"ascendin" poems
Rising Tide.
Fading sunlight.
Ascendin hunger.
Descending tolerance.
I crave; a bowl of soup.
Light.
Darkness.
Blackout.
Carried.
Where?
A prayer answered.
A beg for a bite.
The loss of limb.
So what?
I am filled.
Pain.
Hunger.
Satiated...
I am sold;
ornamented in the devil's almirah...
Jul 3, 2011
Jul 3, 2011 at 11:14 AM UTC
Misplacin’ entitlement,
bannin’ visitation
Crime ridden, broken windows,
lack of education
Survive the death of the soul,
a sole survivin’ nation
Shatterin’ family cores
and forcin’ new displacement
Wanderin’ hand is a force
we simply can’t escape from
Evil is bought and endorsed
through coded conversation
Don’t be afraid to show emotion
when you least expect it
It’s simply proof of your devotion
doubt is intercepted
Minutes turn to hours
as I savor every part of you
Sharin’ in the power
doin’ favors just to start anew
Demons fly to start a feud
Easy just to call a truce
“Betray your excellence and
your defeat will surely follow suit!”
So keep your head up
Don’t you let up ’cause the city beckons
The hourglass has been broken
as hours turn to seconds
Just let it bleed
and cut the ties that are bindin’
Feel the size of the lapse and write
’til your thoughts are unwindin’
Lace your mind with your talent
watch how the synthesis rises
Paint the ink with your truth –
the one that your demon despises
Start your count from eleven, writer
It’s down to the wire
Final hour requires shunnin’
your pain to the fire!
(Crack the hourglass!)
Never take for granted a single minute
(Crack the hourglass!)
Spend your days ascendin’ beyond your limits
(Crack the hourglass!)
Don’t let a single second go to waste
Invest in your expression
Believe in yourself and keep the pace.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC
Im tight..
my father breathing like a dragon
The heat you cant imagine
size of flames you couldn't fathom
In my atoms ;
my past lives itching to be free
I live past the last with crooked complacency
in the air..
My hands wave around i dont care
bout despair as i split like a dutch well aware
That they there...
older brother always watching
Controlling the unfolding of events while guns are cocking
for what
Killing put a limp up in they strut
glorified by the lies in the songs that you bump
Now its cool ;
to run around and act like a fool
Sending souls up to heaven pushin faces into stool
most will drool...
Over material and women ;
knives by your spine the inferior ascendin
Im dont spendin ;
my youth tryna court myself a lover..
Im dumpin my affection then they runnin like none other
i discovered ;
I could use the blades in me as weapons
instead i take em out nd show em off to warn my brethren..
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 7:18 AM UTC