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The Start of my Rap Career

I woke up in Omaha Nebraska off California street

with the sun kissing me through the open window

I woke up with no alarm,

Alarmed by the fact that I might be late for work

But I wasn't

In fact I was right ON time

Put off by the fact that it was nothing or no one that awoke me,

But my own conscious self

Knowing somehow, that even with my eyes closed

My thoughts were wide open

I was fully aware

My naked body arose from where I slept

And crept up in a home ( not of my own )

To awkwardly put on MY OWN clothes

Through someone else's window

.. I start to think ..

How often I really have put on my own clothes

Through someone else's window

Looking closely now,

I change the word 'window' to 'perception'

Kind of like my own sort of window,

My own way of perception

How often I dress myself for the occasion,

or better yet, THEIR occasion

How often I've put on those skinny jeans,

Because YOU like them

How often I wear a bra

Because you don't want to see what my *****

look like through my favorite silk shirt

When I say 'you' - You know who you are

At least, you know who you might be

How often times people do things for you

How often times you do things for other people

How often you hold yourself back from being you - at all

How many times I have held myself back from being me,

And **** it's such a shame. I am ashamed.

Honestly by the most simple things

Overthinking a compliment I want to give someone

Because we are about to pass each other on the same side of the street

Avoiding their eye contact by just looking down

And staring at my own feet

 

COOL. REALLY. COOL.

 

I have been wearing these moccasins for 4 months now, Alisha

They look good, but I already know this

I am not the one who needs to hear it

Especially, not from myself

And I don't know them at all, but maybe,

Just maybe, what I want to say to them

Could break down what we all thought was an everlasting wall

Whether it be MINE or THEIRS

At the end of the chapter,

A wall that separates us from our own freeedom

Where we break down all similar walls and learn to defeat them

If anything, a smile, maybe a compliment back,

Not even to myself, but the next person down the track

It's a small movement, but I want it to move

I am making this promise to myself,

Because I want to improve

I want to make things that are so simple

More common in this world

Things that should not be overlooked,

Spread out amongst everyone and painted on their face like a mural

Desire for this righteous fire I want to be in power of

Spreading my smile for literal miles

Like Noahs Ark and that sacred white dove

The best thing about a dove is

It is just but a white pigeon

And every pigeon is capable of finding its white dove within him

It is there, and it always has been

Right under your sleeve

In the sliver of your grin

We can make this world more than you ever imagined

The power behind the strength of passion

When people come together in the form of one

When we all hold hands

Do you know what is being done

Connection is so out of this world

Touch is what keeps us in this treacherous swirl

Deadly sins that we latch on to

Riding the dragon is what we need to

Do, and do again

Tell the entire world, and invite all your friends

We are all Great Gods in this lonesome kingdom

The path to aloness is what is hidden underneath you

Very beneath you, you will have to fight

Fight to the death of your ego inside

It holds no mold, despite all you have been told

This world will **** you in,

and drag down your immortal soul

It is there, and it always has been

I will show you the road

Soften your ego, and create a new mold

You could stay here forever if what you look for is gold

Not the the gold that you see, but the gold that you feel

Not in front of your eyes, but what is actually real

No picture or place, No space or time

Use what you want to invent your new rhyme

Rhythm is now, rhyming is here

The goal of music

(Your mathematical medicine, my dear)

Replace your body with tunes of the soul

Sing the great white song

And let the youth be OH SO BOLD

Bolder than you could have possibly pictured

The movie you've been waiting for

Is your motion picture

Event, that is happening now

Sit back and enjoy

Those who don't know are your crowd

 

 

That in itself is exceptionally sad

Why would you leave behind your loved ones

Your mom or your dad

Your sister or brother

Your dead cousin or grandmother

They have no conscious awareness

It was never their fault

It was never their meaning to forever fall

The change of pace is now in your hands

This entire universe is inside you,

Give awareness a chance

Keep guiding yourself towards this lightning bolt feeling

Let it live inside you

Realize what your keeping

To yourself and not sharing

This selfishness will sink

It is absolutely more powerful than you could possibly think

It is the path to aloneness,

but who wants to be alone?

We could all share this peace

Let us connect and hold hands

Give our dark sins the golden control

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