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MOTV Apr 2016
fire on my head
am I dead?
walking as that night talks to the friends
oh mine my brain is dead
no longer a friend of any
to many walking that path that the world does lay out
sheeple people are we all now?
where now do we go as we call our own together.
mary the day that enlightens your way
I do pray that many men can understand the strides I use
with my mind
God Almighty is Divine
further fine
that fine sign
is too amazing and I am just speaking words that are somewhat me pretending to flick the bird, flicking the suburban bird
word

that's lost in anticipation
to rule the nation
brain not on the cain
but mary and I walk the dark plains
smooth type of brother
I don't use a rubber
these ******* caught me in my slumber
but my days are far from being numbered
thunder and lightening
are very frightening
I, Michael be heightening
like a spaceship that uses advanced fuels
to go on to another planet
how can he manage
I damage
your pride like a savage
lavish lifestyle
ain't for me
I am just too cool
to fall in like
some of you old peeps


fools
use and abuse the nation,
ration what you got
but it's hard cause the tv is saying buy for your vacation
awaits a place where we can be catered
took off guard
rattled dismantled.
they say ****... ****
why does that guy lie
playing with that lie
I cannot look into his eyes
flies buzz by,
bye bye
off on another word.
and again it is that bird.
MOTV Apr 2016
Young stud
Stick in the mud
Laughing with a mug
Please no dirt on my rug
This smoke I call the sleeper some hot nug

Chug chug!!

Hallelujah!!!

Chug chug!!!!

This ***** up in the skies
Flying high like dragons looming with his eyes
Undisguised
Entwined in the trine
I shine
In time

Lit up the drugs, eyes illuminated red
Head floating past cloud 9 and collide
Bang, bang it is all so furious curiosity and some courtesy got me going currently

Currency need is grinded every day as I pray God guide me send me toward wherever your way.

With faith, I shall not stray, know thy ways as I go hunger more for
spirit thirst and we go again my friend, cause at the end we need to know we balled like Titans and yes we played, prayed, conquered and showed Gods way.
MOTV Apr 2016
...I feel like life is a cup not filled or it is, but there's a crack in that cup that makes it spilled or not spilled but empty I am right now just empty and all the advice seems empty
Life begins
Life ends
Days change
Days go
Nights flicker
Nights descend
Light is my might I must comprehend
Lies are filled with sorrow and disillusioned tomorrow...

I need'a speak
but I'm weak
but it doesn't look so
how then do I grow
if one can't, or does lack the will to sough
how will I reap
sift from the pan of dreams
Shiney diving into my mind, please
someone take a look at thoughts clouding
like it is from a fantasy in a book
like an app on a nook
when your mind just starts the day shook
how to bring up those who are weary, for the weakest are the strongest they took...

speak it now, hear the...
how to motivate the weary?
Say it now hear the...
How to bring everyone out, hear me.
How to get us out of dem **** chains.
How to get us out of dem dam stains.
How to scream aloud the mightiest of shouts saying you cannot have this now.


Wait.. Wait...


For I am me, It is I, I Need to Find the Fate.
MOTV Apr 2016
The storm comes fiercely.
With winds, whom blow.
Lightning strikes as thunders roar



But it does end.
MOTV Apr 2016
lost in a distant existent with dipshits making all ways hip and lude news rules blues song are now abused to take the mind sway and grind for they have lost sight of the most Divine a crime my flesh entwine with stress hexed with *** and got them sticks to build myself a house out in the acres of wherever land find myself losing my mind because the dimes lust seems forever man holding sands of time within my hand as my mind thinks that  the girl with that behind and fine boosam will come and touch him in lust again I am lost again my friend my head is said to hold all types of bread
MOTV Apr 2016
I lost my head in a never ending feeding pen of boars, gorging on each other, alive and smiling human faces. Laughing at each other, knowing there all scorned.
But on all fours eating pools of slop, that spew from a hand that is giving  soaring like it was "it" the end.
I see many men frying by the pigs, igniting them through squeals of heat the man is crisped. Smokey.
Something like grease falls from his lips as he looks at me not dead, still alive but can feel every pain, every moment he sees the pig gorging on his knees, he looks displeased,  I mean, of course, getting eaten on by a fire breathing boar.
Where am I at I don't know rampant beast roam,  I am all alone, am I next?
Thoughts perplexed did I let out a genie from a bottle now I'm hexed.
Grinding is the only thing I see forthcoming, for a machine walk toward me.
This being he looks like he ignores me, but the slow walk keeps getting swarming,  Giga light electronic delight I hear moaning from a female entice, in this hell still man burns up like a pig, bacon crisp the lush soft lips and **** those hips all electric my thought interesting because I know I am in hell but I still want to *** it, in the valley of doom her breast light up the gloom, her *** ***** my shroom, hallucination in the plain, deserts that consume, still frozen stuck in a circle a fire blazing, and boars circle another man as he screams blood flies from his mouth all over his hands, his face also displeased, of course man, he is soon consumed as the rest were, as I sit and watch the mistress, completely undressed, get into her dance, moves in the same repetition, what is her mission,  I am glued, i don't know why, I fill used, just watching her naked there staring at her curves, in the depths of hell, everyone dying around me, but I cannot move away from her spell, everything is looking cool fun i am loving it, because she, the demon, as well as the huge being are getting closer electric currently pulling me toward the center of the vortex getting torn into a warped being walking in a room where I see myself half consumed trying to fight two personalities, one who fell to lust and delights, the other aware of the Lords might and insight and the right and I am bright but so dim. Light me up and enlighten that, that is within I guess I can take from the story fabled him a grim thought of this hell, lavish I guess if you think about what else is down there. Burning in the molten crowd.
Sometimes I just don't know.
MOTV Apr 2016
Motivate through art and paint
I mean even a bare one can wait
And through time show how beautiful and intertwined endless moments bring feelings sublime
all I could think is I got to rhyme
my head and my feelings need be so deep
my thoughts and my motivation need to make the reapers weep
I need I must I will own that cash
I need I must I will own that ***
Hustlin hustlin for more than just the money
Hustlin, Hustlin the filling, is lovely
Hold them up with work that shows your dominance
Fold them up like clean laundry to show your confidence
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