Poems from Nate the Great
Purple lines I don't discriminate.
Grated salt on my dinner plate.
Minds lost I'm in a sinners place.
In my bed my finished grace....
Half my mentality yet whole heart I don't know where to start.
Other writers shun me.
But even when I started this I knew that's how it...
I don't pop pills I just sip on some juice
Living on the hills were we chill on the roof.
I got no plans same friends since youth
I...
Overrated and overstated.
I try to pass without ever thinking.
They told me it was possible.
They were mistaken.
My very intellect...
Ars poetica By: Na’shonKemp
With each word drafted across the page a story unfolds.
That story takes on a form, a beatthat soon...