Warm Milk (poetry) *NSFW*

Crows and raven patterns
Demands he’s going after
Rings as full as Saturn
Kissing under lantern
Unholy laughter


Coffee with warm milk and dark chocolate
Hearts come with broken lockets
Empty picture frames not flawless
I have skeletons in my closet


I make him feel all the senses
Dizzy jumping fences
Climbing towards defenses
He needs me endless


He’s possessed
Or the letter was written in blood
Signed and scribbled with mud
Let love manifest

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

“I don’t want my kids to see this” 💋


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A Letter to John (freestyle rhyme)

John,

Prayers for insane. Payers don’t get blamed. Layers for the game.

John,

Doomsayers say. Favors come with maim. Strayers have timeframe. I counterclaim.

John,

I have nightmares. Downstairs lost your way. Wares have minimal wage. Flares now come with rage.

John,

Affairs decay. Players turn the page. But what of you became?

John,

I’m not okay.

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

John, I haven’t forgot you were crucified upside down for Thanksgiving. Worst way to die. The very worse. “I’m spitting” hear, hear

Your story is a guidepost for my own wrongdoing.

I can’t get past the, “I thought it was going to open up”

“Yeah, we took that off the map. Figured people with common sense would know dusty means don’t go”

I want to rip his fucking dick off with my teeth, I mean Lorena Bobbitt cut her husbands dick off with scissors and they’re doing fine…

Just saying

Michael Levitt murdered John Jones

Psst… John is here. He’s refractive.


Everything’s OK (the best I got) (freestyle rhyme)

“Everything’s okay”
The sky is grey
The streets are flooded
May sound cliché
But hope cold-blooded
And hell to pay
My faith is studded
And he is my valet
The Devil mudded
Dirty like the clay
He won’t sound thudded
Rotting on display
His position rugged
New earth to survey

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

RIP JOHN JONES

New Christmas fitness skates by Dolls Kill

Hope you’re enjoying the poetry! 🙂


Christmas Wishlist (short rhyme)

Large dose of ginger
Ugly sweater for winter
Empty frame with picture
His kiss December

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Naughty Santa Christmas choker by Dolls Kill 😌

Freestyle before I lose power 🙂

I wasn’t ready for Halloween to end lol but I do have some Christmas items arriving soon – they made it to Orlando. 🙂

Veterans Day is tomorrow but the streets might be flooded and I may be homebound and required by law 🙃

The lights have been flickering on and off so storm Nicole is near (I think that’s her name)

Florida does lose power

I’ve lost it for a week at a time on two occasions where I live 🙂

Not ghosting

I’ve been really busy in the real world but I do have some cute lingerie sets here already that are not holiday themed – as well as a halter and booty short set that sold out on Dolls Kill – in a small – that fits!!! I do wanna get proper photos in these things.

The halter set is vinyl. I wanted it in red. It sold out. Was lucky to get the mocha – in small – and it fit. Yay! Pics soonish! 🤪

It’s just… I’ve never had Christmas lingerie before – and my package is nearly here 📦

As far as I’m concerned, Christmas started when my skates arrived – and fit!

Was lucky to score a pair at all!

And I absolutely adore these. Kinda unisex. Fits my goth grunge style.

Like the bat, I am the dark

Oh, remember how I said we need to enter a black hole feet first

John kinda took it literal and is leading the way

He is the closest to the center of the earth

Where do you think the Sun is falling?

Even NASA (if you believe) stated we were 2000 light-years closer to Sagittarius A* than previously thought

Yeah because the math is wrong…

Management should have been replaced when two kids got stuck at Nutty Putty cave – but instead they decided to make a new map that did not feature parts of the dangerous cave and re-opened it for John Jones to get stuck

He owns that cave, that’s his ship now

Him and Earth became one

She accepted his sacrifice

And feet first we go…


Plan (freestyle rhyme)

I have a plan
If I can get it to stick
Keep missing
My own target

Maybe God’s middleman
I feel a lunatic
Roaming without land
In a panic

I give a damn
Lost without yardstick
Devil where lie began
Evil is arithmetic

I have eyes to scan
The earth they turn to scarlet
Dividing when they can
Label me a harlot

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Should I start over under a hidden identity with my face and tattoos never shown? And my opinion never disclosed? It seems I would have better odds if my mouth were closed.


John, what are you doing down there?

“I thought I was somewhere else on the map”


It’s November. John died in November. I’m grateful I can remember he was murdered.


Betting (poetry) *NSFW*

The storm has settled
Where nose has meddled
Flowers depetaled
Advanced a level
Facing the Devil

Chances have crippled
Secrets are scribbled
Scrubbing our nickels
Sins are tripled
Betting ain’t simple

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Postscript (don’t read if thinking women trigger you)

It’s possible I wrote a new word cuz language evolves but whatev

It’s a full moon. Mars is out. Plus loads of other stars. It’d be easier to escape the planet if we could than defeat the delite cuz most are asleep.

I’m not tho. Fully woke. And dreary. But lurking around Top 46 currently on OnlyFans and I uploaded panty shots. Cheeky I know.

I have my own private strip club. I show my goods tastefully (I think). 🤪

At least we know where all the boys won’t be at the end of the world – they won’t be at my fucking strip club because I’m not a ten star

Guess we know where the Devil will be hiding 😈

I might have him hostage now 😈

Just waiting on my Savior to arrive 🎄

And pardon me of the sins it took to fucking capture him


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I reactivated my Instagram but if Mark Zuckerberg starts fucking with the election again I’m deactivating it.

I might ban myself from TikTok cuz I got in trouble again for free speech and my audio MUTED. I’m up and down there like my mental health.

I am looking to jump to a new blogging host but the leap ain’t easy. Change is scary. I need a guide.

The Internet is dead but my website is alive. By a thread.

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Position (freestyle rhyming poetry)

I live somewhere
On the outskirts
You won’t find me
Where his position asserts

I’m not responding
To alarms and alerts
Even when I’m craving
All his bloody desserts

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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My Secrets (poetry)

I’m lurking in his thoughts
He wants more slingshots
Warm peaches and apricots
Skeletons for his lots
My secrets in his plots


I’m into woven
I’m in a coven
But heart ain’t spoken
I’m dark not open
The lost barely coping

A map of might-have-been
John took my hope when
He crawled to omen
I’m on my own then
And heart still swollen


I’m not your mother
But I reckon I am
Everything including the damned
Mary Magdalene


My holiday stash
Includes one broken soul
Built over sinkhole
Let the dice roll


Conversation ended.
Connection can’t get through.
Highway recommended.
I am over you.


Bruised from head-to-toe
Distance from moon to shadow


As above
So below
Looking through
My window

HELL OPEN 24 HOURS


You’re like three different people
All with varying degrees of evil
You made freedom illegal
You will never be God’s equal


He’s demented
Must be denied
Always tormented
Author of genocide


“Maybe I will call”
Means you never will at all
Minds change
And numbers fall


You have to face death and hell
Before you find paradise


They’re not freckles
They’re radiation burns
Oh look my skin has turned

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Postscript

All my special items I ordered from Shein have shipped! 🙂 I really do love the quality of the material and items I buy! Got some more limited edition stuff from ROMWE that will not be restocked. Plus special XMAS eye candy treats 🎄

Got 2 sunshades coming for my Jeep. My God I discovered the woven pot hangers and they are gorgeous and well priced. So future home makeover stuff will continue, I need real plants on my wall. Maybe start with 1 or 2 and see how I do. Plants purify the air and the good spiders will have a new home. Please stop destroying everything. Animals would evolve and live longer if science and man wasn’t involved to tax us to death and destroy everything natural and organic that God made. I’m sick of BIOENGINEERED foods, GMO, “natural flavor” (it’s made in a lab by scientists who are putting it in EVERYTHING – IT AIN’T VEGAN)

Last night I uploaded some stuff in my story – the paid one – and I received a big tip! That’s cool. Thank you! 🙂

I’m trying new thangs!

I write and make all my content fresh, thanks for allowing me to live and express myself.


The dead-nosed reindeer (poetry)

The dead-nosed reindeer
Will change the atmosphere
From cheer to fear
Instant in a light-year

The cynical snowman
Like an evil program
Hate will last a lifespan
Sin his piping plan

Dead to me
Like your Christmas tree
Presents for devotee
Rotting disbelief

Doomed dessert
Black your soul convert
I’ve seen them at work
Make you hurt the worst

Goddess of gloom
Now in the room
I come with doom
Prophecy assumed

Hollow pumpkin shell
Endless souls in hell
Can’t help myself
Hate is heartfelt

War of the roses
Love decomposes
Lies is where his nose is
Overcast is ghosted

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Hopeless (poetry)

Black were the colors
The rain came down in clusters
Like the sky was broken
A black hole formed open

Kneeling on all regret
Footing he’d soon forget
Black roses bleeding
Felt the moon was grieving

Wind blew brunette
Deep pain in his chest
Never saw her cheerleading
No hope proceeding

Hell fell upwards
Hell gained a new monster
The moment potent
Her body hopeless

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Happy Halloween 🎃

I’ll get more content posted soon.


Dear John (poetry)

I don’t know how
To get out of this trap
There’s nowhere to plow
Unmarked territory on our map

But you’re my guidestone
The provisions you provide
I want you on my backbone
Like heaven is on my side

Did mother earth loosen its grip?
When upon heaven you did slide?
We’re in a fellowship?
There is no divide?

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I’m dropping Halloween sets on my OnlyFans. Some people like my poetry and photography and that keeps me going.

I like exploring who I am this way.

The safety of the veil.

Fun fact: I’m actually an extremely skilled combat medic.

Trained to kill and to heal.

Dangerous combo ⚠️

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psst… he’s down here with me, he’s here, and he still wants out. He doesn’t try to stop me.

“I want out”

“I hate this cave”

“My legs hurt”

“Why did you put me here”

I’m still fighting for my life but I got a toilet

“I talk to dead people”


Science (freestyle poetry)

Maybe once I was a giant
Roaming destiny
But now thanks to science
We’re too compliant
With low equity

Self-portrait from 5 minutes ago

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Happy Boo season. You can’t burn me at the stake anymore. 😈


Everybody having sex secretly and the divorce rate is 100% or something and like I got zero marriages under my belt cuz I’m not 20 anymore

💀

If he had the one thing he wanted he’d be so bored with it because I am a little bit of everything he wants

But he can’t have 🤪

He says maybe he’ll call which means he won’t

*leaps from bridge with broom* 👻


Savage and Servant (poetry & photography) *NSFW prob*


You should’ve kept your mouth shut
So deep my wound you felt the cut
I guess you’d say you bleed somewhat
If you stab in the gut

Sometimes I feel rushed
The weight of a feather crushed
As long as voice is hushed
The praise will gush


I’M ACTUALLY NATIVE AMERICAN BROWN WITH SOME ALBINO AND SUN SPOTS FROM THE SOURCE

I bring you gifts
Of all the things you hate
Kick you from cliffs
And blame you for the weight


You’re a savage and a servant
You’re a lion and a lamb
Lessons you never learned it
And regret
You won’t feel a milligram

Are you a gap in reflection?
A two way mirror complexion?
Can you give me protection?
Such priceless affection?

I want to disturb the place you rest
Uneasy under crest
The earth must love you best
Won’t let go your chest

I don’t follow the trends
They lead to dead ends!

Long ago I was discarded
Does faith keep one safeguarded
God is brokenhearted
Gone extinct his harvest
I cry the hardest

Remove the harness
Underneath the carcass
Decay just a garnish
Layer earth with tarnish
We all die regardless

Top of the list huh
Right next to “she is dumb”
So above and below your thumb
Better argument and income
That’s the mirror you’re seeing from
REMOVED MYSELF FROM THE EQUATION

A GHOSTLY INVASION

I can see through hell’s shadow
He’s drinks coffee like espresso
I removed self from the status quo
I KNOW MY POSITION THOUGH

I’m up, you’re down?
Quantum entanglement
We wear it like a crown?

My gifts come with all the things he hates
Open up these flooded gates
Love obviates
Nothing he appreciates

Tart
Like black cherry
Contempt he’ll carry
Bag overflowing heavy
Sin his sanctuary

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

THERE’S MORE POETRY COMING SOON – I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU


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P.S. I’m not giving up on the dog. We went for two bike rides yesterday. I finally got the bike out of the house. Most of the black neighbors looked like they wanted to run over me and one white neighbor stopped in his car and warned me that they do 90 around the bend and “be careful”.

I’m not racist I swear. (Everyone hates me for my skin color or my soul. I don’t know which anymore but the city IS dangerous and folks being murdered left and right).

They are targeting the disabled and single white girls. FYI (old people and generally anyone looking weak)


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WE MUST NOT LET THEM LEAVE (poetry I think)

THOSE IN POWER ONLY CARE ABOUT GREED

WE MUST NOT LET THEM LEAVE

SCIENCE REBELLION!!! IT’S VERY COMPELLING!

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I JUST WOKE UP AND STOLE THE IMAGES FROM TIKTOK AND TURNED THE IDEA INTO A POEM. NEW TREND. SUE ME. The creator is in the poem.

GODDESS

I’ve been praying for answers though on what to do, on how to take down the elite and all these goddamn mushrooms keep popping up all around this lake and now this very clear information came through to me and this is something that we all can hold them back from

LEAVING EARTH

(We can’t go anyway but we can absolutely stop them)

WE CAN STOP THEM 😈😈😈😈

Also – I firmly believe that we dropped a giant bomb on Mars and we’ve been cloning for a long time

There is now evidence coming out that a bomb was dropped on Mars – (they’ll say an Asteroid ☄️)

They keep spraying poison over all the flowers on the road and now they want us to pay for them to plant flowers that they killed

And I did

The enemy is sitting rich on his throne while he fucking poisons my food air and water

WE CAN STOP THEM

I WANT BIG BOI ON MY TEAM

I’ll be lingering near the safe zone of the beach when the shit hits the fan

But it won’t matter if I have an old working jeep or are new working jeep, I can’t outrun the Lord!!!

I would like a floaty device tho

Jesus: you get one question go:

Me: how to save a barnacle? How to save the world? 😌

Right now the message imcoming is: WE CANNOT LET THEM LEAVE

Ready to sell my TV and destroy the elite

If you let your children use virtual reality gaming you are ruining their brain and if you use it for porn you are ruining your brain – you’re not supposed to have that much dopamine being released and it’s literally destroying the fabric of your identity and CELLS

Advertising is just as intrusive

That’s why sometimes you want to cry after an ad

ADVERTISING IS CONDITIONING AND MOST ADS LIE!!!!!!! THE GOVERNMENT IS OUR ENEMY NOW IN EVERY CAPACITY OF THE WORD – THERE IS NO HIDING THE EVIL NOW

THEIR ACTIONS DON’T MATCH THEIR WORDS


May God Pray For You (poetry & photography) NSFW

You taste of Judas Iscariot
Betrayal you’ll marry it
I’ve paid twice for sins
Won’t pay again

144 awakening
7th seal opening
Judgment hour
No hoping (John’s still coping)

One, two
See through all of you

Hell hath arrived
THERE ARE NO GOODBYES

Oh, Prince of This World
They aren’t your gifts to give
Heaven rules over all but this
God is the Void
But Satan rules this world

I am a beggar
Crawling eternally

Helpless to stop it
Remove self from equation
The devil is invasion
I’m losing patience!
Careful crossing occasion
Will get stuck persuading
Hopeful helpful information

Nature becomes conscious of itself through you

I NEED YOU LIKE ETERNITY
Hell is separation
I’M BURNING

If I die here
Nobody will know
I didn’t want to
But nobody will ask you

Fallen
Angelic
Trying to ascend

Need him more and then
Eleven hours spent
Not bad omen

Number signs godsend
I do listen
And then repent

Foreshadowing
But if he’s dropping flags
I’m walking in
Red carpet rolling
With a halo full of sin
God said keep walking
But I want him instead

He turns me SOFT
Like the Grand Canyon will flow
Paradigm shift halo
He owns my soul

I’m sorry he betrayed you
A devil said to shrewd
I think with gratitude
The sun burns the moon
I rest in solitude
Black as blue
But oh so devalued

I do not dream of labor
The moon a gaper
Place our love on paper
He calls –
I turn to vapor

We’re reaching terminal velocity
Death is nearing
Is this the correct speed?
Thought you needed me?

He’s wrapped up in deceit
Like a sheet
Am I a ghost
I am discreet

I’m without kingdom
Guarding eternity
Trident
I’m not lying

WHAT LIES
Beyond the horizon
CRIMINAL EYES
But the sun’s still rising
AND I’M HERE FOR BLOOD

Touch me
So the curse will lift
Kiss me on the lip
Keep me near your hip

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


More poetry and photography coming! Thank you for your interest in my content! I work hard at it! I hope you are enjoying the Halloween theme! Lingerie bodysuit by Dolls Kills! 🎃

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I’ve been busy writing and working out! I’ll post behind-the-scenes soon!

It’s BOO season!! 🎃🎃🎃

I’m ready to dawn the Halloween costume daily! I wanna go on a hayride!!!! 👀

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Risk

He risked it all for that if
He risked it all for her kiss
He risked it all at that cliff
He risked it all and did not miss

He did not miss…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I’m sorry they left out details on an updated map not showing risk or location where 2 others had been stuck – and took hours to rescue

I’m sorry that management thought it best to remove features on a map – instead of blocking off entrance and stating instead that anyone with common sense would know “dusty” means “don’t go” “not well traveled” (victim blaming)

I’m sorry you thought you were somewhere you weren’t

And that the dangers and risks weren’t disclosed

“Why did you put me here…?”

Could you imagine if my last mission was a suicidal attempt to come get your bones

Last we saw of her was outside the cave location of John Jones, we think she went inside….

200 years later: bones of John Jones found in mysterious location with the remains of missing….

What’s even stranger is the position they were found in….

*cue the fairytales the establishment dish out as fact*

And thus a new religion was born

Hail whoever the fuck I become in the future

I mean, I do wanna go get his bones tho

*leaves suicide note near dug up entrance / and a black backpack*

CHECKMATE FUTURE ME

*doesn’t die*

*turns 44*

I was screaming for John recently tho – silently from my soul

He came up and was like, “you’re screaming like I’m in Utah..”

Cuz he haz jokes 😌


P.S. if you don’t know who or what I’m talking about, only the greatest tragedy in my living history. An angel was crucified upside down by a demon – who later received a bonus and likely a promotion for “heroic efforts”.

I want to throw up 🤢

His body was left there with over 100 rescue personnel on the clock.

Our tax dollars hard at work.

His bones are still in that cave and one day I’m gonna go get em’…

He hates that fucking cave…

There are things that had happened down there that Michael Leavitt says “will never be disclosed” and I’m gonna make him disclose them…

The patience and the craft of a warrior gone rogue

30 years time

This ain’t Minority Report

Although a kid did get arrested for making a threat during a video game

My PS4 has been factory reset and is in the STUFF TO BE SOLD AT THE PAWN box

The content is propaganda and subliminal messaging

I’m trying to get through to you

Espionage everywhere

But what do you see

Also – PayPal has listed someone as a contact who once donated to me anonymously

I found out about the anonymous donor – or rather who it was – about six months or so later – in an end-of-the-year PayPal statement

Fucking fantastic

The goddamn glitches in this timeline

The anomalies

And now Instagram tells people “followed by so-in-so”

There is no privacy here

My TV hasn’t been turned on in weeks

I wanna turn into one of them vets who live in the country with their own radio coms

Telephone? We ain’t got one of them here. You gotta drive into town…

I made it to 44, thanks to John Jones

I don’t know if I’m gonna get out alive, but he’s down here with me

And those electrical jolts to my heart was him repairing the damage big pharma caused when I injected myself twice with that deadly poison

I was barely alive, hanging on by a thread

I’m spitting less in a cup but I’m still spitting in a cup

I keep hearing people say they’re catching Covid and I can’t catch Covid, my immune system has been compromised from the death jab and heart inflammation and people are now dropping dead by that adult death syndrome which I’m at risk of

I need to be quarantined

I need to be that girl in a bubble

I wanted to have photos for you today

But then that 7 day treatment is taxing on the liver, this detox I’m doing – coupled with me starting my period with the full moon like clock work

I’m spent…

But I made it to 44!!!!

I’ve lived 43 years!!!

Now it ain’t easy

My sister died in January at age 45

She didn’t make it to 46

And I’ve been saying since I was a little kid that I wouldn’t live past 50 so I have that weighing on me

I’ve been saying since I was about 12 years old that Leo’s have heart and feet problems so I predicted my own fucking death

I’m paying better attention to the red flags now I hope

And when I feel myself falling into a violent dark rage – I’m gonna paint my nails instead and play dress up or ride my bike or bake a delicious meal

That’s the intention anyway

I’m still in intensive therapy and putting in the work…

I’m starting this new detox regime soon

And then probably the liver cleanse

And some of the other formulas he has

Vegetarian too from what I’ve seen

It’s less expensive than dying or treatments from Big Pharma which nearly all include toxic poisons – yellow/red/blue dyes

These nurses and doctors don’t give a fuck about you

They think the NDA they made you sign trumps their oath

IT DON’T

Take revenge in the courtroom and not on the street (or self-destruct)

Stay woke

P.S.S. America is a corporation where its occupants are owned by communistic China – who holds hands with the Russian mafia – who is the Illuminati – and keeps you distracted with porn, religion, politics, Hollywood, propaganda and subliminal messaging

TikTok says I’m a threat

Instagram says I’m a threat

You better know it


Wildfire (mini poems)

I love him for awhile
Drop bombs and act hostile
I’ll love him for a mile
Send invite then exile


Narcissism is a plague
Wildfire like my rage
Your flag is acting vague
Say what you mean to say


I’m sorting everything I have
Every single thing I own
Been logging too much weight
I’m never feeling home

Been crawling with my skeleton
I’m getting out of prone
I’m turning on the lights
I’m heading for unknown


I’m tired of washing clothes
I hate to wear
I’m tired of open roads
Of just despair


The aftermath apparent
Like an errant animal
It’s so overbearing
The way deep space
Won’t stop starring
Or acting like
He’s not caring


118 pounds
Can barely afford a smile
He goes by too many nouns
Won’t you feed me at the fairgrounds?
I might put on a frown
A tear for the clown
Wearing a hospital gown
Starving little cloud


He knows my birthday without a doubt
I just haven’t figured it out


You kneel
I heal
That was the deal


We have to make order out of chaos
Forget about the hard loss
Betrayal is a hard bust
We never quite will adjust


I’m going through metamorphosis
I gave no notice
Guess I’ll change my coordinates
I am the cold porcelain


Dear John,
I’m still spitting in a cup
But I haven’t given up
Lost my way and now I’m stuck
Guess I haven’t any luck


Re: Mark Zuckerberg
Someone silence that puppet
Put a bullet in his nugget
Don’t ask, Don’t tell who done it


Label created
Clouds must be elated
Happy belated
Words I never stated
Love’s overrated


Eventually you get tired of –
The papers piling up
Evidence of –
I never gave a fuck


He’s always causing so much ruckus
I’m losing focus
Gave my two week notice
He’s close to homeless


I’ve got decades of mail unopened
Obviously I’m barely coping?


I’ve been lost in my own shadow
Falling down every hole


How long will the bears live?

God: 100 years

How long will the humans live?

God: 100 years

What color will the bears be?

God: brown/black/white

What color will the humans be?

God: brown/black/white

I REST MY CASE

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Homemade vegan veggie stew and cornbread

I’M SO GLAD YOU WON’T EAT FROM MY KITCHEN. MORE FOR MEEEEE


Write (poetry)

I notice when he’s gone
Even though clouds are glowing moonlight
But in the breeze my thoughts are blown
I haven’t even words to write

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

No filter. No makeup. Hardly any bathing suit 🤪

Next Friday I turn 44. Potentially. Still putting up the good fight even though I’ve shriveled away to 118 pounds.

All fleshy stuffs.

No Botox/plastic/fillers

Just a whole lot of gravity and mess softness

Teardrops 😌

I just picked up this little triangle bikini top from the thrift today – and also recently learned that this style first originated in the 40s.


It Mattered (poetry)

It mattered while it mattered
Stuck upside down
Soul still shattered
Saw smile for frown
Then all light scattered
Fell down our crown
When hope was battered

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Thank you for the gorgeous vegan nail polish from my Amazon wishlist! It arrived yesterday (Sunday evening)! I’m grateful! This stuff doesn’t have any bad chemicals in it to disrupt my precious hormones going full throttle! The mindfulness shouldn’t poison me! Appreciate! 👍

I’m jumping on the Patreon wagon! Thank you for considering to support me!

But also… 👀

I started a new OnlyFans – it just now got approved, I’m terrible with secrets, that’s why I’m telling you


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Count (mini poems)

She told me on the phone
You weren’t doing good
Felt good to my bone
You suck at motherhood


I don’t know how we let it get this bad but we did
We’ve been in fight or flight mode since a kid


Do you count the times I visit?
You and the Devil in business?
God as my witness
I’ve been acquitted

Love don’t match the physics
The rock is livid
Are you good at listening?
Do you think it’s christening?

Do you even miss me?
Feel the hatred crippling?
The hours wasting
The Devil is your painting


Weapons and fingernail polish
Gifts for a goddess?


There’s a river flowing through the ocean
That’s where I’m going
Omnidirectional
I’m never chosen


What am I supposed to do father
Sit around and watch in haste
I watch the whole world spinning
While their soul goes to waste


Murder attached to bad management
Let’s call it “an accident”
Near the tomb inscribed “very tragic”
John Jones would claim it


I’m pretty good at bad decisions
There is faith but no ambition
The mirror’s not what I envision
I wear a cloth but hate religion
I’m making friends but not with wisdom
Prayer feels like only wishing


I’m still pulling his hair from my creases
He’s still putting together his thesis
Wrapped up in all of me
Until all life ceases


I’m cleaning out my closet
I’ve got monsters on the run
The walls they’ve got my claws in
Digging for the sun


Hit the high ground
Don’t want you around
But wait don’t go
Guess you can leave slow
I don’t want you here
But you mustn’t leave the show


Taking pride in my belongings
Put a reign on the longing


Homes should come with manuals
Basic do’s and don’ts – we’re animals

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Circa August 2021

Heyyyyy it’s almost my birthday!! 🥳

Woo hoo! I’ve got stuffs in my Amazon wishlist!

The big ticket items you can scroll past. That’s like a what if lottery ticket. The little items are just as important to me.

My therapist says painting my nails and self-care is good mindfulness practices.

So far, since starting my list, weapons and vegan fingernail polish have been gifted to me. Thank you for the gifts! 🤩

So very grateful for your support out there! For keeping me safe, fed, and in a happy place.

It lifts my spirits.

The birthday falls on August 19th. I am a Leo baby. Fire sign.

Leader of all the signs of course. 😌


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Hell (poetry)

Things I keep unpacking
I’m moving or I’m not
Got love stored in a box
Hell is a paradox
Just like my life then
I’m alive but not a lot


Finalized my living will and directives
Burning every bridge I know
I’ve got objectives
YOU ARE UNRECEPTIVE


I’m dead inside
So there won’t be a spark
If that is what you are after
Then you shouldn’t kill the laughter


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Yes you can live in my closet and eat pizza from a box

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Fixed (poetry)

It broke my heart
Then fixed my vision
I’m deconstructing
With loose precision

No color chart
Mouth found derision
My soul eructing
Opposing decision

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

So change is hard. Reprogramming requires commitment. Daily sacrifice. Stopping negative thoughts. Mindfulness. You gotta climb after that shit like Mount Everest. YOU GOTTA WANT IT.

“But I like being sinister”. You’ve never tried anything else. And that’s the Devil talking. You should be put down. Like a homeless pet. Or an animal with the taste for human blood.

You shouldn’t be allowed to wander the streets of a “civilized society”. 🙄

Personally, I’m under development currently.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

I want to learn to exist with another when the time comes.

I also need a class on organization or for somebody to help me but I am still trying to figure it all out.

Windows open. Fresh air. Detoxing on Apple Cider Vinegar and Black Walnut & Wormwood DAILY

I MADE IT THROUGH ANOTHER NIGHT

I’M GOING TO TRY TO MAKE IT THROUGH ANOTHER DAY

I don’t have any design skills

I move furniture and things around from one spot to another

There’s got to be some better order

I hang things up with thumb tacks

Curtain’s are a foreign concept

I’ll eat food cold from the can 😑

Some people are rich and eat from pizza boxes while judging from their empty thrones

Meanwhile, spirits hang with me in the foxholes

I talk to the dead

I HAVE BETTER RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE DEAD 💀

I WANT TO BE HUMAN

*In therapy*

That’s what my welcome mat should say… 🤪

Self-portrait circa 2020

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Flame (poetry)

I’m in descent
I’m candescent
I’m flame and hemp
Is love exempt?

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

The void 😩

Thank you so much for the sweet donation that I received over the weekend

I’m trying to center, I’m trying to find my calm in all this

Any activity causes my heart to hurt

Especially getting angry

I’m still sorting through the mental and financial collapse

Folks don’t realize I lost my entire retirement savings – and regular savings.

Years and years of retirement savings gone

So the immigrants could have my job

The cops here say, “it’s federal, nothing we can do”

DICTATORSHIP

Trust me, I’m well known as “red flagged” to the establishment

They know I’ve moved over into the homicidal territory

Armed and dangerous and you’re still not gonna take my right to buy a weapon or to hold one or to fire one

Do you remember when they tried to outlaw alcohol and that law completely failed – yeah try to do that with our guns China – go for it – try to do it, try to take our guns from us, try it, try to put it on paper that we can’t even buy a gun and see what happens, go for it – try it, I dare you! I triple fucking dare you!!

This whole fucking thing is going to collapse if they don’t get off my dick

😇

Pro life tip: You should never tip before you are served

This whole generation of TIP ME NOW AND BEFORE I’VE DONE MY JOB IS BULLSHITE

I hate these fucking policies

And do you know how much effort it is taking me to get my account and data deleted from the Chipotle app? It’s insane!

I’ll never download another app for anything

It should not be this hard to delete yourself from the web

JESUS CHRIST SAVE ME NOW

Has anyone ever unscrambled it? Is it like an anagram for the Devil?

That book of lies

6000 years of gaslighting and dictatorship

I’m DONE

I want to sell my TV and get a DUMB phone.

The problem is, if you get a home line, the only calls you will get are from politicians and the cops wanting money from you because it’s all a fucking scam. And you can’t opt out

Just like we can’t opt out our private home addresses from receiving spam mail for junk food and that is why the Amazon rainforest is being cut down

Immigration is a Trojan horse

When do we save Mother Earth and ourselves

Oh but you have your porn!!!!!!

Porn has rotted your heart and brain!

In other news, I got my printer set up in my master bedroom now. I guess dying makes it harder to manage a household. But whatev.

The black ink is out, but I got the new driver installed on my MacBook so that was a feat in itself. My laptop is aware of the printer and vice versa.

I also have plenty of professional paper to print on, once I sort out the black ink.

I’ve been pulling rare collectibles and other items I plan to list on the eBay – it’s like having an online garage sale.

I have some cool stuff that belong in the hands of someone who will use it. It’s extremely hard for me to part with, but I have bigger goals now tho.

Like being a land owner 👍

Learning how to grow & harvest food

I’m sick of advertising and TV!!!!

I rarely play games

I’m not into entertainment anymore

There’s too much propaganda and busy busy going on

I just want to chill

What the narcissist think is “boring”, is actually just peace

It’s serenity

They don’t want us anywhere near it

It’s poke prod poke prod tee hee I don’t have a fucking soul

“I was joking”

*rolls eyes

It ain’t the disabled vets causing all this disruption and corruption tho

I know y’all like to blame us and pick on us tho…

I also know white people are blamed for the worlds problems – propaganda 101

If u white, u hated for your skin

And then they force us to live next to one another, packing us in like cattle

Watching the slaughter unfold

The immigrants don’t even have to work hard at stealing our country…


Revelation 5:11 (poetry)

10,000 times 10,000
Plus many thousands

Seraphim’s and cherubim’s
God has more than dozens

One third fell with lightning
I know I’m never happy

102 million angels in existence
We often change appearance

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

When a demon tries to have a conversation with an angel about the future or the second coming – race division is already here – there are only 2 races in this timeline – human or demon.

Welp, and the fallen (the Devil & his minions)

And God’s warriors

Cuz not all are bad

Jesus would share a meal with me and a fucking bed 👀

God don’t even need an invitation 👀

They can come on in 👀

I hope you’re aware that the book was written by the devils in charge and it’s very satanic and you should stop worshiping it and giving it your money

Anyhoo it’s 2:23 AM

I’m writing poetry when folks are sleeping or committing sins

I’m still having chest pains but making other health improvements

My doctor is sending health teams to me since I can’t get to them

Not making up my fucking disabilities

People are dropping dead with Myocarditis

I gots it

God has been saving my life

It’s been a long recovery

I was in tremendous pain and in very dark times

The devil was the only visitor

I cried so much

People were calling me a liar when I was telling them I got injured by the vaccine

The Government began censoring me from speaking out

I started getting penalized and threats about having my social media accounts removed

I’m ready to sell my phone and TV

But God says I’m a messenger

And I still swear John Jones has played a hand in this

And healing my heart

Miracles do happen cuz something big saved my life

People are dropping dead like flies

I’m sleeping in the lion’s den

I don’t live in fear but I got to get my anger issues under control before I have a heart attack

I do fear everything tho 👀

“Are you still homicidal” they asked

I laughed and swallowed and “what”

“Oh no”

(I do tell lies) 🚩


The Wall (songwriting)

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Dropping content on my TikTok again! Maybe not what you want but tough-tiddy!

It feels good to be climbing out of the bed after one year down – to start fitness walking and biking again.

And I’ve been getting in over 2 mile walks – which is standard Army PT.

Google maps show a 1 mile walk at 45 minutes and I’m coming in at nearly 2.5 miles in about an hour. In the Florida heat. And sometimes stopping in what shade you find. 🤪

I need a mileage tracker for the bike, and a better way to film than shoving the handsfree down my bosom. 😎

But that keeps both hands on the wheel. 👍

It’s extremely dangerous riding out here. I’ve been nearly wiped out twice in just a week. I’m not exaggerating.

I know you wanna see the city stuff, that’s a bit further out, and even more dangerous.

I’m just now crawling outta my bed.

My doctor still has me on light duty-walking only.

I’m still detoxing 3 times a day, now with the maximum dose allowed. I’m using Black Walnut Wormwood & Apple Cider Vinegar. I’m on a strict diet routine change. I cold cut quit (nearly) the sugar and junk food.

I’m exhausted and climbing Mount Everest every day. I cannot heel.

Appreciate all the good support on my blog and channels! Thank you kindly!

Photo by @poeeternal

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Interplanetary (poetry)

It’s not an employer, is it?
But it’s none of my business
I smell shit, not eucalyptus
Guess you’ll never visit


He’s interplanetary lightning
And I’m Olympus Mons
Electrical discharge coming
There’s nowhere to run


He’s here but then he’s gone
But will I carry on?
Bow head denouement
He’s like a paragon
He loves me but there is none


I’m surrounded by crosses
Tears flowing downstream

Like paying off a midnight deposit
Recurring nightmare the only theme

Telling her all you promise
Knowing it won’t mean a thing

If only hope came in boxes
A funeral for your dream


You move so far the cold is on my shoulder
Don’t go so far that I’ll never know yah


I’ve got a box of matches
And a book I never read
I’ve got attaches
And a lock that needs cutting


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

All content by @poeeternal

P.S. he video called again and again and I like hearing his voice & seeing him. I should not but I do.

His calls always catch me off guard and I’m never quite ready for them

I like when he appears 👀


Rising Rent (freestyle poetry)

His poetry is alcoves and passages
Backroads and damages
Wet clay
Lost messages
Disdain
Bad management
A red flag
Labeled “accident”
Atomic bomb
He’s inadequate
And the reason
For our rising rent

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Easy rhyme huh. I blame you for everything too.

I think I want another white coffee

And sleeps

It’s so nurturing

Stuff like socks and coffee

Hot baths

Sylvia Plath was right

If only she’d believed it…

But reality took down Chris Cornell and many others

I’m just barely hanging on myself

I want to be a better human person thang

Happy Friday

Does anyone wanna come help install a car part?

Please say no so that I’m closer to finding the courage to play mechanic and do it myself

I’m going back on the bedrest…

More poetry coming as long as I am breathing


The backlog (mini poems)

It hurts
Coming into
And out of
Existence

Survival of the fittest

Loving and hating
In an instance

Constraints
And passive resistance

I knew you’d listen
Sit and solemnly glisten
You ain’t a Christian

The Devil
He’s always got an ear
Curious what I’m doing here

Losing
But so persistent

I ain’t his assistant

Says dying’s a privilege
Though takes a village


I found it torturous
Living inside somebody else
Developing unwell
Hell was not a hotel


Well it sucks where he’s hung
Well it sucks where he’s home
Well it sucks and it’s wrong
13 years since he’s gone


I am microbes
Thinning lines
And cyclones
A child –
Of God though
I am poetry
I am his flow


He’s thorns
Pinched against blackness
His tongue adorns
The mood with madness
He comes with horns
It takes some practice
To leave without his scorns


Are you a poem?
A book open?
Or an arpeggio?
A pyroclastic flow?


His ship
Is parked near mine
Ill fated trip
We’ve lost our mind

With pistol grip
Attached through rhyme
No time to slip
Need to align


The first and the last
He doesn’t know loyalty
Heart in a cast
Heavens tears have no buoyancy


They were overheard
Discussing the context
Of my blade
The shape
By whom it’s made
Hanging from my back
But quick to display


I fucking hate this goddamn town / so I’m gonna stick around


I met the Devil once
During somnolence
No proof
In the form of documents

I know how important that must have meant…


Is the moon a projector
Projecting your love


Do you wanna move to Puerto Rico?
Price is right for the ego


His poetry is local to the firmament; just like the sunrise or the sunset…


Apple
Eden
Or fruit to ward off evil?


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Lord almighty someone sent me a donation and I just spent it all on food! 🤩

I’m talking fresh organic meats and produce! Scheduled to be delivered today! And I don’t even have to worry about anybody stealing it because I have to sign for it! Now the delivery charge was more than what I was making when I was working as a Lyft and Uber driver but…

My wheels are down – but apparently the Walmart marketplace now delivers! And – because I received such a nice donation, was able to purchase my food for the month!

I’m not ashamed to say that I have been living month to month off of food donations from the church pantry and the Salvation Army, which I can no longer get to because my wheels are currently down, so this donation just allowed me to be able to buy some food and have it delivered!!

I bought the part I needed for my ride! I’m only 19 no’s away from finding someone to help me fix it finding the courage to fix it myself.

The good news is, I did fix my bike!

But, we almost got killed riding yesterday. A car nearly wiped us out. Despite me waiting for the traffic signal to signal and flash WALKING.

Surprisingly, she turned around and came back

“Are you alright”

“Yes but that was scary. Thank you for coming back and checking on us”

“That was close” she said

She was a young driver and probably will be much more careful coming through traffic signals from now on because she nearly took out a girl and a dog on a bike

I told my dog that she was not a demon because she came back to check on us and I know that was hard for her to do

I guess we had a guardian angel looking after us because she was flying

It didn’t matter that I had the right away and I even waited a second to make sure there wasn’t any traffic but

Food is incoming

Chicken. Turkey. Beef. Milk. Bread. Eggs. Cheese. All the things! 🤩

The things I never get from food donations (rare).

I don’t know what you wanted me to spend my money on but food is absolutely a priority and a necessity in my life and not junk food.

My dog is also happy and behaving extremely well for bike rides and soon-to-be good homecooked eating

I’ve been deep cleaning my apartment because my name is on the lease and I’m not going anywhere because God wants me in the Lions den

I discovered that there are a lot of churches in the nearby vicinity that maybe I could start riding my bike to

After all, this broken heart of mine has already walked 5 miles in the last couple weeks

We live in hell and I don’t trust any of these assholes because they would jump you

Two people just got arrested out here where I live and one of the guys was out here yelling that the other guy was a pedophile

I think it was two children though that got arrested because they were trying to defend themselves you know because they were being threatened to have their fucking lives demolished by the psychotic adults

“I got it on film” he yelled

And the weekend is just getting started so who knows who else might get arrested

I’ve opened up all my windows for maximum effect

“Do not fear”

M’kay but like… Why did you make every aspect of life threatening?


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Like (a chorus)

Like crystals and curses
Like puzzles and verses

Like drifting to the surface
Like living without purpose

Like leaning into forces
Like loving rigor mortis

Like gleaming from divorces
Like leaving in black hearses

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

*strums guitar terribly*

Gwen Stefani says like every other word. And I know how much it annoys you (the werd)

So I wrote a poem full of likes.

I fucking specialize in annoying everyone

The good news: I bought the part I need for my ride (potentially)

The bad news: I called five different cabs and no one answered

MOOD

Utah Dwelling (easy rhyme)

If I could get to Utah
See the things that he saw
Needle of earth’s eye
Where he didn’t have to die

If I could get to Utah
Take away the withdraw
Hope might quantify
Take head of Gemini

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

RIP John Jones

I think the only justice is to have the establishments heads on a platter, otherwise I could’ve gone my entire life, without having learned of that tragedy

Ugg

Crucified upside down and all he got was a plaque

His bones aren’t at rest

He didn’t want to be left in there!

But you can dismantle a bridge so you can watch prime TV!

Excuse me, I need to go back to disassociating

This will include going through my recent camera roll and uploading footage on my TikTok that might be worth looking at

From one Asian app to another

And I have to limit my use there because it makes me sick

The advertising is making me sick

The constant product placement

The gaslighting on the labels

The Blair witch shakiness

I spend most of my time writing ✍️

Photo captured this AM

So, I’m sleeping in the lion’s den, with no fear, per the Lord’s instruction

But you know what happened to the couple riding their bikes down the street without any fear who had just bought their dream home six months prior, right?

Slavery started in Africa and they the soul-sucking demon narcissist want us living in fear.


The House (poetry)

Society is a gamble where the house always wins,
And when I read your poetry I always get the bends.
The world says we have free will but aren’t we born with sins?
And you and I are circling, don’t know where start begins…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

They say rhyme is a dying art, how am I doing?

I walked 2.4 miles yesterday and came home and puked. I also had a blacked out four-door pick up truck pull over randomly on the side of the road and watch me walk for 10 minutes. I was already feeling extremely vulnerable from the heat and didn’t know if I was going to make it home and then I had to put my water away – to free up my hands – for a potential kidnapping. That motherfucker got out and opened up the back door watching me – in his truck – completely blackened out.

I need to get my bike fixed. My Jeep. And move to the country. I have a certificate of eligibility from the VA and I won’t have any closing costs when I buy a home. The VA also now allow veterans to buy/purchase a Mobile home with their COE.

I’m not trying to buy a mansion or a farm. Land is still fairly accessible to buy in Florida.

You can be buried on your land in Florida. I’ve visited mobile home manufacturers – where they sale the units – and have ones you can view.

I don’t need a bunch of fancy upgrades. It’s not a pipe a dream.

My bank is already offering me small personal loans now that my credit is improving again.

Even if I don’t buy, I’d rather rent in the country.

Orlando and Daytona Beach has been overrun with thugs. And immigrants (from the Middle East who open shops and harass you while shopping).

It’s sounds mean I know, but we’re victimized. I’m tired of being silent about the blaring racism coming from people of opposite color.

Not to mention, my people are still living on reservations. I’m an outcast. They probably wouldn’t accept me.

I long for my own land and to be one with the earth, animals, nature.

Men are great at farming, herding, hunting, gathering, creating life. When they focus on purpose, rather than Satanic rituals.

I never had a father, I long for a male figure in my life.

I’m trying to cuss less, I’m just so effing angry! It seems it keeps me ground. And outta jail.

I don’t know if I’m gonna move anymore and I have an empty storage unit that’s holding my trampoline right now.

I’m going to buy the part for my ride soon and then eventually after 20 more no’s, somebody will say yes and help me fix it

I’m still detoxing with Black Walnut Wormwood and I learned to take zero breaks.

In fact, you need to do a 90 day cleanse at minimum, if you are battling a long list of shit. Everything from cancer to IBS.

I guarantee you need to deworm yourself and your entire family, probably pets too.

At this point, I am exorcising the devil out of me.

My periods went back to normal. No more agitating back pain. Minimal cramping.

My lungs are clearing out. Stopped using the Nebulizer, which I swore made me worse. Have a shit ton of medicine unused. Fuck Big Pharma. My care team did nothing but make me worse! It’s a dictatorship inside the VA and I would like to be able to pick my own primary care doctor from a list of doctors including outside of the VA. End of.

Furthermore, I’m done with traditional medicine. It’s the devil’s poison! I’m a former combat medic! Once a medic, always a medic!!! And fuck you for saying otherwise

“Your certifications are expired”.

Oh boo hoo. I’m still educated. Deal with it.

If I wasn’t so poor, I would’ve, at minimum maintained my CPR certifications that I had for over a decade (15+ years)

I’m not that old

Everyone who keeps going on about how old I am are gray or bald already so I don’t get it even the ones that are like 20 they’re fucking bald already

Like I still love you, but you put a lot of pressure on me to maintain like this youth when you yourself are letting yourself go, that’s all

Do better.

Alcohol causes early balding.

Alcohol causes women to go grey.

Look, you’re all beautiful as you are!!!

Dr. Jordan Peterson even admitted that makeup sexualizes women (anyone who wears it) and makes you look like a fucking child because that’s what babies lips look like

Yeps

Agree

And we shave too

Look, I’m not trying to crucify anybody, I’m just trying to let you learn and I do have a science degree in psychology, so I’m an expert in my field

Human nature is still very complicated

I’m still learning to be human

I’m earning my wings

Anyhoo

It’s very dangerous living here in this concrete city

I need some green

And alligator’s visiting me

But I’m clumsy and absolutely cannot fall because they will fucking get you even if they’ve been fed already

“She died doing what she loved”

I mean, that does have a better ring to it than, “she dove from the bridge”

I’d like to keep writing easy rhyme

I’m a modern poet

Life is so dangerous, I mean the sun can take you out, but so can people in black pick up trucks…

The good news is, my medicinal does free delivery and will be arriving soon 🤩

You can order weed online and get it delivered for free. And stop the lying about it costing more in the pharmacies because they always have fucking sales going on and it’s just not true…

Furthermore, you don’t have to deal with people stealing your money, not having what you want, not giving you what you paid for, being hit on, or illegally arrested

So there’s perks for getting your card, and over 71% of Florida residents voted yes for medicinal, and I was one of the voters who voted yes, and now I’m getting to reap the benefits of that, because voting does matter on a state level.

I also voted to give prior criminals the right to vote again and now I’m wondering if that was even fucking good of me

Since the criminals seem to always be fucking harassing me because they want me to live in fear

That couple definitely was not living in fear riding their bikes home from bike week to their dream home that they bought six months prior

I’m lit (not like that)

Uhm, I think God wants me to use the amenities out here I’m paying for that I’ve never used

I don’t really want to get inside the chlorinated pool, but I wouldn’t mind hanging out on the lounge chairs, utilizing the gym, or pool table

There’s a grill or two outside

I have grilling stuff but I don’t have any meat to grill and they’re not giving it out for donations anymore and there’s some sort of man-made pandemic going on with livestock

The cost of meat is beyond my means

As a reminder, I’m trying to buy a house

And get out from under renting

I’m just tired of renting and then every 12345 years having to move somewhere else because of the neighbors being unruly

Body cams exist. Door cams. Car cams. Bush cams. Window cams. Mini cams. I’m gonna fucking catch you cams. And within the budget.

Neo, if you’re out there, I could use some help.


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Stockpile (micropoetry)

Stockpile heavenly treasures
Our poetry mixed together
Blood churned with endeavors
Math cannot measure…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m made of fine lines and wrinkles; poetry and some dimples. I guess I’m simple. 😌

Describe yourself in 4 words via a poem. New trend. Go! (Tag you’re it)

*I made this writing game up so keep it going.*

I’d like to start contributing to the writing community and this is baby steps OK

Thanks for checking out my blog, liking, commenting, or following!

More easy rhyme coming! 🐣


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Chariot (poetry)

They exchanged dreams
Connectivity
The way light beams
Flickering

And Simone
She is always happy
I guess I’m low
And feeling scrappy

Desire
Something to be wanted
Such satire
Only stick around to be haunted

The simulation’s broken
Hall of purgatory
I’m over hoping
Love’s the allegory

I’m faintly screaming
Maybe sick of dreaming
He’s quickly fleeing
Has no courage seeing

The devil and his tricks
Got riddle in the mix
Or crucifix
But truth conflicts

The starring role
Always narcissism
A faceless soul
Name him aphorism

He will never be forgiven…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

It’s full of propaganda but worth a rental.

The poem is completely inspired by the film (same title of the poem) but everyone will assume it is about YOU.


A silly rhyme 🤪

Apology is important
A frosted forest
God waited dormant
You’re here in orbit

The devil abhorrent
I’ve drawn a different portrait
I’ve got a new endorsement
Free shopping for my worship

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Still detoxing. My fuel tank light is on. I’m out of water. I’m on a 5 day undetox and then I’m starting bottle 2 & hitting it hard with the largest doses 3 times a day.

Broke in more ways than one. So God gave me a free year of shopping.

Which is cool, because I’m on a waitlist to get moved, even though I can’t afford any boxes currently.

I can’t repair the Mother Ship in a day.

Hierapolis (poetry/ spoken word)

I know your address
Home of Hierapolis
Gates of Hell is my guess!

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Raw & unedited freestyle

I don’t know if I pronounced it right, and it’s the middle of the night and I’m free-styling 😌

Too tired or lazy to check the paperback dictionary I have (Google confirmed I had it misspelled but I don’t trust Google)

I want a real English dictionary

Words are spells

I wanna learn some new ones that the CDC haven’t corrupted


The Great Void (poetry)

The Great Void
I’ve stood the edge
Gave humanity my hand
I have tried to help the damned
God has licked the wound where bled
And I stand near him unfledged

I peer the end
All nothingness
Not overjoyed
Not his to dress

I am the world
Though light is love
Taste amaroid
Like darkness tough

Fell through the rough
Found heaven’s grace
Have keys to gate
No name to face

I’ve stood the still
Frame by frame revealed
Lost my soul and will
Yet God is here….

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Coming full circle now ⭕️

We’re in God’s simulation. But we’re living inside the devil’s Matrix, it’s crumbling. Society is a cult. Guaranteed.

The Bible has been manipulated to worship false idols

God doesn’t want you to feel any shame

God wants you to win!

He already did!

Lu is dragging out his final moves! He knows he is through!

He’s a drowning man and wants to take you down with him!

Don’t comply!

Cast the devil out!

Tell him to leave your ship! Your words have power!!!!!

Wake up!!!!!

The Matrix has you!!!!

Knock knock!!!!

Stay in the light ⚡️🔆⚡️


A tongue to spit out the devil’s name (rhyming poetry)

Oh Worthless Shepherd
Don’t believe a single word
Words are just a spell or curse
Don’t belong in any herd

Oh Son of Destruction
Number one in corruption
Is it sin or seduction
Underneath what I’ve done

Oh Master of Intrigue
Teacher of fatigue
Say you don’t need me
As you lay bleeding

Oh Prince is Coming
Still first at running
Every face so cunning
Kick you out every morning

Oh Despicable Person
Only know to worsen
Hide behind a curtain
Minions every version

Oh Man of Lawlessness
No soul you do possess
Below no consciousness
You guessed I loved you less

Oh Abomination
Reduce the population
Then call it innovation
No room for variation

Oh Beast
It looks you’ve met defeat
My soul released
God has called me east

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

…but technically this is year 6615…

Did my nails stiletto gel fantasy blue

Recommend! For eating & grooming! 😌

Also did a coconut hair mask and smell like a delicious sweet treat

Thanks for checking out my blog and I hope you enjoyed my newest poem! Trying to get my voice back.

Still detoxing and casting the devil out… 😌

I know him by name. Do you?

And how many names of the devil do you know? Drop some he goes by below or tag me in a poem! ✍️


Optimism (micropoetry)

The label read, “Laudanum poison”
The world thought the devil was joking


She’s all gold and glitter
Stone cold and bitter


Does the Torah hold my death?
My life, my breath?


Everything comes with instructions
His math deductions
Not hoping for much then…


He has me figured out
I guess it’s true
We’re mirror images
Different versions of our truth


There’s something far more sinister out there;
And I know you say I’m ominous but I don’t care…


I want to like everything he does
But equally he makes me cuss


How far does light travel to reach darkness?
The depths of your hardness?


Maybe I forgot I asked a question
Maybe I wanna change destination


The lord is convicting me
Always inflicting thee

A drying desert road
The rose of Jericho

The house of hoping
The Mariana Trench of moping

Evolution is a bottleneck
Head first tho, what the heck?


Is the moon a satellite to find me tucked in your sky?


She begged, “come save me”
He replied, “it’s a definite maybe”

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I love him 🤨

A damn demon 🧐

Helps. In hell. 😑

Message to Lu