Her words pierced my heart
Like a dagger that was sharp
Sharp like the pencil I write my poems with
I had bittersweet feelings for her
I loved her
But I hated her
I also don't know how
Her conversations
Were convincing
Causing me to confide
Uncomfortably...
I always thought that her communication skills
Were honed at birth
Her confusing conversations
Filled with words that collaborated
Words that collided
Words that clashed
Together
As she spoke
Her tongue was like a paint brush
Painting all the thoughts in my mind
As she spoke
I could not help but notice
How her lips
Created an effect
That made her pictures seem so vivid
She hated summer
I don't know why
Maybe because it made her
Cold heart warm
Or maybe because she liked
The winter cuddles
She hated summer
Because she thought
Her body wasn't fit for the season
What she didn't know was
I loved her the way she was
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
I realised that 2am
Is the perfect hour
To maybe shower
My pages with ink
And really think proper
Before I write
The right words
So that I don't get left behind
By my mind
Cause I think fast
But write slow
So
Basically it shows
When my wrist flows
Don't match my mood
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
Read too many books
Had a headache of letters
Now I'm vomiting these words...
They said I'm sick
Went to the doctor
He said it's just an overdose
On language
You would say I'm crazy
When I express myself
With letters, coming from ink
But ****
There's no mental institution for poets
I usually listen to drums
Cause' it reminds me of my heart
My heart beat
That keeps me alive...
Even though I don't duck or jive
I knew I was bound for this
At the tender age of five
I have dreams
And they are bigger than the ones
I have when I sleep
Partly motivated
By nobody but me
Underrated individual
Who is fueled by words
Please don't judge, just let me be
Me
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
His words spilled to the floor
And spread like a virus
His words touched more souls
Than a pastor on a Sunday service
But for some unknown reason
His words were ignored
His words evoked unknown feelings
That onky God could explain
Feelings that make the heart
Emit rainbows
But for some unknown reason
His words were ignored
His combination of letters
Created words that spoke
An exotic language
That only the subconscious mind
Could understand
But for some unknown reason
People were in denial
His words were like a key
That would unlock every soul
That was trapped
His words would bring light
To the darkest of souls
Souls that were deep down
In the arms of the devil
And yes
The devil did despise him
All those beautiful words
Coming out that complex mouth
Came from a dark and lonely mind
Which knew
All the aspects of pain
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
Darkness
Darkness
all I see is darkness
Now this black vision has a hold in me
Like a harness
Lost and confused
Cause' the light bulb inside my eye room
Had a fuse
Does someone have a candle or torch
That I could use
How ironic that I see no colour
But this blindness gives me the blues
Eyes with no vision
But to see
Is the vision
If I had my sight
Before God put me to the test
I'd be busy with my revision
The touch
Is the precision
To braille?
Have no decision
Even with no dictionary
My hands and ears
Give ny life definition
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC
I'm tired of living
I wish I could hibernate
My body is wary
My mind is wary
I wish I had a turn off
Or reset button
Wll
Life is hard
Like concrete bricks
Concrete bricks which I need
To build my future
But somehow
When it's halfway
The building collapses
Try to pick them up again
Place them one by one
And then
Sit down and rethink another plan
I should let go
Of my good guy tendencies
It gets you nowhere
Maybe I should change my ways
And be a villain
Cause' that black dot
Is consuming me
Consuming my soul
Until my mind, body and spirit
Are in a black hole
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 3:55 AM UTC
BodyWhen you're happy
Everything seems easy
Sometimes I ask myself
'How come the world spins
But we don't feel dizzy?'
'How come the best pickup lines
come offas cheesy?'
Last week I asked God if we could chill
And he said he was kinda busy
I think words carry more value
Than actions
Cause' you rwally much believe
What is received by the ear
Than the eye
And I
May come off as sly
If I use words
That create that strong feeling inside
I live my life in a prison
And here's my reason:
My thoughts are trapped
Inside my mind
And I find it hard to free them
Cause' I'm scared that someone would steal
My ideas
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 4:51 AM UTC
Blue and red flashing through his window
Ran away from the popo
Gasping
Cause' his wind's low
A loser in jail
But he has a chance
He could win though
Opened the door
And let the wind blow
Howling of the hound
Front door down
Police get in
Guess what?
No sound
Fast footsteps on the ground
Of the young **** who was bound
To be in school
But he took it like a joke
Ha ha
Pro clown
Running through the bush
Blood hounds behind
Adrenaline pumped by the fear
Running in his mind
Yeah he was cruel minded
But his love was one of a kind
This love was caused by the one inside....
Of the bag
Using...
Helicopter spotlights
Geographical spot heights
Cause' they knew this criminal was not light
What they were doing was not right
After a while he took a shot right
Through his heart then his eyes went low
Like smoking *** sight
The police surrounded the lying body
Blood on the floor
Bullets in his leg, arm, shoulder
And in his heart was number four
This time the popo were raw
No smackdown just ********
Dead was the ****
Everyone was sure
After a while of silence
After a while of pure silence
A crying voice went out
Everyone knew it
No doubt
One of them opened the bag
It was a lady
No one thought it would be possible
It was a baby
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 3:35 AM UTC
He
Met her when he
Was walking down the road
Eye contact so intense
Even their minds connected
But it was in
Utter silence
Both minds were talking
Talking with body language
Which he spoke fluent
And she could understand clearly
A week later
He
Invaded her space
A week later
He
Fondled her
And in that same week
He
Kissed her
Kisses from neck to toe
Going down slow
Past the stomach
Then to the...
Oh
The lip biting
Love biting
The
Heavy breathing
Touch pleasing
As his hand
Went down
He found out that
She's wet
Wet as...
The fish that swim
In the ocean
Every time he wanted ***********
The course
Of her morals intervened
Creating that space between
Them...
The mind and body
Were one
But their souls
Were apart
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
Feels like...
I'm the black dot
Amongst the white
Feels like...
I'm the only dull star
Shining at night
Feels like...
People can't see me
When their get into contact with my presence
They just lose sight
It also feels like...
I'm in a glass at the museum
And people are watching me
They say I'm unique
They say I'm exclusive
Like the clothes at a boutique
But I
Don't have that kind of mindset
I'm different
And all I think about
Is how am I going to stand out
Its like my mind
Is a magnet that attracts critics
Then it passes it to the heart
From the hert to the body
Making me numb
As a whole
Acting like I don't care
But my ears are wide open
Er drum taking all those vocal vibrations
Sending them to the mind,body and soul
Exactly in that order
But hey
This is life
Lord knows why he made me like this
Mybe I'll be something big
But at the moment
I need to dig
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC