Discussion in 'Poetry Realm' started by Xero Satsujin, Nov 13, 2003.
I've cried countless tears
Over these past years
But none of them are like this
Because this is what I miss
A time when all seemed well
Not trapped to this here hell
Confined to a place only in sleep
Where pain leaps at the tears I keep
So this is one that I let go
This is one that I let show
It fell, and it rolled down my face
Leaving deep burning marks in its place
And I start counting the tears all over again
Because they mixed with the ink in my pen
i dropped my tears one by one...
they started to formulate into a forumula of one...
deeply in the transaction of my sleep...
i get up in the morning and i wheep...
crying for the one who left before...
leaving me in a tranquility of my sleep...
i morn and fall back into one moment of despair...
something i just keystyled to the picture, havent done one of these 'write to pic' things in a while
staining a page with tainted ink
never seemed to matter much
my work was an expression of myself
am i then tainted?
fear is in my hand
honesty sliding smoothly
across the page
as this tainted ink
slowly stays bubbled
as the surface
for all to see
the page cant except it
within my eyes
always sliding smoothly
this hasnt happened before
i knew i shouldnt cry
even my one outlet
wont except these tears...
This isn't a tear
it's emotions escaping
as a symbol of regret
that this life is forcefully raping
scream as thier will it's penetrating
to leave them alive
but with death resonating
from a beatless heart
that drums the march of the fading
breath that falls
as the saline is escaping
for to combust into pieces
is better than hating
every emotion within us
when they start rapidly mating
to create new feelings
that confuse and are frustrating
when you cant care for them
and they turn into
an emotion escaping.
Xero, MisterEThoughts, Dark_Angel very nice work, hot shit from all of you
damn 49th u are my inspiration bro fuck u amaze me everytime damn bro peace we gotta talk
I like all the pieces so far, but Dark Angel's piece stands out to me, because it's like she can't escape, and I know all too well what that is like...Welcome back MisterEThoughts, good to see you back up in the realm...Prophet, I got ya message but I was at work so I couldnt respond...peace...
anonymous unclear in da midst
when in a search for self
A mirror becomes clear in the mists...
it reflects me
all filled up with transparantness
its scares me
hazardous seemingly hollow...
a tear from gods cheek at a horrid pace...
hopin to be swallowed...
And never leave the comfort of his face...
outcasted feelin scorned and denied
my destination is uncertain...
But I find comfort bein born in his eyes
iono felt this with the pic I cant really compete with the real poets..cause damn yall got some nice pieces up in hea..but I hope some of you like it
We stand toe to toe face to face
Setting the stage for a rampage of rage
Clenched teeth-clenched fist-lose feet
"I aint neva seen dis nigguh fight i wanna see how Truf be"
"Yo Truf i think dis boy is pussy"
Me too im jus waitin til dis dude tries to push me
Im gon hit him so hard he'll feel mo pressure than Bush be
Crowds surround and hound wantin see us both brawl
All i need is one hit directly to the jaw
Madd heads all around drinkin and placin they bets
Dis been the longest 30 seconds and niether one of us has swung yet
It dont matter i aint neva scared im ready to vent
My hesitance is evident
By this drip of sweat
Stating MY Nervousness
Truthfully Speakin and Truf Fully Spittin OUT
Jus keystyle of wut i think about dis image cus i see a drop of sweat.
Yo Angel i mos def feelin dat i'll tell u why when i get a chance....Prophet u an intense poet aint u?deep as an abyss...Im feelin urs Xero always makin me think(i hate u lol)...I replied to urs MisterE...and Strike(read wut i said about Prophet)lol i dont expect everyone to reply to everyone like i did im jus too nice lol let me shut up OUT
wow the quality of all these peices, great work
Some really nice pieces here!
it's happenin again
that thing we call crying
that disgusting show of emotion
.....makes you wish you were stronger
so then you bleed
so then you bleed
with the lights off
it's so much easier
giving way to the misery
dying to get out
anyway that's possible
seeping through your eyelids
caressing your sunken cheeks
now slide your tongue out
a bit more to the right
quickly catch them as they fall
and pretend it's the last time
you'll ever see them
you promised yourself
and you never break your promises
these are all very beautiful pieces, Xero, truf, 49th and dark angel...u all expressed your feelings very well!! Very nice
Thank you very much misspimp =)
Everyone did an excellent job on this I must say
Yo, thanx all for the pieces up here, and all did do a great job including the new comers...MissPimp, thanx for that, and yeah, I'll holla...1
This picture represents vitality…
Gaze.... Look harder
Can you see it?
the liquid pain has been charted
is it not seen to the untrained eye
no refection can trap lights of truth or fear
of surprise from ones own eye
the truth is made clear
A tear--- no…
perhaps a rain drop from an guardian angel eye,
writing a letter to his creator- there is danger beneath the skies.
Our fears are tears of warning something is conjuring
within a solitudes sphere no being knows life is growing.
our seclusion under a microscope represents the essence of existence
a description of not knowing in the form of liquid question
6 billion tears absorbed by Earths own sheets of evolution,
maybe this letter that holds the liquid drop could moisten the world-
or even better-- a symbolic jesters to drought land settlers to adore
a tear drop no…. just molecules waiting to burst out into a streams of life
while leaving a water spot trail for breathing souls to follow to heavens doors.
tears escape from my eyes//
the cause of this break is piling lies//
from the people i cared most for//
now my hearts only left soar//
but i thought if i devote more//
time..people wouldnt disregard me//
or my plans to be//
a succesful person in life, try ta be in the right//
no more fist fights, no more hatin outta spite//
just shake them off, tears and all//
jus remeber when i fall that those fakes dont call/
my eyes on a textured surface
good eye front
depth inserted bent mirror imperfect
not certain of clear circles
splashed into view
askew through the lake
fish drop from weight
sail straight by
fly with porous wings
strings stapled together feathered underwater
sent to severed worlds
look closer at the girl
-I tell myself
the heat is getting to me
...i'm trying, i'm trying
i can't escape
the heat is turning my body moist
my heart pounding faster
in my crescendo of pulsating veins
i got to be quiet...
close your eyes...bequiet
constrict in darkness's arms
where do i go?
my temperature's rising
..they'll hear me
the heat is getting to me
atmoshpere of scorching flames
i have to run
...the'll find me
my sweat is heavy
...so is your sin
close your eyes
the eyelid of your guilt
...then why do you sweat?
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