Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
M C Jan 7
How can humility match this raging fire within?

The furnace is alive
in harmony. Humble, strong.
Bellows balanced in a steady stream.
Useful. Proud in action and function.
My body steams
learning to trust temperament.
Big Virge Oct 2019
I'm Hearing That ...
Some People Think ...  

New Poetry's ... TOO CRUDE ... !!!

Now I'm NOT Starting ...  
A Poetry ... FEUD ...  
  
But ...  
  
"Come come old boy,  
that views OLD NEWS !"
  
Rappers NOW ...  
Write ... Poetry TOO ... !!!  
  
Some Rap Is Bought ...  
By ... MILLIONS of Youths ... !!!  
  
Not Just ... " The Young " ...  
But ... Old Folks TOO ... !!!  
  
So ... MILLIONS Buy ...  
Wordplay That's ... CRUDE ... !!!  
  
Most People In The World ...  
Have Forgotten ... " Ted Hughes " ... !!!  
  
But Recite Words Written ...  
By ... Hip Hop Crews ... !!!  
  
So DEAL With It ...  
Or ... Go Back To School ...  
Cos' Poetry NOW ...  
Has Got ... NEW RULES ... !!!  
  
Don't Get On The Stage ...  
And ... Act The FOOL ... !!!  
  
Cos' ... What You Write ...  
May Not Be ... " Crude " ...  
  
What's Crude To ... YOU ...  
Is Simply ... " Your View " ...  
  
OTHERS ...  
May Not ... Share Your View ... !!!
  
Do ... " YOUR THING " ...  
YES ... DO ... Your Thing ... !!!  
But ... RECOGNISE ...  
Or FEEL The ... " STING " ... !!!  
  
Times Have Changed ...  
  
It's Time Right Now ...  
For Poets To Bring ...  
Words of ... TRUTH ...  

Cos' ...
Many In The World  
EPITOMISE ... " Crude " ...  
  
From Dealings Made ...  
AWAY From .................................................................­............. Public View .......  
  
To Racists ... Doing ...  
... What They Do ... !!!
  
So ....  LISTEN Close ...  
To ... This Here Prose ...  
Cos' ... Crudeness In YOU ...  
May Get ... EXPOSED ... !!!  
  
Like Powder ... Under ...  
A Coc'heads' .... NOSE ... !!!  
  
I'm A ... LOUDSPEAKER ...  
WITHOUT The ... " Bose " ... !!!  
  
These ... Open Mic' Gigs ...  
Seem To ... INDULGE ...  
Poets Whose Minds ...  
AREN'T Open But CLOSED ... ?!?
  
But Now You're OPEN ...  
To ... Lyrical BLOWS ...  
  
If This Is ... TOO CRUDE ...  
Walk Out The Front Door ...  
  
OPEN It UP ...  
You're ... FREE TO GO ..........................................  
  
But REMEMBER THIS NIGHTS' An ...
... " OPEN Mic Show " ... !!!!!  
  
Oh It's ...  
  
" Classic Poetry " ...
That You ... CHOOSE ... ?!?  
  
Well ...  
Have Your OWN NIGHT ...  
You ... PROBABLY Do ... !!!  
  
And EXPRESS Your Views ...  
To Those Who STILL Follow ...  
The ... " Laureate School " ... !!!  
  
DON'T ... Use The Stage ...  
To ... HURL ABUSE ... !!!  
  
At Poets From...  
The ... REALITY School ... !!!  
  
I Choose ... NOT To Lose ...  
My Cool For ... FOOLS ... !!!  
Who Choose To Use ...  
The Mic' To Be ... RUDE ...  
  
ANTIQUATED Views ...  
Have Their ... " Place " ...  
  
But To DEVALUE The New ...  
is a ... **** DISGRACE ... !!!  
  
Everything NEW ...  
ISN'T Always ... GREAT ... !!!  
But You Might LEARN ...  
From The Odd ... New Face ...  
  
Can We NOT Take Poetry ...  
To It's ... RIGHTFUL Place ... !?!?!  
  
A Place Where The MASSES ...  
CAN ... " Relate " ...  
By INFUSING Words ...  
of ... TRUTH and LOVE ...  
INSTEAD of .... " HATE " ... !!!  
  
We ...
NEED To OVERCOME ...  
....... " Ignorance " ......  
Before It's ... TOO LATE ... !!!!  
  
Who Are YOU To Tell People ...  
What To Say ... ?!!!?  
  
Isn't That What Was Done ...  
In THOSE ... SLAVERY Days ... ?!?  
  
Interesting Question ...  
What's Your  View ... ???  
  
Let Me Guess ...  
THAT Question's ... LEWD ... !!!  
  
Let Me Ask A Couple More ...  
  
How Do You DEFINE ... Crude ... ???  
  
What's In A Definition ... ?  
CREATING ... *** - is - ion ...  
  
Well ...  
Prisms To ... " Isms' " ...  
What Is YOUR Position ... ?
  
When ... Visions' Definition ...  
DEFINES The Way You're Living ...  
  
But ...  
Takes AWAY ............ The GLISTEN ....  
With ... " Fictional Inscriptions " ...  
  
So ... What's The ...  
RIGHT Prescription ... !?!  
  
Is it In ... The ETHER ... ?  
  
Earth Has Been ...  
... My TEACHER ...  
  
Air Is Just ...  
... My KEEPER ...  
  
Fire ... IS ...  
... The REAPER ...  
  
Water Runs ...  
MUCH DEEPER ... !!!  
  
So Do ... ELEMENTS ...  
DEFINE The ... " Preacher " ... ???  
  
Can We NOT Change ...  
WITHOUT ... RECKLESS ABANDON ... ?!?
  
We Have ... " Few Limits " ...  
But ... "SO MANY Limits" ...  
  
Limits ... To Me ...  
Go With POLITICS ... !!!  
As The Force Goes with ...  
  
... " Jedi Mind Tricks " ... !!!!  
  
Or ... Needles DO ...  
With A ... " Heroine Fix " ... !!!  
  
That's NO JOKE ... !!!  
  
I Ain't Taking ...  
... " The **** " ...  
  
JUDGES of ... " My Words " ...  
Just Make Me ... SICK ... !!!  
  
Time KEEPS Ticking ...  
Can You Hear The ... " Tick " ... ?  
  
My Poetic Style ...  
Is An OLD ... NEW Lick ... !!!!!  
While Some Still Walk ...  
In Parks ... " JURASSIC " ...  
  
So ... Who Can DEFINE ...  
A ... Poetry CLASSIC ... !?!  
  
The World ...  
DOES NOT ... Revolve ...  
Around ... SINGULAR Views ... !!!!  
  
Walk AWAY If You ... " Choose " ... !!!  
  
But ...  
PLEASE DON'T Use The Microphone ...  
Just To .... HURL ABUSE .... !!!!!  
  
Cos' When YOU SHOW ...  
Such ... ATTITUDES ...  
  
YOUR ATTITUDE ...  
........... IS ........

...... " CRUDE " .......
Written once i'd performed for a while, only to hear that, some of the old guard were complaining about the content, and styles of fresh young wordsmiths .... always an interesting subject to debate .....
Anya Jul 2019
We visited an art museum today
“The Guggenheim” with it’s white spiraling architecture
I felt slightly cultured as I flipped through a book detailing an artist whose last name I vaguely recall started with a Q
Conveniently forgetting the very reason for my presence in that room being to charge my phone
Feeling educated as I recognize the names Matisse, Lautrec from my brief intro to art history courtesy of our overly enthusiastic design teacher
Basking in my elegance, taking petit little bites, of a macaroon in a cafe outside the museum
...Before noisily slurping my blood red ice tea
Gabriel burnS Mar 2019
What leaves won’t leave you
What’s rooted holds you
What flies sees you exposed
What lies stays a child
What dries up won’t remain dry
What’s come to pass shall roll again
Old songs don’t go when new ones play
Things drip and flood, dance out their pace
A snaking river knows its way
No tongue to speak or eyes to see
This realm spins to realign
So every sunbeam finds its tree

*   *   *

Което те напуска, няма да те пусне
Което корени е пуснало, държи те
Което лети, те вижда открит
Което лъже, дете си остава
Което пресъхва, няма сухо да остане
Което е минало, пак ще се търколи
Не изчезват старите песни пред новите
Неща капят, заливат, танцуват си темпото
Лъкатушеща река пътя си знае
Без език да говори и очи да види
Тази шир се върти до подреждане
За да може всеки лъч да намери дървото си
Translated my own poem from Bulgarian, my native language...
Justyn Huang Feb 2019
Why do Lovers always love
at the set of Sun?

Like why can't they Love at
the tick of a clock or
the flushing of toilets?

A clock ticks far more often
In One Day
and a toilet is home to a whole
Host of Colors

I will Love you at every flush
of the hand past nine, and
I will Love you at every slip
of the bowel past time.

Wholly heck, I'm hella romantic
doe--
Just a ramble
Jasmine Reid Feb 2019
How does one say “*******” politely?
Because personally I do not wish to offend, but I’m in need to defend.

To defend my actions and what I said, or did, to protest against the way you all want me to live.

I’m rude, I’m mean, I’m a bully. Call it what you will but I will always see it as honesty.

Why, must I be the one in trouble, when no one spoke to me
Why, must I be beaten down violently when I didn’t know what to do
Why, must I be tortured mentally that I want to break my own skin open and let everything out.

All the, emotions and pain, suffering and sleepless night that I spent crying.

I mean no offence, but seriously...
*******
I don’t want to speak to you anymore.
Gabriel burnS Nov 2018
heart, a softened shard
thumping deeper than itself
I insert music in my ears
Picking things, living and inanimate,
snatching from all around me;
I put reality in my pocket,
kidnapping eyes
as I build my time-armor
to crunch the kilometers
so hard to swallow
feeding the cogs of routine
daily and hourly bits of myself
...crudely put in shape...
Sky Aug 2018
I.
perhaps
the stupidest love
the blindest love
is also
the purest love

(and perhaps
the stupidest
and blindest people
are also
the purest people)

II.
love for the sake of loving.

for the way your name stains my tongue
so berry-blue
and the way our gazes hold
tight like a rubber band

do not love for your sake or mine.

and most of all, love
at your own risk.

III.
i love you whole
from the top of your head to the
tip of your toe,
even the grime under your nails
(but that's gross man, please cut them)

IV.
i love you unconditionally
but leaving ***** underwear all over the house?
you're testing me.

V.
i want to love so much that
love drips out from my wounds
and out of every pore of my body,
and you'll say

EWW *** LMAOAOAO

...

f* you

VI.
i want my love to be flawed
like you, before that morning bed selfie
#wokeuplikethis

my ***

VII.
i want my love to take your form,
both your chocolate abs
and your flat ***
<3

VIII.
no, you're not special
i could love anyone-- just give me time
but i chose you

huh
you're special after all
a love poem
Next page