Camping in the Blue Ridge Mountains
was the greatest day of my life
It was my birthday
I brought a suitcase
and my favorite dame
and hiked 2 miles UP^^^^^^^^
laughing all the way
UP ^^^^^in the Ozarks
Medics were shooting steroids in my ****
BUT, never been more in love
with a man who injects grief in my veins
Dwelling in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains
sensed his vibe
Yes, Jesus I feel you here
held en el Rio Grande con mis mejor amigos
drooling in the hot springs
Taos has called our names
******* the rocky sand that is below me
I find a coin from New Zealand,
in turn, losing my evil eye earring
an offering to spirit's stream
a pair of desert lizards
we desire to get frisky and be alone
we shine silver glitter under a moonlit glow
witches cackle and curanderos
hide behind coyote cries and cacti
looking to each other with faces expressing,
"What should do we do?"
I guess allow them to do their thing
humans need ceremonies too
A scorpion stings my foot and injects its pain inducing venom into me. The pain spreads throughout my body and as I suffer the scorpion laughs at me whilst I stand underneath the blazing, desert sun with nowhere to go. This vast, empty, waterless desert with nothing to see but sand. Sand as far as the human eye can see, so much empty space yet I still feel trapped in the scorpion’s presence. A dry skeleton confronts me and puts a hole into my arm and ***** all of the meat out of my body until I am only skin and bones. My skin twists and knots around my meatless bones.
I scream, but when I do it sounds like laughter, so the scorpion and the skeleton laugh with me.
A poem about how friendship can be confusing at times especially when you fail to express yourself and feeling with friends.
Victory over victory
and good success.
Smiles over success
can be contagious.
It is a good sickness
to share with others.
It's infection is
This is the only
disease ladies are
willing to show off when
their men contacts it.
pharmacist orders it,
and nurses injects it,
wives are thrilled by it.
It is a bitter drug
One capsule daily
dose drives poverty
and keep ailing
mediocrity at bay.
It attracts mosquitoes,
that's parasites free.
Without it nothing
worthwhile works out.
Success is everything.
It has an attitude,
It has a voice,
a very powerful one.
Put it into action and
all doors opens,
goes to war and
Can unlock every door
that refuses to open.
It answers all things.
Children are trained and
groomed to have it.
Pursued by everyone
by any means necessary.
Great risks are taken
because of it.
Those of the dark side of
life kills because of it,
anything can happen just
to possess it.
You are nobody
Even nations goes
to war just to keep it.
To be powerful and influential,
it must be in your abode.
To be successful is awesome.
But you must plan and
work hard to have it.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
My flows Isaac Hayes hot butter emcees stutter
Once I rise from the gutter no other
Layin' raps guillotine know what I mean
Make a chick lean once shes see me on the tv screens
After my greens but I play mean switch up the scene
Ya styles anorexic so ya necks better get protected
Another sucka selected mics I wreck it
Head on I'm dead wrong cheat more than Armstrong
Cycling rhymes easily I be the coldest
Past the tundra sound the thunder with no lightening
Only striking I make the earth move
But it ain't no quakes take over I dominate in all states
But you ain't in good hands running" with the clan
Once I stand ya turn up a paraplegic
lieutenant Dan desert sand storm soon to swarm
Invoke harm sound the alarms bombing farms
Let ya blood meditate in my
Silence **** end your wills made many sigils
Begins a new sequel since snitches squeal
They gotta get dealed with blows deadly
Than a uppercut from Dempsey swing rapidly
attack the mic like a ragin' chimpanzee
emcee of the century
Don't many wanna see the styles of real street gory laying killer
Lyrical iceberg **** the seas flows honey
Attracting bees melodies so smoothly call me
Johnny G sayin my my my as the bullets fly by
Another dead guy soul searching the sky
I got ties from the Buddha that rises the highest
A wise guy
Know a lie when I see a lie so why try
Shootin' fairy tales only to mind
Ya thoughts I'm dead caught
Without a chase slash ya face
With my Lyrical sickle got ya brickled
Penny to nickle count ya steps watch the reps
I got prepped so many slept as I crept
On the mic turn the industry swayze amazingly
My styles wicked complex as myxlplix
Mentals twisted lyrically gifted none could lift
My rhymes couldn't weigh on whales scales
Sail like Gail Devers please believe tha
Brother in black is back to set the track
Bumpin' out new jacks with they wack acts
No ******* I move minds like clergies in pulpit
Vatican Assassin clench my fist catch a whiff
Of a Bruce Lee's lift way of the dragon I'm stabbin'
Deep into intellects once the rhymes injects
Spreads like infects contaminated none could reject
It h u r t s ...
It casts my flesh asunder and injects my vessels
Scream at me
Watch me flash
I'll be the one to leave your body
I'll cry down the pillars.
I hope you love me
It's all for you
I secrete and overflow with joy for you...
All for you
I CANNOT SEE
I WILL WALK STRAIGHT
But the reality principle is
IS B K
Trust in me.
I can do anything I like.
I'm not really ok.
YOU HAVE TO HELP ME IT HURTS SO MUCH.
Look.. it just.. doesn't matter.
I don't trust you for a second.
I will ascend.
What's my name?
Haha we were just laughing at you enjoying yourself.
GIVE THAT BACK IT'S MINE.
DAD AHAHAHA DAD'S GONNA **** ME
****, ITS ALL RED NOW. NOT THAT RED YOU IDIOT
RED. SYMBOLISM. HAHA.
Can't you See SYMBOLISM?
I TASTE IT.
You don't know abstract
I BREATHE IT.
CRUMBLE BY THE JAWS OF NEUROTICISM.
Wait hang on.. You shouldn't really be watching this stuff man it might mess you up.
Oh yeah! Masochism!
YET ENJOYS IT
COMPLAINS TO CLOSE ONES
SUFFER THROUGH IT
I DON'T WANT A SOLUTION
I PREFER YOU LEECHING MY NEUROTIC PURPLE TOXINS.
I'm so sorry.
I think I did something bad..
I don't even remember what happened.
I'll try again.. Harder.
My ******* neck aches.
You bleed darkness.
I need you so much.
You're so beautiful when you confess to me.
Your eyes tremble.
Yet you suffer.
I wish no suffering for you.
Yet i can taste your wavelength.
I don't know if I'm bipolar
I DON'T know
I can see
I can see them
I deserve that.
I will clench my **** fists so tight
The fingernails will rip apart the flesh
Then dagger my frail insides
Just a little harder.
DON'T MAKE ME SCREAM AT YOU AGAIN!
TRIGGER WARNING: SELF-HARM, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE.
It's crazy, it's new.
I'm dreaming of something
more meaningful than fame.
Questions pose as answers,
I just disguise it very well.
I'm tripping down the vine,
think I've found my niche.
This is a new sense,
this is my two-cents,
this is the best sentence
I'll ever write.
I put this part in
to convince you
I'm not as mad
as you might think
'cause what is mad today
is standard tomorrow.
unlock the door.
I am a 1 between 0's.
Break the code,
be truth in hoax.
Shake off the chains,
collect your remains.
Reborn in the rain,
something new is
in my veins.
There is no alarm,
don't fall asleep.
Normal isn't normal
when surrounded by
a bunch of freaks.
Flip the script.
The curse is growing
on you slowly,
the spider's bite
injects venom inside.
— The End —