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Words that can't be expressed without flaw
pain thats hard to withdraw
life living in a adolescent stricken nightmare
writing your hand into intensive care
taking foes that are PG there
showing them ways of the mind that leads them with glare
a blank stare to the words that are sinking
the parents that are incompatible and fail to admit it
a step father scorn over jealousy from his step sons notes
a mother born with not a bit of spiritual quotes
suicidal notes all over the place
tears that acquire a delicious taste
the room moving at a slow like pace
your weight is going downward and your heart race
dianosed with a disease unheard of
missing the taste of food you grew proud of
can't afford to miss a dosage to cure the pain
lonely nights as tears become rain
leaving the one you love for the one you love more
finding out the one you love more is the one you love less
and the one you love is turns into a ghost haunting your mindset
writers block when things go good
there when your things become gray and you're misunderstood
keep it going
pain thats hard to withdraw
life living in a adolescent stricken nightmare
writing your hand into intensive care
taking foes that are PG there
showing them ways of the mind that leads them with glare
a blank stare to the words that are sinking
the parents that are incompatible and fail to admit it
a step father scorn over jealousy from his step sons notes
a mother born with not a bit of spiritual quotes
suicidal notes all over the place
tears that acquire a delicious taste
the room moving at a slow like pace
your weight is going downward and your heart race
dianosed with a disease unheard of
missing the taste of food you grew proud of
can't afford to miss a dosage to cure the pain
lonely nights as tears become rain
leaving the one you love for the one you love more
finding out the one you love more is the one you love less
and the one you love is turns into a ghost haunting your mindset
writers block when things go good
there when your things become gray and you're misunderstood
keep it going
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REAL_POETICAL wrote: »leaving the one you love for the one you love more
finding out the one you love more is the one you love less
and the one you love is turns into a ghost haunting your mindset
? I love these lines!
i got you
POETRY IS....
my addiction
I'm sick with it
sometimes I dont have it but I stick with it hoping to write myself miles away from this block
POETRY IS
hip hop
POETRY IS
my flip flops flappin in the wind as my earphones bump southernplaylistic
or some Wu-Tang Clan
rhymes sneak along with the whispers that whisk through the slits between my teeth
POETRY IS
my mindstate
poetry may seem like suicidal notes in my computers top right hand drawer written down on post it notes
like "I don't wanna live more, knockin on deaths door, but theres no answer"
the angel of death is my private dancer
but shes slippin me tips on how to ? myself faster
i listen
...cuz that ? is THICK
POETRY IS
a ? up day
jotted down on a page with rage against the machine
like your mad at the pen and you wanna see it bleed ink
rippin the notebook apart like thats gonna change the way you think
like the government is actually gonna read
you writing a million lines of ? BP like Bart Simpson's chalkboard
POETRY IS
my escape when I'm bored
I'll write about anything , I'm aboard
POETRY IS
my imagination running wild like I carry a 44
like Hacksaw and his mighty board
POETRY has my mind sore
my mind soars and rhymes explore the deep jungle of my mind
my mind is forced to write and have every action followed by millions like its Tigers' course
POETRY IS
listening to Recovery and Bar Exam 3
I was ? up and failed the first 2 times
no A's, B's, C's, D's,F's
All I got was Z's
I'm lying, I wasn't asleep, I was wide awake
the Poetry on these tapes is amazing
POETRY IS
my explanation of my life
my intervention of my life
my education about my life
my vacation from my life
my temptations from my life
my contemplations to end my life
POETRY IS
my outlet that I stuck my pencil in and crazy ass stories bled out my ears
on to a page of "Dear John" letters that I'm writing myself
because I'm alone
and POETRY IS
my only friend -
Poetry is
An expression of self
when only words can express how ya felt
Its the morning and the night
the dawn and the dusk
Its for the ones that you love
and the broads that you ?
It brings calm to many
brings the pleasure when the pain is too much
Its my form of story tellin
the tone I selected
The right words to tell her the moment I exit
Its the rain and the storm
both a gift and a curse
It brings out pain from before
that tore through like wind liftin the earth
Its my family, my love, my wisdom and knowledge
Itll still be when my kids get in college
forever, infinity, for always you know this
It clears the path when hallways aint focused
Repeats hopeless, happy, desperate times
Excedes potions, clapping, necklace shines
Far from materialistic but on some slickness
Words flow smoothly like water under the bridges
Now can I get a witness?
Yes poetry is, my story, your life, our words
It starts in the center then spreads outwards
Meaning, it reach everyone wether they listen or not
Cause I preach my gospel to the world not just a listenin block. -
Man ya'll is killing it! all of ya'll had some good stanzas.. props to that..
So lemme dabble with this..
Poetry is my everything
like lilacs that bloom in spring,
a husband but me with no ring.
It's my quick fix for what i fiend
like herion going in your vien,
its here when I"m screaming in vain
its there when nothing's contained
and listens to all my blames,
ressurecting my soul that once burned in flames
expressing the things that once clinged
im not talking of the bling
im talking of the stuff i've seen,
i've experinced, perhaps my concerns
or the worlds discerns.
Poetry is epic,
verses of dialouge with intent
words that can be conversed,
rehearsed or dispersed
in fact reversed.
Poetry is my therapy
letting my words flow like flowtry
a life of my registry
perhaps this is my ecstasy
a pen and paper with some hennesey.
Yea this me spittin solo
busting hard like the riffle
better go get your bible
and recite the verses
reading my words making you go loco
braced for critiques like stucco
shoulda known that name,
instead of waiting for answers
see im sick of this cancer
making ya'll feel ill while tryna deal wit it
now just be still with it, not stale with it
im like uggh this is what's poetry
drop a dolla bill
and I tell a true story
of the kills
or tryna eat another meal
can ya'll feel for real
or ya'll lost your feel
forget the industry deals
i rather stay in these heels
and keep writing an making ya'll feel
cause Im in love with what poetry is..
Yo, that ? was off the top of my mind, i didn't get a chance to write it out, i typed as my thoughts was venting. -
Epic...epic stuff i'm seeing in this thread....keep it going yall
poetry is...
the fling i found at the mall the other day
about to make whoopie and brag all day
to my boys about how much this jawn is bad
intellectual and has a old school persona
new school if she wants to be
maybe i'm falling but not just yet...maybe eventually
to the crib we go and shes sitting legs crossed
telling me its all on you on how you do me
she started saying things that made my spirit roam smoothly
"just vent and tell me your every moments"
i don't know what to say towards her like ? in the mist of flesh
a hidden glow upon a gem she resembles
my eyes grew watery and my heart open upon thee
shes the epitome of what true love brings
i think i wanna marry her but i'm afraid she don't see the same thing
all i know is she reads me and proceeds to say yes
only if you are real and not like the the rest
launch your anger upon my thighs
? me with your love and never trick my mind
give me words that could express your true honest feelings
don't forsake me for its I that's your personal healing
look at me as your get out of jail free card before a incident occurs
the voice within the keys stopping you from losing it
the kiss that settles your thoughts of self disapproval
the motivation to spread knowledge to those that need it
together we are one and you are the secret
to keeping me fresh and pure for those to explore the remedy
of what you brew with my help and pure beauty
enough of the pillow talk baby just do me
make love with your hands and ? me with your mind
so the ? will have a perfect design -
Yo, that ? was off the top of my mind, i didn't get a chance to write it out, i typed as my thoughts was venting.
thats what we're tryin to make this BODY SLAM be-just off the top, get off that writers block that youre on and join in
good read though -i know its outta your comfort zone but im diggin it -
thats what we're tryin to make this BODY SLAM be-just off the top, get off that writers block that youre on and join in
good read though -i know its outta your comfort zone but im diggin it
Thanks for assuring me VSOP!
I'm diggin this vibe, because writters block is ehhh..plus I think this will help me with delivery as well and just improve to spit off the top..
Thanks! -
poetry is yin and yang
overrated and unappreciated
one minute you write five lines
the next you a poet
its a shame and unappropriated
unrelated to my eyes
15 years of perfection to be defeated by disguise
youngins typing, writing and inspired but why
could it be self importance or trying to fit in
break out or breaking your own persona
to open doors towards something new
only to see that poetry isn't you
so end the writing and be true to you
because poetry is the epitome of through and thru
not defined for the espresso crowd of few -
Poetry is...
Like the object of my affection
striving for a simple perfection
its brings up many attention
did I forget to mention,
i rocked poetry the other night
it felt like i was on some plight
see I'm just tryna see the light
And let free like kites.
Poetry is the essence of my presence
An essential piece of my plesantries
poetry is like the plumeria tree,
that only grows on the islands of Hawaii
Somewhere in Kauai or Maui
Poetry is like the sound of ukelee
Hyming the song "over the rainbow"
Poetry is poetry and I'm in love with it...
