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A Spoken Word Poem !
I'm hearing that some people think
New Poetry's ... " TOO CRUDE " ... !!!
Now i'm not starting a poetry feud !
But .....
"Come come old boy,
that views old news !"
I've had this said
a number of times !
When it comes to lines
in ,,, My Poems ...
"Virgil man, your poetry
is just too long !"
Well here's a shock
cos' this one's not !
You know it
seems that through life
Propaganda and Lies
are fed by those guys
who wear corporate ties
So ... DON'T be surprised
if your life seems contrived
Ya Know I HARDLY Choose To ... PARTY ...
Because of THOSE Parties Who DON'T Act Smartly ... !!!
So Party DARKLY Instead of ... " Calmly " ...
Leaving London... ? I Can Understand Why... !!!
Cos Things Aren't Safe... On Streets At Night... !!!
MORE Gunfights... As Children DIE...
Why..... ?????
spit nasty like sum gross shit you wouldn't wanna taste it
hand over ya mouth i know i kill
metopors awe the mind point still
extremely blatant
don't put ur trust in one to soon
cuz many been slain
death took a early claim
now their life is a distant topic
With Eyes like rainbows,pools overlooking earths magnificent colors
with dancing lights in which life glows
my body falls as it looses all control spiraling into ur maze unconsciously losing myself as it goes
Dear soul where are you.
I thought I found
What was destined to be mine Fooled so many times ,
and this again ..while hurt somewhat clouds my mind
I new deep in side with shame I'd hide claiming love but blantant lies
Every text that I got
Every vibration I felt
About you is what I thought
& my heart just melt
The second I saw, it's not you,
my mind just blew.
I cannot stop thinking about you.
All I could do was just sit there and cry. I couldn’t change it; help it, or anything for that matter. All I could do was sit there and catch the mascara stained teardrops that attempted to scar my cheeks. Or was I even wearing mascara?
this is to all the war childs,
born into villages painted with blood and fire,
in dire need of hope and salvation,
once a mighty people, now scared of laserations,
*click*
It was quite..just for a second, forgot about everything that was surrounding me,I felt myself struggling to move my feet because I was so weak at the knees.I could still hear the echoing of her voice..her beautiful voice,I could still feel her w
War child , she was merely just a kid with a heart of steel when the people lost their livelihood whilst she kept it real, saw soldiers die on the streets
Letters from an emotionless robot
dear emotionless robot,
Do this, stop that
go here, stay there,
walk, don’t run
listen, don’t talk
express, but don’t create
