"shinin" poems
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"And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden
The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your face
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you
Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden
The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden"
In the Garden,
song by by Van Morrison
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***This touches me deep in the chest cavity,
the palpitations of its internalizing echoing cavitations,
a warning, go slow, choose your words wise and
accrue, the mood,
for the ache of creating, hurts, fevers me
for I am but steps away from the garden,
and its violet hues infused with fresh sunrising golden hazes,
with kindly warmth, with warming kindnesses,
touches,
caresses my shoulders, begs me to stop crying,
overcome, for I am overcome, eyes dropping wetting droplets,
for find myself at the intersection,
interlocking crossroads
where perfect perfection
begins and must
meet its natural endings
thoughts of capture, retentions, preservations,
all impossibilities, challenges,
see me, begging itinerant
muses
in the neighborhood
to guide my hand, teach me newsome words,
mine feel so old, so unworthy of this moment,
hearing me solicit their
Treasure of Summery
Words
but they won't,
excusing themselves,
that this in particular human has exercised, exorcised,
all the tools in his ever diminishing capacity,
time insufficient to learn a new calculus of
addition
and bid me calm my heaving chest,
seize my tears, just add them to the brackish salted waters steps
awaiting away
live in this moment
live within this poem,
revisit it frequent,
weep no more,
your stilling heart weakened,
take fast what is given now,
and be contented,
your treasury chest is full,
overflowing with this summary of
summery***
but I am not, cannot…
7:48:am
jul 22
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 8:03 AM UTC
Quiet crickets.
Quiet light of moon
Quiet cars along the road
--Go'n be home soon
Quiet AC on too late
Quiet humming charger in the outlet
Quiet bathroom 'cross the hall, water dripping from the faucet
Quiet floors while set'ling in
You're too old for all that whinin'
Quiet creatures awake before the sun
The signals when it's shinin'
Quiet indistinguishable shadow still yet so foreboding
Oh, you're just a pile of clothes that I never got to folding
Quiet drafty window singing with such vigor and such soul
Catch a chill from that night air
Might catch a runny nose
Quiet thoughts-that handsome stranger, worries, deadlines, dreams, 'n stuff
Quiet bedtime playlist streaming
Clearly you were'nt good enough
Quiet poem bursting from me my
Admonition of defeat
quiet quiet.
too much quiet-
quiet, would you let me sleep?
2:46am 8.30.18
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 2:51 AM UTC
I have a right to be hostile.
I have a right to place blame
to a person who has hurt me
in the "Lord's name".
I have a right to hate
when my people are scared.
You are supposed to serve and protect
and yet, your weapons are aimed where?
I have a right to shout
in the face of your ignorance.
Because just me being alive
is a ******* political statement.
Being a decent human
is not something to congratulate.
Be decent because that is human,
not because you must compensate.
Don't force me into a box
and say I cannot escape.
**** the paths of this forked road
I choose my own fate.
Adding pressure to silence
will only turn us into diamonds,
because in our hard-earned victory
we'll sparkle and be shinin'.
There are too many of our voices,
we're impatient, that much is clear.
We're angry not because we want to be,
but because we refuse to live in fear.
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 2:31 AM UTC
Washed out skies
I'm high, I'm high
Oh I feel so divine
shinin like copper golden fine
on cloud nine, lets get high
come run away with me
along the euphoric mirror
euphoric mirror
jump in get a taste of sweet
escapism
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'-
I'm not sure-
This...
is far too good,
too real,
to ever
end!
Oh no...
don't wake me
if I'm dreamin'-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
we're outdoors in the country-
surrounded by trees-
green grass all around us-
star-filled sky-
night sounds
fill the quietness;
frogs croakin',
crickets chirpin',
babblin' brook
cascadin' into a waterfall
splashin' into a pond-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
makin' plans
for our tomorrow's
together-
talkin' of our
dreams-
holdin' hands-
sharin' passionate
kisses-
Lovin' this night...
this moment-
right here-
right now-
locked forever
in my heart-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
cuddlin'-
cocooned in a blanket
after our love makin'-
a fire blazin' in the pit-
illuminatin' us with it's
glow-
each of us
as satisfied
as the other,
feelin' fully spent-
snugglin' together,
as we close
our eyes-
the dawn just peakin'-
greetin' us
with a new day-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'?
Wait...
I'm alone-
you've already
left-
had an earlier start
to the day-
sun is shinin' through
our open window-
illuminatin' me with it's
rays-
night sounds?
Oh no...
it's my alarm clock-
I'm runnin' late again!
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'-
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
2008
COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
In the ghetto
Huh they say you can be anything
You wanna be
So i joined the army
Notknowing that I'll still
Face tragedy and racism aint went no where
It feels ghostly evil stares
Of past scornful memories
They traded stock off the fields
And put us in the penitentiary
I got my first arrest in elementary
Just for being black on a sunday
Walkin' on a one way street
Preachers aint talking about that
Cuz they know theyll get lynched for that
Now they follow anything
And everything
That attracts money fortune and fame
You know the name?
We die more for the name of the father
Religion is ********
No matter whats coming out the puplits
They still gone ****
Think of you as a nigguh belittle
Troublesome and only good
For cheap labor
Be good and ya might get a penny raise
For good behavior
Still lookin' a savior?
That ***** been dead think abiut it
He died at 33 ?
Now ask yo self how many nigguhs
Died before 33? Ships full of slaves?
Lots of babies young men and women
Mothers fathers to sons n daughters
Two thousand fifteen and we
Still seeing slaughter ???
Can you see me running from the police
And we still think we run the streets
Peep game homies
Its no longer about racism
Its about us as a minority
Wither white black mexican or puerto rican
We all slaves
Payin' debts to society before we
Took our first ****
**** how could this be ?
My birth belongs to a bank industry
So all my real gangstas thugs to hustlers
Yea even wall street yall slaves too
Wake up the time is now
Gotta mind gotta use it
Or else these muthaphukkas will abuse it
This aint nothing new
Since the sun been shinin'
The same from beginning to end
The world was castedwith sin
There was darkness before light
Now that I'vegot the light
Its time to enlightened others
With the torch i aquired
Not long before ill be retired and life expired
For trying to reach for the truth
And many more
Live carefully
Cuz this is somethin' 2 die 4....
The ghetto!!!!
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
Jeremiah was a bullfrog
***Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he was good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him drink his wine
He always had some mighty fine wine, sing it
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishiest in the deep blue sea
And joy to you and me
And if I were the king of the world
I tell you what I would do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars in the world
And I'd make sweet love to you, sing it now
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
Yah know I love the ladies, love to have my fun
I'm a hard knock flier and a rain bow rider
A straight shootin' son of a gun
I said a straight shootin' son of a gun
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls
Joy to all the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls
Joy to the world
Joy to you and me
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls
Joy to all the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls
Joy to the world
Joy to you and me
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls
Joy to the world
Joy to you and me***
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtYnCmw2CWE
Have You Ever Seen The Rain?
***Someone told me long ago
There's a calm before the storm,
I know
It's been comin for some time.
When it's over, so they say,
It'll rain a sunny day,
I know
Shinin down like water.
[Chorus]
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin down on a sunny day
Yesterday, and days before,
Sun is cold and rain is hard,
I know
Been that way for all my time.
'Til forever, on it goes
Through the circle, fast and slow,
I know
It can't stop, I wonder.
Chorus
Yeah!
Chorus
Have You Ever Seen The Rain?***
https://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v;=xDGuyGPJ_JE
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 11:07 PM UTC
Thomas, Tommy baby,
you are both hot,
and sweet.
Tom Cat you’re red hot--
when I catch you in your Tom Cat Strut,
sauntering across campus,
strolling like it ain’t no thing,
cuz it don’t meant a thing
if it ain’t got that swing baby.
So dig this, Tommy Gun,
you groove with the best of ‘em
when I spot you strollin’—
Your head, teetering left and right like a seesaw, boppin’ baby,
arms hangin’ loosely, swinging freely, wildly, go! go!
legs scooping forward in boisterous trombone slides--
Groooooove Tommy baby!
You’re Louis’s best blows--
ten feet from the mic and the Fives baby,
you’re hot, red hot,
any closer and I'll burn up!
Go!
But you’re cool, real cool,
and oh so sweet.
Super sweet--
in your beard like a pepper and salt shaker tossed across the table,
I look to see those rosy lips part,
and peep those pearly whites shinin' like the bell of Louis’s cornet
brandished in the air, under those ballroom lights--
you’re screamin’ Tommy!
Let me hear that laugh that shakes the room,
punches like Blakey’s bass drum,
thumps like Mingus--
T-Bird you’ve got that hard bop in your soul,
you’re gonna bop to the top TB,
into the third heaven where the angels fall in line to your swing,
that incessant strut that keeps the devil at bay,
Blow! Blow! Blow!
And I see you now Tom Cat,
up there in the clouds,
digging your way across eternity,
bopping and jiving, swinging and blowing,
in your faded khaki pants and worn tennis shoes,
loosely buttoned collared shirt,
tight rectangular glasses that glistened the bell of your eyes even more--
I gotta stand twenty feet away Tommy baby!
You glance down at me and wink,
rearing your head back to let loose that Mingus and Blakey
bottom-end laugh,
guffaw guffaw guffaw!!!
--so hearty and rich,
the backbone of every nervous first-year classroom,
and the sniggering seniors you continued to befuddle and dazzle
with your mysterious ways
and insatiable swing.
So blow, Tommy Gun, blow!
Go Tom Cat go!
Dig T-Bird dig!
Let loose Tommy boy!
Swing for us, swing swing swing--
Hot and Sweet, Tommy baby,
hot and sweet.
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
COME round me, little childer;
There, don't fling stones at me
Because I mutter as I go;
But pity Moll Magee.
My man was a poor fisher
With shore lines in the say;
My work was saltin' herrings
The whole of the long day.
And sometimes from the Saltin' shed
I scarce could drag my feet,
Under the blessed moonlight,
Along thc pebbly street.
I'd always been but weakly,
And my baby was just born;
A neighbour minded her by day,
I minded her till morn.
I lay upon my baby;
Ye little childer dear,
I looked on my cold baby
When the morn grew frosty and clear.
A weary woman sleeps so hard!
My man grew red and pale,
And gave me money, and bade me go
To my own place, Kinsale.
He drove me out and shut the door.
And gave his curse to me;
I went away in silence,
No neighbour could I see.
The windows and the doors were shut,
One star shone faint and green,
The little straws were turnin round
Across the bare boreen.
I went away in silence:
Beyond old Martin's byre
I saw a kindly neighbour
Blowin' her mornin' fire.
She drew from me my story --
My money's all used up,
And still, with pityin', scornin' eye,
She gives me bite and sup.
She says my man will surely come
And fetch me home agin;
But always, as I'm movin' round,
Without doors or within,
Pilin' the wood or pilin' the turf,
Or goin' to the well,
I'm thinkin' of my baby
And keenin' to mysel'.
And Sometimes I am sure she knows
When, openin' wide His door,
God lights the stats, His candles,
And looks upon the poor.
So now, ye little childer,
Ye won't fling stones at me;
But gather with your shinin' looks
And pity Moll Magee.
2.3k
tizz is an uncle, bro and dem richez
i was born viciouz, but always had visionz
a young boy used to build bridgez
between black and white, peace and fight
dreamy adolescence, i spit out whole heavenz
wit my divine essence, all dem "lyricis" be jealouz
but dey just "so called", cause dey so old
tizz grew cold, so not any of dem amateurs won't grow old
i'm so cold, i freeze, **** and stay, then i eaze among dem geez
we live in codez like secret service, dealin' wit burnaz
quick learnaz, sick and sane, our skin is thick,
we don't feel pain, black lion's mane, heaven yeah
no expression can illustrate tizzopish aggression
pay attention! watch out for dat other direction
receive my blessin', kneein' between me and the destined
it's battle rappin', it's slappin' againzt all of ya actin'
friendship versuz rush, some peepz start to blush
when you remind them of valuez, like some bad newz
i'm the man whose bad moodz be legendary, like a legionary
dealin' wit whatz necessary, cause i was born predatory
find tizz shinin' in the mornin' glory and rhymin' a story
readin' diz is mandatory, just anotha category,
stolen from the laboratory, **** am i now swollen,
and all-in like all-night, alright, feed em just a small bite
Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
Jazz history teacher scattin about
swing
Now, war on drugs ****
wait, kansas city night clubs
Territorial Deviants howl the blues
dragging themselves bar to bar to jam
Teach has jeans and a black long sleeve
shows off his impressive gut
27th and manhattan, playin for pete
everynight bald head shinin
bass thumpin, saxophone whinin
count bessie, chick webb, rotating stage
Bothersome lesbian
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 4:01 PM UTC
the way you look at me, the way you make me smile
the way you move, the way you style
i move mountains for you, a thousand miles
wit' you, i'm never doubtin', worship the fountain
the club is open, you can feel the vibe
lights on the dancefloor, lights on the dancefloor
baby, you so handsome, you are the ransom
love you in the air, we got a certain flair
floating over oceans, frozen magic moments
as i hold you tight, so precious, precious
jackpot, jackpot, i will make your back hot
meet you at the hotspot, within the night clouds
put dem lights out, i'm newsy, right to it
let's do it, you moan like "i knew it"
crystals in the water, you stop to breathe
and now be good baby, don't leave the hood baby
sad dancers, what are the chances?
do you have anything to live for?
what are the chances, sad dancers?
what do you live for? you know the answer?
what do i live for? i don't know, fo' sho'
do i have a motto? i don't, i be blotto
operation foxtrot, observate the top, top
dealing in souls, workin' deep holes
sadness is flowin' through me, like yumy
i'm feelin' toony, like betty boo blew me
in times of appetite, you meet the true me
in terms of copyright, you meet the true you
i'm at the building site, lightin' the dynamite
everybody hype hype, don't mind the twilight
girl in the moonlight, down in the snownite
the flakes are blowing, and you are snowwhite
a glow is in your smile, and your eyes are twinkling
i will buy you an island, ice bags and diamonds
all dem words, all dem worlds are shinin'
all you need is me, you just want a lion
sad dancers, what are the chances?
do you have anything to live for?
what are the chances, sad dancers?
what do you live for? you know the answer?
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 10:35 PM UTC
A Moonstruck Rhyme in
A moonstruck Place.
When your shadow strikes a dime in anyplace.
I give my Heart,
I give my Soul can you hear these two bad beats knockin on yo flo.
A Miracle Time,
A Miracle Place.
Whats that shinin on yo face.
A glimmer past your eye which you thought you saw me but in the
end the only thing that matters is whats within.
Within this body,within this place;
My body in a temple with an Amazing Grace.
My mind soars through;
I'm a bird, I'm a Plan free am I from any cage.
The Lioness walks,
The Panther talks;
Two cats dine for their nature we rewind. Back to the Past,
Back through the Days when our Ancestors were constructing ways.
In Our Moonstruck Days
and
Our Moonstruck nights.
CAN YOU SEE ME THROUGH THE HAZE.
Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 12:08 PM UTC
At night I feel like a widow
I lay next to a shadow with my head pressed between a pillow.
For real though. I can hear the heat rise up from down beneath low.
My eyes won't shut 'til the sun comes up shinin' through my window.
I'm settin' sail, unconcerned with how the wind blows.
Disconcerting notions rhythmically pound upon the ship's bow.
Concentrating on endless oceans of electrical impulse.
My legs shake as my muscles lull, unnerved by how the terrain's thrown.
How do the waves flow?
Hunger explodes out of my chest;
Exposing all of my rib bones.
A rabid pack of salty dogs engaged in acts I wouldn't condone.
A rancid sack of sewer rats nibble at success in foster family group homes.
You'll never be alone once you cop another copy;
Always accompanied by your own clones.
Which way did I go?
**** out all the unfavorable people through the peephole.
If it looks, smells, tastes and feels, then it must be really real.
Uh-OH! We've baked another batch, but keep the lids all sealed.
We don't know what will happen if the scent is caught by the bloodhound's ego.
Sound the alarm and stretch your arms late in the afternoon.
Pass the grind down the line from teeth, to beans, to time, to you.
Hunker down that anchor now, the deadline's almost due.
It seems the sea is the majority, but man, I'm sick of bein' blue.
I've discerned now how the waves roll.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:20 AM UTC
I'll put it together
like a club to a heart
or a ***** to a diamond
Like 52
I'm rare on earth,
in the universe
I'm a giant.
Like platinum
Im shinin'
cause I comprehend
science.
So ninja just jump back cause I sleep with
lions.
There is only one like highlander
On my own
lycan islander.
Bleeding through paper
like a *****
err..
She's sounding like a siren.
When she sleep I sit in silence.
Picture that
Her face is priceless.
like kodak
Timmy boy liked this
9 hours ago
I was @
the sto'
96 ounces for 5 bucks?
scientist is out
the do'
Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 2:51 AM UTC
Oh, her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shinin'
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday
Yeah
I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me, "Do I look okay?"
I say,
When I see your face (face, face...)
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing (amazing)
Just the way you are (are)
And when you smile (smile, smile...)
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause, girl, you're amazing (amazing)
Just the way you are (are).
Yeah
Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh, her laugh
She hates but I think it's so ****
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday,
Oh you know, you know, you know
I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for
Then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay
You know I'll say,
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause, girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are
The way you are
The way you are
Girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause, girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
This city, man...
This city one BIG icepick, ya here?
Been walkin' round these streets,
trippin' these glass sheets of ice
the past SIX blocks,
********* man?
not a single cab picks a fool up round here...
Where those bustlin' business men go, huh?
Where that friction now?
What bout those tan-legged,
princess barbies?
their DOGS in their purses,
their cellular phones chatterin' n' ****
Where those ****** run off at?
They hot at the ***** bars now or somethin'?
HUH?
You know wha man?
**** that.
I walk this way every SINLGE morning,
twenty blocks UP,
twenty blocks the other way...
I'm walkin',
******
and those buses and cars WAILIN' they horns,
WAILIN',
SHOUTIN' each other
the SECOND the sun starts shinin',
SHOOTIN' heat each other till' darkest of **** night...
That's what I wanna know...
Where those ***********
RIGHT NOW.
Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
Making hay while the sun’s a’shinin’
Stealin’ cake while the others are dinin’
Feeling the pull to peep through the wool
Or was it the sheep through which the lies seep ?
The chaotic bleat that flows beneath the feet
And arises up the spine like cavitations mal- divine.
Emitting up and out a sound hole plucking strings in our throat
Unconscious aural conformation
Till one living sweater-shrub ceases to bleat out of consternation
Something has changed, as things sometimes do.
Something is different, something is new.
Random, spontaneous, serendipitous growth
Unexpected uninvited, unrequited hope
Once begged for freedom from oppressive tyranny of choice
Now beg for shackles through curdled cackles to get back the voice
Till beg no more, upright from all for
Decision passed from hooves to hand
From grazing grass to breeding land
To breed ideas, but not new race
To evolve, revolve, revolt with grace
But still a sheep, not more no less.
Did not run, did not egress
The sheep that ceased to bleat and began to speak.
Apr 3, 2012
Apr 3, 2012 at 9:15 AM UTC
*
she's always walked underneath that exact same sky
where later on their hearts met for the very first time
he never stopped believin' in the beauty of the moon
for the dance beneath shinin' lights to be theirs soon
forever she wondered what those stars really meant
by the unknown paths upon which their rays're sent
he thought of all of those promises that're ever made
by the past wretched words upon him bein' displayed
but when the occasion 'n' that auspicious day came by
when a birth of true love started comin' out its cocoon
just then nothin' 'tween an earth 'n' heaven could bend
their union becomin' a fact as faith for them has layed
for that magic moment their bein' rejoiced as occurs
when his eyes got caught by the sight of eyes of hers
*..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 18/04/1437
**
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 4:47 PM UTC
A misst ye sae muckle.
'tis achin' me ****** heart sae fragile.
Come wi's me, will ye nay.
Tae me shore o'er the ocean a' say.
Auld as time yet radiant.
Dancin' a fling me, cold and patient.
Ol' green cabres, leaves fallin' aff
On me shore, ye nay in sight.
Before th' auld red hoose a' stood still.
A glimpse o' sun o'er the ocean shinin' on me still.
Ye, nay in sight.
Me, seeking fae light.
A' sae misst ye, me heart.
Ye took yer path tae part.
Jan 13, 2011
Jan 13, 2011 at 6:08 PM UTC
*
when butterflies spread their wings
they don't go back into their cocoon
but just go out upto whatever flings
'n' embrace the faith that to be soon
hence the chrysalis already strewn
for time they do not let them wring
their own future graciously drewn
into skies of possibilities they'll sing
from flower to flower life they bring
no death for which they're immune
by as larvae already learned to cling
unto beauty as shinin' as the moon
for there many wonders in it as it is
hidden within their metamorphosis
*..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 28/03/1437**
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
**** on the insides
**** on the outsides
waitin on a ride
to bury all the evidence
the defense you provide
is irrelevant
its starting to make sense
cant get any change
cant even afford this game
but hey, what the **** do i care?
you aint got no one else to blame
So stop acting all scared
Step in the rain
Ill-prepared
Aint no drain in these streets
We all drown
Double dare
Hold our breath
Close and near
To the throat of society population is eyein me
describing me quietly in closed circles conspiring
Dying nice and clean was a righteous dream in a ***** mind
find the irony
I'm getting high while lighting leaves deep in fall while falling deep
All this air surrounding me
Weighing me down,
I gotta find out how to relieve the oxygen building up around me
It's intoxicating just seeing you breathe
Takin a breath, hold it in deep
count to ten, do it again
Countin them sheep until im back to sleep
prayin not to wake up again
oh lordy here he is
my soul to keep
Asleep on the highway of life til i hear beeps my alarm clock keeps me grounded and enemies weak
Pound my fist into the cheeks of these clowns been down for weeks painting frowns with tears that leaked
Drowning in the aftermath of all the facts found in the fine print of the devils contracts
Tryna relax, but my mind is spying and I can't control these subconscious mental acts
Knowing that my peers are sheep control will mold em obsolete
I pull the switch admire beef entirely
My tires screech arrive at scenes with knives that gleam
Its a nightly thing
Keep my guillotine shinin clean
Frightening
That ever time my slate is wiped up clean
The blood stains come back violently
It's a sight to see that no matter how much bleach I use to clean up my speech
There's still an outline showin the shape of every time I thought the only eyes that could see me were mine
Its piling around me, this evidence about to drown me, only good thing is aint nobody found me
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
[Intro]
I am swirlin in this pain,
with this windy clatter, now
I'm down there, in the meadow,
Viewing all the beauties, in this world
Alone, I make my voyage
Through the dark and evil night.
[Verse]
In this catastrophic situation,
I throw all my thoughts and pain, on this paper
Through and through I read em pages,
Stalking up my life in a story,
No end to this book,
I feel my body hooked with the sight of you, 'fore my eyes,
Shinin afar like a flashlight,
The outrageous memories,
Drift me away from my sanity
Is this love not worthid?
Is my heart not flourished?
I will root down to the end of this world,
To grasp you between my two fingers,
And revive our love story which for now is going through tragedy.
[Chorus]
I am swirlin in this pain,
with this windy clatter, now.
I'm down there, in the meadow,
Viewing all the beauties, in the world,
Alone, I make my voyage,
Through the dark and evil night.
[Verse]
In this separate scenario, I feel my heart go up to the moon,
Unlike you, I feel sad and my heart feels gloomed,
My drivin devastation makes me wanna throw you off of the roof,
To break your bones into two and wipe off that smile,
Aggravation and hesitation, leads me to strangle you, oh so soon,
**** I need to cool my intoxication and erase the hurt off of my shoulder,
Gradual fits erupt, oh you're doomed,
My blood flows through my veins, gushin' and wellin', aloof.
[Chorus]
I am swirlin' in this pain,
with this windy clatter, now
I'm down there, in the meadow,
Viewing all the beauties, in this world
Alone, I make my voyage
Through the dark and evil night.
[Verse]
Traumatizin and tantalizin at the same time,
You make me look like i'm out there, for so long,
Visualizin our cooperation and I know its nil,
Destroyin my heart into tiny bits,
The furious flames of fire, torturous and imprudent,
Microscopic bits, my heart feels like ****
Have you forgotten our encounter,
**** you, you scoundrel !
I'll burn up my love and spread the Ashes,
You monster, break me a thousand times and I'll make you pay,
You selfish, gutless ****
Meet me again and I'll force you to pick, between a wip or a stick,
Brand you bad and put you in guilt.
Cause i'm sick and tired of listening to your ********
The letters and pictures scattered on the floor,
My body feels like i'm being taken offshore,
But now i'm done and tired of this stupid love.
[Outro]
I am swirlin in this pain,
with this windy clatter, now
I'm down there, in the meadow,
Viewing all the beauties, in this world
Alone, I make my voyage
Through the dark and evil night.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 4:20 AM UTC