Best Ortega Poems
Slim gifted and black
Born and bred in Volta
Crawled from beneath no slack
One dream to be a better
Of who I was yesterday an update
Gone through the white the black
Still standing firm an upgrade
Against all odds maneuvering
All rough paths no staggering
Winter may come still no shivering
Got to fill some pockets hustling
Switching up the old style Trying
Some new moves Sherlock Holmes
Being strong and fearless a Khal
Afraid of nothing putting my all unsullides
Fighting to reach the heights I strive for
No way you can stop me a hostile take over
All by myself standing tall till its over
Shoutouts to friends and family
I appreciate the prayers and motivation
Am rising straight to the top
All my toil will not be in vain
For who God has given grace
No one can intervene
They can only interview
And I got to sit and View
From the 6 like am Drake
Oh yes am gonna make
It real big dude from Compton
Straight outta my own space
Dope and tantalizing a Phantom
Cruising unending a Rolls Royce
And i got dudes still figuring how to blow
I'm'a be a king not just of the north Jon Snow
Iron throne not my destination either bro
Taking over hong kong to Oklahoma in a Row
Serving my Empire like a Buffet Warren
Changing the game Amancio Ortega
Undisputed Staying atop Bill Gates
Setting the rules' making a name Lannister
Blaise
Categories:
ortega, art,
Form:
Rhyme
I am your master.
A glorious disaster,
Your beast on string
A crippling disaster
You are my puppet,
my prisoner...my slave.
Your decaying brittle bones beneath shallow frozen graves...
And NO
...I can’t explain it,
Its just a surge
...It’s an urge.
It’s the beast within me.
My instinct to purge....
Ahhh yes...
I taste it,
I’m obsessed...
your praying to your faith...
For a better place to rest?
...yet? So noisy!
The voices Schizophrenic in my brain. My thoughts are cluttered I’m a mess, Twisted & deranged
.... Riddle me this?
Is it cold and scary when your dying all alone?
Should we set your name in dirt Or cast into stone?
I know exactly what your thinking
.....inside your scattered head,
Your probably wishing right about now You were already ing dead...
Your face will be spread Across the 6 0clock news ,
And with all the havoc and panic
I’ll drop em some clues.
But still I’ll up their tormented heads Leaves questions un answered Leaves answers unsaid....
And While I’m digging your hole dropping you deep in the ground
I’ll shovel real deep...7 feet
So you’ll never be found.
And time will go by,
Your missing face on a poster,
Your lifeless body will be Lost and never found!!!
Just the spirit of your ghost.
Rotting 7 feet under the ing ground!!!!!!!!!
BY; SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE. {11~13~19}
Categories:
ortega, evil,
Form:
ABC
Harsh words,
And violent blows,
Hidden secrets nobody Knows,
Eyes are open,
Hands are fisted.
Deep inside I'm Warped And Twisted.
So many tricks,
And so many lies.
Too many whens,
And too many whys.
Nobody's special,
Nobody's gifted.
I'm just me,
Warped and Twisted.
Sleeping awake
And choking on a dream,
Listening loudly to a silent Scream.
Call my mind,
The number's unlisted.
Lost in someone,
I'm so,
Warped and Twisted.
On my knees,
alive but Dead.
Look at the invisible blood I've bled
I'm not gone,
My mind has drifted.
Don't expect much,
I'm Warped and Twisted
Burnt out,
Wasted,
Empty,
And hollow.
Today's just yesterday's Tomorrow's.
The sun died out,
The ashes sifted
I'm still here,
Warped and Twisted...
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS ORTEGA-ZELE (1-30-20)
Categories:
ortega, dark,
Form:
ABC
Still being drank all throughout whatever heat of the day.
Like the boxcar Children Daniel Boon and Nancy Drew being read to the little ones,
Credences' Have You Ever Seen the Rain, and Fleetwood Mack's Songbird, along with a little
Fernando Ortega Nearer My God To Thee, the Braveheart theme along with Eric Clapton's
Tears in Heaven God bless him and warm prayers for Him and his wife playing in the
background to tuck us and all into bed in the evening.
As my wife and I and children laugh yes their smiles filling Her and me with joy riding
high under the moonlight as the new soft evening breezes blowing away teary eyes...
sniffling noses. The stars ascending high up in their joy I know rest even higher in their
hearts. The Sun lying down in the sky auburn clouds rising up to be kissing it floating by
as the many fowl fly touch down again only to climb to new heights to do it all again, the
next day.
And as the Mantis does have the heart to pray and as gentle winds provide the earth just
enough hope to blow the leaves each fall off the trees, shrubs pines and vines. Taken in
by the light, as I think of the Sun... . As the little honey humble bumble be bumbles on
by-here-along-beside-me ... . The mere fact is even as I try I know, purple flowers ocean
tides in-there-fullest of sway... and gravity - in the brevity as I write... and as though
I may try... and can spin a yarn of lines, I guess, as they are far greater these things -
being of God I cannot paint such beauty nor reality, truth... what goodness He radiates
such as this, the very wonder of these-things.
Yes, these are His things I believe of the many, benignity ... .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AscPOozwYA8
Categories:
ortega, inspirationalgod, wife, children, god,
Form:
Prose Poetry
In this dark cage of Lies,
I'm dangerously trapped inside.
The butterflies have flown away,
No longer does this soul sway.
Anger, Pains, Hatred,
Now my heart is left damaged.
Deception, Betrayal, Lies were thrust upon,
Still a mask of happiness I put on.
Agony, Depression, Insanity I try to hide,
All the blames are killing me inside.
Lying dead I stare at the gleaming stars,
Trapped inside my mind's prison bars.
By the chains of failure I'm suffocating,
Yet trying to cope up with pains so excruciating.
Do you know what happens when I'm insane ?
The Demon takes over my body and eats up my brain.
A Demon so vicious and crazy,
Harms this body till my soul gets hazy.
Trapped inside this body that doesn't reel,
Imprisoned here against my will.
No choice my own,
I see people they frown.
Drowning in a darkness of deep despair,
Believing the lies I hear,
And seeing truths not there.
Bring me to the surface,
Give me air to breathe so solace.
Let me see the morrow,
Upon my broken dreams so sorrow.
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE
(2-3-20)
Categories:
ortega, dark,
Form:
ABC
On the side of an old building
On a storefront wall
There is a narrative painting
Of young Icarus' fall
Angels now visible are blowing
A trumpet of blue light
And the Bronx soul here longing
While wax melt into night.
His name was Ortega, street wise
And still beloved, he died
In a cargo of bullets and noise
Emptied in his side
In the mural there is a candle
Flowers on a cross
Holy things that he did not handle
Being black has a cost.
But the painter is a prophet
And his cold vision tell
The world is at its sunset
And the ghetto is a hell.
The flowers fade on many walls
Silence answer now our calls.
Categories:
ortega, black african american, death,
Form:
Verse
I TURN TO DARKNESS...
When tensions in the mind push splinters through my soul And into strangers ears I pour my woes.. When grief and sorrow shudder thriough my walls. And whether all is lost I cannot tell When what is in or out i cannot figure out When fantasy and dream become confused. When spears of agony are felt to maim each cell. When sensibility is utterly bemused. . in whom am i to trust wills to fail For what is said was love a mere desire. Now pain and disappointment makes me week and frail; With torment know this lover was a liar. Then, having lost all other means to live, i turn to darkness where my consolation is. No more wanting to live...
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE (4-1-20)
Categories:
ortega, suicide,
Form:
ABC
I often find myself alone,
In dark thoughts of my grey tombstone-
I am silent in my own dark solitude,
Drowning in my own loneliness,
The spirits of the dead,
Who stood in life before me,
Are again in death.
I feel there presents surrounding me,
Their shadows overtaking me,
I need not be still,
For i am not alone now in my deep dark misery,
My own personal ing hell...
The dark of night creeping apon me,
The stars above so bright,
As they give light to where my body has been put to rest,
Six feet under the ground.
Are the Angels above me,
Looking down apon me???
Will they cast out all these demons with in me???
Will they take me to the heavens above me?
Or will i sink deeper and deeper into my own lonely dark personal ing hell???
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE (7-22-19)
Categories:
ortega, how i feel,
Form:
ABC
After surviving a walk through fire there is little else that can burn around me for I am free and it is very hard to upset me for I've been to Hell and back and close to Heaven's doors as well there is very little in this life that surprises me you all think you can beat me but obviously you don't know me for I have seen things and experience things and done things that people can't even fathom within their worst of worst nightmares for this is my life the life I live the life that made me so go ahead and try me you will not succeed!!!!!!!!!
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE
MARCH 13,2020
Categories:
ortega, me,
Form:
ABC
Mince Munseun and Anais Zonte' Dider
Of "Soothing Grooves" Used the
"Audacity Fix" to thrash
The Nepheliums with there manager
Dick Maddox
"Bassy" "The Axe" Kualmurphy
Lucked up with a win over
"Minnesota " Enos Eyecandy
"Spiteful"Spike Soothinjour won
Over the Wolves of Winnipeg
Using a full Nelson to make
Criss Jaw bone submitt
Soothenjours partner sat at
Ringside muzzled and chained
Due to the stipulation, making it
One against to.
"Triffling" Tripe Gulbouis v.s.
Brudda Hollis Bindwinder
Never materialized as Tripe
Was attracts before the bell and
And thrown into the audience
Where four masked men
Bested him. Boxer " Humper" Ric Dais
and wrestler Valdise Ortega came to
His aid. They grabbed the mask of
One of the masked quads revealing
Big Basil Bandez, causing a near riot
As Bandez is a member of the
Championship committee.
The main event saw
Newcomer Kip "Pretty Boy" Hossendale
Beat Contenders Champion Chatt Steamboat
In a. Scientific bout that had the fans on
There feet. Hossendale wins the title.
Categories:
ortega, engagement, music, perspective, slam,
Form:
Ballade
The day you died you took me with you,
The way you lied shook me black and blue.
The sorrow you felt, I sure felt it too,
Are tomorrow dreams won’t come true.
All the good hello's turned into dying goodbye's,
All the sorrows burned holes into my dying eyes.
You thought you were so sly, but I always knew,
You fought so hard to die and knew I needed you.
Depressing mornings and nights of pure hell,
Horrible memories and unforgettable images,
Of the night which you fell.
Deprivation of your soul saving wonder,
Trepidation of your whole wavering thunder.
Heavy-hearted moments will forever be burned with in my darkened weeping soul.
Broken-hearted and left in this cruel world all alone.
Unheard thoughts engraved in my ugly soul,
I feel as if I'm loosing all control.
Forgiveness with a burden,
Forever i will hold.
Bleeding and burning and
living and dying....
Needing and turning and
giving and crying....
I try to smile but I'm afraid I've forgotten how,
Even in my dreams the angels they do weep...
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE (1-29-20)
Categories:
ortega, death,
Form:
ABC
I truly believe that I was only created, just to feel nothing but heartache darkness and gut wrenching unbearable pain and sadness only to be ing destroyed!!!!!!!!
I am an unbearable chaotic ing mess of dark demented unthinkable thoughts my thoughts make other people's nightmares look like muther ing sugar roses and God dam lollyingpops!!!!
And when this destructive horrendous darkness comes it pours through me turning everything dark sad and black
I'm going insane the pain I feel for him cuts through me like a ing knife to a ing vein.
Sometimes I think this horrible pain deep inside me is just a horrendous nightmare but then reality snaps back in and I realize I'm not asleep!!!
I am completely ing lost going insane with no ing hope of ever being ing ing found!!!!!!
I've been left for dead my heart he did rip ever ungentle out of my barely breathing ing chest my soul and spirit he did ing destroye
OH, ING WELL!!!
IT'S NOT LIKE ANYONE GIVES A .
THERE IS A HORRIBLE UNBEARABLE PAIN IN MY CHEST WHERE MY HEART USE TO BE,
BEFORE HE STOLE IT AND ripped IT OUT OF ME!!!
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE (6-14-20)
Categories:
ortega, heartbroken,
Form:
ABC
J-ust
U-pend
D-istress
Y-ou
A-lways
N-egate
N-ullifying
O-r
R-elieving
T-he
E-motional
G-rief
A-ctually
Topic: Birthday of Judy Ann Ortega (February 27)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
ortega, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
BEHIND THE SMILE
Just another sinking tear
In this river full of pain
Racing fast to nowhere
A world that's gone insane
Forced to live without you
Teased by fool's romance
But it's alright you'll never know
I'm living dead but I don't show
Empty words and hollow eyes
Behind the smile I hide my lies
Everyone has the answer
None of them are right
The blind lead the blind
Pretending to have sight
Love is such a cruel illusion
A distracting fool's delight.
Handcuffed by our society
Scorned to a watery grave
Drowning in a sea of lonely
And too far gone to save...
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE
(2-1-20)
Categories:
ortega, dark,
Form:
ABC
My life is no longer my own
Controlled by forces out of my control
Why did he hurt me, why did he cheat.
I break down and cry...
So many tears...so many tears.
I yell why me, why again, please tell me
All I hear is silence and the lightly blowing wind.
I dream of a place high and far away
A place where peace lives
Where hurt cannot touch me.
Tired of this life..death I embrace...
Weak you think me
Strong you think of you
You speak as though you have lived my tribulations..
And experienced what I've been through.
I am not weak, I am stronger then you.
I embrace the darkness
Hunger for the feel of deaths kiss
Knowing peace will soon be mine atlast.
You on the other hand, cry and mourn in self pity and fear
When your death is advancing near, soon to come to pass.
My only fear the only one... can God forgive me..can He understand,
I do not wish to disobey him and commit mortal sin
I hope He can understand this pain this sadness of this life
It's just to much for me to live.
Years of pain, millions of tears
One weight to many on my shoulders to bear
I am ready to pass over to whatever place lies beyond
Darkness envelopes me, my body still and so very cold
From above I see myself, I smile
I say rest is now mine, pain is no more... love is no more!!!
BY:SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE
(2-2-20)
Categories:
ortega, anger,
Form:
ABC