Rushing to the catalyst of his death/ Man chooses money over a last breath/ The desire for opulence never subsides and the need for it increases in depth/ Children left alone to grow on a windowsill/ Their rebelliosness questioned when waters are expected to be still/ But there was never anyone to feed their soul or provide light for their growth/ Meanwhile their parents walk around soaked/ by the pressure to stay afloat on a nice ass boat/ not realizing that when death arrives, only love and memories depart with you/ So in ignorance, their kids swallow hard knots, not knowing how to chew.
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As I walk down the row of giants
I am a small pawn with zero clients Try to live payed But I feel like my path's been layed Everyone looks down on me It is easy to see Who the kings and queens of this earth be The ones with the most connections Rise up with success selection While I'm forced into resention A dead end job Stared down by a mob Of already made People who stay fat payed My future is played It's been done before Hell I won't lie I forgot to answer the door When oppurtinity knocked Know I've been forced away from the flock I run with the suitcase in hand Maybe I'll be recruited into the next band Of Mobsters Cops stop me and not those monsters I'm black with fury I'm quick to bury All those dreams that I told my mother about Unless I've got this suitcase she will continue to shout My little spawn Is forced to become a shadow of this same pawn I've become Where did the demons come from No way to get away I'm forced to stay In this day and age Turn the page The End |
^Hell of a first post, keep um dropping dawg.....I like the fact that you chose this thread to make your first post... Look forward to reading more....
Bounce |
Yo yall keep doin ya thing Holla!!!!!!!!
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Can we get a new one up soon........puwease
Hold up...hold up......hold up Amongst......Hussle and bussle I rustle and tussle....make my way Over cris-crossed pathways... In and out of doorways..closing Doors behind me...moving on Carrying on, pushing on...striving Chest out, full of pride...Diving head first into a lake...of diversity Adverse, converse......persevere Not all is clear...but clear enough to keep...costant...and stay tough ......But out of luck |
Pretty interesting drops on here. I am very much glad that people are dropping here once in awhile (although this has slept on big time) I really think its enough to have some place where you can inspire others by posting your own perspectives and such. A lot of times i wonder if the limited time of a certain picture is enough so we could take one step ahead to another. As i look at this...i loved how the circular ideas cut in and out and made sense. But often times i think of the next picture im putting up...if it would be interesting or not. I know it would depend on the picture for the number of posts in here. There are certain pictures where you see it...cool things would easily get in and would help to write fast. I guess this is the time where you would say. "Shiz, need some help?"
If you have a really interesting picture in your folders, just for a few exceptions, ((porn, explicit, nudity (although its considered an Art) or just pictures that arent necessary... I guess all of you should know that. )) or just something that you found while getting bored and having your ass asleep on the chair..im thinking this is the time to pm me. I would appreciate it. All suggestions are acceptable. I am very much proud to have all these people post their poems on here. They inspired me...and will continue to inspire me always. Good Job Guys! |
come morning,
and the bed is a fist squeezing out the last of dreams before the new day takes me into it’s own cruel grip and amidst this handling i shrug off this touch of death that has settled around me like forgotten feathers as i am passed from one dry handshake to another |
no i am not schizo...or arent we all?
VOICES i hear voices idle chatter from the bended head of a crazy girl lost in the tangled jungle of her own hair voices that crawl through small cracks of perceived safety whispering words that sometimes fit horizontally voices, that like a symphony of fellow undertakers try to reason with and touch my godly mystery |
Y'know I've been looking at this peice.. and like... wow. I can't think of a damn thing, and so each peice I read I'm blown away with.
Seriously. Everyone of you rock. I suck horribly for not being able to drop anything except pathetic feedback, but you all rock. |
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