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Jim Marchel Dec 2016
You had a mind like a diamond

And eyes like the ocean,

Where even the most seasoned sailor

Could get lost.

Why did your waters wane?

Will you or I ever be the same?


What happened to your ocean eyes,

The ebb and flow of moonlit tides

That danced with me along the shore

But now are suddenly no more?
The sea is beauty
The sea is deadly
Death-throws Nov 2016
Idle minds  and  weary hands
Destroy dams of flesh
And flood the lands
Your fault you ******* ******. You deserve to hurt
Lance McDonald Nov 2016
Life is easy
Society is hard
So many complicating rules
What and what not to do
While being treated like tools

Education viewed as important
But priced as a luxury
The higher your IQ
The more your laughed at
Being ignorant is the new wise
Punished for exposing lies
Was my childhood a lie?
Was I being told lies this long?
If so, then jail me now
Because I’ll expose it all.
Society is hard

People are rewarded for lies
Money handed to them on a silver platter
They will do anything for that
Meaningless thing to give their lives meaning
But the richest ones we see are on the streets
The ones that we ignore
They don’t dress the part, but they can show it
In their smile, in their actions
They are rich in the soul, which is the greatest treasure

You tell me to be myself
But then you laugh at me for doing so
Then laugh at me more for hitting my all-time low

Do this, do that
Follow this, follow that
But I can’t follow this if I do that,
But if I don’t follow this, I’ll be hated
Or killed
And if I do this, I’ll be hated for doing it
And if I follow that, I’ll be hated for following that
Society is hard

Being good leads you to the streets
Showing kindness is looked down upon
Education leads to bankruptcy
Intelligence is shunned
While nice finishes last, the cheaters have already won

I’ve been told that this is the life we live
That society is life
A human being is not meant to live this hell
Life and this society do not go well
So much death
So much destruction
At this rate, there won’t be anything left

There is no need for any of this
The river of life has been manipulated and torn
To the point no fish can swim

We must fix it
Not by fixing society
But ourselves,
These are our lives, our river

Do what you feel is right
Work together, make compromises
Go with the flow

And some of you may think, you don’t
Need change
But that just shows how closed your river is

Open your river to change
We can fix this life and we can do it
One river at a time
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I can keep writing suchlike & better too,
Only if so chosen by my darling you,
And plain verse it would be cute.

I can bring the stars to earth too,
Only if wished so by just you,
And I will let flow my love.
HP Poem #1214
©Atul Kaushal
STLR Oct 2016
My words do splits, therefore they do gymnastic flips

this acid pit drips sick masses of glass and ink

Brain ****, call it massive **** pinpointed so accurate

I'm going to a place with no conciseness

I write with my arms Then drop legs and abstract kicks

My abstractions are the thrills of a ride or several attractions

My mental is monumental to some by a fraction

I'm an empty thought that lies in a Casket

Surprise with my habits That's applied to the madness is tragic...

Slithering satisfaction supported strongly surpasses idiots by the masses.

Monumental mysteries mesmerizes men in misery...

I live life to amaze while in a maze of symmetry

I hope what I say Is riveting, Imagery will then cascade into a blaze of remedies

instantly sparking a chain reaction of positive energy...

The negative turns away...along with its enemies...

Ears evolve into eyes then spot their demise

I hope I never get lost in these times.
Kickin' all the way the Live Coolio
deep in ya Culo/
it's that Boy Yosef comin' with major Flavas/
with so Many Styles more than a Hair Doo Voodoo/
got ya eyes on ya know Who?/
so many ****** wanna Smoke me
Cuz im the New Joint/
puttin' sparks to ya Head ****** Red/
if u thinkin' about Frontin'' Me/
ill make u Crossover like EPMD/
Rap Fanatic since i was Swimmin' in the ******* the Mack Attack/
hittin' all your perspectives
im takin' out all the Primitives/
in the Rap Game Shoot ya Stick
try again my- Flows erected as a ****/
in between ***** *****
so take Chance it ya Want/
Watch the gun taunt
in ya Face  a sad Disgrace/
Slappin' a new taste
in ya Mouth i Dropped it
my Style can't be Competed
you Obsoleted
i'm Makin Profits the Funk Baby!!!!


Many Emcees sweet as a KitKats
so cut the Chit Chat/
cuz im bout to Splatter their careers into pieces
Gotthem Envisionin' Doubles
like Noah i Told ya
the Tru Soldier Rollin' Dogia/
marchin' to the Beat with my Vocal
a Tru Loco/
when i'm sippin E & J **** an Airplay pinin' Indo/
playin' suckas close like who's holdin' the most/
weight? Pushin' rhymes like weights
Loots stay Connected like freight Train Crates/i Dominate from all states
that's why they Call Me All-State/
but ya Ain't in Good Hands
-tryna Step to the Big Man
keep u heated galore like Afghanistan gettin' in that *** like Sand/
so take Stand and a Bow cuz im the Prowl/
for that Number One Slot
ya rhymes loose as Jar Jelly
**** what the critics tell me
"Mr Big Stuff" girls call me "Heavy D"
From then shaft that lays between me
the Funk Baby!!!
70s funk soul poetry real hip hop southern *****
Styles Oct 2016
I miss you
the way you miss me
cause i still need you
the way you need me
and since nothing in life is for free
pain is love and we paid the fee
fell in love hard
the fallout was a long story
we seem better without each other
judging the past from our history

I've been thinking about you this past week
been on my mind so much, I cant eat or sleep
went from best friends, to odd lovers, now we don't even speak
turning our back on each other, and we turned the wrong cheeks
fight after fight -- some even lasted for weeks
but now that you are gone, i'm feeling week
use to be so good together, face any feat
but now that we are apart, life has got us beat
my heart is colder than a frozen sheet
but the thought I cant defeat
time as pasted but somethings will never change
in different chapters of our life, but still on the same page
the only difference is our age, everything else stuck in a phase
so confused my emotions in amaze
Debra Lea Ryan Sep 2016
First I  Imagine
Then I Explore
Work It Till
I Create Form

DLR
08/09/2016
Styles Sep 2016
In this game they call life
I've paid a hefty price
Now it's just me, myself and I
and they got me every time
surviving this life long fight
enemies make their move
I keep my cool
then play my hand right


I don't need anything to get me through this life
put here to survive, I might not get it all right
too busy fighting the good fight
good people treat me good
But these haters just ain't right
they making moves
i'm setting trends
They acting real
a'bunch of fake-pretends
blood thicker than water
until the water get muddy
and the happy trail ends
and the ******* gets ugly
everyone laughing
but nothing is funny
and it's all over money
the system is broke
because of all of these dummies
wrapped up in their own lies
walking around like mummies
i was told I could do anything
till lately that didn't mean anything
but now that I can see, there is more to this than just me
Now, I will do anything
been blessed with many things,
victim of what envy brings
now that i'm major
I got a minor problem
with personal insight from strangers
aint seen anything stranger
i hope the do me a favor
and dont do me no favors
my followers are my suviours
your comments I savior
these haters i take'em lite like a sabor
all the positive outshines there negative behaviour
so i will not waiver
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