The Official Poetry Thread

Sanity

" If the processes where not in their order, all amongst would be bewildered so they speak, what victoriosly dominated for only it is its own works, many develope so progress, what else shall they need when have got everything, deaths own truth revealed itself, not many can claim to have experienced, for thats not happened to you, and have not taken part, all its tears fade with the morning light, that generates in its own darkness, humblest of all its kind, survivers of its being, it does not support any, that it was made for, but has effects on much of creation, and its there, all must take to it ahead to bring its end".

Comments


" When another was silly others did not have time to wait and see how silly you thought you where, some predictions left to instinct, summoned for anothers return, confrontations expected accorded to the remittance meant, was there any purpose to escape, what others knew, faults continued till one was known, with every move set by the averages, volumes loud upon heavy notes, distant facts unfolded amongst the inhabitance, seemed to drag on with not witnessed effective loss, through the active modes once related before".

Offsprings


" Yes all has come out, at least came through true at the first than later on, showing consideration for was the cycle of all creating harmony, thus can appreciate yet had been an experiment, with shoulders turning, traveling within natures might, it was just awsome, yes days that changed what was to occur was too late with other things vast and past, there were not to relate, a game which had lasted for so long, females with flirteous patterns, both seemed to try too much, seeking to discover who got caught first, a terrible matchless, now can proceed on as the gradual cycles of all things, having to keep within decipline with reality taken passed that should have been done, somethings thought resembled as the real influence of the process, had to place what was before to history, would not extend any further for had come to its area,trying to make another experience the purpose of use, yet was for providence, as could be able to prevail deep beyond with balance that is in flow, soon to be forgotten, those that are in their passage in quest to find what they seek, yes humans went on for so many days, life was of its own, creation of heavens will to be cultivated yet seemed no problem so went and searched for another being".

Departures


" As one changed their moods, just to develop the proper atmosphere, so one can take advantage, yet lately have experienced most of all, these give the most complete view, its plain truth is natural, the process takes, that is to make place at that moment, those that shamefully did, now there was circumstance, others only stare, and remains in those possession of it, many use the best they have around, proved in their coverence, the others don't know, continued as planned, but had changed were not concerned, now chains of thoughts rattle to their beloved deathly process, it took in its finest way, for was its own gentle skill, which was rememberable".

like the blood from heart

plug brain water stain to claim

character conscience

for the sword that cuts

either from or neither nor

end compass what abhor

being dirt unworth

offering to be cohort

a mud slide abort

knowing not body

while embody met alchemy

in body of wisdom

taking salt grain

to wrath paired with fury ness

leaves bliss mix bless

a board of chess

analyst stress and what press

holies of mind chest

pitted trove treasured

for stay clean match to be fresh

life's stream flow measured

How can you justify the ways of your religion
When my god tells me that killing is forbidden
Just think of this position, making that decision
I’m having this vision of a religious collision

My minds full of hate, nobody can contemplate
This template in my brain that I can’t translate
When all you want to do devastate not legislate
Against the violence’s suicide bombers instigate

Investigate why most of us were against the war
Yet you tore out hearts when you stained the floors
Skies painted crimson our innocents was the reason
The thing that makes my blood boil was the treason
Gave you a home when you were exiled for your own
Yet you come to America to blow holes in our domes

scenes picture frames we've seen the same
across the global pane concrete is stained
another body lay slain blame the dope game
cold nights and cold shame cold heights and cold rain
blown pipes spring leaks blown brainstems seap
sharp shooter aims for the heart or brain
dogs trained to maim who's to blame??
faces red stained from the night train
hoisted into the pits of hell with a crane....

GuardianOne has darts.
publish it if you haven't already.

Testimonies


" Explanations caused the effect in mind, often disposed with reluctant forces, even the claimed did not return, nor the proper exposure to reflect upon, how far had africans gone, there were visions as desperate ones tried, yet all was ordained, through impressions the gifts reduced, and mortal experiences which led toward indepth research, begotten lists for the make belief, went other ways to strive, though situated positions within an inbalance, what most wanted known, just a glimpse to achieve its worth".

Thanks K.E.G and keep to the good work, also White N Dangerous and nut_end keep up the good work. Bigben....
K.E.G yah I'll publish it in my music (thanx for your concern)
Peace
PS: And everyone that's here in the temple (and this thread). Keep posting

Stance

" Other communications placed to retain the normal positions, those involved attained what many had not expected, was able to apprehend the gradual presence, difficult methods sustainable toward few, with the actions made if concerned, witnessed occasions reclaim the conditions subdued, often expelled when had no interest, death repeated its works, tampered pressures layed delegates for supposed reason, while the match contained its centre, definitions exposed taboos left from the ancients, how observations continued, than common lapses which meant little, or effects that where taken for granted, situations soon returned to give their purpose, though did not need to get involved nor show our personal achievement, had been shown what occured, teachings came in various forms, heard measures became obsolete, whilst the audience could not differ, protests always maintained the way to penetrate, yet most tried to witness and pertain its passage".

'iight, lemmi do my thang thang right here 4uall..


Searchin' for answers, on better livin' standards/stranded, in barron lands with plans of advancement.
Start from scratch, knapsacks' packed with scraps/black track the planet, prepared for the traps.
Mad corrupution and greed, women, wealth, wheels and weed/killers, pimps, hustlers and thieves.
Hellbound, spellbound, countdown to meltdown/mass crowds surrounded in clouds, 'suphagus drowned.
Crippled with fear, scared, riddled with tears/your screamin' inside so aint nobody can hear you.
...So do the knowledge and grip, clench yo fists'/resist the clutch n gettin' caught in the mix
Cos' its warfare, raw flair, best wait for the all clear/ain no point in spillin' blood all over your sportsgear.
So let a nigga relax, im loungin'/shit its all i can do up in this public housin'

i understoof from age five to be a man was to strive
although that thought was inate before i was alive
from birth destined to own the earth only at my will
but struggled through life times a stomach try to fill
but to reach the hill is to be cream of the crop
you'll fall many times before you reach the top

i understood from age five that a 'dream must not be defered'
expectation must remain high and never be detered
i dint hear this from a grape vines althoug i thought it was inate
that from birth i'll be a great mind and on flows i'll contemplate
never hate just dislike but try all that u havent its experience
wisdom is gained from learnin among other ingredients

cause i understood from age five that one plus one is two
i dint know that from brith but inate was the clue

what seems good is bad
what seems bad is good
rich kid wants to look poor to fit in
poor kid wants to look rich to get chics
chic with no tits wants teh fake ones
girl with big tits wants a reduction
skinny lady wants a big ass
lady with huge ass wants lypo
shits is backwards, want what u cant have
and what u can have u dont want
spend your whole life searching for that special one
when u find her, bang her and leave her, thats dumb

ever day has a new dawn..
ever thought has a new song..
they continue on like the day is long..
trying to get my head strong..
trying to get where i belong..
smiles to the ones who live on
respects to the ones already gone..
moon to sun the earthly rotation.
divided..by lines called are nations.
fueled by hate with are race son..
heavily armed to erase some..
dont want to look above seeing were done.
hit by missles i dont want to look above..
i show love and stay grounded..
giving respects when i pound it.
now lets get back to sound bits..
of the lyrically astounded..
the music gets me bounded
the rhythm gets me drownded.
thank god i found it..
love to all ..and the soldiers who fall..