The Official Poetry Thread

[Ballad Ballistik]

I FEEL THE WORDS,,, THAT ARE WELL SENT....

IF I COULD SHOW SOME OF MY INTENT...

ITS NOT TO PRETEND TO BE, DOMINATE...

ITS TO LET YA'LL KNOW HOW I, REPRESENT...

HERE TASTE THE MAIN INGREDIENT...

A BIT OF GRAVEL MIXED WITH THE CEMENT...

BIG BROTHER GOT ME FEELIN THE RESENTMENT...

BREAKING MY BACK WITH VERY LITTLE PAYMENT...

LANDLORD GOT LAWYERS CAUSE I AINT GOT RENT..

HOW THE F*CK AM I SUPPOSED TO STAY CONTENT....

IM READY TO GO BUY OR RENT A TENT...

CAUSE THIS TENNANT AINT ABOUT TO GET BENT..

BUT I DO GET MAD WHEN MY RIDE GETS A DENT..

GET IN MY BELLY LIKE FAT BASTARD.....GOVERMENT

ILL DROP BUSH FOR THE SAKE OF THE ARGUEMENT...

I CONSENT GOT US WORKING FOR THE FRAGMENTS..

SMALL PIECE OF THE PIE CAUSE WE GOT A ACCENT...

FEEL THE BURN ON OUR RAPIDLY MOVING DESCENT

LIKE OUR MONEY ARE SOULS ARE WELL SPENT...

LIKE FRESH BREATH YES I NEED SOME TRIDENT....

MY BREATH SMELLING LIKE SOME DIRTY VENT...

LIKE A HURRICANE YOU COULD NOT PREVENT....

LIKE THIS EVENT .I HOPE YOU FELT WHAT I MEANT...

DONT WORRY SAM YOU WILL GET YOUR PERCENT..

LIKE MY MIND ...IF ONLY YOU COULD INVENT..

TO FAIL ON US IN A TIME OF NEED ...

SPAWNED LIKE YOUR NEW SEED....

[GuardianOne]

Unchangeable

" Culture is for anyone, tradition the practice of people, religion and belief is personal, with healing for all upon the earth, concerntrations shifted as had been before, normal purposes for the benefit of most, though recognized the points expressed, still drifted in thought while domains continued, attracted modes where the pressures involved, just mistaken by sounds plus power, recalled that many had listened, conversations desputed the presentations made, offences caused with little regret until was told to where was begun, responded advances which led to faulty standards, whilst observed the relm".

[MASTER PAI MEI]

you rotting whale carcasses are exploding in the sun,
I smell the stench of the young burning in the slums,
why do we run at a rats pace? the maze is in place,
attention deficit disorder at a staggering rate,
our children succumb to irrational thoughts,
6 inches of paper with a headshot of slave owners sought,
a Democracy turned to Republic and the Proud love it,
cuz these bastards covet like the neck of a redneck with a mullet,
the masses head butted bastardized and beat,
enter the areas where you survive hustling to die in the streets,
right next to poor schools with poor teachers that dine with the beast,
designer duds will repeat while we die for shoes on the billboard feet,
and cut the juggular or pop a brain stem just to be respected by the meak,
I'm Sick of those mental morons mimicing the cypher of sleep,
Wake from the clutches of these devils gripping us in the streets...

[Chequita]

Terror

Crying, screaming, Begging, and pleading. The sounds of horrible terror.

Terror like the wind blazing thhrough on a stormy night.

The fear rushing within me. My minde swirling around like a hurricane.

The kicking, the punching, the screaming, the acts of horrible terror.

As the pain rose within me my fear grew stronger.

The fear that the devil was with him.

Too afraid to move, Even more afraid to speak.

Had the wind blown our love away?

Was this the end or was it the beginning?

Walking, thinking, seeing him sleeping.

Telling myself this is a good time to be flying.

Flying away like a bird to a safe nest.

Only going never looking back.

[GuardianOne]

Questioned

" Only tried to supply, later quests that others followed to success, whilst most had rested simple attractions led to enforced beliefs, nor what was to be said, there where given rates which fell under custom, circumstance and all that went with it, absent-mindedness confessed in actions displayed of occured effect, chosen types much surrounded, made fools of each one, through distinct motions, persued supple treats to adjust, laughs were ment for those able to observe, wanted faults of begotten experiences, when ordained to split the functions to two, hidden facts expressed to manifest a plight".

[RockD]

Scenerio

the moonlight shines like the sonata
givin memories of the high school almamata
A son with a daughter age three i'm only seventeen
i try to make money but hard to earn is the cream
hard world, but to the lord i been redeemed
life throws curves as well as shit it seems
i guess its true shit happens
but i gotta make a way so i'm five finger shopin
drug pakin the life for a black man is hard to stand
tried to get honorable work but rejected by the man
but i will survive and strive for a cause just hope not get caught
just 2 mo years of college career i'm almost at the top
the book were baught by nickles and dimes
my baby dipers are paid by thievery and petty crimes
so will i be judged for wat i can not have but for wat i must do
i just know is 2 more years and this shit is thru
if i need credentials to show of my potential
i just feel sorry for those who lost track of the essentials
so i write from the heart only to create senerios
but i always ask the question is heaven my destination after burrial

[GuardianOne]

Envoked

" As all was complete, for what had to take place, all there seemed before, yes in all its truthfullness, happening in this day, and the same sequence, quickly disappearing to another, it is more part of this than what was being seen, balancing was just trying to make equal, in surity was one making it difficult, now must return were all is natural, but had prepared long ago, just in mind, time had taken its choice, others thoughts had to change with it, now can be at peace, where one had all the daily routine, in sight with flowing practice, yes these are just the passed things that are here to be faced, plus take the best decision then, while faded with no place to be, that others knew".

[TeknicelStylez]

this isn't getting much notice in its usual thread figured i'd post it here


Straight nerds, I hate birds! they always fly south for winter/
Its cold during the winter, park benches gave me splinters/
Those written salms debating on how you should live your life/
Frost bitten palms waiting for a touch of green to break the ice/
Writing your name in yellow with the snow the same old show/
Actor always knows how it goes already read the script/
So he dusted off the 22 he equipped and pops in a new clip/
His shoulder is already chipped, "chill gawd soldiers dont trip"/
If you fall you die I already seen it happen to the other guys/
Don't listen cause the rest lie I'm to depressed to even try/
So I stare at the sky with tears in my eyes asking god WHY?/
When everyone else leaves me will I still be unable to fly?/
But this is all in the plan so I continue with whats at hand/
Moving across this cold land trying real hard to understand/
Harassed for being in the street by cops walking their beat/
WHERE ELSE THEY WANT ME TO BE this is where they put me/
I got blisters on my feet, soles worn down from scraping concrete/
Thinkin on how I can eat, a full meal would make me Complete/
And this is everyday, carry this heavyweight trying to elevate/
Trying to Compensate for this decreppid state wich is my fate/
Moving from block to block all the same with different cell mates/
They carry nickel plates, don't think straight, always figure eights/
Looking for an easy escape, but they never open those gates/
Rather destroy than create, why build, you can buy it on ebay/
The world through my eyes in my life at the other end of the knife/
Resenting and repenting the days sins at the end of each night/
Finding out the hard way if a dogs really more bark than bite/
When you at the bottom of the hole its hard to see the light/
I always see alot of bread but I still can't seem to get a slice/
Forced to sit back and wait for crumbs like some project mice/
People forgettin where they came from numbed out by ice/
Leaving me scratching my head like I got a bad case of lice/
Fightin our own people because we aint got the same rights/
So I sit back chilling with a pen and a pad waiting to ignite/
And Light this fire inside of me to shut out this cold cold season/
A whole entire population commited treason just by breathing/

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Teknicel that was real NICE!!

[TeknicelStylez]

Thanx ben, I used to write alot of poetry havent in a long time.... I'll try to get back on wit it.

[TeknicelStylez]

Terror

Crying, screaming, Begging, and pleading. The sounds of horrible terror.

Terror like the wind blazing thhrough on a stormy night.

The fear rushing within me. My minde swirling around like a hurricane.

The kicking, the punching, the screaming, the acts of horrible terror.

As the pain rose within me my fear grew stronger.

The fear that the devil was with him.

Too afraid to move, Even more afraid to speak.

Had the wind blown our love away?

Was this the end or was it the beginning?

Walking, thinking, seeing him sleeping.

Telling myself this is a good time to be flying.

Flying away like a bird to a safe nest.

Only going never looking back.

I'm sorry but

LOLOL

[GuardianOne]

Continued
" Those that failed when the last moment was placed, some could not have known, with revealed instance to convey the onslaught, from which hardly recognized, yet notice must have been observed, many occasions occured to achieve the sights, though motions cleared what had certainty, requirements maintained the positions, through its reliance the purpose was trully fulfilled, only within completion would another proceed, as set in the heavens, things conditioned toward their source in pure accordance".

[GuardianOne]

Efforts

" And we have become accustomed, to what was once learnt, yet must not loose sight of it, the works continue, during each time, all that is experienced but half spoken, for its just a pattern, and one treads off to revive, it was the position given, for as all that had to experience would have a tough while, so proceeded in lessons, that has to be collected to make the procession more enjoyable, though there was non of that, but plain really taking time in its own gain".

[MASTER PAI MEI]

DAmn Guardian !!! Nice messages!!

[MASTER PAI MEI]

PeacEcaeP

Tek