#rap poems on Hello Poetry

glass Apr 2019

sometimes I just get caught in the lines
in the rhymes in the rhythm
read aloud, "****, get 'em!"
impressed by my own self expressed
except when you really listen
when you really hear the words
they don't say much
but sound totally dope
like holy smokes man
your bars be smolderin
bold as sin, they better than
the weatherman
when all his lies begin

secretly I wish I could write better poetry
better raps tapped beat that catches perhaps
but here I am with random words you see
just tryna make a rhyme like
"insert generic line
that doesn't make sense
so vowel type connects"
like
throw away the meaning
the real reason for poetry being
and substitute jargon
bargain lines from the discount rack
filled with thrifted rhymes
again and again and again and again and again
and then
another written crime
cheaply bought counterfeit creativity
a dozen a dime
it's incoherent but it sure as hell rhymes
reused word count: two hundred sixty
recycled! green! clean! unoriginal poetry

sometimes I just get caught in the lines
in the rhymes in the rhythm
read aloud, "somethin' missin'"
called the content and significance
it's actually duplicitous
my poetry on feelings and existence
is really just equivalent
to keystrokes on a browser page
with no real value, no true substance
so never trust this
the words I spill upon this stage
coincidentally no coincidence
like this very post, for instance

sometimes I just get caught in the lines
in the rhymes in the rhythm
and forget the real mission
lose the real vision
composition
fake

02/20/19
03/13/19
04/04/19

#rhyme #stuck #rap

Arduino Mar 2019

I'd Like To Be Happy, Please

These seeds have taken me to an empty plot hole
A shattered *** bleeds where it's been swallowed
By the earth, so barren, scarred and mismanaged
Showing evidence of struggles and miscarriage
Dead trees left to crawl and sink
Crumble and stress the pressure pressed enough to turn them to ink
Dipped with the end of a quill taken from a broken wing
Used to write a suicide note you can harmonize and sing
And get a whole group in sync with you
Sit around a broken heart and have them think with you
Analyze every vein that turned dark and pumped pain
Wear your grief like a shirt and become the blood stain
Now get up off of that shelf
You're like a broken mirror when you look at yourself
You bonsai, your wilted branches weep
Discolored flowers, dead roots planted deep, just go to sleep

#depression #anxiety #hopeless #suicide #selfhatred #help #sad #void #broken #rap

R Arora Feb 2019

Being Honest

I got hurt,
Because I felt,
Truth comes first,
But you couldn't take it,
When I said it to your face.
I'm sorry, I can't fake it.
Now you're pretending,
Like it's all right,
Man, I know what's going on,
This is a psuedo-fight.

I'm getting hurt,
For I think I'm hurting you,
I feel guilty,
For things I didn't do.
I'm no celebrity,
But I can't lower my standards,
And celebrate mediocrity.

You can't accept what's true,
It's not my problem,
I'm working on myself, it's clear I do.
So, one day when I'm on top,
And still here will be you,
Y'all gonna say,
Man, lotta time flew.

Sounds better when you read it like a rap.
Finally the words have spilled onto the paper from my heart.
I despise the people that cannot handle others' success.
"Work hard in silence. Let success make the noise."

#rap #life #hurt #truth #honest #time #success #patience

Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2019

Empty Air (Rap)

(VERSE 1)
Know the pain I'll receive at your hand
They say I'm dumb but they don't understand
How hard it can be to let go of futures planned
To escape clutches of a cold command
Life without you I don't think I could stand
When it comes to me you don't give a ****
Unsure of a way to make you see
How ****** up it is that you always hurt me
Sit in silence suffering, sad and lonely
When we try to talk it out we simply disagree
You hear but do not listen to my plea
I continue giving you my love and time for free

(HOOK)
You just want me to be there
I want you to show you care
Of my unhappiness you are aware
I suppose you have your own greif to bear
Too busy to ask, too closed off to share
So I cry while out the window I stare
The whole time knowing it isn't fair
To give my heart when in return I only get empty air

(VERSE 2)
Lost intimacy that once came with ease
Love you but neglect is causing my heart to freeze
That expression you wear when I ask you to repeat
What you already said is less than sweet
The ground beneath shakes and quivers
From my eyes flow rapid rivers
Let's talk to not talk at eachother, tell eachother how we really feel
Let's release the words we've been longing to say, let's talk so we can heal
Let's talk about the good times we have both shared
Let's ask the questions we wanted to but before were too scared
Open your mind and allow thoughts to be free
I'll do the same if you don't judge me
Maybe then some understanding could be reached
Because our reasons aren't so simple to teach
We'll have to let down our walls to let love in
And let out worries that make the future seem grim
It will be worth it to pour out our hearts
So the fighting will end and the loving can start

(HOOK)

(BRIDGE)
All your promises are empty
All your love is fake
It's too late that I am realizing
You are just a big mistake

(HOOK)

Is that part called the bridge? I am pretty sure that's correct but not totally

#love #music #rap #relationship #upset #empty #air #promises #fake

hi Feb 2019

“You’ve Been Sleeping Early” (Rap)

Saw you little girl,
No more scars, no more tear.
I see,
You’ve been sleeping early
You don’t go in the window
No, not anymore.
Took you 5 years to finally heal
No more sobbing,
No more drinking
You don’t light the cigarettes at 3 am
Wishing to be dead
Wishing to end it all
You forgot the pain that bought that pills in your tongue

You were 11
When you realized the world was ******* you up
You were Angry
Then Angry turned into lonely
Lonely that lead you to your nightmares
Nightmares that kids shouldn’t have.
Nightmares that kept you awake every night.

Now you’re free,
Sleeping soundly
No more overthinking
No more anxiety
Don’t need those pills anymore
Those 250 peso xanax made you broke.
Now you’re better,
Good thing you didn’t die when you attempted suicide.
Good thing you didn’t die when you attempted suicide.

Khy, 2019.

So, I was 11 when I was diagnosed with depressiod, and was 13 when diagnosed with suicidal. Whenever I cannot sleep at night, I used to stay at our window and look at the stars telling myself that “It will be better soon”. I’m 16 and currently healing

#rap #healing #better #depression #suicidal #anxiety #motivation

Lynnia Feb 2019

Useless

Useless, I swore to use this, but I can’t do this
Turn around, sit down, I’ll tell you if the shoe fits
Rage fits, but I can’t scream
Burning fires in my dreams
It’s going well, or so it seems
But luck can change so fast—I mean,
Are you, are you not on board?
Care to duel? Words are my sword
It’s just too much; I can’t afford
The price of nice behavior toward
These people wearing masks
I’m not a person; I’m a task
If you don’t like me, I’ll just ask
Before I’m lost in the past

I wrote this in like 10 minutes as I was going to school which is why it’s lower in quality than a picture taken on an early-2000s flip phone

#useless #duel #thoughts #words #rap #rhymes #mask #lost #past

Lynnia Feb 2019

whatever this is

Enter in the beauty of this purity
Sincerity’s a rarity
Look in the mirror and I stare at me
Offer up a prayer for me
But the guilt overrides me
It eats up inside me
Bide my time ‘till I’m free
Like the inverse of Lyme disease
Fine by me, let me be
I’ll huff and puff in ecstasy
But words are nothing; words are free
Words sap up my energy
These colors aren’t that fun
Found myself overrun
Screams brighter than the sun
Coming from everyone
Yet they live their lives in white lies
With nothing else to stand by
No power helps their planes fly
And in the end they all die
Honesty’s a lonely word
Feeling under scrutiny
Heavy under blows;
is this a mutiny? Pardon me,
Because I was never the captain
I was never in charge
Life doesn’t have captions
It’s just blank index cards
Murphy’s law applies to spirits
Raise a glass for your ghost
Right when things are gone,
That’s when you miss them the most

#whatever #rap #rhymes #bars #thoughts #words