I've been at this for years, and I still can't keep up with you!
You always win at everything I'm best at, so I guess this is the truth,
There is no way to master anything unless you "break bones" at
Everything you do. In this world, it's either "kill or be killed,"
At least in the competitive world. Well, I'm sure that they've
Displayed maturity at every turn making things this way.
The only way to win is to give up at everyone's stupid immature
Years down the line, I'm still a supposed newb at everything I work so hard at. Piano, poetry, games, art, the list goes on and on...
In walking, ones thoughts become still. This is not to say that time stops; instead, in peace, each moment becomes clear, bright, as if seen through crystal infinitely delicate, held to the eye in wonder. In walking, I have felt these moments.
I saw once a great tree, standing beside the wooded trail. Approaching, I laid my hand on the roughness of its bark--and in doing so my heart was lifted, and reverence fell upon me, as dew blown from the highest boughs. I bowed my head, silent. Then I continued on my way.
as the lifting
of the gossam veil
this deep tree
With material things
Pictures and words
Promises and lies
It make people forget
They forget what really matters
What is really important
They get too absorbed
In their pictures and words
A simple gesture
That's all we need
We get wrapped up in the technicalities
We complicate things
We add pictures and words
Even though we do not need them
To express ourselves
We have no need for these new languages
These new pictures and words
What we need is something old
Something nearly forgotten
It's older than the desert
Older than the ocean
Than the trees
Than the mountains
Purer than a snowflake
Or a child's laugh
Or a sunbeam
It requires no explanation
No pictures or words
It's something we all understand
Yet we have forgotten
We have forgotten it
What we need is love
Love that does not need explanation
That does not need pictures and words
Told myself I'd keep this quite a never speak on it again
But it's way past the point of enemies to friends
I feel the heat of the bullets they shoot at me and forgot to wear my vest
Learned you gotta endure the hate regardless!
Even if you showcase everything that is ya best
Let me start with every woman - I remain distant
Apparently my masculine formula is the receipt of loves strong resistances
And it come with locked bars with 3 shots of pain
1 is my undefined emotions
2 is I'd rather not say their names
3 is everything wrong with my mind
So I guess 4 would be shame
Shame of what it is that i demonstrate as I embrace hate of myself for letting go of the hand of faith
Cause you wanted me to gamble on a hand I didn't wanna play
You grew colder over time and started running away
Dont get to flattered cause with beauty comes disaster
It's how you come out of it that's all that really matters
Tryna survive in a white world while my other half doesn't matter
I've beat down myself for months and months
If I don't come out clean with this I'd f$&kin; erupt
I'm beyond past the point of trying to please my family and friends
I wonder how y'all feel if you seen my mortality abruptly come to an end
Y'all need to think a lil more about when you approach me for discussion
Because a smile could be broken and my brain insanely corrupted
But that's nor here nor that and don't dare ask me questions
Cause unless ya name is god I refuse to give you any confessions
This just a pen of the top and a writing to ease my soul
Feel the condensation from my breath as I naturally speak real cold
I embrace being a killer and more so undefined
Just after 27 years I finally enjoy my unfinished design
The build up will kill you if you think holding it in is the answer
And the truth will set you free but lies kill ya slow like cancer
Thinking "so many questions"
Never enough answers
Maybe I need clarity from one of my past dancers
Maybe the angels are singing and the melody soothes my heart
Maybe I get off in ripping everyone apart
Maybe I'm a lair and my bad guy act will soon expire
Maybe I'm open minded but misery I just hired
Maybe this is all a front and I command some attention
Maybe I left out her name cause pathetic doesn't deserve a mention
Maybe I'm smarter than you know and I'm 2 steps ahead of ya
Maybe I'm real dumb and can't understand any of ya
Maybe it's a diversion and I'm waiting on my conversion to turn into the moment that no one thought was certain
Well close the curtains
Cause I'm done with this and my pens dried up
I'm tired of pretending to care and give anymore f$&ks;
This isn't a threat nor a warning
That style kinda gets boring
This a piece letting the world know your bullish!t I'll be ignoring
Cause I worked on myself and will continue to do so forever - for me
I just need y'all to stop and let simply do me
Cause I ain't causing any harm and enjoying being alone and keeping to myself
I don't need anyone's concerns nor anyone's help
Hellopoetry hush ya mouth and no need to pay recognition
Most of you write the same thing and can't even pay recognition
To an east who's off the leash and your sorrow
Is what he feast
If you have a problem with me come and test out my teeth
I'll roam and I'll roar I'll swim and I'll soar
I'll listen to the voices in my head who say "you suck and do more!"
And remain to get better
Push on and get stronger
This my last piece for you all
I don't care to write anymore
The pen can't take it any longer
And I'm gone
Joe burden - Eminem inspired piece - just showcasing my strong words and punchlines here. Last one.
Standing on a cliff
the sea is vast open
waves whispering softly
drifting seashells come ashore
lost their purpose
lost their homes
but still beautiful
so beautiful and empty
sharing the tale of love
how it all starts
and what will we become
how all will be forgotten
so I will become nothing
just dust drifting in the air
so peaceful and one with the universe
I used to think that loving someone meant:
Loving them despite their flaws,
loving their body,
loving their eyes,
loving the way their lips move when they speak.
You saw them and loved the thing
they call a body.
I used to believe in love at first sight,
knowing right away,
when you saw someone,
that your souls were meant to mingle
as were your lives.
I used to believe you’d love someone fully
from that first moment.
That through the lens of your love
they would be perfect,
and your love would be all the stronger for it.
Now I know what loving is.
When I first met you
I knew you were dismissive
by your disregard for your appearance.
I saw your birthmark
and your imperfect teeth.
And judged you for it.
I heard your awkward laugh,
And your dismissal of things
that I thought
And I thought you were foolish and disdainful.
Your body was like those birds which stand
above the water they fish in,
and it was funny.
But we braved trials together.
And I began to know you,
to really see you.
I learned what it meant when you said,
I learned your handwriting and the way you eat.
Ketchup. Everything drowning in
I saw you.
And before I knew it, I loved you too.
I didn’t see your birthmark.
I loved making you laugh.
I thought it was funny
watching you fold yourself
into a Chevy S10.
In other words,
a tiny red truck,
for the layman.
We passed each other notes,
We eat at the same diner
The waitress brings our drinks
right when we sit down
but not menus.
We sit and don’t talk, for hours.
in the diner, on the couch.
in the car
while you drive, because you love to drive
(especially in the snow),
sometimes I think you talk
just to fill
t h e s p a c e.
We drive thirty mintues
to go to Olive Garden
on a Sunday.
In a blizzard.
The waitress gave us nine mints.
(So it was worth it.)
You texted me
when your brother-in-law left your sister.
and you asked
what to do.
When I fall asleep in the car
to a ‘patriot’ radio station
you drive slowly
so I’m not disturbed.
You are ridiculous.
And I have also become ridiculous.
Half of what I say,
are our jokes.
So none of it makes sense
to anyone else.
The same words fall from our lips
at the same time.
My hand is your hand
and now your thoughts are my thoughts
and we are sameness.
I think I know now what love is.
It’s not despite.
It’s not instead.
It’s not because of.
It’s seeing and accepting those flaws.
Until you don’t see them anymore.
We are just arguing over semantics,
when we both know that
what I said is true.
I could have said it another way,
but that will not change what is important -
or choose to judge the way I speak...
but I am correct.
Do not let emotion
cloud your judgement,
or anger douse what is real.
I may be mean,
while ignorance is bliss...
but I choose to remain above all this.