"reid" poems
[Verse 1]
Monster sized swag; not modest bout my splendor
Marvel at the flag and I'm the ultimate avenger
Buck Rodgers, D-Bird yep I'm the number one contender,
So I gotta uphold this rep of bein uncontrollable
so I'll take the lead, I hold the world beneath my feet
I'm a fiend, elite
Haze so cloudy cause I be blowin Swisher Sweets
Drug addiction is my disease
It's my expertise
See here's the masterpiece:
Raps lobotomize
I'm traumatized since 1993
[Verse 2]
Victimized by the lies
of this trifilin enterprise
You can front but you can't hide
There's no fault behind your eyes
So I hope this insult will suffice
It should come as no surprise
A grin will spread across my face
From side to side
My ***** mouth will mesmerize
hypnotized, memorize
the words that escape my lips
I'm a degenerate unabridged uncut
You're a ************* ****
Go hang yourself from a bridge
Here's a rope, I hope you choke
******* ******* smoochie smoochie
Only chains you got is Gucci
Y’all basic brothers rep that set
But fake like that 2chi
[Verse 3]
man I get so high,
Now watch me get higher
Watch me take flight
As my wings soar skyward
You know I'ma fighter
So watch me take my place
As I eat this rap game up
and then spit it in your face
Now pass me a lighter
see me rollin while I bake
I mean I'm not a pastry maker,
but I still bake for the sake
My rhymes are so ill
They're gonna make you sick
I be tweetin on my twitter
While Betty Crocker ***** my **** uh
[Verse 4]
Reid between the lines son and please proceed with caution
Alien splittin kilos, I be one tweaked ****** martian
I'm five steps ahead and these haters ****** forfeit
You four feet tall and I'm so high I'm in ****** orbit
Make these snitches sleep with fishes
How ****** vicious spittin mischief
****** trippin out these hypocrites
Dishin out these disses which
Bein inconsiderate
in this fast paced game of chase
But if I wanted to catch your drama
I'd just go check my facebook page *****
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 3:30 AM UTC
Ang love story natin
Ay parang kwento ng theme songs ng JaDine
Di ka fan, di mo siguro maaappreciate
Pero kinakantahan tayo ni Nadine Lustre at James Reid
Ang daming tanong nung umpisa
Ang daming pagdududa
Game na ba? Ano na? Sure na ba?
Ang hiling ko, sige na
*Para ngang isang pagsusulit
Bawal magbura, one seat apart, walang kopyahan,
Right minus wrong, kung di alam 'wag hulaan,
Kumpletuhin ang patlang, bawal ang tyambahan*
*Para ngang isang pagsusulit
Pinag-isipang mabuti*
Hanggang sa sabi mo, "Oo na.". Yes!
Oh, *wala ng bawian, mamatay man, period no erase*!
Matapos no'n, nagdagsaan ang mga pagsubok
Katulad din naman sa kahit kaninong relasyon
*Pero dahil naniwalang sayo'y may forever
Pareho tayong hindi sumu-render*
*Pagkat sayo natagpuan ang ipinagkait sa akin
At sakin mo naramdaman and di mo akalain
Ipaglalaban ko
Ipaglalaban mo*
*Wala na tayong **** basta bahala na
Alam lang kasi natin mahal natin ang isa't isa
At kahit pa sabihin na, tayo'y di itinadhana
Na na na na na na na na na na na bahala na*
Pero katulad din ng ibang relasyon
Lumalamig, parang kapeng napaglipasan ng panahon
Tumitigas, parang pandesal na naiwan sa kahon
Tila di na alam kung san tayo paroroon
*Piniling lumayo
Ngunit pilitin man ay bumabalik sayo
Di matatago kahit magpanggap
Ang iyong yakap, ikaw, ang hanap-hanap*
*Ikaw ang hanap-hanap
Dahil ang puso'y nangangarap
Na magsasamang muli
Na may happy ending bandang huli*
Pero di pa tapos
Ang kwento natin hindi pa tapos
Sana'y hindi pa tapos
At sana'y di na matapos
Tatlong kanta pa lang naman
No Erase, Bahala Na at Hanap-hanap
Sana ay kumanta pa sila
Sana ay marami pa
At sana, kahit gaano man karami
Masayang kanta ang maiwan sa huli
Yung may forever, may happy ending
Kaya sige, mag-duet pa kayo JaDine
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC
Hindi ako Balagtas
Hindi ako Kabesang Sisiw
Ngunit igagawa kita ng binalaybay na epiko
Hindi ako Amorsolo
Hindi ako Botong Francisco
Ngunit ipipinta kita sa dalampasigan ng aking puso
Hindi ako Rizal
Hindi ako Bonifacio
Ngunit buhay ko'y iaalay sa'yo
Hindi ako si Alden Richards
Hindi ako James Reid
Ngunit sa tingin ko, God gave me you.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 8:05 AM UTC
This poem is translate from http://hellopoetry.com/poem/warrior-of-tamriel-warrior-of-realitys-breath/
Zu'u faas nid nuz koraav pah,
Dii dovah meyz fod Zu'u for.
Zu'u imaar verin voknau dii hadrim,
Ol nust swirl tuum tiid.
Zu'u kriist firm ahrk faar,
Waving dii zahkrii ko ven.
Dii lein los nunon kein,
Ol Zu'u krif wah juh.
Nid uth vis gesaag zey fos wah dreh,
Zu'u los Kinbokein do Keizaal.
Dii bodein los do krilaan praan,
ol dii noot everyday,
los raal wah gor.
Hi krif fah fos hi korah,
Hi dir voth dignity.
Zin yoz ko hin sostrah,
Ol hi unt wah krif stin.
Stinun prenlon fod Kendov kriist veyl,
Rok uv rek fent kos,
saviik wah lein.
Tuum Lein do Taazokaan,
Zu'u los Lokolteiren Rahzun,
Ahrk Punah.
Naangein vis kos kendov voknau strife,
Orin tuum daar kein,
Hi vis kos ges.
Aav reid,
Unad hin zen.
Hi fent kos krongrahkei,
Ahrk fen deserve Kendov Dinok.
Jur thy dragonkin nu.
Nust fen saraan hin arosend.
Voknau hin dovah,
Fent meyz thy untak.
Kest riin tuum lok do Taazokaan,
Ol Dovahkiin meyz,
Wah Lein do Keizaal.
Fus Ro Dah !
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 8:06 AM UTC
Panasonic and Sony beeping
in custom made Reid & Taylor pockets.
A trade for a Rolex throned on his wrist in lieu of
once existent dreams, in now hollow sockets.
Adrenaline pumping before
high stakes meetings and brunches.
Calculating the dose of his choice of drug,
penthouse suites and timeline crunches.
Dizzy with ambition, painting
******* bleached canvasses.
Narcissistic laughter aimed to beguile others,
he, for whom his relaxants are stresses.
Dealing with the Devil himself,
power tainted and ill-gotten,
the realization that humans are not beyond sale;
in markets, mergers and acquisitions.
Recessions, Inflations, cruel overdoses
of risk, of danger unspoken.
And when he surfaces again to consciousness,
profits, losses both taken and broken.
Lost in the sewers filled with;
stock brokers and agents alike: the pawnors,
a haughty expression with green bills,
to score his ecstasy, capital owners.
Another dollar, another hit
never enough to sleep remembering the day.
A Corporate ****** scouring for riches,
a high, a trance not soon before long will sway.
Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 9:04 AM UTC
-on a Miami academic being sued
for fetish ****** harassment
Quitchie of Reid,
you and your electric feet -
you make my safety fuses blow
when I see the tapping of your toe,
slowly touching a tile beneath.
Have mercy on a man in chains,
whose decency goes down the drains
once tortured by the endlessly enthralling sight
of your hot, sweet, cruel might
that boils the blood inside his veins.
Ah... Quitchie of Lewd,
you're so electro-cute.
One day my arm will stretch,
your soles, your toes, your nails I'll catch
and down I'll go in flames -
happy, void and mute.
Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
Oh we are what we are when in danger
And we are as we stand head in hand
When a friend brings to light
On a cold silver knife
You can stare your fate right into his hand
Into his hand
Oh we are what we are when we're made to
Be the soul owning guardians of land
And there's always advice
On a cold winter's night
That your dreams are just an island in the sands
Way out in the sand
Don't it seem so strange
How it just don't change, yeah
Things just stay the same
As they've always been
Some of us are out to win
And some of us are out just to wane
Just out to maim
Oh we are what we are when we're praying
In our own way of seeking some light
May the mission bell still ring
Of the colourful dreams
In the faith that everyone will be treated right
will be treated right
on a cold, cold night
will be treated right
Hell, I hope that everybody
will be treated right, yeah
will be treat right
on a cold, cold, cold, night
will be treated right
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
I hate how I find you so cute, but you hate it when people call you cute
I hate how you hate it when people rest their arms on your shoulders, when I grew fond of doing it just to annoy you
I hate how precise you are on what you do, when I just tend to appreciate everything about it
I hate how alike we are, and how everyone says its meant to be because I already know it's not
I hate how you can just stare into my eyes and I'll get lost in yours
I hate how you wipe the sides of my mouth after I eat bread because there are crumbs on my face
I hate how you're so annoying and you do random **** like attempt to remove my shoe, touch my eye lashes and bite my arm
I hate how you hate the fact that I love James Reid
I hate how you always get mad at me when I ***** your pants with my shoes
I hate how your teeth always hurt because of your braces and I always hit your face forgetting that it does
I hate how you actually laugh at my jokes because I dont even laugh at them
I hate how you always hit me when I'm being annoying but I just wanna hug you
I hate how you're so tall already and I have to tip toe just to hug you
I hate how you look at me when I'm on my phone, it's scary
I hate how you accidentally call me when we're texting
I hate how your hugs are so warm and comforting when I just wanna hit you all the time
I hate how you always care about me even If I don't care about myself
I hate how we have different views in life but we are so similar in other ways
I hate how you always tell me my eyes are brown when they're really just a **** color
But I love that you are everything that I hate and I hate that I love everything that you are.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 3:57 AM UTC
Gracias! My sweet queen,
Phone them I will, with time I mean.
My depression hit an eternal low,
Tell mother about the death of Smokin' Joe!
Spirits flew high, like doves over land,
As Reid's b'day approached, hourglass passed sand.
May slow trodden time, stream like water,
Till my family I see, especially my mother's daughter.
Drinks we'll down, laughs out loud,
Await Cyprus heat, to lift this winter shroud.
My messages are short, but believe openhearted,
Endless folds of love, since the day we parted.
Kisses to all, and hugs aplenty!
Best wishes to Reid, nay, the whole family!
Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 5:00 PM UTC
O Baba Reid, this day is truly yours;
I send this song towards Paphos shores.
So on the wind hear my dewy Rhyme
That praises your birthday in measured time.
To me, you are but one of a kind,
And I have in this card combined
A message for you within my strain,
Which no family member would complain
To what I am about to say:
Have a wonderful fifth birthday;
You ******* little terror.
You are a blessing in disguise,
No one in the heavens with bluer eyes,
Is as beautiful, nor sweetly fairer.
Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 4:26 PM UTC
As we waited impatiently
Begging time to move faster
Crying from down the hall broke the silence
Down the hall we heard cheering
Even though we waited for hours
From that moment at 1:44pm, it was love.
Grey walls taunting me on the long walk down the hallway
Happiness overtook my heart when I walked through the doors and saw that sweet face
It was love at first sight
Just know, Benjamin Reid, I’ve loved you from day one.
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 9:00 AM UTC
Losing myself in the ocean
Losing myself in the sea
Lost myself in my doubt once
That's when you were there for me
Lost myself in the tizzy of others
Lost myself to their greed
Found myself in the South, now
But losing myself to this grief
Bring me back to the lake side
Bring me back to the trees
Bring me all of the skyline
Bring me the Horizon,
Bring me to my knees
Bring me back my sweet Brittany
Or bring to where she sleeps
Lost myself in your waters
Lost myself in your clouds
Lost myself in your eyes, more than once
I'm losing myself in your absence but I'll never be lonely again.
I'll pray for you to my statue
I'll pray you're meeting your dreams
I'll pray you're dancing with shadows and lights
I'll hold your memory on lonely nights
I'll cry into my pillow
I'll cry up into my sky
I'll cry to the moon and stars and willows
I'll smile after every storm is gone
Whisper to me when you miss me
Whisper to me from beyond
Call me and tell me Nahhhhh Nahh
Call to me from the abandoned houses
Every shattered pane is your window
Call to me from the broken homes and lost buildings
Those places where where you felt whole
You drew yourself to the broken
You pulled in the pieces and loved
You drew the lonely ones towards you
You leave us with all of this love.
I'll celebrate every moment
I'll taste every breath
I'll cherish each human, and each little pet
I'll love with all I have left
Thank you for being my friend.
Rest In Pizza
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
Oh Goldy, honey, shush now
close your eyes
fall asleep
your cries are heard off the canyon walls
the first white child born in Hells Canyon
Sleep now, in the ground
your history is washed away by the rain
very few memories are remembered
Disappear with each of the years
shush now Goldy
Close your eyes.
May 13, 2010
May 13, 2010 at 3:07 PM UTC
If we walked (chance zero)
Northbound and wandering, we
would find him
coiled and knotted, fair
trees, we, parched and swollen.
If I wailed (each moment)
tempest cast, give me, give me
reasoning, we trees, pine broken
and snared.
Cause is collision, backward *** undone
I saw him once, steady smooth
and ear-hum, venture-static in snow:
If he gazed (everyday, evasive barrel, pull the trigger)
Every man has it in
for a basement show. Don't go. Don't go.
(memory is silence, Devil's Day is brewing, wishing is constant, undeniable nusance),
I swear,
the dead only quickly decay.
Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 12:05 AM UTC
I Can't Make You Love Me
turn down the lights
turn down the bed
turn down these voices
inside my head
lay down with me
tell me no lies
just hold me close
don't patronize
don't patronize me
i can't make you love me if you don't
you can't make your heart feel
somethin' it wont
here in the dark,in these final hours
i will lay down my heart
and feel the power if you wont
no you wont
cuz i can't make you love me
if you don't
i'll close my eyes
then i wont see
the love you dont feel
when your holdin' me
morning will come
and i'll do whats right
just give me till then
to give up this fight
and i will give up this fight
MIKE REID, ALLEN SHAMBLIN
Gomer LePoet...
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 7:47 AM UTC
Four Stories
Knew a man, name was Jack,
sure did smoke lots of crack.
As his teeth began to rot,
doctors discovered a brain clot.
When he died, no one did care,
just a story, I had to share.
Knew a girl, name was Beth,
all she did, was smoke ****
Brain fried couldn't talk,
had to crawl, couldn't walk.
On the day, that she did die,
not one person, started to cry.
Knew a boy, name was Harrison,
sure did shoot, lots of ******
Dozing off now and again,
always missing his **** vein.
People knew he'd die soon,
veins popped just like a balloon.
Know a man, name is Reid,
all he does is smoke too much ****
smoked bowls, joints and a ****
banging his chest like King Kong.
he is here, as I speak,
we're getting ****** and feeling weak.
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
I Can't Make You Love Me
turn down the lights
turn down the bed
turn down these voices
inside my head
lay down with me
tell me no lies
just hold me close
don't patronize
don't patronize me
i can't make you love me if you don't
you can't make your heart feel
somethin' it wont
here in the dark,in these final hours
i will lay down my heart
and feel the power if you wont
no you wont
cuz i can't make you love me
if you don't
i'll close my eyes
then i wont see
the love you dont feel
when your holdin' me
morning will come
and i'll do whats right
just give me till then
to give up this fight
and i will give up this fight
MIKE REID, ALLEN SHAMBLIN
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 7:35 PM UTC
i just gotta glitter up my ******* then im going to bed
you're insane and hilarious so I love it
doesnt everyone do that before they go to bed?
for the **** fairy?
thats what eminem's uncle told me to do.....
oh my god it's so funny
you crack me up dude
no someone pls put reid back together
we need to go to cape may tomorrow!!
ill take you to the beach reid : ' )
ill throw ur cracked up shard amongst the waves
but i shall save your sphincter, and wear it around my neck at all times
then you would dismantle me
you're hilarious af bro
you win
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
Blank
By Jonathan Reid
Blank Autumn
Blank winds
Blank solemn bough bends
The wages have been lost
I’m going home
The leaves have scattered blades among the stones
Blank Winter
Blank snow
Blank bitter cocoa
The neighbors hang their colored filigree
Befuddled by the magic trinity
Blank water
Blank Spring
Blank color waves in
The flavor of the moment breeds a lack
A light inside the window culls the black
Blank Summer
Blank blues
Blank rumbling rain spews
Unable to control itself, blends
Intruding in the fabric of our ends
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
I see it all under the blue bus fluoros
watch the street signs pass by,
and just as common the lowly and the lofty,
the pigeons that sleep on the building ledges, safe from the gut of the street,
and the workers that slave over a steaming bain-marie standing for hours and hours.
At least it's better than the unforgiving cold of the pavement outside.
The idle girl sitting at the train stop, back as straight as arrows, head askance along the tracks to a train that is nowhere near.
She shows no fear, she knows these parts like she knows the bums that frequent the tavern where she works. 'They're harmless' she says 'lone rangers without a Miss Reid.'
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 7:30 AM UTC