#writer poems on Hello Poetry

Seb Tha Guru Aug 2022

I used to be grateful for many things but not for everything.
I was self taught to take every lost I had on the chin.
Before there was an “all ten.”
“Many men.”
I had dark days, felt like I wouldn’t win again.

Learned blessings and lessons, I bought it all in.
Investing on myself so I’m not giving in.
Told my daddy we gon eat good again.
After I return again,
I might have to sin.

So I cry that I’m grateful for everything.
Cry for my block because we never got one ring.
I stayed in the trap but in my head still heaven sings.

So I’ll remain grateful.

Thank God that my plate’s full.

My past life distasteful.

Running fast like sonic, not understanding getting rings.
God showed me I can come from many things.
He pulled me up said, I can’t go for anything.

Even though my plate’s full, I stopped complaining because I’m grateful.
Even though my plate’s full, I realized it’s everything that I’ve prayed for.

Be careful what you wish for.

Even when I return, I’m grateful.

Died once, I’m grateful.

Past life, distasteful.

Til I return,
I’m grateful.

#soul #poetry #love #dream #grateful #god #poem #writer #freeverse #return

Joseph C Ogbonna Aug 2022

Salman Rushdie

Intrepid gadfly;
the voice of dissent.
Multiple times stricken,
multiple times resolved.
Though he bleeds,
still the pen that chides never bleeds,
nor is it obliterated.
For three decades and four,
death he evaded,
still, multiple times stricken,
evasive he remains.

A poem dedicated to the intrepid author, Salman Rushdie.

#author #writer #hero #salman #rushdie

Descovia Aug 2022

Indifference

To the pressure, everything's like an illusion
I'll be gone.....
I'll be losing yooooooooooooou......
before long..... before long... before long....

[verse 1]
Not forgetting ****. Big on it too. Like an elephant.
It's obvious and evident. All sides of me in my element.
I'ma specialist-expressionist, still far behind in my development.
If it ain't saving my son, senses, children & women!?
Then **** me. It's irrelevant!!
Meeting my goals seems impossible and
all before me appears indefinite.
I'm a tormentor. Power unmatched I'm feeling stronger than Obelisk.
Make yo bag boy. I don't even care. ****. My mentality is hella spent.
You gotta keep running tho yo.
I am on a wave with a different feel and flow.
I'm back at it to ball, Bring  greens, yo boy ready to roll.
I stay getting high, when I am feeling low.
My child is half my size at 6 years old
**** where did our time go?
I am not keeping up. That's legit. **** all of that, all of this.
I am not tripping on scripted risks. OOOooh!
What more you want?
I am powering up a super sayian and he's learning from a Spellcasting alchemist!
No, there's no help for me now. None of ya'll can assist.
Find peace between the dark and the light
& come together in order balance it.

Bag it all, til we're all bagless. I am not the one, I am NOT done. Going through all these ******* challenges.
Bag of ****, sometimes, I see myself like my dad, over here not pursuing ****,
Incapable and inadeque. leave everything behind with all regret. Sometimes, I just wanna quit.
Ya'll constantly pass the lines, reducing the grind, hating & always assuming ****..
Real *****. Perfectionist. Persistent. Passionate-pacifist.
I'll lyrically slaughter you all without having to pass a fist!
You worse than over the counter drugs. Cut throat with your fakeness.
You **** with the vision, yet you cannot see it all visibly or vividly.
Realistically. Ya'll don't even count cause most of you are  COUNTERFIT.
Am I winning? Yo, not gonna lie, inside my mind I am losing it.
Their true colors will always come out no need for blueprints
Fire in the summer time, I'm nowhere near cooling it.
War with all sins, in every dimension that exist
I don't wanna live. I don't wanna die.
I rather be me before my child, I'd offer my soul to be a Catalyst.

To the pressure, everything's like an illusion
I'll be gone.....
I'll be losing yooooooooooooou......
before long..... before long... before long....

Our differences makes us unique
Just as I mentioned how our imperfections
Creates our individual perfection

#profanity #advanced #writer #lyrics

Little Wild Thoughts Aug 2022

Writer’s Musings

Musings
shapeshift
into intricate words
with a mind of their own
that fall into place
and make beautiful songs
which travel along
Continents
Consciousness
Vibrations and Waves
free as the birds
once alight,
resonate
with bodies and souls.
Trusting the journey
is a curious adventure,
not a God complex,
a Writer is
but a facilitator,
allowing our innermost
turn into artwork,
delicate necklace
that hangs ‘round the throat.

#thoughts #musings #writer #poetry #consciousness

miki Jul 2022

lana

when i write
i always find myself wishing that i wrote like Lana del Rey,
making even the simple things seem extraordinarily grand, to be able to glamorize what is sometimes a painfully normal life
i want to touch someone's skin
and write about it in a way that makes someone feel as though they're touching velvet
i want the kiss we shared
to linger on someone's lips like the taste of their favorite chapstick
i want to write about love
so that in turn someone will lust for what i already have
i want to write about my years of pain and isolation in a way that makes someone want to rip their own heart out and offer it up to me on a platter made of shimmering, sterling silver
which, of course
i'd have to refuse
because what would a writer be if surrounded by love and admiration they knew was real, that they didn't doubt for even a second
although, the sensuality of the circumstance might be tempting
an artist without eternal, incessant suffering
is merely a wolf in sheep's clothing
or a fool who thinks he's a king
they simply aren't built to last

i want to write about my mid-night thoughts and for someone to think: Lana would be proud

#music #writer #author #poetry #lanadelrey #life #glamour #disguise #lonely #heart

She Writes Jul 2022

Recycling

Repurpose your pain
Create a masterpiece
- Art

#poetry #art #pain #write #writer #artist