a bluely shimmering stone, for you
well stored memories are floating beneath us
find me all the years we spent together

we are not young, we are not old, baby
the time we've shared will never stop
trust me as you trust your inner child

we are entering a new stratosphere
red frost, blue lagoons, tamed sharks
nothing can ever stop us, my lady

clouds made of golden dust, your face
freeze the day, keep it inside a pearl
we are there for each other like siblings

This one's for our twister
Floating on wings of air
Above rainbows
Pleasing

Twisterless as a child
Nights I release the twister
Temper tantrum from love
Stars crumble

This one's for our twister
Floating on wings of air
In cries of love

Come here!
I'm giving you a twister
Releasing it nights

under the core of time, there's the beach of dreams
bathed by the water of wishes, attachments and fear
nothing can you bring to this place, it's all there
guarded by ancient creatures, made of clay and stone

everything a being knows will be forgotten there
all abilities and skills will be unlearned for good
misunderstandings will be solved, time stops ticking
the word "why" loses its function under the core of time

pearls of rain fall on the ground to stroke people
to redeem them from the arrogance of living on earth
and a mist of gold and light belts the sleeping ones
under the core of time, space becomes infinite and clear

a kingdom, where love shall be king and law, peaceful

an old, decayed mine, far from civilization
psychotic warriors occupy alleys, resolutely
this here is their last match, the death match
only one survivor remains, bloodbath

walls are covered with intestines and *****
fuckburst killed five, a female voice moaning:
double ****, multi ****, mega ****, ultra ****!
each increase is arousing our speaker

unreal tournament, land of fun and gore
your addiction is called "flag canon",
"rocket launcher" or "monster ****"
i'm all in now, no worries, no regrets

bloodshed covers you in bloodred
but i don't know the truth, barktooth
we are drinking silver-blue fantasies
as bullets spraypaint your apartment

you switched the game off, but the
monsters are attacking you, warrior
vibrating echoes and their dark voices
in rainbows, in rockets, in repetitions

shadows eat up your courage
motionless, swooshing swoosh
you are trapped inside their thoughts
no chance to escape, you get crazy

writing without music is like











eating without food

what remains if












nothing remains?

i want to give you everything and
much more

our pasts were such a bore

let's become one...










let's have some some fun

discipline keeps the mind focussed
a sick laughing in the background
rivers of knowledge, psychology

i got your back if you got mine
ancestors stole my land, my brain
existence revolves around dollars

you don't know the voices in my head
they are trying to control me, kid
how can they spot my very location?

i was born in a dump, my father a drunk
my momma died during my birth; my fault?
let me blow up all the golden buildings

my mind be the place where i make plans
people told me that "slang" was "horrible"
nobody has to like that, you feel me?

my skin color is black and white, you know?
don't let them get into my head, **** voices
can i walk the streets freely? who trusts me?

golden opportunities all over the place
don't ask a nameless what his name is
he will never tell you but shoot someone

it's simply not wise, we want justice
when your heart is turning ice cold
hour of the *******, hour of the sucker

the bassline trembles, i'm shivering
females are entering my safe house
armed with prejudices and dishonor

i'm already dead, words chocked me
too much poetry, nowhere to go
**** this end, i will come back!

dancing in your
soul
intruder
lover...

your stallion cause
you need what's yours

Wise man showed me the way
There, at the dawn of the light
The good land is there
It doesn't have a border
Reachable via faith

Wise man raised his head
Believe in yourself
The voice from deep inside
This voice is your light
The light is the spirit
He loves you

Wise man was yawning
Close your eyes
The ocean is flowing
Waves rushing in silver
I hear the water
Sounds like language
Words of an old friend

Who is your voice
Voice of light
Light of love
Strong, real love

For you, son
For you

the snow is playing with your face
our lifes are fast-paced, so fast-paced
stay with you like always, 'till our last days
waking up with you is sunday, sunny sunday

and when i feel jumpy, ****** up or insane
still on the cocktail, still completely awake
you always calm me, my mighty mermaid
happy birthday, our luck is homemade

we don't need a foreplay for play
come on, let's go to your place
i like to place dem dreamcatchers
for dreams captured, mind the screen

hours of a lifetime, welcome to the life style
datin' at nite time, ipod-white, flymode style
lovers of a lifetime, welcome to my soul mode
we be ridin' roads, only talking in codes

fantasies never seen, inhale the galaxies
let's keep it all-flighty, show me your caller id
our knees in high seas, 16 for the diaries
show me your caller id, and stay all-flighty

nite of the niteties, unite me wit dem sprities
dey come so shiny, whisper of a shiver
circle shadows, shoot at 'em wit rainbows
we hug each other and we watchin' our pain go

***** a wall behind that wall
Stitch wires made of fear's thoughts
Strive for totally spiky prickles
Polish the cusps of the metal daily

The servants of fear have to be on patrol
Protecting the wall and the wire
Not one dab of audacity must be here
Banned to live in the land of the dabs

That's a new and sheltered existence
Encircled by eternally high walls of wire
I do love these walls prodigiously
Walls are the state of my origin

Although I'm from the garden of flowers
Where in spring the elderberries are fragrant
At night the cats make love there
Where mazes are made of wind

Inside of fear I am free and cheerful
To become more estranged from myself
***** more walls for more walls
Ensure me razor-sharp wire

Is it over?
Been waiting for this day.
In the red, deep night I was sitting
Once in a creek of silk. Virgins were Diving in it.

Will I be attending?
I don't belong to anyone cause I
Belong to everyone.
You a member?
You were taking pictures back then, Down by the creek.

Maybe this connects us.
Since you brought a good moment
To the future.
The only reason for this poem
Is God's Mercy.

Therefore I'm akin to a great-grandson.
Whose great-grandfather was confined
In a camp during the war.
There, sunbeams consisted of
The desire for freedom. And guards were yelling in nights of flashs.

So I believe: Something connects us.
If I'd go that far to claim we would
Belong together?

I'm from the garish hideout
From the land of garish ghosts
First one of a love assassination
Last one on your friend's list
I build depth to rush
The speed of life is blight

Don't wanna figure it out
Cause my origin is 38
Nobody lives at the beach
I relax in the waves and the clouds

Reincarnation was promised to me
If I give my ******* love
For that I receive real peace
I build depth to rush

You came to stay
But I can't hear your language
Cause I lie in the bay of an eight
Life is a shell
I give you huge love
Yesterday I was ready for the bang
So lights ascended within me
To impregnate my words
By no means everyone is a friend
I don't have any enemies

Wave or cloud?

glimpse of repressed desires, in rain
as i met dominique northstar on a platform
life trains passing by in slow motion
and we are smiling at each other

end of existence's hectic, silver heaven
leaves flying around her head, swooshing
two hours later, her sounds, my *******
and we talk endlessly, films, food, songs

the following weeks are waves in our souls
we don't sleep with each other, but laugh
in times of hunger are we gathering greed
a massage here, a soft embrace there

northstar starts to glow more often
one day, she wears a darkyellow blouse
telling me about it, throwing tender codes
and i catch them, and we get closer

sleeping with you is wordless, dominique
last night i dreamt, you would write to me...

Welcome to real life
Street of ghost light
Where time is hollow
Welcome

I'm from a garden
Garden of hatred and blood
Where the hopeless ones die
Unseen

Unlike in real life
People here are good
Way ahead of bane
Welcome

I'll be kidnapping you
On claret velvet
Fable of the real life
Welcome

You belong here
The garden is gone
Made-up like verses
Heaven flowing through blood

You are the Sun.
The Sun doesn't move.
This is what it does.

You are the Earth.
The Earth is here for a start...
And the Earth moves around the Sun.

And now...
We'll have an explanation that simple folks like us
can also understand about immortality.

All I ask is that you step with me
into the boundlessness
where constancy, quietude and peace,
infinite emptiness reign.

And just imagine that
in this infinite sonorous silence
everywhere is an impenetrable darkness.

we "know" about newborns that they are not able to express any emotions except crying

well...





look into a newborn's face for at least half an hour

recognize a very deepness in its glance: a pool of emotions

discover the souls of ancient beings

see them swimming through the newborn's eyes

find ****** expressions of ancestors in the cheeks of the newborn

feel creatures who were once alive..

where's my mobile, i been missing you
if you were here, i would be kissing you
where's my mobile, i been missing you
if you were here, i would be kissing you

where's my mobile, without you, i'm not global
if i'm not global, i'm not really mobile
good heavens! it's twenty-four to eleven
i have to call shannon but i can't find my mobile

what can i do without my mobile? life is trite
don't know the difference between day and night
without my mobile! i freak out, suffrin' from a black out
i'm prayin' to god, lightin' up a candle, hopin' to find it

where's my mobile, i been missing you
if you were here, i would be kissing you
where's my mobile, i been missing you
if you were here, i would be kissing you

today, sir, is the day to say thank you
and my way to do so, ermh --
is to write you a poem
i don't know about your past but your

knowledge of mine is vast
you knew me better than my parents
and you spotted the real me during our therapy never said my "father" that he

was proud of me -- but you did, you revealed in me the true kid because you have the gift to lead people to the place where their truth is; most people join the rat race, but you always kept the same pace and you

made it to erase my shame, healing people is what you're here for, reliable and faithful, and regardless of any writer's fame: YOU HAVE A NAME... an inner flame of kindness glows in your soul, you released me from my

blindness, and you helped me dealing with my tormenter: cole, i never felt that you played a role, i sensed you are whole, may god bless your four daughters, and i wished YOU had been my father, but thats fine: cause you

became a father figure, and soon i figured that your goodness makes you richer than a person owning millions, i do thank you a billion times for being
a mirror who is speaking, at our first session i

shivered, but hid it, you opened me, and noted nothing down, you just listened and saved me from drowning
each letter is for you, each word proves my gratitude how can you have this attitude? how do you do this?

im not idealizing, yet, you're my idol, cause you taught me bout my anger, that as a child, i never had a man as a rival, i had lost my destination and you were my arrival

Fakhri Khalik, you were my arrival.
You stopped my denial.
You are a huge part of my survival.

You are my arrival, I am your disciple.

Forever Yours.

Max

you have to be with me, naked
listen to your heart and undress
forget about your heavy stress...









it is just us: my huge and thick lust
your greedy mouth, everything what
we came here for; let's f''k away all of the bore

We eat shawarma and we share da pizza
afterwards partying, never alone on dat gig
meet a *** just to bang her wit my homez
me salutin' to carlos, yep, it's like dat:

he be spending some time behind bars now
ain't no biggie, we rely on da boyz
neva had nuttin' but now we ******' top-modelz
as maxwell argued: "open your mouth, i'm gonna ***"

watch, how we double our profitz...
da hottest gang under da sun
once bonez said:" man, we be stars quite soon!"
and each memba represented his part

he told me: "sit down and write barz"
cause dem gangsterrappaz mostly be phony
we no lelleks, i got men behind me
187 street gang, sampler number four

off and on
infinite dreams
yellow silk sheets
stay with me

no other woman
no other lips
i truly miss
all of you girl

The ride in the night
Under yellow clouds
Sweet scent
Delicate shoulder blades

9 hours close
Scorpion jackets
Red moments
In the thicket of hope

The leaden casket
Pyramids within
Secretly stored
Worlds of one who has died

Reach me your hand!
So we may conquer the night
Glorious and greedy
Transcending blood and time

You offer me your sting
Untouched
Untouchable
Like a legend

Born in high-rises
On the eternal shores of the North
Encoded
Understood only by the initiated

The poorest stand in circles
Throwing invisible words
You want to catch them
With your sting

wondaland verses, 3 am, sliding thru fog
don't judge me, us, dem goons, eazy legs
mikey, coba cobrahead, **** 13.8, trisha
young are our martyrs, hyped my moves

burning shoes, raging thoughts, mad luv
veni, vidi, vici, viciously beatin em down
brothas and sistas, thank you all for coming
dusk creates nights of lambos and revenge

hihaho, the drumset drowns in dark water
monica matadora, deal, trance disciple
as glossywhite as onyxblack are the rocks
and gems in the voltgreen bottega bag

wondaland verses from the gp heritage
roots and boost of gangsta poetry, yeeeah

walking thru the valley of words
speechless are our soldiers in war
times of creative breaks, shootings
the sounds of slugs overpower rivals

gangstapoets stand tall in gory hoods
we dunno what fear is, bloodhoundz
as we only need 8 minutes to gather 80
0 traitors, giving bread to hungry ones

one tower, one pit, one block, 1LOVE
feel me rushing over sparklin' glaciers
south florida, 64th floor, ocean fiends
snake charmer in crime, 20 to 55, flip

kobacobraface scammed one of us
unknown were the ties among tizz and gp
in the background, jeezy and assi-toni...

"still on it", "the realest", "kommenzi"
the beats merge in gangstapoet's minds
dominique northstar's silky skin on mine
tissop, the war zones, fallen gangsta poets

dead baby mommas, vamoosing bullets
stop! tizzop is yelling, falling on his knees

and branko, tizzop's red horse approaches
juicy our promises, as sweet as fulfillments
olives, red wine, m2 tec bluetooth babe
red light district, wondaland's lost avenue

in the corner of agony and mania, dey fail
gangstapoets gradually winning turf


to be continued...

Embrace me with words
Words of a forgotten life
I give you dreams made of words
Words from the red shore

I was born inside of memories
To awake among words
Words of light and dusk
Words in gaps and corners

Protect me with these words
Words surround me all along
Words become words from words
Do you know our birth date?

I transformed this day once
So it became a secret word
Strange to all other words
I lost that word on my way

write the beginning of a
sentence in capital letters

mind the dots please.
you mustn't forget to finish a
sentence properly as
well as writing in accordance to
the given guidelines of
our faculty and its members
esteemed personalities who would never
forget a dot.

can you sense how i
talk and how i
take care
of my writing?

don't get on my nerves
kiddo it
ain't your mother's
fault that you're
a sucker

daddys come like
torpedos
daddys are
torpedos

who are you though?

no sweet toddler
no child
no youngster

i don't give a **** about
you

i am your daddy kiddo
i am a torpedo kiddo

don't gimme that family
*******
you ain't nothing but a
kiddo

fortyfive year old
hangaround
deadbeat
***
leech

you're the harmless
version
toothless dracula

couldn't care less
about you

i like my family
i like my friends
i like my room-mate
i like my cat
i like my working title
i like my collections
i like my neighbourhood
i like my city
i like my mayor
i like my people
i like my table
i like my
i like
i
i

i hate my poem

will you protect our
heritage?

will you tell mom the
truth about us?

would you die for
me when they shoot at
us again?

last time nine
bullets hit me as i hustled
to save
tizzop

my best friend gökhan tatchouop
you are gone
faded out like a song
you will never come back

i we we i lost track
you will never come back
the brothers and sisters
are protecting the platform

golden dusty hair
sitting on rusty chairs
guardians of the right cause
a good man does the right thing

i transformed into a nightling
as i listened to your voice
the last time as you
wrote your last rhyme

we were poets
we were taggers we were brothers
we were the same and an other
we longed for fame

you are gone gökhan
you will never come back
but you remain in the dust of
the brothers and sisters

they will never leave
they are always there
guardians of the platforms
guardians of trains

like gods supernatural
creatures: violent protectors
willing to attack anybody
who spits against your grave

REST IN PEACE MY MAN
SINCERELY MIKEY YOUR FAN

you're spotting me
in a bubble made of
dreams

poke me to love you

don't tell your boyfriend, baby...





















i'm your secret lover, come to me
touch my body and stay forever

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why are zombies poor?

why are most vampires rich, educated and always dressed well?



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