I have always grown up writing it, but this semester I am taking two different writing courses. I am going to use this thread to post some of my work so that SL (more or less non English people) can read it, critique it and give me suggestions.


Well, entry 1:

Life,
Like unused coat hooks
Wading in clear blue water,
Like seagulls screeching
Like the red blazing sun viciously dripping scorching rays of hope on unsuspecting suspects.
Thoughts covered by moss strewn logs
Rotting away like bitter apples
Like crunchy leaves
Like silent stone walls.
Still I wish for sultry jazz
Or
Soft warm blankets
Yet
Only receive shrill cries
And
Briar patch hammy downs.
I long for silky skin
Like sex like
Tarnished souls
Like not vanishing like
Fireflies before dawn.
Towering trees
Imposing their ideas like automatic cold air vents
Like rotating lights
Like silky table clothes at a desperate housewives convention.
My sapphire eyes aren’t welcome
Like flapping feathers in a snow storm
Like honking horns
Like luke warm love
Total darkness takes effect
Not even the soft glow of maybe shines.
Heaven and hell collide
Like David and Goliath
Like Samson and Delilah
My yin and yang
My beautiful struggle.

Enjoy! I'll update the poem as I edit it.

 

Beautiful Struggle:

By the time it hits me,
There will be nothing left.
Left
Broken,
Torn,
Undone,
My body lay in strands on your bedroom floor.
Why?
Why?
Why did you have to leave?
It could have been so easy,
You and me.
But you left.
No where to be found.
My world came crashing to the ground.
Life just left spinning round and round.
All I can do is just fall,
Down.
Cry.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Just hold my hand
Just one more dance.
Just kiss my face
Just one more taste.
Don’t leave,
It is not time for this love to die.
Why?
Why?
Why didn’t you love me like I loved you.

 

26:

All aboard ambiguous arches,
Bound, bright, broken
Children calmly create
Dry, desolate, diminished
Endeavors, equating equality especially
Fundamentally fantastic feverish fathers, ____ing
G-d, goodness graces.
High heroes halt
In Interpolic insight.
Jumping Jubilees
Knifing knots knowing
Lost Leviticus. Loving
Mary, mothering movement,
Never needing new nights.
Oppressing oppression,
Pressing procedure, protocol, Priests
Quivering,
Righteous rights,
Subtle seas see Satan
Trembling, though time takes
Ubiquitous understanding. Ushering
Virtue,
Wading with weary
Xebec’s,
Yelping Yahveh
Zebadiahians.

 

No Title yet:

My philosophy is to
Deface hypocrisy
Through rhyme and melody.
Time for me to be me,
For the light of my words to oversee
And rein jubilee
And stop the fighting.

Armed with an army of words,
Nouns and verbs,
My linguistic sword
Artistic carnivore.

Can’t stand in my path
Or watch my words tear into you like a blood bath,
Spreading your disease like a sewer rat,
Needing to feel the face of my purity bat.
Can’t stand back,
Watching all the rhymes and the lyrics fade to black,
It’s up to me to bring it all back.
I carry NYC on my back
My home,
My habitat.
A place I dream of where I don’t need to wield the gat.
Little boys and girls playing without fear hovering over in the night like a bat.

I have a duty to protect my seed
So I say
Listen and heed
Let my words bring you to your knees
Open up your eyes and see
That the lyrics I say are true indeed.

I love my music,
No need to lie or confuse it.
No need to cover it up and never use it.

I am blessed to dream in vivid color,
I am blessed to rhyme with the power of another.
Spit my G-dlike words and rein down my thunder,
On the weak and powerless,
And uplift them,
Never tear them asunder.

Hear me Lord,
I pray for forgiveness so I may walk through your door,
And be admitted in your court and never bore
You with the weak rhymes of those before.
I endure
All the hardships from before.
The understanding of the block war.
The knowing that there is something more.
Allow me to grace thee graces as I soar…
To you…
My lord.

 

this is like ur own personal journal

 

i have a real awesome poem i love that my girl gave to me from an english poet, im gonna post it up tonite

 

ya this is just another venue for me haha.

post it up Fab, I would love to see it.

 

can i post one?

 

roses are red violets are blue........


ummm thats all I rememeber...

 

yes! anyone can post them!

 

yay!

an outlet for my poetry

you strike me as a figment of my imagination
a literal translation of my minds manifestation
an image burned into my retinas as a form of my first salutation
the ink bleeds, music tumbles and words skew the definition
i'm insanely stricken by the name that is simply mentioned
i fear I'm in love with the way your body moves in pre meditation
and so the music flows as a row of beauty forms in conjunction
thus here i stand with eyes and ears open in frustration
are you real? are you fake? words in lamination
but alas trust i must with the way the rhythm is formulating
and the question stands how are you my muse? my inspiration?

 

The world spins in deep rhymes lyrics and beats
turntables run and drip wax fingerprints in the heat
The world turns tables on friendships well known
funky sounds are voices in the ears for you so
the songs are the feel good way to drift away
an apology’s line is laying on the ground
waiting for the headphones, connected to the sound
a friendships life is laying in the trenches so bare
the boom boom clap clap sound of drummer boys snare
the man stands scared in front of the producers studio
worried that he ____ed it up, all laid out in the audio
sits down in the chair and draws up an outline
best friend sits next to the one he loves, friendship defined
he starts to write write and write, his feelings down as he cries
Lyrics are the beats, the words are the snares,
So far you found the niche to stand in and with me..just..Stare.

 

thats some good stuff aen.

do you mind if i critique yours and you mine?

 

no by all means but ill do yours later k?

 

I've been roaming around always looking down at all I see.

I am SUCH a poet :p

 

Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator

 

^ hahahahaha

 

wow, that is amazing!

i heard a haiku about taco bell and almost peed my pants laughing so hard