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Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Malaysia
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my first dosage was minutes before i was in my mother's stomach
it was the first to hold me right after my soul was summoned the beauty left me starstruck,the warmth kept the sun up my skin expands,more dust to pick up,dawning the end of summer a hundred Kodak rolls later,i realized i wasn't special i saw the bond between my parents it made me feel a little jealous i was careless with my questions,their answers only scratched the surface i know so the moment i witnessed the other sex's real purpose i grew nervous after spending my soul on my first purchase she never wrote back,i threw the records in the furnace my anger melt the wax,i expressed myself on paper but my origami skill with letters didn't work till years later that was when i mistook friendship as a similar sensation the miss looked perfect i told myself she was worth waiting and so i waited,this time it costs me a lifetime my ego said i suit her ways,i thought i had the right mind but she left me nonetheless,none was left,i never saw her again i was swept into the mainstream of the meaning when she let go of my hand i drowned so deep i forgot how air tasted like lost my arms to oysters,searching for pearls in my nearly wasted life living nights with another one of it's variations but the story was the same in a way,except for the self-hatred best friends with Satan and his cousins,it catered my addiction in addition to that,i thought i could have it all with just a twist of dictions long distance relationships grew further no matter how close- we were physically,now i close the chapter of life i once chose i was the thorn shredding the roses,possessed with indulging in moments doing things i wrongly thought were marriage components after learning of my flaws,i named myself The Bleeding Ronin i lost my cause for living stole the hearts of those who made my telephone ring born into this world hoping to hold this feeling that God gives my butterfingers fried the roots of my heart in the quest to know what love is
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Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Malaysia
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thanks
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Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Malaysia
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that piece and this one were both written on Outkast-Liberation instrumental
continued... __________________________________________________ ______________ in a twist of fate,a certain turn of events allowed me to dismiss the hate giving me space to think in a blissful state i kissed the late night trips to hell goodbye,letting righteousness drip to shed some light on my thinking stripped from sin i realized i was another victim of culture where that four letter word is over and underrated at once,the occurance- of true love is only for the beautiful higher upper class they say telling little girls to diet and be albinos like in the fairy tales and it was never the same since snow white,with the big apple mind said it's all right to make fun of people with small heights,enslave them and then beauty started telling beasts in order to be human you'll need to fit the definition of normal we have carefully chosen thirteen year old girls swallow this mentality and their insecurity has swollen parents get heartbroken of defects,some would even disown them this cold world gives me chills thinking of how many have fallen into the pit of lies written by the cosmetic world where humanity is frozen the only thing that flows other than the money is the fall of mankind but no man is kind once they participate in the devil's retarded brainchild what made us write Frankenstein has come alive mad science give birth to bad times,misconceptions filling the skies a day when rotten yolks are accepted as long as the shell is shining a day when only good looks translate to an anorexic smiling in covers hiding their obvious IQ,i pity those obsessesed by the likes of you i should do a collab with Pink,to scream to you a brighter view let the amplitudes of our message shake the foundations of Hollywood every modeling agency if my body could,i'd prolly do it but i must admit i'm tightly glued to this calibrated mind of mine i am aware of this,but i still go nuts over a fine specimen- of God's work,i'm partially blinded but what i saw hurts me enough- for me to write this to teach the kids even though it's tough change is a constant process,every step you take is progress do it for our grandkids,coz to witness change is to wait till we have left this earth
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Join Date: May 2008
Location: Phoenix, AZ
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You are an incredible writer. I can't imagine this on a beat, but it would definitely be a good spoken word.
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