Alfred Cosme
I write as a hobby. Mostly as hobby to pass time. I do a lot of reading and research and formulate theories, history, and more. I love the writing process and also always have been a poet. I write a lot of poetry✌🏼❤️
Poem 3
Love from hell fire. Tired of fake people that show you love in your face but behind your back they really trying to take your place, or just straight hate. But fate gave me the upper hand to see and understand,every vibe around me while all are blind, I can see, behind the curtain,that you want this real MF to be hurting. For real your own brother will do you dirty if you don't stay woken, so listen to every word spoken. Because your friends will sneak diss or act like they was joking. But they dead serious and curious, on how you move the way you do, but they don't have a clue. They are nothing but clowns that's why I don't be around I just roll solo,cause if they see you doing good they on you like flies stuck to a rollo. Trying to ride your wave like they a surfer, that's when you turn to a shark and bite until every nerve hurt, on these pathetic perverts. They be 30 to 73 trying bag little girls that's 13. That shit bring me to the extreme,cause I got 3 sisters on my team. Thats why if I catch a weirdo spitting to either, they going feel the ether. Like N did J in stillmatic I’m going to show them straight madness,straight turn savage and kill them with the ox or the heat, cause you know when I pull out you don't want no beef. So stay in your lane because I ain't playin when it come to me or the fam. Fuck the glam and the flossing, I'm trying stack chips until I'm bossing, swimming in my money like I was Scrooge Mcduck so I don't give a fuck, you come for mine your ass better duck, cause I fly higher then launchpad mcquack when I'm ready to bomb and attack. But this ain't duck tale or a cartoon. I beat bafoons until they half past death, and then come back around and make sure nothing left. Not you or your crew or the goons you call fam,cause I straight drop bombs like I was from Sudan, or Iraq when I attack and get on beast mode, with a wave of the glock I make many MF’s fold. From a youngin I was told fear no man throw hands or swing swords like Conan, and if they got the ratchet in hand fall back wait for the time you have the upper hand. Them people don't understand I was trained by the old school and the OG's cause they seen the man and the boss I could be. That's why I say fuck the streets I rather stay home and eat. Cause I get it by any means while they posting memes, I’m getting this bread but I never let it go to my head, I stay humble like K said. Flashy guys get the attention but forget to mention they the first to get blast for they shit like red dead redemption. Pay attention to these lines I'm giving you, so you have a clue who with it, and who trying to split your wig, because they who you roll with be the first to snap like a twig. Also I admit I'm a rookie but in this rap poem shit, but my knowledge make me hotter than dog shit.That I can teach you a thing or two about the rules, and regulations cause shit ain't a game this ain't PlayStation my G, keep your eyes on your prize and watch your back cause they will surprise when they want your demise. You have be ready for everything and anything because death could be waiting with his sickle to take you to the land of the dead and that shit don't tickle. Have you screaming Lord save me but they ain't no answer cause the life you live is worst than cancer, so take note now and begin a fresh chapter before all you hear are the demons laughter, when you in the hell fire that inferno that melt your skin off like you seen the lost ark and didn't close your eyes and now your blood boiling until your demise so look in my eyes and see I spit straight truth,wether I'm in the house,the hood or the fucking booth. So what you going to do, shoot the messenger or accept the damn truth, that them same guys you run with will turn on you real quick, when it come to the root of all evil that all mighty dollar, they will set you up and spank you like your father. Do I need to go farther to get it in your head that for the right amount of bread you own family will want you dead. This shit has been for told,many times starting from hundreds of years ago. Like Julius Ceaser was killed by his own fam,the senate, and the those on his right hand. So try to understand every man ain't your friend or dude, even if they part of your crew cause once you doing better than them that's when that family and that friendship shit end. They start to pretend and fake smile and dab but they just plotting and waiting to snatch up what you have. So stay woken even with the ones you be smoking, because they'd be quick to slit your throat wide open. Leave you gushing in the same spot where loyalty was spoken. Need I say more is your eyes and ears open. Or do I need to tell you once again stay woken. Aware of all of you dare. As once you do open your eyes you’ll see the truth of the fake love that is there...
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Poets
Poem 5
This is not optional everyday is an obstacle trying get that bag while staying legal as possible. Now a days even the Internet feds be watching you.
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Poets
Poem 4
I don't have no time to be wasting, a young dude but I'm aging, mind just racing, speed 186,000 miles per second. So don't have no time for regretting, I'm accepting every move good or bad as a lesson. Keep it pushing until I'm on top of this shit, stacks upon stacks and all that shit legit. Hot off the presses, have them girls shaken off they dresses. Do you get the message. Balling want to be balling, big hitter with the maybach shot calling. And I hear it calling, so past me the cell so I can cast a spell make the world my hell. Oh I mean playground as I play around with the masses asses dancing to the bass’s , I really want to have this. Dream of a singer a dancer a artist. Just need some money to start this. What can a man do I this new world which is untrue, unbelievable, inconceivable, how can one make it, without having to fake it or break it. Any laws I mean stay clean no dirt in the streets. That life is for the weak. My life is a legacy a legend in the making the lion becoming king you’ll see. Just follow me on my adventure, I promise you pain and pleasure as I search for purpose and my true treasure.
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Poets
Poem 2
I really am so completely aware and knowing of all, I just play dumb and let theem do them, dumb. I'm focused on me and my fam. As long as it don't interfere or get in my lane my way, I'm cool maintaining by any means. People don't realize how hard you riding for them until you stop for a minute. Because they quickly forget all you have done for them when they start eating a little. But it's all good not bragging, but I get in a day what take them weeks to get. So don't matter if you see me laid up chilling doing nothing days at a time, because in the end I get mines, always have and always will. Don't worry though your bridges aren't burnt with me, I'm above that and in time you will see how I have been the bigger person always rising above all and remaining the loving caring I got you, anytime person to call. The what I have, you have, guy I always been when it came to my people, my circle, who dwelt within. So do you, live and prosper, but learn on the way up do right by all because you never know when your on you way back down. Just being real, so stay positive and don’t make any negative deals or sounds.✌🏼❤️
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Poets
Poem
I have always reached for the stars and burnt in the sun, it's a pattern a trigger that's not just begun. I make it to the top to free fall down, how can I turn this aspect of life around. Do I settle for less and make my goals lower, stop speed racing through life and drive a little slower. Or do I bounce back up and higher then I have fallen, and pass the eagles on the way up soaring.
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Poets
In the Time of Pangea
What if many epochs ago we were super advanced beings? What if outside forces came and changed that? What is our true origin and our true abilities?
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Futurism
Magic and Ancient Civilizations
Magic and Ancient Civilizations... did they have a lost ancient form of physics science they used? When we think of magic today, we picture magicians on stage with their top hat 🎩 and wand. Performing illusions but not real magic. What if the ancients for example the Ancient Egyptians or Ancient Druids, practiced real magic? But what if this magic wasn’t really magic at all but an advanced form of physics or quantum physics? What if they knew how to alter reality and matter? How do you say, through the practice of vibrations and frequencies. As science has discovered all is frequency and vibrations, we are how we are and matter is how it is due to its frequency and vibrations of the atoms that create it or us. So what if they had a secret sacred science which they used acoustics or certain frequencies and vibrations to alter reality or matter? For example changing the frequency and vibrations of a giant stone into that of a feather, now that stone can be moved and placed anywhere by anyone.
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Futurism
Akhenaten
One of the Pharaohs Ancient Egypt tried to erase from history, if not for his descendant Tut the world renown found pharaoh fully intact. But that’s another topic altogether. Back to Akhenaten, he ruled from 1351-1334BC, before the fifth year of his reign he was known as Amenhotep IV. He was the tenth ruler of the Eighteenth Dynasty. His predecessor Amenhotep III, his successor Smenkhkare. He was unlike any other Pharaoh, especially in his depiction. Other pharaoh’s depicted themselves very masculine with a muscle build body. But Akhenaten had himself depicted in statues , carvings, and paintings as he was a tall long face, elongated skull, feminine bottle shape body with wide thick hips as well as a pot belly and huge eyes. He looked like a hybrid of human and something else. Or maybe descendant of Atlantean.
Alfred CosmePublished 3 months ago in Futurism
