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Open up the book here I go
Saturday morning freestyle flow
I write my life to help me grow
Like a plant process is slow
It doesn't matter I feel the change
Negativity I clear that mange
Priorities constantly I rearrange
Magic powers like Dr. Strange
I have walked many paths
I've been the first and the last
Fulfilled many meaningless task
Never see behind my mask
That is for a chosen few
Intuition is it always true?
Cheer you up when you are blue
My poetry a part of you...
M.A.N 8-30-14 I haven't been writing new stuff lately..mostly been doing edits and working my full time job..I wanted to check my flow..here you go..a new freestyle flow..
A bogus nation.

That's known to throw the faces,

that they don't  like
inside the lowest  places.

Prisons and graves  overflowed with
wasted,
potential.
Mental forces undergo  no changes.

If we don't like it,
then we fight with rage.

In exchange for our freedom
we might die today.

The sun always comes out on a brighter  day.

Ignited is the spark that inspires  flames.

The fire is alive and your minds  ablaze.

It’s hard to feel alive,
when your life is caged

Released and unleashed this is my  domain.

My disdain for you is unkind but hey,
we’re living on a globe where hope  became,
worse than smoking  dope
or slanging  cane.

But thats the way she goes,
nope I won't complain.

But I can **** the giant
and overthrow the slain.
You got to let them know you love them

But what of the love in return

You got to tell them they're beautiful

But what reminds you of the beauty in you

Sometimes I feel invisible

I guess it's part of depression

It gives me a tempting aggression

How lonesome

How horrible

How sad 

How dull

Whisper sweet nothings

Predictable quiet sugar

Diabetes

That picture perfect

Nothing but a facade in a portrait

See those smiles

That's not you

See those moments

They aren't yours

They aren't mine

I wish

Maybe I could try 

But the suttle depression kicks
In

That corner looks awfully nice

I guess for now I drift in a lonely bliss

And sleep

Just

Sleep
- My loving apparatus

© copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald
you have left
a crime scene
inside of my head

stain the glance
from my eyes
with gray
and give me a kiss
whenever i say
saving me
with a tragedy
that makes me so happy

steal my heart
with your brown eyes
angel
the way we so carelessly
throw away
the dreams we could be having
asleep
(i prefer your words
anyway)

won't you
please
become my anchor
and pull me close to you
whenever we need to
float away

x
 Aug 2014 Unreal Society
M
all those people who say 'family is first'
you are wrong-
your life is first. you are first.
before any arbitrary connection through genetics
and where you spent your first years, family should not be first
you should know that the family you choose
comes first, but even before that
comes the right to choose your own family.
'blood is thicker than water' used to mean 'the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb'. meaning that bonds formed by oath and friendship are stronger than biological bonds alone.
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