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in church today i was inspired to make a kinda poetry threadwe used 2 have 1 but i dont no where it went so id thought why not see what types of poetry/literature the peeps are into/relate tobasically just let ur self go and feel free 2 express ur words and emotins creativly in this threadwether it be ur own art or summin by a poet u ratespoken wordquoteslyricsbarsor even short storiessharing is caring il start, this is by a woman called Esther Austin a freind of my mums, i mentioned her b4i rate her worki know im a bitch but dont take it out on me in this thread, u can abuse other threads with, well, abuseOpportunity Beckons'I stand against the hands of timeand the forces of complacencyas a single entityburning with a fervencyyearning with anticipationeager to touch the hands of opportunityand 2 let the embrace of successhug me warm in2 the armsof ambition's endeavourI seek and search no more4 the tools 2 succeedare hidden within meso i MUST delve with eagernessand even trepidation4 who knows what greatness lies within'

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i bk this thread.IM TRYNA GET PAID BY THE END OF THE YEARSO IM IN THE RAVE WITH THE PENG TING OF GEAR AND ITS CLEARNO CATS NO TIME TO BE HEREBUT A COUPLE BUFF TINGS WANNA WINE FROM THE REARSO U KNOW WHAT IM ON, NOT REALLY KNOWN FOR SLOWING IT DOWNBUT WITH THE RIGHT TUNE, ILL MAKE THE RIGHT GIRL START HOLDIN HER GROUNDTOUCHIN HER TOES, BUT US MAN ARE ROADSO IF A BREDDA STEPS UP US MAN ARE KNOWN TO DO WHAT WE DUZ, PSGS A CREW WIT A BUZZTHAT USED TO THE FUSSSO EVEN GOOD GIRLS START TO MOVE LIKE A SLUTITS NUTSAND U KNOW WHERE TO FIND MENOT ON THE DANCEFLOOR WHAT I WANNA DANCE FORWHEN I CAN MOVE TO THE CHICK THAT U JUS BOUGHT A DRINKTAKE HER TO THE CARPARK AND DO SUTTIN HARDCORE.- MikeGlorious

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TOP BOY SPITTER IN THE GAME THATS YOUTOP WASTEMAN IN THE GAME THATS MEREAL ROAD MAN FROM FATCH THATS YOUANY PUSSYOLE MC THATS MERUN UP ON DA SHOTTAS FOR DA BELLY THATS YOUNEVER BUSS A STRAP IN MY LIFE THATS MESLEW DEM CREW THATS YOUCAME FROM THE ANYBOY CREW THATS MESLEW A 5 MAN CREW NAH CUZ THATS YOUGET SWUNG BY UPPERCOMERS BLUD THATS ME- Escobar

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lmao im feeling it (the lyrics not the arm)more il post sumin i did my self when i can be arsed 2 look 4 itanother 1 from her 'wat are the worth of tear drops which only lie frozen in the pond of dosappointment pain and lonlinessstagnent and cast asideas if time had eloped....Yet so many souls fail 2 find comfort and love as the world turns its cheek the other way unrepentantin its desirew to disassociate itselffailing to acknowledge and giv respect 2 the presence of a life a livingbreathingwonderful entityand so those souls wonderaimlessly admist the dirt tracks of their existancetheir tears stagnatingcrystals formingin2 thorns of pain unfulfilleduntouchedand unloved'style is like a young english Angelou 'thru lack of wisdon my people perish'

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is that how u feel at the moment Erethichow do u relate to those particular words at this period in timeis ur head feeling mangled and dangled due to the oppressive contrainments of the hectic land we dwell in when u walk does it tilt 2 one sidei feel ur pain

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larlbedtime freestyles yh'nocturnal insecurities keep me up at nighti need sleeplet me go andrest my weary eyesb4 i get 2 deep inside thoughts of my mind, i beg u tell me im just parrasmoke herb as i try figure rules ofda straight n narra lane, shamecuz its lookin kina swervythere is a big boss, n i just hope he spares sum mercylol they say im parratokelick the brain watch it floatfeel it 2 my marra folksf*ck it udont wana know the darkest secrets of the oceanjust stay afloat n keep it 'wavy' tru the motionseff it let me go and sleep, slow jams on and number sheepcant let dis ting get 2 deeplay an pray my soul is worth enuf 4 him 2 wana keep'*sets alarm 4 9am*

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Off the top of my head tender poetry:Open your earsDon’t allow these words to be ignored by yearsFearing lullabies, containing the same old liesDealing just to deal is just a crimeBesides I know you wouldn’t mindTrying something new so

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IM LONG WHITE AN SKINNY SO I GUESS I RESEMBLE SNIFFTHATS KOOLCOZ WHEN PEOPL START HEARING ME SPITTIN THAT PIFFTHEIR NOSE STARTS ITCHINGWANTING TO HEAR SOME MORE LINESTHEM SICK RHYMESTHE SORTA sh*t THAT MAKES PEOPLE DO THOSE f*ckED CRIMESI DO HIP HOP AN RAP BUT MAINLY GRIMEMY PERSONALITYYH NUFF PEOPLE HATE MINEBUT I DONT GIVE A sh*t IM ONLY HERE FOR THE MONEY AN I DONT WASTE TIME MAKING MINEAN IF I SEE ANY TYPA SIGN THAT YOUR TRYNA f*ck WITH MINETHEN I WONT MIND DO DOING THE TIME- Elvis

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thos is nice i like creative writing. heres something written by me...thos was just random writing: called it HUSSSHI am peckish for SILENCE. I hunger for PEACE. I thirst for just a drop of TRANQUILITY. Even just for 2 seconds... It would ever be so fulfilling.the world is too loud. do u get what i mean? its like everyone is talking at the same time. people asking at the same time. comments coming at me at the same time. demands. questions. words. demands. demands. demands.exams. job. family. friends. acquaintances. parties. even links lol. just stress stress and more stress. dont you just wish it would all just be still for a moment? just HUSSSSHHH. this i wrote a few years back: its called hate.. Hate for youHate for meHate for all that used to be usHate for my body because it turned you onHate for it too because i wonder,"Is that what made you move on?"Hate for my eyes because they still hold your imageHate for my mind because of all the memories it spillsEach a shot of the good times held so still,Almost feels like we still areHate for meHate for youHate for all that reminds me of youEvery whisper of your name which still makes me float..Hate for all the joys that i still dream ofHate for the look i get when i think of youHate for the way you still have me in checkHate for the way i would always have your backHate for youHate for meHate for the fact that if you came back,In your arms i would runBecause in my mind you are the one.

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Something from a few years back by me.Stuck In ItAn honest mistake. HonestlyWhy wasnt I protected? The rubber insurancecover - it was there, free, readybut Ileft it there... and i regret ithow 15 minutes of enjoymentcan be forgotten in 15 seconds. I'm too young I was too young And immaturity via my 'youngness'Has got me Stuck in it.

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