Instinct.Poet Posted June 18, 2003 This Man,And his words,one together like sun and summer weather rather being expressive releasing excessive amount stresses to show my issue like any man from mogadishu,and on this forums I blow them like tissue......................... My eyes, the window to the source of so many diverse churning emotions like an ocean, an in and out tide typa motion shudderin at the notion of truth to, success after no sin yeah, I shrug off the "way out" peeps be proposing cuz the only freedom that leaves my soul open, with the ability to keep hoping is the melodious style of wordplay shot out through my pen, my old friend Me and ink, in sync creating a complete link to each and every thought I think even when I'm down and sick, cloudin my mind, the truth is still seen and I fiend for the dream to be a free being music brings the closest feeling to these things- A nirvanic state, boom chic boom chic chic……at any rate, music..my soul mate gave ya'll the SKYHIGH CD self titled THE ARRIVAL based on truth about survival up to date there's always that perfect song or beat that relates the the happiness or hate whatever life places on my plate, music provides the outlet to escape my mind is strong but seems lately I cant hold the weight I pace, write and retrace as I wait handin sh1t over to fate because I've had all the sh1t I can take Like humpty dumpty, I've broken into too many damn pieces my intinctive words—the only way to release this to ease this, rhymin is my adhesive repairin my broken mind, as it silently soothes and teaches I laid in my bed today and stepped outside my body for the first time I REALLY saw ME I didn't feel pain and I didn't feel sorry the peace I felt was ironically alarming Through all the distraught feelings, I feel strength in multitudes pain weather old or new, its made and molded YOU life definitely takes a hold of you, mentally blue coding you pain infinitely is pursuin you, lettin you get comfy then uprootin you guess all you can do is be true to you- Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Batuulo Posted June 18, 2003 When you can dream beyond today and rise above your fears and doubts; When you can conquer every trial that comes to those who dare to climb the highest heights; When you can keep on getting up each time you've failed...or been knocked down; When you can walk through the fires of criticism and disregard the jibes of jealous lesser men; When you can see your greatest strength lies in your faith and gentleness... your greatest courage in admitting your faults, and with God's help, strive to overcome them; When you can accept responsibility for resolving all your hurts and break the chain from generations past; When you can know a father's love and feel with all your heart; When you can love yourself, others, and God more than earthly gain or fame and recognition, you will, my son, be then a man – and indeed a great man at that. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mz-alpha-soup Posted June 24, 2003 instincts ..big props.. A man and his words u say... man who throwz ma concrete heart in turmoil i say Man who natures his benevolent dreams.. to become light shinning its beams i crave..revell..invisioning courting maself,bars blocking me, still reasoning ...... I say woman's words ,cutting deep.. I say a woman's words are neva mean.. unless scorned by him burns like thorns , where'z tha leaf? watering down this built in inferno.. hellucinating playin ball vulture laminating the surface rethinking these tides thaz rolling fo dayz open flower curving out.. seeing summer wether in bouts.. shortcommings yet too long to douse heat eluminating on tha skids of tha plough.. like the garden of eden, she still mounts.. ....... No lessons learnt but soon it ebades.. maturity knocking loud, shaking mane.. shampoo these bridge separating lay out frazzled,foundation weakening.. forces join...hearts glowing.. shoudl have happened back in tha days when we all sat down and prayed... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted June 24, 2003 Ma.Alpha..poet,(my personal nick for you) To be real and be forward with you, That was beautifull, even more exquisite,as you expressed it. And me i have my words,and my glory being ignorant and completely convinced to deny my side of the story... is o.k cuz i experienced social hysteria,in daily matrimony.... its now mandatory to remove the masks, to those blind to my side... so they align in disguise,and try to decriminalize my mind... realize im an individual that has yet to live my time... but the roads have a darker shed of life leaving some blind... to the strife experienced cuz i keep it silent... theres a better solution other than violence.... but people sayin killin is neccessary and dividing necessety... the one race....no different shade divide and form hate... religion and seperation of state... the speculations hesitates my mind form... which still exists thru the storm... they dont acknowledge my mind form cuz like a sponge i absorb... common sense in harmony but they just refuse to listen and disregarding the... evidence that their over took by negligence and just claim im estimatin a proper preference... i cant deny my prescene....i gotta focus on tommorrow... the road of destiny is dark,and others hearts seem hollow... they confused by what they really follow..and claim its styles i borrow... but im the condensed author convinced by sorrow... that ill never turn my back on an individual never startle... gotta mantain a remarkable work ethic...cuz a common connection with another in affection has never been effective... i didnt earn any of my beliefs from my genetics... never hesitant..cuz i cant even get back a second... gotta focus on opportunity... thru the mental scrutiny obtained by hypocrit communities sayin that im not immune to the culture, that i choose... i remain enthused in my conquest of dark light... if its war they want cant afford to have stage fright... gotta let them know what they refuse to know that i disengage hype... Whats real is real. Keep it basic.....Intinct poet... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mz-alpha-soup Posted June 25, 2003 ma alpha poet..mmh like tha sound of that. thnx but your peotry iz more than floetry.. i scratch the surface while u dig deeper.. well put, fits into one like real poetry.. bringing everyone's thought wider.. Round two aint no jump off tell this story but keep it hidden in the loft tendecies abiding by sore needs metaphors eluding artistic rhythm gettin mean sacarsm cutouts in breed making piles, stacking up withering creating a deep hollow like u say Lingering efervescent thoughts twisted up in hay.. we all succumb to this notion pple sufferin yet heavy artiller keeps rolling in shame to those who attribute to this, cutting of thier motions.. wish i had a magic potion.. casting shadows ,bringing life,thick like lotion.. taking bresth in shot gasps has been since AD now the BC, making all tha difference with diin pray for those curled up waiting to stretch those muscles clenched up Glad i would be, am just trying to cut this words with this poem each day opening eyes to the summer sun making me gald its me.. by dawn rainbow colours in the sky wishin i woznt them sun setting,reflecting back on my day not wishing to take it back but to thank it coz i aint in a ward time to move forward... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted June 25, 2003 A man and his word :rolleyes: ............ Spoken 2 a woman Name it I will do it for you. Full promises to meet up to your expectaion, am all for you my sugar love; I plan to console you! Hold you~ Love you~ Know you~ Fill up ya plate with fulfilled promises, give you a real mans word. As you heard, am free with my words like a green'bird. Uttering; you my love will be the one I come for. A man and his words can be spoken in soo many tongues. Inhailed expressions from ones lungs, made me sight and say: "Baby ya love left me feeling hung". Asking me if I feel your the one. Tiresome from your follow up questions about if I love, and if I do; whats the reason. What do I see you in you? What makes me wanna be with you? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah B4 I lose it. Don't confuse it, when I tell you don't controle my tongue, or I'll end up tell you a lie. Honest as I may be, I'll even bluff from the sparkl in my eye. Tell you what you want to hear, 4get what u need to hear. As you wish my lady, my words are as you command. A mans word is spoken by Aggravation: A womans word is spoken by inquisitiveness: Keep your conceptration and your patience.... Am out with my words as a man~ ... ~1~ PME Vision Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Xafsa Posted June 26, 2003 nice job everybody Instinct poet my fellow mnpls nomad that was well put together. BAtuulo--beautiful!! Mizz alpha--you got mad talent deadly vision-what can I say except keep 'em coming salaam Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mz-alpha-soup Posted July 5, 2003 Awoman and her words ...Spoken to man oh baby baby baby first words running thru blood eyes clapping,love at first sight.. u ma forest,when i wonna hide out of mind u ma gentle giant,when i wonna cuddle.. lustre,finesse,your creativity and style bundles into one thrown amidst this rhythmic tree leaves blown away by breeze crowding together,phat yet lean.. i say,this is it emotions overworked need i say it? never understood the concept man tryin hard ,his feelings unkempt.. :confused: after grabbing her moulds her complications round the bend ima stop here and take a breath... :rolleyes: Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mz-alpha-soup Posted July 6, 2003 Another deep breath he says 'ma nine' she says 'ma eighth' a woman's story to a man... energized thru emotions lying domant.... now that we're older~ like stagnant water~ brushing past like flies... nesting, breeding wid all these lies.... broken glass peaces stabbing~ dusty feet az she bends down grabbing~ horns of the rushing bull.... seeing red colours,charging~ sparadic moves killing the souls of ma 'mules'... rich shoes, fitting rich moods far of margin~ stepping off like linesmen on a pitch... playerz shooting target without a hitch... spectators clutchin fists,clapping.... how? yet we here the sounds rhyming..... looking back thru years of bliss..... wondering how to leave...... yet one's thought process begs to b wrapped up... in all the the good feelings he brings to us... heart split in the middle.... wayward coz it has fizzled.... now tell me the audacity ... to ever think this whole saga can be rekindled... looking into the eyes of ma eagle*** hate to stay rediculed... metaphors, sacarsm wat a riddle*** Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Nefertiti Posted July 6, 2003 *claps*, Well done to everyone. Shiirdh y'all got soo much talent, Masha'allah. Mz_alpha, ma girl; keeping dem coming sis, I always knew you was talented! Your words cross the distances between us faster than lightning-and-sunlight woven, and they pierce my heart with their intensity, making me feel like your spirit is leaning over me as my eyes trail your words on the screen. To everyone else, owee-wowee-fantastically-done!! Qoxootimammi~ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
