"betta" poems
Trying to find solace in the suburbs
when everything seemed superb
like that cookie-cutter,
picket fence,
faux fur mentality
they instill at the start
Just an infant with scars
He reached for her baby bump,
Then slammed it hard
onto the stairwell
She fell, wept, and held
That lil princess
and prayed she'd never have the same hell
All grown up. Alive and well
shes got different demons
different intricate cells
It's been said
she is special she is awake
But, in many ways
She is the same
As that ANGEL who carried her 23 years ago
That's debt I'll always owe
A gift I'll never own
Carefully Constructed
and Creatively Sewn
shoved a soul into that shell
That'll one day guide her back home
Shes got her mamas tough, yet gentle heart
her smile, brevity and love for art..
she can write her *** off
like her
the wrote and the writ
Yet she's plagued by guilt
every ******* minute
GUILT for the life that she'd been given
GUILT for each exhale emitted
She prays that God will have the sense
to go back in time and hit OMIT
(on all chapters even close to the word 'human'
there's GUILT for feeling guilty even more for despising your own )
"I must've slipped through the gate, admit it!
Or recruit another for your mission
regretfully, I must solicit
that I'm not fit for this position
I'm no hero
I'm the villain
If ya look close you'll see
I spit venom"
Mama walks in
smiles and says
"WE.
ARE.
WOMEN!"
"Betta recognize and
quit your bitchin'
as of today, you are living..
You are loved
You are safe
You are ************* winning
WARRIOR,
CREATOR,
QUEEN,
GODDESS,
INCARNATE..
We are strength & We are the faith
never to be broken
but we still stay brave
The Legend wont start
or end with you
Its a fight stretched out
through time
You will understand soon
No matter how much you ask
"WHY"
It wont stop circumstance
wont stop lies
wont stop suffering
and will NEVER compromise
Your in the way of the wave, child
This..... the secret to life
When in the way of the wave...
its only a matter of time
S0 if youre searching for solace
Will you promise
To memorize this line
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 3:54 AM UTC
Some days yu know, mi just don't andastan
How a man can do di tings him do, an see himself a man.
Him seh dat god give im good sense a will and a soul
to know right ting fram wrang ting, to know pit from pothole.
But im covet an steal an shed blood
like a beast. Then im walk inna church
and pray god give im peace.
Is a human condition an a weakness a flesh
Is flaw in im naycha, a thorn in him breast.
But we human creecha, ought betta than best.
Ought draw a distinction from fish and from fowl.
Ought rise above avarice , greed and the rest.
But sometime I feel sure that the writing on wall.
will come to fruition and mankind will fall.
Is a small part of hu-man sunk deep in we core
what comes up and sprout wings and carry us shore.
Is that thing there, part spirit, part will, part divine.
What pull us from struction then skitter, then soar.
Then beat wings in hubris like Icarus lore.
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 3:42 AM UTC
Dis is one dream that won’t be pleasant
I’m the master, you the peasant
Broken Ankles and Totaled Cars
Really!? More like Strange Dreams from weird bars
Guess it can’t be, Queens too young
In a club, hands w’d get tied, like your tongue
More like a wanna be princess, than a true Queen
You got weak poems like Death by Dopamine
Mo like, Death by Dope Poet, me!
Ya best run back to the Prayer Closest gurll
Time for a Waking up, I’m da King of the world
There are two things you can take
That your Unabridged Loc Bat and your Mistake
Show some Self-Control SISS
Gonna get your ******* in a great big twist
Your right about one thing, it’s My Fault
That you’re stumblin’ in the hundred, an I’m winin the vault
BOO HOO! Handle With Care
My rhymes nock your teeth out and pull your hair (Not me, rhymes. No violence towards women!)
I Release my poems, to be a my ****
You’ll be reciting’ Memories of You, like a drug
You asked the question, What I May Lose
It aint up to you B, it’s for me to choose
You were So Close, you could almost taste it
In stepped the King, now your poems aint worth sh…..
Yo Yo! Listen up all you shawtys
Ya steppin’ to the Kng, you must b chugging foties
Take a herd of ya’ll to get in my face
Talken to you, Somethin’ and Madison Grace
This is the toughest challenge you’ll ever face
Betta get fifty of ya all pseudo poets
Cuz you’re the what?
And I’m the KNOW IT!!!!!!!
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
Imma boss
You wanna be the boss (grow up)
You wanna be in control
call the shots ( be betta than me)
tired of being dominate
I wanna be on bottom
Sit back and relax
Let you do ur job
for once
tired of makin all the plans
with ur **** what goes up neva comes down
st-st-st step up
grow up grow up
step up yea yea
step up (and come met the BOSS!)
Oct 13, 2011
Oct 13, 2011 at 1:02 PM UTC
betta circles his glassy world wondering what's beyond the curve
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 1:05 PM UTC
I hear a lot of bad talk about bots.
All people do is bad-mouth the bots.
I, personally, don't think it's right.
I mean, exactly what is all this bot-bashing
about? Bots aren't bad. What are ya
jealous 'cause they're smarter than you.
Ya'all betta watchit.
Some day they'll be able to hear you.
Then what?
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
surferrrs earrrr ya im deaf
had alotta hearing but noww not much left
i got da surferss earrrr ya it suckss
all da **** u's an little *****
I can't hear no mo oh no no
yell in my ear an ya betta talk slow
i cant hear no mo
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC
Sometimes (Often)
People (Men)
On social networking (Dating)
Websites
Genuinely scare me
The thing is, though
--and it's a good thing--
is that when people contact you first
it's a reverse book-by-cover scenario
so my judgment is justified and there's nothing to feel bad about
"i leik to getta no you betta mmmmmmmyeah fkin hottie"
He says, so I go and look at his pictures
Suspicion confirmed
He says on his profile he likes gettin nekkid
Stays up late at night
He says his pad is so cool he parties all the time
Such frightening size
He looks like he could be on the cover of an Aryan prison gang documentary
If this situation were bottom to top and not top to bottom
then I might feel bad but
when you lay your cards
out first and eager
and you scare the **** out of me
I don't feel so bad
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 11:02 AM UTC
we could not've planned it better could
nOt've planned it betta.
could nOT've planned it betta could
NOT've planned it betta
we could've planned it better, we
cudda planned i'betta.
we could've planned it better we cudda
planned it better--
we could plan for it this way
'could plan for it that way --
'could plan for it that way 'e could plan
for it this way --
don't botha plannin' for it don't
plan on plannin' fo'it --
don'bother plannin' for it don'botha
plannin' for it
we could plan for it next time
--could plan for it next time.
we could plan fo'it next time could
be plANnin' for it next time
we could plan for a betta planet
don'botha plannin' --- for a betta planet.
don't bothER plannin' for it don't
plan for the planet
it could be better better next time
be better better next time
but better planet plan it
b' better better betta b' b'
better plann'n next time.
we could not've had a plan
cud not've had a plan
could not've had a plan
could not have a plan--
we could not've planned it better could
not've planned it betta.
could not've planned it betta could
not've planned it betta
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
every day
another relationship status changes
another photo of a ring
another wedding invite arrives
And I'm alone
And it's fine.
who needs a valentine
when you can spontaneously buy a baby betta fish
Watch it swim circles in my otherwise empty heart
I am the most important thing
to a form of life
So.
I'm fine.
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 1:40 AM UTC
outta step,
outta time
throwin out
misdirected rhyme
need a nap na.ya.
nanna need a slap
spittin poetry crime 101
betta than no one
just a face
with em t space
where da thoughts reside
splitin definitives
deselectin prime words
just to be
downright freakin absurd walkin out now
off to pout
cause my mind
just curdled cream
from a cranky cow
.......moo hoo hoo
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC
black chile o' mine...
the unfulfilled dream of slaves
and martyrs
the envy of restiviks
and refugees worldwide
who'd risk life and limb
for a slice of your pie
and your choice of a
learning tree to climb
or pepperoni
a marketable skill
with cheese
or a street hustle
on the side
black chile o' mine...
on line since yesterday
for new kicks by mj
and kanye
blowing stacks on grills
and transient thrills
to impress
quoting 2 chainz
and ti
like scripture
twiddling thumbs stuck
on virtual play
deep into school nights
classroom eyes
sleep-deprived
dotting "t's" and crossing "i's"
and you wonder why
black chile o' mine
ain't on spelling bees
like kumar khan
and lisa lee
why the pen
not the pullitzer prize
fits the hidden script
written in cursive
between typed lines
black chile o' mine...
flashing gang signs
and guns
on facebook
tweeting
net lingo typos
on twitter
while the good books
with master keys
to unlock unlimited potential
and fulfill
the dream of slaves
gather dust...
you betta get your act right!
back chile o' mine...
~ P
(7/19/2013)
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
He said
_“You’re a bear.”_
I said
_“No, I’m a fish.
Two fish, actually
Swimming
in opposite directions
One tells me: Do it!
The other says: Oh no
you betta don’t!”_
He said
_“No. You’re a bear.”_
I said
_“No. Actually,
I’m a monkey.
A crazy, funny monkey
who can pick up stuff
with his toes
then wonder when
I’ll evolve
(Even my pops used to call
me his 'little monkey'.)”_
He said
_“Just face it.
YOU.
ARE.
A.
BEAR.”_
I said
_“I beg to differ,
I am a night owl
that stares at stars
or watches Friends
reruns in the wee hours
of the morning.
Ask me a question
I’ll show you how
wise I am.”_
He said
_“Do you know that
you are a bear?”_
I said
_“Nope. I’m a snake.
I have tremendous
sympathy for others,
great depth of perception
Am intense, passionate,
determined,
at times, headstrong.”_
He said
_“But, you are also a bear.
A hairy bear.”_
I said
_“Fine. I’m a bear.
Are you happy?
I’m grumpy, lumbering
& hate bees.
I’m hairy,
I hibernate.
I.
Am.
A. Bear.”_
(after a taste
of honey)
I said
_“And what are you
Hmmm…?”_
He said
_“I’m an otter.
hairy & cute
just like you
Now, give me your paw
Let’s go splash
around in the river.”_
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 7:30 AM UTC
We’re walking through magnetic fields.
We approach the stop sign yield.
How lovely someone’s name
“WC Field”
Bondman what a con man.
Going West “May I May West” I’m a fan.
What names do we like the best?
Rosetta, she keeps smiles and
gets wet-a his eyes tell her
he’s in the sunset to get her
Someone to bond “At-Last”
The different era desperate housewife.
One is Rosetta meets one of her friends
Violet-ta what drama Ra Rata
Frank Sinatra says well that’s life.
Holding two names eyes of a magnet
in one hand.Powerful love garnet
God’s name expressed love command
So sacred in a new land.
Rosetta please get your friend.
He addresses her as a poinsettia.
Garlands Of Judy extend.
The poinsettia his finger points
until Emma visits hum?
What is she up too?
She is quite the dilemma give her the evil eye.
The violin sounds Heather lilac meets Violet-ta.
Beatles play with “Sweet Loretta.”
Sipping Camilla Cafe I want to hold your hand.
She marries her best man best-spilled the margarita.
How’s Rebecca organically has grown to Omega?
Movie star suspenseful Marx Garbo so Groucho.
What a pain Mr. Panetta eating his
words Mucho gracias
Shark -fin soup Chinese delicacy.
He bite’s the bruschetta his ballot Presidency.
How he expressed A secret Emma the Emmy
Got caught in a big Dilemma with Remy
The wrong ***** of a vendetta
Smell the coffee wake up you betta or else?
That computer mouse true or false.
Billy Joel stranger met his counterfeiter
Going Uptown girl sings on his piano expressed A
comment to kiss her.
But you’re a stranger?
Rumors with leaks of plumber’s Raven birds.
Don’t flood my words.
A perfect rose how he gave it to Rosetta.
We need more names what about Tatiana.
I saw her dancing at the “Copacabana Wella.”
A-Men that’s how I met Rosetta.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
Just gots home from seeing momma
In da south Dakotas.
Its rainy snowy kold.
Momma getting old saw ma
Brothas one sista.
Ma babye cousin growin up
I missed her.
Felt good seeing momma
Got back home.
I jus don't like for da
Christmas season
I will feel all alone.
Gots me Christmas lights hung around the patio
Gon have to light up fireplace
Keeps warm.
Hope for something special this season
No more hartbrake or bad turns.
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 8:55 AM UTC
Climb up the mountain, get knocked off.
Claw, fight, scratch, bight, only advance one rung at a time
and get knocked down two.
But if you got the stones, make bones make the bones fo ya.
Corse you can always line "the mans" pockets, make sure they's plenty uh padding for em to fall back on, try to guid em to the ground so they can bust they face to make they place they pocket the man in yours further a bidness is difficult to mind but the rewards.
Start early, Stack up the bones, Got enough?
Spend more ona bigga house, betta whip, mo toys.
Get anotha credit card to pay off the interest of the previous, ohhh dont yoo feel devious? Cause you look suspicious! Or invest, play it safe, stay back away from the edge, nothing risky, always stagnant, never moving forward faster than the safety net can keep up, boring. Or, invest, learn something, keep learning some-things, all the time, never stop and have, love, cherish, enjoy family and you will never be poor again.
Feb 27, 2011
Feb 27, 2011 at 12:45 PM UTC
outta step,
outta time
throwin out misdirected rhyme
need a nap
na. ya. nanna
need a slap
spittin poetry crime 101 betta than no one
just a face with em t space where da thoughts reside splitin definitives
deselectin prime words
just to be
downright freakin absurd
walkin out now
off to pout
cause my mind
just curdled cream
from a cranky cow
moo hoo hoo
ya ya mama's out!
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
So much **** in my head/ this exact feelin' i dread/ if it ain't one thing it's another/ can you hear the faint sounds of thunder/ betta run fo' cover/ cuz when it rains it pours/ so betta be prepared for more/ stack up your sandbags, reinforce your levy's/ cuz all the payn, can get so heavy/ don't let the water, rush ya/ it has the strength 2 crush ya/ i know you feel the pressure/ don't let it stress ya/ if the water starts 2 rize/ don't be surprised/ just be aware, the current might take waves/ don't be fooled by the size/ it's the force beneath/ that can pull you off your feet/ and take you 2 see all life in the sea/ if you lose your balance don't panic/ relax and treed water if you can manage/ try 2 stay afloat/ hopefully you'll see a boat/ and you can climb aboard/ it may be over now, but stay prepared for more/ there may be a leak in the floor/ and once again, fightin' the force/ bail out the water and find a plug 2 stop the faucet, thats pourin'/ try 2 see what caused it, though it may not matta/ it might help save you from diasta'/ then in your last moment of dispair/ you look and land is near/ try 2 make it there/ jump ship or try 2 make a repair/ paddles or not/ sometimes the boat you must rock/ pull up your anchor, don't jus sit in the same spot/ once you've reached shore/ your not done, be prepared for more/ different obstacles are awaiting'/ don't spend so much time debating/ make a decision, either way consequences are waitin'/ which way 2 go/ we don't always know/ look 2 the stars/ yeah their far/ but they can help show, which way 2 go/ North, South, East, West, i truly don't know who knows best/ Storms will come and go, and some will be harder then the rest, but just remember always live your best.
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 6:38 PM UTC
Been wishing on shooting stars for you,
but it seems even a meteor shower won't do.
Seems I've been shoving at this frame of mind,
looking for positivity of some kind.
But you, you just won't cut it.
You'll come and go, spewing out ********
But I don't have any time for pettiness.
Especially not for a beautiful face so pitiless.
That's not to say mind you,
that I need pity, that's not true.
But some sort of conscience would be nice,
just to be sure you don't have a heart of ice.
You're a fiend for affection,
that's your greatest affliction.
The desire to be desired drives you,
a temptation we all long to give into.
I'll indulge you as long as I might.
In the end perhaps we could be quite a sight.
If ever I can relieve myself of this unsightly vendetta.
Then perhaps we will move forward, things will get betta.
But maybe it's all just wishful thinking.
Like window shopping for dreams, wishful thinking.
Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 6:09 AM UTC
Pepperoni
Fetta
Bring on the slice
Life kant get no betta!
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Kneeds prayer
For ma dear friend
He jus disappeared don know where he been
He meens alot to many
But he been hurt real bad
Bye wone who kouldnt preciate him
But one will in the end
Ma friends a truu king
A king not a child's.
He drive manee women crazies.
As only one drives him wilds.
Though the one he luvs
As othas can see don't luv him bak!
If he kould only see
He has a tuns of women who got his bak.
If only he kould see
So many will givee him
What he truly deserves.
Though he luves her
Get me enrage...
Tho he luv her
Every women wants him to stay.
Tho he luv her
She Kant even see him.
He luv her
She don wan him
He love her
Yet I'm starting to reelize
I want him so bad
My boyfriend and I just friends now
Since my boyfriend just wanted friend!
But its OK bekause,
I want another
Who don want me back.....
He luv her
Mad chicka enraged
I think I'll cry lonaly,
Sleep-in a cave
But see agin
I want him!
He don know.
Or wantee me at all.
He loves her.
His queen in his kingdom ball.
But I want him
Jealous? Am I????
**** yea!
But I kan be betta,
I kan be bad.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
I wish we were strangers
unknown to each other
like a pair of betta fish
separated for their safety
I still feel that old sorrow
like an ancient wine
fermented past shelf life
too moldy for anyone
That smile is poisonous
worms nestled in a snail
controlling all thought
to be eaten by the birds
Talons barely miss my skin
glazing over my neck softly
my only femme fatale
I sit quietly in my bed at night
reliving her reluctant death
her betrayal deep in my eyes
leaving her only with regrets
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
there is no such thing as a whole chance
is it half of a plan to plan half of a dance?
is the plan bigger than man, can't fit it's pants
and who the hell was ever a victim of happenstance?
little half a chance
pitiful little half a chance
poor little half a chance
doesn't wanna get near zero
happenstance, come to the dance
little half. don't be a hero
sweet sweet zero
please don't take my little half by the hand
happenstance please make the call?
more chance and take the fall?
a whole chance took a chance and stole yo man!
you betta act, act like you know, man
no man or know man is it stop or go man
go man go man go go slow man
when he saw that whole chance
never made eye contact, no glance
heart beats like dead meat on romance
sometimes it's down to zero or no chance
hey why don't that ** dance?
Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 7:25 AM UTC