#vegas poems on Hello Poetry

Paul Sheridan Sanchez Oct 29

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

It zips all the way...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

All they do is hate...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

When I need an escape...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

Hard to say the words that leave you astray...

Verse 1

From lost to fate...

So, I Bape, can you relate?

Or is it hard to say?

“I Bape” now I’m paid...

On top I stayed...

Got to take time to contemplate...

At a higher conscious state...

It’s my world so let me demonstrate...

All the love this present moment takes...

To lay a waste what they try to dominate...

Leaning against a gate...

Meditate,

And try to emulate...

The image others couldn't create,

out of formless shapes...

My heart aches,

To crime, my life's at stake...

Might be too late,

But yet I still illustrate,

A ****** interstate...

Life flashes before your eyes, and then life leaves empty space...

So, I pick up my pace,

Before my life goes to waste,

But today I Bape, because I can’t face the facts that lie beyond the grave...

Chorus

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

It zips all the way...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

All they do is hate...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

When I need an escape...

I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...

Hard to say the words that leave you astray...

The song slapped and had to share it with my Poetry Page. Shoot out to all my music Professor at College Of Southern Nevada

#bape #ape #las #vegas #lv #hip #hop #music

James Sep 26

The Rain in Vegas

There's rain over Vegas
Thunder crashing, lightning flashing
The wind whispering in sin
The people duck, the hookers ****
In Vegas, a storm's blowing in

In the casinos
You can hear the weather, every bettor
Praying to the gods they know
Every deck slice and roll of the dice
Creates another lost soul

On the streets
Fat cold drops soak thieves and cops
Will the rain ever cease?
But it's a desert town with a greedy ground
In a city that swallows everything
A city that never sleeps

#las #vegas #sin #city #thoughtful

Tim Eichhorn Sep 2021

The only place

In the world
Where you
Can see
Bright lights
And big sky’s
Simultaneously.
Is this happy?

#vegas

sergiodib Jun 2021

VEGAS

Vegas take us
to the Promised Sand.

There, sun dries the minds
And greens money,
Though not for many.

There, you will see Luxury
or listen to an adagio by Lake Bellagio.

There, Venice has a painted sky
and Caesar hasn't ceased to cast dice.

There, things are real
and truth is a Mirage.

And there your anguish drear
will soar into the Stratosfear.

A post global warming town

#vegas

Dave Robertson Feb 2021

Las Vague

Stuck on the actual prime meridian
where gambling and grown up shenanigans
are viewed all *****
hurting society, though I could legally go to the drain on my street
and drop a thousand twenty pees in it
nae bother
our equivalent bet
as high rollers we are surely not

I miss you Vegas
with your daft anti-reality cushions,
the strip with no history or heritage
necessarily
but with goofy drunken dreams brimming alive

and I know vice, bad, horror, addiction yadda yadda

I miss you Vegas

#vegas #lasvegas #gambling #fun #freedom #excess

Paul Sheridan Sanchez Dec 2020

Vendetta

Holding my breath so I can take control.
Feelings unrest, I can’t seem to grow.
Problems unsolved, it’s an overload.
Losing my mind right before I explode.

I said I’m foretold to be the truth.
Swear an oath, but it didn’t bare any roots.
At any given moment one could lose his youth. Don’t know who he is cause he wears another mans boots.
Walking irritations, bearing all the earnings of their fruits.
Limits are escalating and I’m tarring down the roof.
A Course to deviation, unable to see any other routes .
  Blind to temptations.
The struggle fits me like a  suit.

Holding my breath so I can take control.
Feelings unrest, I can’t seem to grow.
Problems unsolved, it’s an overload.
Losing my mind right before I explode.

Time is deteriorating, everyday life of a destitute.
Waters are evaporating and I’m thirsty for whatever’s absolute.
Problems eternally materializing, full of sorrow and solitude.
Emptiness continuously multiplying, like a disease it pollutes.
Visions are tremendously horrifying, wishing to **** the sound and become a mute.
The story’s are ultimately glorifying, ghoulish torment and Chaos to distribute.
Nothing but hesitation.
Loneliness overtaking, going through all these hoops.
Screams are instantly mesmerizing, the ending is what They Pursue.

Holding my breath so I can take control.
Feelings unrest, I can’t seem to grow.
Problems unsolved, it’s an overload.
Losing my mind right before I explode.

#music #love #melodies #song #songs #las #vegas #hip #hop #poems

Carlo C Gomez Dec 2019

Leftovers

An excerpt from the book, How to Survive the Walk Home From Vegas, After Losing Your Shirt.

"...an interesting thing about
road ****--it's better the second day."

#humor #funny #sarcasm #satire #vegas #gambling

Whit Howland Jul 2019

Las Vegas

Today sunny
thunderhead
loomed on the horizon

but the storm never happened

wind warm
touch of chill
blew gently

but the storm never happened

all day I waited
behind the eyes
a slot machine
spinning wheels
one round in the chamber

but the storm never happened

whit howland © 2019

#dadaism #vegas

Kathleen Apr 2013

Lost in Vegas

For the record, I suppose it should be stated I lost my soul in Vegas.
I would love to go back there and find it among those glittering lights and buffet tables of never-ending artful desserts.
It's funny that all I really remember are those pretty desserts and fried mashed potatoes.
I want those things back.

I'm like a raver with those lights.
I want to consume them.
I want to glow in my pores.
Not the cliched glow that wraps itself around the impregnated many,
but the glow that comes from sitting next to neon for too long.
That it could somehow stain you.
Rub off like fairy dust on skin.
That I could fly away due to its energy or wishful thinking.

Take me back to Vegas,
where they still hand that out for free by the boatload.
I need not gamble.
I need not glad-hand.
I would simply sit idly by the buzzing of pinks and blues and greens and reds.
And me and those cheap 1920's lights will have a moment,
a moment I can share with the cocktail waitress who asks me for the third time if I'm sure I don't need a little refresher drink.

#vegas #neon #gamble #lights #buffet