Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish

About Me

In My Own Words: With so many talented poets in the region, how do you stand out and become recognized for your flow, your thoughts, and your performances? While listening to the prolific shit that others spit, how can you consider yourself a poet? These are questions that I pose to myself frequently, and yet I have determined no definite answers. So instead of comparing myself to those who I consider true poets ("Xero" Skidmore, D. Brasco, Exodus, Travis, WOOD, Tajj Freeman to name a few), I continue to write what I feel as I feel it. NO CUT, NO EDIT, NO REVISION. This is not to show a lack of respect for the art that I hold so dear, but because I rarely write my thoughts: I write my emotions. So as I write my poems I dont right my wrongs or it would feel incomplete to me. Someday I may change my approach, but until then don’t call me a poet. I’m not worthy of that title. I remain your nervous, neighborhood Konartist, and I deserve the title of Feelist. And as your watch read and listen, I hope your feel this as much as I do. This is all that I have.

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Member Since: 11/25/2005
Band Website: 360.yahoo.com/konsequence81
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My Blog

damn

My nerves is so shot... i cant write no kind of poem, flow, nothing. I gotta have surgery tomorrow and I'm scared as shit... its outpatient or whatever, but its my eyes... pray for me......
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 07:16:00 PST

Goodbye

Aint no sunshine this morning& Same as yesterday Can't sleep when I close my eyes I only see your face Now you're gone away from me, and not coming back. I don't know what to do I don't know how to ac...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 10:27:00 PST

Ms. Understood

She stands in his shadow, trying to make it to the light Stays in the background making sure everything is alright When everything is all wrong Yet she dont go home. She go hard till he scream fo...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 09:48:00 PST

Months later, about a year after...

My father was murder back in April of this year and I was on a state imposed hiatus from society, so I was never able to pay him his proper respects. To this day I have not been by to visit his grave ...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 08:36:00 PST

All that I have

I see it in your smile and feel it in your touch You love me... And it takes my breath away everytime I see your face You dont know what you do to me You're the shiver in my spine and you're always on...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 07:56:00 PST

Random Musings (Nightmare Edition)

I dont know how I keep coming back to you One day you telling me how much you missed me and the next I'm hiding how much you hit me from my friends... See thats not they business and with me and ...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 10:15:00 PST

Random Musings (Running Scared Edition)

I wanna take a flight into the night to escape the dawn of a new dayAnd you say I'm not ambitiousYou say I'm lazy, confused, and inconsiderateBut I'm just meAll that I was supposed to be I'm realizing...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:50:00 PST

Slimm, Interrupted

I'm caught up in the most vicious of triangles. James wants her, she wants me, and I want James. Not really sure where to start or how to explain all the pain, shame, lies, and games that's about to u...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 11:07:00 PST

ne me quitte pas

I'm stuck between a wall and a hard place with a decision I don't wanna make staring me right between the eyes, with one hand on my thigh& a finger on my lips& and im scared to blink cuz the mom...
Posted by Mr, Do What He Want/Say What He Wish on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 05:48:00 PST