The Official Poetry Thread

Aspire


" Discriptive hearts when got caught at that which gave no part, plus those solemnly forgotten, distant facts where led others toward distruction, methods thought now unable to be recalled, the types that expressed, how far had it gained, as all it seemed only a dream, whilst the stream adapted to its habitual form, them lost not remembered, what helped sustained the begotten, mentioned remorses caused little effect to progressive tones, unbalanced notions rear and involved in action as stored, after marriages a female had sex with the one allowed, and before performed intercourse with the ones that wanted, just to be brought to point, while many miss what could have been real, not known of rapid strides, with humanities success, granted facts which gave treatments to certain kinds in society, though trends shared their half, out placed occasions which retaliated in norm, those that heard, now soon relinquished".

The death of the reciprocal/
I reach a pinnacle of imbecile/
A few years ago, and I mean in the literal/
Was pitiful, in mythical proportions/
Knowing the eventual residual emotions/
That would erode my soul in slow torment/
Boughs disposed my ambition from my reason/
To every event there is a time and is a season/
Chronologically I logically needed lesions/
Legions of reason, ta bleed ink in, a better harvest season/
Treason against Him, but the heathen within refused to repent/
And my soul’s slow roll to the black hole wouldn’t relent/
I prayed to men, not the Lord and Saviour of them/

It was the money, since cents made sense/
In a life where there’s only popper and prince/
No proper dimension for median ascension/
And since you’re either the sacrifice or sacker/
In a lynchin’…best to be the lynch pin/
A sinister sinecure, when the minister’s miniature/
To my cerebral cortex, preachin was out of context/
To succumb to duress, suppressed by the mess/
A melding of confused reality an’ sinning and vex/
Lucifer’s nest became my preference to rest/
And Devil’s pie to subside my hungry eyes/
Gluttons of immoral imagery, a sinful synergy/
Of shared energy between a mortal and the Enemy/


Keep droppin those fire poetry scriptures peeps!! i like wat i read

put your life on the line for the crazy masses of The People and you get your future revealed as a sacrifice like the holy book states. your sig intended for me to say that.

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Originally Posted by MefMan36

I need a Queen
Who's sweet in the streets
and a Freak in the sheets
but only for me
cuz she's beautiful, smart, nice and clean
Need her at the lonely times, nahmean
She amazes me with her eyes
never stares at other guys
cuz its me for her and her for me
we can just lie down, chill, watch TV
I don't take her out to eat, I cook for her
Because I dont want other guys to look at her
But that's not jealousy, thats just preventing
because I've been hurt before
and I don't need pain no more
I just want to start a family
don't wanna cheat and party
Because she's the realest girl I ever met
And she's the only girl who's jokes I get
So I'm just sitting, waiting, wanting, longing
for my beautiful, nice, smart, independent woman
I need her now, well soon I mean
I'm waiting for my queen

Still waiting 4 my queen
My first real attempt at writing poetry, what u guys think?

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I think it's very beautiful for your first "real" attempt at Poetry. It captures the purity of an emotional transition from boyhood to manhood. I appreciate the fact that you were not afraid to let your insecurities show. A word of advice though (from someone who's learned the hard way) ... never let your past dictate your future, and always stand stronger than your fears.

Keep at it, this was really nice (I need to drop more in this thread myself).

In Shadow Of Death



In shadow of death there exist many forms of moans
You'll hear the horn when Lord opens his door
He doesn't care if you was poor or rich
But if you was bitch
If you was good or you burned down the witch
Be witched, be lynched
Sunshower is here I know it surely
If you don't believe just open ya eyes, you'll realize it early
Lil' curly boys, lil' blondie girls
Throw out all ya toys, you don't need ya pearls
Diamonds, jewels or gold
Only bleedin' Earth to hold
All the pretty stories was told and all the redemption was sold
We brought apocalypse to ourselves, I see dark clouds all around
And I hear gun clap, the same old sound
Dead man fallin' on the ground
Stains of blood is what we dealin' with
Sippin' it, spit or swallow, swallow or spit
Bitter taste in mouth begins this final part of way
Which part of day will we see in the end?
Noon is midnight, evening is morning, message sent

Strenuous Smoked Out and Now I'm high hypnotized the lie
On fakester studying of the rhyme recreational past time
Chillin' with the $10 extra I charged menace
passing the suffocation to his children I puffed on behalf the ones of kindred
Passed it back quick, my body functions flew through the ceiling
"I'll be right back"
Probably sounded odd with my last breath
Got up all casual with tightening in my chest and to the kitchen to rest with my head in the freezer
Wasn't doing any good, I crossed the house to try and get a breather
Made it to the AC cooled room i saw a cloud when i looked in the mirror and soon turned to nothing
Flat out on my conscience meter I grabbed for something to hold onto
This big kid fell and the last of his senses heard his skull hit the floorboards
Pure nothing echo
that's it
No longer trying to gasp for air
Stars shaped a blown out white face asking if i wanted life or death
I chose fuck it
All of a sudden there's a cold sweat running, it felt like I was passed out for years got up to my feet back into my wonderland
Cause I've been Smoking for years not knowing my much better chances of strenuous heart attack, born with low blood pressure cardiac, intoxicated sperm cell grown from my dad.

extreme asphyxiation.

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Originally Posted by Dae Ja Nae

I think it's very beautiful for your first "real" attempt at Poetry. It captures the purity of an emotional transition from boyhood to manhood. I appreciate the fact that you were not afraid to let your insecurities show. A word of advice though (from someone who's learned the hard way) ... never let your past dictate your future, and always stand stronger than your fears.

Keep at it, this was really nice (I need to drop more in this thread myself).

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Thanx for the feedback, I appreciate it. Also thanx for the advice, I am trying to work on that, btw.

peace

Postures


" Prostitutes taught alot, things that a mother would not tell or inact, even though did not practice sex with them, other thoughts put in perspective, slow with remorse the phase continued, how many folds returned after its worth, plus those that heard, got captivated turning simple tasks, the normal sequences chanced for its revenge, while descriptions differed to where most gave, lonely methods which detached from those among, and tributes cared for their existence, waited measures to achieve what was left, forgotten myths and dusts fates great timed design, skills maintained their effectiveness, as conditions prepared its focus, the two walked away toward the plains as if a couple, female and male during the night, with love in mind, yet the man just hired her physical service, whilst they just left the local bar, and after would part then lead to his own house, she only needed the charged amounts worth, which is to be paid upon completion, when possible could capture another customer, as long the conditions are acceptable, they recalled on the street that passed one".

Props bro! Guardian this piece really struck me...Props bro!
By chance I was listening to one of your audio samples "onwards" and the flow of the piece and the perspective instantly came clear to me

ONE LOVE

northern cali the dormant rats rally scrambling like eggs swallowed whole by snakes sadly digested those who oppose tight budded like a rose clipped thorns pierced the gardeners hand upon contact the shears fall to the sand the callousness of man strategizes the upper-hand movements made calculated and planned to divide the lands supply and demand trade sanctions that slam the economic strength but wait lets start from our plate served with hate like a side dish plate quickly we consume these marketed traits enemies struggle under low economic states the gardener holds the rake collecting leaves the have fallen through the changing seasons and storms ya'll been warned I'm cooking heads till straightened or curled like a perm ya'll asexual worms just eat dirt and squirm!

catch the unofficial clues of societies foolish fueding views blistered index fingers misused gun powder residue the dreaded mules carry the cues the weight is pulled with various tools measured precisely ruled miniscule imperfections amplify misdirection correct those connecting words reflecting mirrored contention supported by unproven suspension nowadays tongues are lynching powered by executive decisions negative thoughts only poison like emissions nothing is contested heads full of ignorance and envy become cemented sculpted sluggish thoughts demented blocked logic and lack of common sense!!!!

that shit is dope...^^^^^^

Hey Thanx Elusive-Fugitive!

I have not seen much of your posts recently. Keep writing and reciting. Keep posting.

Take Care

Peace.

abstract concrete when relief like a pep show about whoa
for go out like the fall clout the nuclear bomb spout
turning the earth into the moon can't breathe to bloom
need the suits from chem class to stay active on this base
touching down in space on zero ground the snow globe effect
surrounds to square like a t crossed every way which it
shift from winds that wind like twisting serpentines of
the mind in brain ingesting rain when damn breaks cram
from plug protracted compass directing compromised ass
into instinct away intuition presinct shelter where siren
alarms when calm too quiet before riot of carnage as relative
to general perspective into special dynamics blowing back
drafts as vacums suck out breath from life reducing by half
the multiplyer zone of death quarantined damage and control
savage as post apocalypse of winter after burn from active summer
radio controlled thunder to against conscious like concussions
rushing hammers to drum ears splitting hear from listen causing
dissension from apprehension incomprehension no descion long
from living no mention of tension thicken with friction got
wacked to static forming stasis geling to basis home of hiatus
late rush to mush from contact leaving mapped like day after the
seal repealed sun from shine froze the time between to and fro
where only glow is neon from charged ions atomic like neutrons
in nucleus mutate to jump start a date with nature somewhere fate
provided inference from enter fear rinse nurture akin murder kill
essence from pressence reverse blessing and curse carriage to hearse
can't hurt now numb from torque central to fuse petals to not love
convorting inner workings to anti-matter plaster ante towards master
sense to tense stiff stuck from lift up like ash thrash to dust down
with the rain coating stain the hot flash of cold fire under skin akin
to desire that don't aspire shocked from shells to retire like oblivion
rocked the zeal to obliterate living blasting dom nowhere near king coming
in a war where less blood list hoods like good or bad ball black chalk white
minor notes to casualities ties bind bond coexist to perish thoughts to
unwrought iron make lead to weight crush from brow beat like plow quick
to swords unseen words costing dollars of two cent of five don't vie in
block of chips where egg heads scramble fry and poach to dedevil uncredible

Resolutions


" What thinked before not done, proving to be essential, as the actions had their images to be gazed upon, and recognized what type trully is, with that could not properlly be relieved and continued to get mingled within the vast system, how soon was to come blame when experienced a point of mistrust, now others had thought they found the chance as was only once, left what was behind but no sympathy at all, for the centuries had been in pattern one after the other, with many that faced what they saw, other things seemed scarey had to go on and be consulted, yes everyone where in their own process from the beginning of birth, to the end of death, thus got consumed within anothers potential, all had to continue with minimal disturbance, though had tried getting further attention, almost had different things going, yet was the same process again and repeated, each with their unique method only to be displaced with what had to take place, function had its cause showing how led astray, many don't mention only watch, as the positions take their moment".