family legacy |
Where Im from
I come from the colored section
Negro portion
Red beans, rice, an colla greens
I come from UC schools
L.A High
Brooklyn Pools
And Meager means
Alabama Backwoods
And Tennes...
Posted by on Fri, 19 May 2006 16:06:00 GMT |
new poem |
Sol's daughters
I love how darkness gives way to light,
How the crimsons fill the sky
And the blues hug the mountains tight,
I love when days fly by.
Ill always miss the experience
And wallow i...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 08:51:00 GMT |
different |
I dream of peace
I dream of the day I can rest
With a book full of rhymes
And long odes to pass time
I dream of being at my best
When the muse is guiding
Her words not hiding
Non binding
But fl...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 21:01:00 GMT |
Talent Show |
I redid this one, i think i'll use it and free falling for the talent show tell me what you think
A man comes undone
Fake:
The absence of substance
-The abyss-
I'm a Wasteland of
An American Tragedy
...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 20:59:00 GMT |
some poems i rewrote for english class interesting |
A rewritten excerpt of one of my poems
Head over Heels
I'm falling-
I'm falling up the stairs,
To attic of my mind,
Free falling to heights I could never hope to climb.
I'm falling up
I don't k...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 20:48:00 GMT |
This is what you get when you write poems to dmx: A less illustrative Modern Poe like poem. |
A man comes undone
Fake
The absence of substance
-The abyss-
Wasteland of an American Tragedy
Run amiss
The absurdity
Can't be missed
Irony hitting me
Grasping the truth in the mist
Society questioni...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 20:03:00 GMT |
agian alittle different but i like it |
Cry No More
As you walk through the slums of the City of Gold
Dry you tears at the site of a society Black with Mold
Unclench your fist at the memory of days of Old
And Raise your Voice, Let your stor...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 19:58:00 GMT |
Different but i like it |
Dare to be happy
Let the air fill with the sound of life's music
Walk the halls of heaven's kitchen
And eat the fruits of your labor_
Forget your pain
And dance in the rain
Let the drops wash a...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 19:55:00 GMT |
Crying alone (I don't know why all my poems are so sad, trust my i'm usually not this sad) |
People people peopleTake a look aroundDo you see the ends of your choices?Can feel your dice go round
Round and roundTill they fall to groundSmash and break Yet so easily replaced Because they ar...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jan 2006 18:48:00 GMT |
The fall to Grace |
Im falling-
Im falling up the stairs,
To attic of my mind,
Free falling to heights I could never hope to climb,
Im falling up
I dont know how
I have no control
And the ground is growing further-
F...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Nov 2005 20:15:00 GMT |
