"guna" poems
de bud me found on de ground
twas as strong as smokin a pound
after me smoked it me rosted a hound
wait not a hound, it was a pizza
me called up me friend shakisha
me asked if she as some good reefa
but why, why must my bike rust
de andlebars is about to bust
ow me guna catch de bus
me ave to bust me piggy bank
me crying, me loved me piggy bank
me drank me a bottle of coke
me accidentally drank a bottle of soap
me trow up and den shakisha show up
me say me drank me some soap
she say me love soap
hello.
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
ere body ere where
christmas lights erewhere
but for a reggae mon like me,
not a care in de world
erey body watchin Christmas movies
me in de basement smokin doobies
erey yungin mailin santas ouse
de only ting we want from santa
is a sled full of jamacan ganga
trees in ere bodys windows
me smoke me tree for christmas
no fancy decoration required
me gettin tired of christmas already
me just guna smoke till me lungs feel heavy
ereybody wants it to snow
me hopin for some good smoke
de christmas spirit is in de air
me listenin to reggae comin me hair
dis is christmas for a reggae mon
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 8:44 AM UTC
dan ada apa pula dengan rindu
rasa yang sesak di dalam
yang tak mungkin bisa kau ungkap guna bait-bait bahasa
biar bunga mahupun terus
apa itu rindu?
sakit. perit. pahit..
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
Look at these people,
they think they are free,
can't they see,
there is a fee
to be "me" or "we".
Turn on your TV
tell me what you see.
Does anyone care what you think;
does your opinion make a difference?
Are you naive enough to believe an untold truth?
Will you follow in my footprints of proof?
If you answer is yes,
let me guess,
you have empirical knowhow;
you've never picked up a book;
you ain't guna start now.
I want you to seek out false propaganda,
take that man off his soap box.
Find the tape;
cut out the ***** in which the lies lie,
the flies fly,
the ties tie,
the dying die.
I ask too much of the world,
expect intelligence
and only receive disappointment.
Where is the need for knowledge?
Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 5:55 PM UTC
My heart is guna bust,
Into sparkles of dust.
My pain was his amusement .
Im so confused on his judgement .
My mind is in confusion .
For i was under your illusion.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
itukah yang dinamakan gagal?
hatiku berteriak keras mengguncang isi tubuhku
sudah.. tak guna semua ini bibirku mengoceh pelan
ingin rasanya berlari jauh pergi
kemana? tak tahu arah jika rasa syukur tak bertahta di diri ini
sudah.. bersabarlah!..sisi lainku mencuat..
pura- pura saja aku tegar..
didepan mereka..orang terkasih
harapan dan doa terpancar jelas menyiangi ketakutanku
iya aku takut..
membuat mereka lara
tapi sekali lagi..sudah
mereka hanya menyuruhku untuk bersyukur..
menjadikan itu elegi
tetapi hari esok haruslah berseri
Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
beats banging the bolts of your brains your mind slumped back with thoughts of genocidal terrorist gangsters polluting your countries veins, rocking lines like no way but did bush rock the planes, and **** did we really give al-Qaeda all that money 6.9 billion **** yeah that sounds pretty funny, but back in the day they were the backed boys in blue fighting off the the red corner for their freedom to be renewed, but that wasn't enough for them
reunion of peace lost with the greed of the beast and the hate for the west and the hate for different beliefs, capitalism s bad but not bad enough for lives to be releived or taken, **** bugs me but im not shooting the lead at a different population.
and im not conforming to 911 being binladen cause the videos shown give me the impression those attacks were a little more expensive than the planes on the rota, the truth covered up like ill put it under the sofa or they wont notice just tuck it behind the toaster, its not for common knowledge to be a pile of **** out off cnn's rosta does anyone remember Mcintyre whos stated on paper that he beleives the pentagon was hit by something different than whats printed on the usual reporters notepad soo whos the joker?
the world needs answers now before this conspiracy is just another late night channel on the tv, or the page on the internet that no one sees xcept the fat man nursing a ***** and a bag of nachos with a little too much additional flavour bread cheese and cereal its all over his bed, forgotten how to live soo hes browsin instead, this mans a lost cause you stay tight to whats in your head
and im not guna turn around and say that my rhymes keep your brain feeling alive ive used that space to save you time so you can see the things i see
the way the world is lookin at me
and this **** keeps my dreams infant and my body just another delinquent, reeling around in this filtered hypocricy with the love and humour on hold till this chapter unfolds
Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 12:59 PM UTC
So very caring and kind
Like her, you'll never find
Possessing a beautiful mind
Her pure heart makes you go blind,
A wilted heart, she can easily mend
A helping hand, she will always lend
She'll stay by your side till the very end
Her loyalty knows no certain extend
You're blessed to have her as your friend,
Her warm heart has no limit
Her sweet words are infinite
She's extraordinary and she knows it
She can make you smile within a minute,
Your mood will lighten up
Simply with her presence
She would never give up
Would support you even in your absence,
She's a one in a million
What else could you ask for?
Knowing such a wonderful person
I'm so very thankful for,
Disrespect her
And you'll rue,
Dare to hurt her
Guna make you regret that too,
Better keep insults away
If you wanna wake up the next day,
Someone I could never replace
Her words leaving a permanent trace
Sure, we're walking on a different pace
However no friend could take her place,
For her smiles, I'd sacrifice
To make sure they stay,
She gives comforting advice
She's simply the best
What else can I say?
~A.d | 6 Sep 2014
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
Umur berpihak dengan raga
menahan gejolak membara jiwa
umur menggengam hati dan berdoa
"tuhan, jangan kau membuatnya buta
mengejar idealisme, terkekang fatamorgana.
kembalikanlah ia,
ke mana hidup menuruti realita."
umur makin takut melihatnya
mendobrak dinding bata
batasnya dengan dunia
"Tiada guna,
di luar sana
kau hanya akan binasa,
ku hanya memiliki cinta
dan ku tak ingin kau kecewa..."
"Bukan cinta bila tangisan
membanjiri mata,
bukan kasih jika wilayah ditempa
membatasi ruang bermuara
semua perilaku hina padaku tertimpa
ku terima dengan hati leluasa
tanpanya ku tak akan bermetamorfosa
jangan kau berlara-lara
melihat juangku yang remaja
kekacauan ini indah
membuatku merasakan untuk kali pertama
hidup tiada kesempatan kedua."
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
an obsession
so deep to care
fireworks blast into the sky
snapping the our reality with theirs
JR NER NYY PBAARPGRQ. QB ABG GEL GB ZNXR GUVF ZBER QVSSVPHYG GUNA VG VF.
oh boy!
Dec 27, 2024
Dec 27, 2024 at 10:37 AM UTC
nak sayang tiada daya
nak benci tiada guna
tapi
musuh itu jangan dicari
biar sahaja begini
senangkan hati masing-masing
senang
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 8:55 AM UTC
He met a girl down in a bar,
She had eyes like a hurricane.
Lost within the winds of her smile,
He was spinning like a weathervane.
He said,
"Girl there's guna be rain,
So we had better take cover."
She said,
"Now boy don't be insane,
I'm no sunshine lover."
Now they stand together
Drenched to the bone,
Her lips taste like summer,
An oasis alone in the cold.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
Tomorrow when you awake
Stretch your arms up
Higher than you ever did before
Towards the sky
Breathe the day in deeply
And know
Deep within yourself
That to day will be
Just a little better
A small fragmented moment better
You will smile at least once
Maybe at the song of the robin outside your window
He sings for you and usually you don't notice
Well make sure you do
And smile
At the blue skys
For how we frown when the skys are grey
Is the sunshine not reason to feel alive
Is your freedom not reason
To hold your hands above your head and
Sigh one of those knowing it's guna get better sighs
Like thank god Ive hit the bottem
Cos now theres only upwards to travel
Just a little better
and from there feel a little better again
and soon you will feel fine
and alive with all that is you
Dec 13, 2010
Dec 13, 2010 at 4:23 AM UTC
I had a few unfamiliar mushrooms for breakfast,
And decided to have a picnic.
I got my berry basket and plopped two foxes in it.
I then staggered to the chicken coupe,
And told the hen to tell me the truth.
“What can you do with an egg?” I asked.
“Fake it” she replied.
“I could see dat” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
I walked out of the coupe, catching shooting stars on my tongue,
When I realized, I just had a conversation with a chicken.
I suddenly felt an urge to do so many things:
I could arrest all those screwdrivers for molesting those innocent screws…
Maybe I could get a balloon to bounce!
Oh…..wait, I didn’t take a shower today….
Meh, I’ll wait till it rains.
WOA what if I had a tail!? I would so drape it over my arm.
And who wants to breathe fire when it could be milk? I LOVE MILK!
Dam…. What if I start to shrink?
Eating my hat seems to fit.
***** this!.... I’m just guna eat some spaghetti with an axe.
Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 6:16 PM UTC
I'm guna miss you tonight
I"m guna release all of my feelings inside
I"m guna break down and cry
tonight
i'm just going to lay here and miss you and cry
and by tomorrow i'll be alright.
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 3:46 AM UTC
Something feels so wrong,
Getting real confused,
Is it just me or am I
Just being used?
Is it something I lack?
What am I missin'?
I'm in the edge, guna crack,
No one's tryin'a listen,
Every time I realise that,
It turns out too late,
Is this some kinda punishment?
Or just harsh fate?
My heart fiercely shaking,
Tryin'a stop all the aching,
Slowly feeling myself breaking,
So many lies and people faking,
Just a misunderstanding?
Or the plain truth?
I still doubt myself,
Even though there's proof,
No surprise in betrayals,
Just tryin'a deny reality,
Wonder if it's the same with males,
Is this really community?
Why do I keep forgiving?
When I'm the one who's hurt,
Tryin'a avoid a useless fright,
Their logic states they're right,
And suddenly I'm at fault?
The over friendliness I get,
Can't tell if it's an illusion,
Two faced people, I bet,
Trust no one, is that a solution?
What if I hurt someone?
I keep asking, what then?
I end up being that person,
Wounds ripping open once again,
Can't reach peaceful ends,
Just endless twists and turns,
Every path I take just bends,
Nothing left to hold on,
Everything slowly burns.
~A.d | 11 Aug 2014
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
What would you like? Was the question I asked
To the person lying in what once was my past
Can it potentially, ever last?
I'll dictate instead of typing This fast
An easier way to communicate to
The thoughts and the Feelings that make up virtue
I'm saying this here for me and for you
though you've no idea, not even a clue
what exactly I'm looking at when my eyes pierce on through
Your face is gonna tell me what your mouth can't say
truly, I hope, you'll realize. Someday.
May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 9:27 AM UTC
KAMU MENGAKU CINTA AKU-Oklasasadu, yang seisi ruh berdiri melamun.
Oklasasadu, yang biasanya menaruh tangan kananmu di telinga kiriku.
Oklasasadu, pendek pun kali luas menguap berbisa tubuh bukan lagi ruh.
Oklasasadu, mana guna jika mungkin tersisa iri, ruh ini sebagai bukti, HANYA tuhan YANG MEMBENCIKU.
Tadi adalah mimpi, saat Oklasasadu terdapat sapa.
Keluar masuk tanpa rasa, Oklasasadu di saat masa yang hening lagi menyapa dia.
Melihat Oklasasadu sepertinya berubah mentega diantara saya.
Setahuku Oklasasadu hanya benci padanya.
Dia pikir Oklasasadu tidak pernah sadar, adanya dia berulah saja.
Bangun siang di tengah malam, ada Oklasasadu berbunyi (a ku la mu nan mu) diulang hingga benar-benar tenang dalam dirinya. Him. Membunuh dengan halusnya empati.
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 12:00 PM UTC
Every little while we get a little doubt,
We wonder should we just get out.
But really you were just feeling afraid,
thinking of others who have played,
The damage and marks they made.
Sometimes you just need to be courageous
and stay with that smile that's so contagious.
Because you know what?
Someone's guna really like your ****
they'll treat you like a princess,
and maybe teach you some chess,
and make you feel better, without stress
even when you look a mess.
You won't worry about who messages first
or about having conversations rehearsed
they'll make you crack a smile when the world's the worst.
If you find someone who you always want to hug
who you always want to bug,
Please go tell them right now they are the best
No more stress.
'I'm HAPPY', I shout!
No more doubt.
Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 8:09 PM UTC
When I get outa this mad house
Do ya know where Ì'm guna go?
Straight down the Niagara river to Lake Ontario!
And when I'm finally settled there
There's only one thing I wanna see
That's my blonde haired beauty queen
With her bottle of JD
And we will pass the days away
Staring from the shore
Singing old Led Zeppelin songs
Between trips to the liquor store
All of My Love
And the Lemon Song
And a bit of Stairway as well
I don't know where that one ends
Be it heaven or it hell
But I've found mine
Since I have her
She never done me any wrong
So I will keep on loving her
Between shots and classic songs
I'm for her
And she's for me
Or at least that's my dream
Vacate this crazy house
For a life of peaches n cream
It may be tomorrow
Or as I've said a dream
Either way
I'm happy to say
I got my bottle of JD
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 6:23 AM UTC