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julian-pirtle
julian-pirtle
ahead of my generation
Hate is hate And love is love And I think that I feel both Cause I love to love But hate to be loved And when push comes to shove I just choke
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Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
Spike
I guess I'm alone I know I'm alone My best friends my all My ex was my home I love them so much But they always will leave So I'll be alone While they do their thing They both have more friends But those friends aren't real They don't know what love is They don't know how to feel They just know how to use And that's what their gonna do So my loves pick and choose And I don't tell them the truth They never pick me They always pick them So I'll sit at home And be lonely again
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
Lonely loner
Every one digs for the light Every strives for the light Every one lives for the light And everyone dies for the light But I am not light I am dark My soul is the shade of my skin No am not light I am dark Like the pain that is buried within I hate the light I hate the sun I’d rather just live in the dark Cause the light hates my and all of my dreams And my dreams are what tear us apart
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 10:02 PM UTC
Untitled
Everything I represent is slowly ******* dying My grades are bad I hate my life and I'm tired of trying I wish that I could spend my entire life crying But I can't even cry no more, ain't that terrible timing My ex girl said she loved me but she obviously was lying I drink and I feel grounded But id much rather be flying
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 10:01 PM UTC
Untitled
I'm a ******* crow. And I love it. I'm Black ,unique ,feared, and above all I'm misunderstood. I am a epitome of fear. A symbol of the unknown. Which makes perfect since considering I am unknown. Most think of birds and think of colors. All colorful birds are thought to be different because of their colors and their physical attributes,But appearance means nothing. They are different on the outside but on the inside they are all the same. No matter how different they look. Most of their attributes are beautiful. From their vibrant colors to their interesting looking beaks. But I'm different, I look plain. I look dead. I look boring and scary and people never look past appearance. They never have and they never will. If they did then crows like me would be a symbol of poeticness, creativeness, and pure brilliance. My sub songs misinterpreted by all that hear them. They think they are obnoxious and rude. While I see them as sentimental and beautiful. I sing my songs out of tiredness of oppression brought to me by society and neglect-ion brought to me by my peers. But it's okay I will always fly. And even when the terrible twisted world I live in takes my wings I will still be heard. Either because my sub songs annoy the **** outta you or cause you look past the screeching sound and find the true Beauty to my madness.
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC
Untitled
There's a new drug on the streets called love .if you never try it you always wonder how it feels. You try it once and you either enjoy the feeling or you hate it cause you hate the fact that one person can have that much control over your happiness. You control your happiness but once you use the drug it's not up to you anymore cause the drug is in your body and intoxicates your mind until you are no longer self-dependent. You let the drug have control over you and you love the feeling. Your happy, care free, and joyous as **** But too much of something kills you. Especially this drug. People tell you things like "your too young" or "you need to focus on yourself" ; to make you stop because they've experienced the drug and they know what it can do. But of course you done listen because the feeling you have when you take the drug is the most alive you have ever felt. So you overdose..... You feel happy for an extended period of time but just like everything else on this sick twisted world nothing lasts. So your happier than you've ever been and then it's over..... and you don't even know what happened.
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 10:09 AM UTC
Untitled
Close your eyes and run
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 9:16 PM UTC
Untitled
Self expression is a weapon used by people with depression Used by people who have meaning Used by people with reflecting The world is only good at telling lies and then neglecting Don't mean to be disrespecting But the governments subjecting The worlds been subjugated The worlds been made distraught Because the worlds been filled with hatred Real rap has never been appreciated God is in my life But people swear I act like satan I don't feel satanic When people hear my true thoughts that's when people start to panic They don't know I'm that deep But they know that I cause damage My emotions never sink That's what they said that bout the titanic None of what earned was ever handed I have been through the struggle But I always tried to manage And by managing I did ignore my vanity And then remained my sanity I hope that I don't leave the rap game empty handed b Intelligence man that's what Jesus handed me I ask him for forgiveness and I say that **** demandingly
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
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Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
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life is so distant society is lies and the truth is always different the way that people look at me just makes me feel dismissive and I guess my chance just comes and goes but I always seem to miss it
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
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