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eve Nov 2019
it’s hard,
finding words that best describe
how to feel or how to tell.
nobody understands,
i talk in complicated ways,
making it hard for you to grasp onto me.
maybe it is the words i use
or perhaps, the words you’re unfamiliar with,
call me out for being out of context,
but the content i create communicates sense to me.
i tremble at the sight of people talking around me,
troubles me because everyone and everything i know has remained close to speaking ever so carelessly and loosely about me.
at this point, they receive pleasure from laughing, mocking and “getting” me,
they lie and reflect bitterness
is it jealousy or envy?
quick assumptions or savvy?
call me stupid, useless, or any other unnecessary comment that seems to compliment your currency,
but extraordinary is more suitable a trait,
than the look of disgrace placed on your face whenever your eyes meet mine.
Stan Oct 2019
When I told you that I dig you
You were scared and shared
That you did not want to do it
And you were at all not prepared

So why not try to diss me
And maybe it will be sometime
When I see you I feel nervous
And my anxiety escapes the undersurface

You did not ace your respective game
And let me be ashamed
My friends cheered my courage
And then felt my pain
I didn’t want to see you
Because I’d blush again

So I finally let you go

As the other devil came
And I will see when we are done
If you’ll ever come back
In the memories, in my brain
For a uni exercise
Viseract Apr 2019
Wake up, clothes thrown with a smile on my face
Test my looks out in the mirror as I skip the page
Shoes tied, looking nice and I'm out the door
Time to push it to the limits and give my all

Here I come, fame, notice my success
Tell the doubtful to get lost but give them my best
There I go, comfort, I'm going on a trip
And I'm sorry but where I'll be, you can't come with

Like a bushfire raging, and moving uncaged
Imma put them in the dirt and rub the dirt off my stained slate
You can't stop this! Why try to stand to me?
I bag and tag from rich to rag it's all way too easy

I'm laughing in the face of your disgrace because I know
Your back is to a cul-de-sac and you're straining the ropes
To hold the gate and trust the chains, but you know I'm busting through
So why try to slow me down when I know how to move

I'll show you speed beyond belief, make you know the real deal
Not the drugs to which you're numb, but as smooth as a worn wheel
More grip than I spit, like Velcro I'm ripped
Old bandaids on bullet wounds, festering filth

The sight of this regression is dis-gus-ting
Fling that **** away from me, like a discus: sling!
Moving on and growing strong you should be dis-cuss-ing
Instead don't use your head just be braindead stay cussing, ah!

**** ****, ****, **** and chicken wings
Not making any cents, your job is imaginary
Up in your minds eye, making flows and energy
To the same beat, whack **** that really isn't lyrically

Challenging, like using word play to slay with words
Instead you play with trap because you're snared by actual work
So you rap one flow, spit that **** real slow
Work that auto tune, to work more comfortable

Sounding like T-Pane on a bad day, like Machine Gun, more pray than spray
When you face the mass and have the nerve to  say your work is "okay"

When you admit the sins of your mistakes
But take to the net and say differently
No indicator but you turn to see
Even the mirror cracks up when you speak!

Achoo! Sniffle, snort, blow my, nose
Take the, mic and, ahem clear my throat
And roll, on down, this slippery, *****
Here I go, the PR has made the close!

Mumble rap, just mumble crap
Clothes and *******, this and that
Money, money, flex and gloat
Man your life is just a show

Sitcom, sit down, slow poke
Honk nose, clown knows, no hope
So he goes, and buys rope, a gold chain, the same though
And hangs himself

Agh! If only they would
Just make something good
No fake gangsters and hoods

Just messages and representatives to give a lesson which
Would teach the world perspective and not create this diss
Of which all of us lyricists have been reaching through the television
And telepathy to maybe bring something intellectually substantial, elephants

In the room to be tranquilised
Put to bed for good so before I say goodnight just listen one last time... A hole has been made
Six foot deep, so mumble rap please lay down in this earthy bed and sleep!

Oh and please!
Don't even make a Peep!
Mumble rap is hardly rap now is it?
You wish for me to put in words
What I have to say
Like the answers that I've given
On their own
Could never relay
They come and go
Touch on fate
Dissipate and replicate
The disingenuous nature
That you frequently necessitate

Extend your olive branch
Then act like you feed me
When the branches are famished
Needy, condescending and deceiving Conceiving that I'm the villain
When I don't respond to how you react
Like you could perpetuate in me
The supposition for your tact

The fact that you lack any original clarity
Is the reason I'd never reach to you
Like I was Seraphim
The simple reason
That I'm writing all of this
Is simply just to prove to you
That I don't have to convince
I don't have to persist
Rehash, then reminisce
Like treading through faded memories with you
Will satiate my daily fix

I resist
Because I know exactly where I'm headed And you insist because that truth
Is what keeps us separate

Every second
You playcate on a pretense
When your intentions are crystal clear
And I can't provide that service
Or serve that purpose
While I'm standing here

To be perfectly honest
I never promised you anything
All I did was sigh and reply
To how your heart would so readily sing
Then you project your insecurities
Directly to my face
As if I was the one who gave them rise
Within the first place

Protecting your manipulations
While contemplating your motives
Are exactly the reasons we're done
Before we even started
I'm sick of being a punching bag
For someone acting devoted

And now it's been denoted
I've written you off, this story is done
This time you're in the subject line
Because you are truly NOT the one
You wanted me to write you something. There you go.
Chloe Mar 2019
You think the world owes you something.
Well, honey, life don’t work that way.
Always walking around with something negative to say.
You talk about your life being a drag
Rolling a joint with your last zigzag.
Wondering why the universe didn’t give you the life you think you deserve
When you didn’t even try to put in the hard work.
You’re nothing but a ****.
Oh, poor me,
Wallowing in your self pity,
Cracking jokes that you think are witty.
Tired of living in this city.
You can run from your problems but you can’t hide
From those demons that are trapped inside.
Still searching for a free ride.
Who let your head get so ******* big?
Acting like a pig.
In a hole that is getting deeper
Still running from the grim reaper.
Your soul is getting weaker.
No one likes an attention seeker.
eli Feb 2019
gracing the streets,
with her pink stilleto
and a pricy frappuccino---
she barely sips.
they can't take their eyes off her,
well, who would?
even I,
I can't.

she has class and elegance,
money, power---
what else is missing?
oh, I know,
the reason I stared at her for a minute.
I just can't forget,
how unbothered she is---
when she threw the empty cup
on the ground.
I wonder why
she doesn't use her bills---
to buy some manners?
Oh wait,
I forgot--
that's not for sale.
TheRhymeRenegade Feb 2018
******* little ******* who look at my **** but don't read my poetry
you only care about my bits yet don't give a **** about gettin' to know me
I'm not even embarrassed, I'm the "like heiress" y'all lame and corny
leave your messages on seen I'm a queen and you aint the one makin' me *****
I'm learning all about myself, I cater to no one else, you can fall in line
because when it comes down to it, I know I'm above that ****, I don't have the time
Admire me, desire me, yet never acquire me
takes someone special on my mental to inspire me
so stay salty, don't facebook call me
I'm denying y'all round the clock
Thought y'all would quit when word got around the block
"she seems so easy to ****" you say on anonymous
yet thirsty as **** and your efforts remain synonymous
why you still talking about high school?
I didn't ******* then, wouldn't now, cause you're a cesspool
you think you're all that for trading pictures
at the end of the day you're the one who paid to get them
lame then, lame now, lame from here on out
run your mouth, cause between your legs is short and stout
its okay, I don't mind the clout
it will still be equal outcome, you aint **** without a doubt
TheRhymeRenegade Feb 2018
I can just picture it
Your super close to finishin
Nutting into ***** socks
Tugging at your wimpy ****
I know that you think of me
To an unhealthy degree
Writing all those angry songs
A loser limpdick sing-a-long
I can't seem to blame you much
I have that effect on all I touch
You didnt deserve it though
So now you get to watch me go
While I upgrade to bigger **** and you get to imagine it
I'm smiling up at someone else
While you sit at home and touch yourself
So obsessed with my life
You're a cuck without the wife
I guess you couldnt handle me
We're from a different pedigree
No longer on that failure ****
Or living in a trailer ****
Crybaby **** don't work no more
So stomp your feet across the floor
All the way to mommies room
But she don't love you either dude!
Man you cant seem to catch a break
My ******* were all a fake
But if you need a diagram
You know where the **** I am
I'm out here focused on myself
While you threaten to **** yourself
I bleed success and excellence
I am too good for this all this mess
Remember who the **** I am
When I destroy you on the stand
You say you used to be abused?
What a ***** boy *** excuse
I am not your baby girl
I'm rocking someone else's world
So take some notes and highlight bits
It says right here that you ain't ****
Iris Nyx Feb 2016
It is eagerly that I prepare
Turning out lights and *******
Setting aside the following days necessities
And brushing my hair

My heart dances when I see
The black sheets and tossled comforter
Against the matte sky peaking through my window
I sit and sink
Into the noisy springs
And flattened pillows

And almost immediately I descend into
Another bed of another life
In my desperate mind

And it is then that I forget
I'm between the sweet haze of otherworldly dreams
And among the vibrant feelings and happy ventures
The dull muted droll of my own life

And in the blue mornings
As I wake to chronic angers and patient responsibility
Inevitably the cloak of heavy unsatisfaction and disappointment
Settle onto my shoulders

And as before I carry on with my day
Counting the seconds
And blissfully dreaming
Of the bed that waits for me at home
I've started dreaming again, and just like that I never want to wake up
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