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NTR Oct 2017
Every time you rhyme
everything sounds the same
but when I rap exact
I find it a bit inane
so you'll find in my lines
that the sound has changed
inside your mind I'm spreading a taint
with a sound so new you get inundated
with thoughts so ******* that yours get faded.
Rap is a game and this is how I play it
chew the brain food
this the way I cater
pursue the obtuse
so I form my cadence
eschew the assumed
treat the invaders
like they’re your neighbours
accommodate new thoughts
until they sound the same as
us
Can be interpreted to be about tolerance, for the rhymes that don't perfectly conform, and draws parallels to tolerating new cultures to create "a new sound" or in other words, live harmoniously. Also Slant eyes is a slant rhyme with slant rhymes, which the poem is full of. I'm sorry I'm quite cheesy and naive.
NTR Oct 2017
We’re both stuck in limbo,
Wallowing, feeling melancholy.

Though this is our only connection.
Two lost souls, looking for affection.

I’m not sure what you want,
but if it helps, you can still have me.

Paths trail in every direction,
Spreading out like an infection.

Not what you’re looking for,
But I can still give you company.

They’re so obsessed with perfection,
No wonder we fear rejection.

Just forget about them,
Just be who you really want to be.
NTR Dec 2017
I'm far from fine, feeling fanatic
unloading my emotions
action automatic
slide slow and smooth
stay silent and static
just going through the motions
though inside, I'm frantic
a short practice in alliteration
NTR Oct 2017
The heart, it doth yearn,
With passionate burn.
That which it desires,
Are all blazing fires.
And this flame called love,
Soaring high above,
Can consume your life,
Feeling begets strife.
emulating pseudo-ye olde english is disgusting I'll study before trying it again
NTR Oct 2017
In my world, everything revolves around me.
In my world, all that exists is what I can see.
In my world, I wonder who you think I am.
I’d see it your way, but I don’t think I can.

In your world, I just disappear when you forget,
In your world, you can’t feel the things that I regret.
In your world, You don’t know me like I do,
Even if you wanted to, I do want you to.

In my world, I might just walk a path all alone,
In your world, you just might barely hear my sad moans.
In our worlds, we can see the other going,
We have our own minds, our own way of knowing
NTR Oct 2017
First, already lost for words,
Second, keeps pushing forwards.
Third, the limits are closing in,
Fourth, Another scrunched paper in the bin.

Start again, the first sentence sounds nice,
The next one… Well, it’ll suffice.
Stop, and realize it’s not even that great,
Forget it, put it away, and procrastinate.
NTR Oct 2017
How can I smile,
Knowing the same thing I did yesterday?

When, for a while,
I knew that was all you and I would say.

So that is all,
If you just didn’t want to see me anymore…

That’s not my call,
But you just keep smiling, it’s so hard to ignore.

So this is it,
I don’t think it’ll fade, my “love’s” first impression.

Hard to admit,
That I might’ve just been lying about depression.
NTR Oct 2017
I wrote you all I feel,
you just didn’t see.
I’d give you all my heart,
but you don’t love me.

I was too scared to tell the truth,
and it cuts me up inside.
I look back and I see mistakes,
and I wish I had died.
NTR Oct 2017
If it meant that I could make you smile,
Gladly, I’d play the fool.
Say something stupid, you’d laugh awhile,
I’m still just a dull tool.

I try to watch where you were, where you left too soon,
It’s hard to live my own life for you.
I lie with a smile, I’m just left howling at the moon,
But no idea what else I can do.
NTR Oct 2017
It’s cold on the surface of the moon.
Surrounded by the infinite darkness of space.
That amazing paradox of nothingness.

You are always alone on the surface of the moon.
Not a sound to be heard, you can never be heard.
It’s all just matter, but none of it even matters.

We are all we are so small.
objects in space, constantly in motion,
Can never be standing still in time or space.
NTR Oct 2017
The winter this year will be the coldest one by far
I can see it in the coldness of my heart
Got bills to pay but my car wouldn't start
Had to heat my house with gas siphoned from my neighbours car

The winter this year will be the coldest one by far
I can feel its cold in my bones
the way they creak like old folks' homes
some days it feels like I'm trying to move through coal tar

The winter this year will be the coldest one by far
I can see the cold in my old friends' gazes
Whispers behind my back, the usual phrases
"Still playing guitar?"
"Still want to be a star?"
"Doubt you'll ever go far."

The winter this year will be the coldest one by far
I feel the cold coming out of my veins
my nerves so frozen I can't feel the pain
I only numbly hope that it doesn't leave a scar

The winter this year was the coldest by far
I was starting to think it might be my last
But somehow before i knew it winter had passed
Looking back I wonder if it was really so hard
Winter ended in August. Wrote a SAD poem for it.
Whater is cold?
NTR Oct 2017
Chewed fingernails, drinking wine,
                                                           ­                      It’s not very hard to see.
Doesn’t take much to find,
                                             That there’s something very wrong with me.
It’s only me, nevermind,
                                                      ­      I guess this is the only way I can be.
Tried to change my ways,
                                                       Clean it up, wear the only suit I’ve got.
Pretending at halcyon days.
                                                       But I melted when the heat got too hot.
NTR Oct 2017
Cells and stars, From protozoa to Mars.
Shooting stars like the headlights on cars.

from nothing we’re born,
from nothing we’re torn,

Away to live our little lives,
And why? Not one of us survives.

Death will come to us all. Death is coming and it already has.
That end’s inevitable, what matters is the journey and all that jazz.

I’m just trying to say, in my roundabout way,
Is You Only Live Once, Carpe Diem, seize the day.
I hate this

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