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Lote Do Oct 2017
Something is boiling
Boiling inside of me
Frustration and anger
Or fear of insanity
I hope it's nothing
and
I hope to keep my sanity
But something is boiling
Boiling in me

Tears of sadness
of lost hope and tragedy
Please, i hope
I keep my sanity
My fears are coming
I'm slipping out of reality
My voice is binded
By all your cruelty.
This poem is about all the hidden frustration and anger i've kept all this time. It's directed towards those particular people who don't let me talk or the people who don't care enough to listen what i have to say.
Lote Do Oct 2017
I'm tired of your smiles
Your laughs and fake gestures
You choke me
With kind words
Behind your sly faces

Please, please
Stop it
I'm tired of your fakeness
Leave me be
Leave me alone
I'm tired of you all!
This poem is about people who tend to talk behind your backs. Lately I've been dealing with those kinds of people lately.
Lote Do Aug 2017
Him
The end is near
but i feel clearer
because i know
that God is here
Knowing my name
Embracing all my shame
despite my imperfections
He is here to stay forever.
This poem is about God being always there despite all my tantrums and imperfections. He is always there for me and i do believe He does since I've experienced many miracles lately.
Lote Do Jul 2017
When life is hard
and you feel like you've give up
Don't be afraid
God will show the way
He'll walk with you
Hold your hand
and
always keep you safe
Don't be afraid
He'll be always there
Lote Do Jun 2017
Darkness had filled me
Yet
When darkness  stayed
Tinges of ray broke through
The rays that felt warm,  tender and pure
Though it was dark
I could see
Though i felt trapped
I was already rescued
Though i kept going back
He kept coming back
Rescuing me
From darkness
From chains
From my greedy self
He was that tinge of ray.
This poem is about that one being that was always there for me during the darkest and happiest moment of my life. Who was the ray in my darkest hour and who still is today.
  Jun 2017 Lote Do
Ryan Holden
A little birdy told me, hearts and souls are mouldy,
Walk with me, talk with me on this journey of doubt,
You'll question people and you'll question the drought,
of honesty people lie about, because It's time to scout,
For people of kindness on earth,
From birth, I think I've been cursed
It gets worse, as I rap this verse,
I'm trying to explain how life can be complicated,
Because we're all intoxicated, muffled in fumes of disease and fleas that cling onto your skin,
Use the energy within, and repel them this is where your journey will begin,
I've been searching for a moment or a pin, point in time,
When these rhymes and lines will be classed as devine, as I perfect and refine,
I'm just wondering how many times I can assign the same rhyme, so all sit back with a glass of wine, whilst I intertwine every line, lyrics so evil I'm committing a crime, maybe I'll get a statue, maybe a shrine, I need to switch it up so let's all decline, but you'll remember this verse as one of a kind.

Whilst I'm standing still over this hill, I think of moments in life that gave me a thrill,
But I remembered the pain and I remember the chill,
Of the cold dampened hearts that never seemed to spill,
Love or affection, like it's protection they need during the question, should I mention, you never gave me attention,
Like the worlds in one convention and I'm stood outside looking in,
I grin, whilst I use these forces buried within, to show people in verse what I mean, before the planet isn't green, before the seas collapse and wind is no longer a breeze,
We freeze in an ice block, tick Tock, tick Tock we stopped the clock.

But no body hears me so everyone listen up,
Stop what you're doing and please raise a cup,
For stopping global warming and extinction of animals, because we're all valuables on this tiny spec of galaxies,
Yet governments plan strategies, to profit from the tragedies, they keep us all living in fantasies, but strike in catastrophes
So let's help our families and all become one, before we've got none and everything we love and everything we feel is gone,
Putting a bet on the apocalypse, odds are 10 to none,
So hold hands with me now let's rejoice in song!
Just some rap lyrics I wrote quickly last night. Drafts but as well as sharing poetry I like to share lyrics I write also. This one was a massive play on words and quick succession rhyming.
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