Any one into poetry? Official poetry thread possibilities...?

Its nice to see other forms of writing besides poetry alone...

i see some hip hop/poetry blends, for example... ima add something completely different... a shorty story i wrote...First attempt at it, but the one review i got so far on it said it was "enrapturing" lol which basically means it was a delightful read....although the topic is far from delightful... Please do not take this as a racial stereotype, or a demeaning feature based on race... I used african americans because i grew up around these types of black people, and have black family who acted out in these ways, minus the violence section. ive also been around whites and mexicans who have had similar experiences...i just chose to use black characters, because thats where my fingers went lol... i dont actually think my writing out, i just let it all go and what comes out comes out...its a long read, so skim through if you must, but i wouldnt post this if it wasnt an interesting and relatable read...

(Who Can You Trust? . . . Cycles)

"Look, im not gonna sit there and amaze you with big words and metaphorical techniques like im some sort of Ghostface type dude. I'm speaking from the gut... the soul... the heart... whatever you wanna call it... THIS IS ME, I AM ONE OF A KIND... thats what my moms always told me, and no i dont mean moms as in my one and only "moms." Cuz you know how people be adding an "s" to the end of mom, right? I had two moms...lesbians... My biological mother's name was Keshae, pronounced Kay-shay... Her partner/girlfriend/my second mom's name was Soniya, pronounced So-ni-ya. Keshae + Soniya Forever...that's what they carved in the tree outside our 1 bedroom apartment...Corny love ****, i kno, i kno... I couldn't stand that type **** since forever. My mom said i got that from her when she was a teenager; she couldn't be herself in the family she grew up in, so she tried to avoid any type of love or any other ways to express herself in a caring manner... She knew she liked girls when she was 12... She told her parents when she was 18, 2 months after she gave birth to me, Tymani (Ti-moni) "Ty" Edson... She never knew who my dad was...To this day, she claims i was a mircale baby, a true "God's Son." I'm 21 now, and i know she just doesnt have a clue who my daddy is...Like, she really has no clue whatsoever... I've heard stories my whole life, but her and i have never had conversations about it, and never will.

My mom was a prostitute from the age of 16-22, shes 39 today, and maybe its just my paranoia but sometimes i get a feeling she does some dudes and women on the side to pay rent and eat. She also has a sweet tooth for powder and ice. I cant blame her i been known to get my nose icy too. Sometimes you just gotta escape the past and the present.

Like i said, i am 21, but what i didnt tell you... was that i got 5 kids by 3 baby moms. I dont pay child support and i dont see any of them. The baby moms all still call me for the "D" though...and i aint just talking the ****...they be on some **** too, daily, around my babies. But how can i judge them when my own babies dont even know what they daddy look like. I can never blame my father for not being there for me, cuz he probably never knew, and still doesnt know til this day... I know i have kids, and i still dont see them.

Two days ago, my mom's girl, Soniya rode it for about 15 minutes, before my mom came home from looking for her fix. My mom got no clue, and i cant even say i feel bad, cuz of all the **** i went through growing up with all the kids and their parents knowing how my mom was. She would show up to parents day at school high, after being up for 3 days without sleep. She doesnt even know Soniya likes men too, and they been together for 17 years. The first time Soniya came on to me, i was only 15...You believe that ****? They always talk about dads taking advantage of their children in that way, well Soniya did that to me. Yeah, i kno, i was 15 and it wasnt like i was a little boy, but i wasnt ready for that ****... She knew it, she could tell i wasnt with it...she didnt give a ****. After the second or third time i began to like it, and when i was 16 i got my girl pregnant. She gave birth to two twin girls...i wasnt even at the hospital, cuz i was ******g with Soniya while my mom was passed out in her room after a 4 day binge. I wont even get into my other girls and the kids cuz i dont feel like i even deserve to talk about them..."
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"My name is Kenya, and i have two twin girls, who Ty has never even attempted to see once. My entire family has told me so many times to seek child support, but i know that broke *** fool aint got **** to give us... I hate to admit this, but i aint even got a high school diploma, so i strip and ho around to support my kids. I dont even think twice because im mommy AND daddy...I have to do what it takes for my two babies to have they food right.  He always be telling people i know that i still call him all the time for certain things, and whatever, i aint gonna lie... i got needs too and he does make me feel comfortable at times...That's probably why Ty thinks hes off the hook when it comes to his two little girls, and his other kids with them other women....but he's got another thing coming.... trust me, hes got another thing coming...."
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"Ty, your mom is going out tonight, so you know its just us two alone tonight right...?"

"Yeah, Soniya....(laughs)... i know how it goes..."

"Good baby..."

THAT SAME NIGHT...

*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG*

5 shots to the back of the head, Ty lies dead...
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What he would never know:

||| Kenya was hooking for both men AND women...Soniya was one of her main clients, bonding insantly...Neither knew of their mutual connection to Ty before hand; it took 2 months for this to come to light, when Kenya found a picture of Ty in Soniya's purse.  Still, Kenya kept up as if it didnt matter, and wouldnt even take money from Soniya after their second or third encouner... Long story short, when Kenya confronted Soniya regarding their similar connection to Ty, they immediately concocted a plan to get rid of him. Kenya had been dreaming of getting back at Ty since the day the two girls were born. A day he was nowhere to be found...Soniya wanted Ty gone because Ty blackmailed her into allowing him to watch other guys engage sexually with her, as he watched.,and at one point joined in on.  He was in to that type of stuff; it was a compulsion of his. So he threatened to tell his mom about the 6 year affair if she wouldnt do what he wanted, when he wanted. Soniya had feelings for Ty, him being the only man she was feeling like that, but he forced her in to things that made her begin to despise him. |||
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3 Hours later...

Keshae walks in to the apartment, high in the clouds off meth.  As she stumbles towards her room she sees Ty's dead body, blood flowing from the back of his head down to his lower back in front of the bathroom... Before she can even scream....

*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG*

5 shots to the side of the head, Keshae lies dead...

How convenient...

Now Ty's twin daughters can grow up with two moms...

That's the cycle...

The End...

Or is it...?

Don't underestimate the power of cycles...
 
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Moment

I tried to keep my cool
But in the moment I became a fool
Was trying to change you
Make you become a fool too
You knew it
Played it cool
Kept up the ruse
Swore you didn't lead me on
But we both know the truth
How your coat turned blue
Even though we all knew it was pink
How was I to think that my kindness would even make you blink
Even pique your interest outside of 'oh yea, he's cool'
All the while I just wanted to smash you
Well, I think
I really did like you
Until a breeze blew by and swept you off your feet
Only thing she got on me is castration
This **** got me weak
Now I'm sitting here masturbatin'
Tired of waiting
Ashamed that I even let a lesbian play me for a fool
(I should have knew **** wasn't gonna change you)
 
Moment
I tried to keep my cool
But in the moment I became a fool
Was trying to change you
Make you become a fool too
You knew it
Played it cool
Kept up the ruse
Swore you didn't lead me on
But we both know the truth
How your coat turned blue
Even though we all knew it was pink
How was I to think that my kindness would even make you blink
Even pique your interest outside of 'oh yea, he's cool'
All the while I just wanted to smash you
Well, I think
I really did like you
Until a breeze blew by and swept you off your feet
Only thing she got on me is castration
This **** got me weak
Now I'm sitting here masturbatin'
Tired of waiting
Ashamed that I even let a lesbian play me for a fool
(I should have knew **** wasn't gonna change you)
appreciate the effort, but try to add more detail and a wider vocabulary... use thesaurus.com....it helps, trust me lol

But i like the minor twist half way through about her being a lesbian...

how long did it take you to write? seems like a quick write...
 
AUDIO

Faded Glow prod. O.N.

 
Moment

I tried to keep my cool

But in the moment I became a fool

Was trying to change you

Make you become a fool too

You knew it

Played it cool

Kept up the ruse

Swore you didn't lead me on

But we both know the truth

How your coat turned blue

Even though we all knew it was pink

How was I to think that my kindness would even make you blink

Even pique your interest outside of 'oh yea, he's cool'

All the while I just wanted to smash you

Well, I think

I really did like you

Until a breeze blew by and swept you off your feet

Only thing she got on me is castration

This **** got me weak

Now I'm sitting here masturbatin'

Tired of waiting

Ashamed that I even let a lesbian play me for a fool

(I should have knew **** wasn't gonna change you)
appreciate the effort, but try to add more detail and a wider vocabulary... use thesaurus.com....it helps, trust me lol
But i like the minor twist half way through about her being a lesbian...
how long did it take you to write? seems like a quick write...

It was a quick write. Actually, I don't really so much editing with my poetry. It's mostly spur of the moment. Thanks for the suggestions though.
 
MORE AUDIO....

This **** is twisted

Distortion prod. O.N.



i couldnt get it to embed, so help would be nice...thanks
 
god damn, between kendrick's cd and my progression with lyrics/poetry, im feeling good... i gotta drop something off top right now...here it goes...

The rich black man

Cruising Hollywood Boulevard

In a Phanton, 3 chains, all imported

He came from nothing

So who are you to judge his style distorted

He didnt have a silver spoon

So he just do what he do now that he got loot

Clean kicks, leather pants

Influenced by 'Ye this man his own man

This man his own man

Just 'cause he felt another man's style

Why is he labeled feminine?

Judgmental tactics, lacking depth

So since i write and record

Rocking a black nike hat, I'm biting Em?

Please... i had the swoosh

attached to my umbilical cord

They cut it i saved it

Image of my mom and i in red

I had red joints before i could walk

I had red joints before i could talk

We all so different, whether we rich, we poor

We middle class

Is there even a middle class?

Thats another story, let that pass...

Ok, now i'm back

And the way im feeling i can laugh for the first time in years

Fake laughs dont count

Fake laughs wont do anything but cause a drought

I'm so unusual, im on a different route

Poetic Justice in my ear

All i can thnk about is Pac, the greatest

If it wasnt for him, i would have never made it this far with expression

Kendrick aint Pac, never will be

But he has Nas-like inspiration

Just be patient

The throne is his for the taking

Ill meet him there one day

And i hope its on a Sunday

So holy water keeps us from gettin physical

Im kidding

I can only dream

But dreams lead to fuel

And you dont want a man like me out his mind

The way i am to give my life to this ****

I LOVE THIS

I NEED THIS

To be honest

Theres days i spend 20 hours attempting to empower my vision

You witnessing something special

Me in text, Kendrick vocally

But thats enough respect given

From here on its all about my rise

'Cause Em paved a way i can enhance

I'm stuck in this trance

And never felt more free

I aint afraid to address topics of any importance

Be my witness

And remember i intend to extend this clinic.

For now, i conclude with this...

Do you feel the need to criticize

based on what you need to fill within yourself?

Think about it deeply

Love from above, Love from below

Pick a side

But THINK ABOUT IT DEEPLY

{|||}
 
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
What you want the rest to be is up to you.

-Bows-

:lol

I used to be into poetry a little and wrote some myself but, I would never share it.
 
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
What you want the rest to be is up to you.
-Bows-
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I used to be into poetry a little and wrote some myself but, I would never share it.
why not? you cant seriously be intimidated on here can you?

none of us are GREAT, but we work at it
 
I hate saying goodbye
That's why I hardly ever say hi
People become a part of your life
Just to depart
It's even worst when it happens twice
So I don't even get close
I don't even warm up to folk
I just joke and keep my distance
Knowing the closer I get
The harder it will be to deal with the distance
And the constant remembrance
Of their face and fragrance
Their laugh and cadence
Their walk, how they smiled when you'd talk
I don't want to deal with the grief
Dead men walk all around me
I never say my peace
I just keep right on living
Avoiding potential friendships
And the proverbial goodye
 
dive in it

let me burn the bridges
let me kill the dear
curse my name
stab my throat
lunge out at me in reality
kiss me with poison on your lips
castrate me and hang my head
let the town see all that was me

faded star

cherish what you have
forget what you ever wanted
it's worthless
there is no substance
eat raw thoughts
lift weights
die in the arms of love and laughter
 
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It is possible to go bare?
To strip yourself of all the worlds cares
Stop chasing money and chase something that's not even there
To wage a war on welfare and social healthcare just to surrender
Wave the white flag and no longer give a care
To clothe yourself with a new look and mind
An outlook that overlooks our continual despair
Become nude without being lude
And chase happiness and that feeling of being suspended in the air
Look, down there
Billions of people who are wholly aware that life is unfair
Who refuse to lose to win and continue to be scared
Afraid, confused, and timid
Limited
Holding the brush to paint their own horizon
With a mind that strokes and spasms at the first stroke
Then the thought elopes
Replacing that brush with a broom
Back to work, breaking backs and sweeping that dream into a desolate room
It will never work, we were designed to lose
And chase green paper like a fool
Shooting blanks while we're aiming for the moon
All the while looking chic and neat and full
Adorned with the finest of things
With insides as empty as the dark side of the moon
Where no light can get to
Not even the perfect tune can pierce this armor
Our hearts have been hardened
We enter the world just to go to the slaughter
Like sheeps sheared for their wool
Yet we're the wolves
 
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tighten the noose around my neck as i get ready for my picture
i slowly see heaven as the pastor reads me the scripture
this is where the road bends, i think of a better tomorrow
i see myself gettin' drunk from all these bottles of sorrow

i look at the stars underneath the sky filled with hatred
i suddenly remembered all the lies in life that i have stated
oh, is it too late? is time to ride the hearse?
can ya'll give me a few more minutes as i just finish my verse

time is tickin', i gotta finish my flow
but before all that i gotta let my people know
we are never alone, in this life built with struggles
gotta play the game right, and never lose out the hustle

the grind had taken over and consumed my soul
i never thought i'd see myself in this too deep of a hole
i looked up cleared my thoughts and started to pray
lord give me another chance, show me the light of day
 
I want you but time tells me to sit still,

lurch in the shadows wait for the emotions to build

but time she's a treacherous beast

about that other dude she never did speak

so I'm here messing around with onomatopoeias

wishing I could find a way to have you as my dear

not man enough to shed a tear but man enough to slyly

come buy thee, tell you in hushed tones that that dude is not like me

cold blooded perhaps

but me and time we figured some math

cause if I don't act now time won't spare me moment

so I hope that you can appreciate my moment

that other dude, might try and buy you time

i was more on some, i'll give you time

so I'm here now silently waiting

counting time till you turn around, patiently waiting
 
There use to be this girl I knew
A white girl, kinda cute
With a million and one problems to boot
I only cared about two
We knew each other for three years
In which there was so much tumult
Heart ache, heart break, heart resuscitate
Her heart didn't know what it wanted
I would wait knowing she would fall prey
To my love and tenderness, every other day
I judged not and loved her for who she was
Not the person she saw herself as
Didn't pay her no mind when she would brood
And act as the world was hers to lose
Didn't choose to remove myself
I was so selfish and hell-bent on this chick
I forgot to use a little bit of common sense
Like pepe le pew when I smelled her scent
And those soft lips, the caress of her breast
Her innocence
But I got caught up
Three years I chased the cat
While the cat chased after her tail and other cats
This other cat comes along and is all about marriage
Settling down, I wasn't about that
Life, she's going to start with him tomorrow
I feel no sorrow, sadness has no home here
On the contrary, I'm very wary of them getting married
I haven't stopped caring about her
But when it comes to crazy, she has all the others beat
He can't possibly be ready to deal with her mood swings
Ambivalence, utter disregard and disrespect for life
I'll just be circumspect and hold in my laughter
As he tries to win her heart
 
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