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Cars, are's, bars, ***-are's, oov-are's, dars and mars
With these I can construct a rooping Flargnar. Cigars.
And without these I am too **** in the far.  Pooping in the car.
Now can I find the Kragar? Or have a lost it in Nar?

Wigga foug under the dug like a big bug in the rain, its all the same.
What a doog? Got a Spoog? Butter up your hands and put them in the dands.
If ever should have shooken my loog, then up-chuck all the poog! What a gwoog! Me!
But who else could it have been! In the long run no one but we.

We cannot it be, it was the glove who fell in love with that dove!
Show me the rub! For we need it to subsub.
Hrug, Hrug, hrug magug! shrug off the flug, please doug do a love for the bitter twub!
In the end it doesn't matter, I had to fub to wub it dub!
Tammy Cusick Aug 2013
Shut away the promising key the queen united is the ruler to be,
overdose runs through her veins,
over and over the dosing pains,
give her substance to numb back to ease,
as the flowers willow she takes pictures of trees,
she's under the sun and kicking back to reign,
she met a girl who hated the world,
she used her body to sell her soul,
down on her knees she wept on the floor,
screaming "god hates me"
she wanted more,
tracks in her arms,
yeah, she's down on the floor.

You could say she's quite the catch,
luminous lies she's stirred up her batch,
yeah, she's confused promiscuous and self abused,
inevitable places she used and used.

When nights get cold she's back at again,
the queen of addiction when will it end?
She cleans up her frown and tries to pretend,
spat out the blood and began to grin.

She took her hand and kissed the scars,
broke the needle as they drove in fast cars.
They shouted and screeched "This world is ours!"
She's stays a awhile,
just a bit of time,
her hand in hers,
fingers intwined,
breaking addiction with this inseparable bind,
opening new eyes leading away from blind,
weary and shooken it comes back,
a train through her veins,
track after track.

Wondering where her lover is out on the streets,
the terror in her heart as it beats and beats,
stranger after stranger this girl meets!

As her star-crossed lover is on the floor,
she's out with a man making money for more.
shakin' and shook,
at the end of the track,
the train has left the station she's not coming back.

Lorry lover pouring out those places,
the stop of a car as her heartbeat traces,
man after man,
meeting new faces.
bends down ties up her tattered torn laces,
the queen of addiction in her presence it graces,
6 feet under her lover places.

A tear on her black slim dress,
the queen of addiction put to rest.
Joseph Childress Oct 2010
Set the mood
So the setting
Sits well
Magnificence
Magnified
By the affection you've displayed
Imagine
If this magic we've witness
Could be the norm
Take off with me
As we cruise beneath the storm
Worry free
Hurrily
Through the gates of paradise
Before the end of life
Hold tight
As we ride
On the waves
Good byes
Wicked highs
As we set sail
Coast across
This endless sea
While islands stand idle
Sandy beaches touch
The tide
And your foot
Prints faint memories
On the shore

Your heart soars
And
Your heart sores

Blood paints tragedy
Across halls
Of a beach house
A spouse
Is found unloved
Barely living life merry
The wife carries guilt
And it hurts to birth sadness
Just to grow up
To be a killjoy
Madness
Clashes with a smile
It drops
Crashes in the pile
Of lost laughter
How tragic
The fastest route
To self-doubt
Was tooken
Scenic pictures
Seemed obscene
To your dark eyes
Images shooken
And unfocused
Under a dim light
One for both of us
Our past was so bright
But the future fades to black...
Unpuresoul Dec 2014
I may not post poetry all
The time, but when I do
it's from the heart and I stop my fall
I hope I make you feel the same too

    I will not live forever
this fact I have accepted
but my words do not endever
my fears aren't of death but loss protected

    My faith is not questioned
My trust is un-shooken
pain I have sustained is not treated
the wounds gape and are unforgiven

   In pain I seek salvation
But I dare not ask for I fear
not of death but to find a solution
the solution to depression and Find
                         *THE CURE
Listen to stories as I spill
Cuz this something that's too **** real
Hard for you to dodge my lyrical collage
So step with me into this reality first
I woke up then I looked up
I see it's a l
Past quarter to nine
And woodys on
At twelve
But forget that verse cuz it was only the spirits in a thirst
Called up a few homies while I'm laying in the bed
Watchin' Wilma and Fred then a thought occured to my head
I told my boys we should go out
Maybe a stripper club or diner
But either way we need to roll out
So I got dressed made sure I was good looking
Check the mirror even it was shooken
Got a make move moving real fast ya see
Cuz I gotta my Posse to G -E -T

My Posse on MLK My Posse on MLK
My Posse On MLK


Now once I pulled up in the ******* truck
Ya know the big Tahoe where I tie hoes? Get it
Naw I'm just clowning thinkin a groove so we can start soundin'
Off to beat our vocals meet
We acting real silly up goes the dilly
They playing throwback of Magoo and Timbaland on the track
Way back up jumps the boogie all in me
Now I'm amped with my Posse
We ready to get it crackin'
And no stoppin' us G
Like Reggie Miller on three top of key
Where we all love to meet
We check each other make sure we fresh
Cuz the girlies love to test the way we dress
So we now in the street bass bumpin' with the beat
Gotta admit I had to roll up a swisher sweet
Nothing to see here haters cuz we gettin ready to raid ya


My Posse on MLK My Posse on MLK
My Posse On MLK


As we make into the club I'm feeling real good
But I hate that songs scrubs
Girls stop fronting djs cutting
Got everybody in the club jumpin'
Mens is grinding on girls behinds and
And there me and posse in long line and
Next thing ya know they move us to the front row
VIP status man I'm feeling the baddest
Once we got on set
I told the dj to change the rec so I can show em
How cold me and posse gets
Once I touch the mic their  was a long silence
Microphone screeching
But stop once the rhymes started preaching
Everybody nodding having a good time
Out comes the rhymes break em every time
Throwin' hards thrills so ya better chills
Or else my Posse going to rearrange ya grill
Now that ya in a trance with my music
That's makes ya dance
And all this time they had nothing to say
Cuz my Posse to Ill from MLK
the disappeared Dec 2012
i have never fully grasped
serenity. calm. silence
of mind

always, going
always running, always thinking.
doing. i prepare. but alas, that is
never enough.

what if for a day
i pretended. it never happened. nothing changed
nothing hurt.

would that help?
probably not. at this point, i need understanding.
freedom from.

i apoligize.
i am vague. not a person alive
knows all. everything. since then to
now. this moment.

how could i explain?

perhaps, i could tell to you
that i feel as though i have been turned inside out, stripped, and shooken. like an
animal has climbed inside me and torched me; clawed, teared every part me. until
i am an empty carcass, living in the dark as would a zombie.

and then i would leave, quietly. secretly.
i live better that way.

as if anyone could know.
Lady Bird Dec 2014
bottled with emotions of
impatient confused  thoughts
hopping lily-pads and jumping rocks
my brain holds it all
like a shooken soda bottle
....fizz...fizz....fizz...zzzzzzz..  ..

WAIT !!!  don't twist the cap..

my mind is like an incubator
for it may take a while for a good
idea to develop
Shadow Oct 2020
Emotions race
And thoughts begin to follow
Happiness is ripped away
In just one second

Back and fourth
Inside the mind
Like a scale
With the heavier
Always falling to the bottom

The positive wants to be there
But the rest wont allow it
It seems like it is showing
But in reality
That is the mask

The feeling of lonliness
Cannot be shooken
No matter the strength used

He just wants to feel belonged
But life is quick to show
The others that are
While keeping him in the dark
Creep Oct 2014
strings are played in the background,
the lights dimmed,
shadows twirl into fairy tales
and come to life
where I watch
all alone...
you come at me,
offer me a hand and a handsome smile,
i grab it and we do the swing
as i laugh.
giggling i dance the night away,
young and free, for once.

its when,
i feel the most free,
like im a balloon and can now fly away
far far away into the galaxies that await my arrival,
this is when
it disappears.
punched, shooken, everything goes wrong,
guest yell and scream, running away from
me...
he stares at me and backs away from me slowly,
a monster.
i look down.
I have melted off my costume, my mask,
and all thats left
are my scars, the blood,
a living hell.
i look up and away.
I grab his hand and drag him back with me
to the hell that i belong in.
"writing is an exploration. you start from nothing and learn as you go."-e.l. doctorow
stand by me- by otis redding
idk... started with nothing and im here... sorry for bad grammar and punctuation.
Keep the blunts in rotation love to freak haitan to jamacian
As well as the columbians womens
They lay up under me like a canopy
I got the shades blinding haters from my sunshine
Restrictin' minds from.the flash of my nine
Milly make ya body dance silly fools talkin' itty
Bitty I'll close ya mouth like hello Kitty
Gettin' nine stitches like 50 but once the shells drop
Ill promise I'll finish you off turn ya melon hard from soft
Soul lifted soon to be shifted off in the mother ship
Even in heaven I got a throne where none can withstand the dangerzone prone
My lyrics are mathed graphical swarming so fast it'll create a black hole
I'm going viral check my flows that spiral
Deep in ya head extractin' all thoughts that shed
Nothing but bloodshed all in it for bread
I get breakfast and head while ya beatin' off instead
I got a millions rhymes from blunts I puffed a million times
Keep em line I be the lyrical street sweeper
So stay at distance or face brain damage from the speaker

Huh a million...

My lyrics are carefully chosen growing for the ozem
I lay burning paths deeper than ozones
Suckas claim they King when they just roam
Another chapter to my tome tapped up and all alone
Exposin' wounds and broken bones
Around the battlefield emcees kneel
Cuz they know.i.be the real deal like Holyfield
A deadly left jab you can feel o so real
Closing down the Earth's atmosphere so all would feel
My lyrical drillin' curin' rhyming diseases with my rappin' penicillin
And ain't no killin' us we soul survivors
Improvise tactics wiser than Mcgyver
Living across the enemies wire my desire
To whole this rap game up shooken' up
I'll be mobbin' like M.O.P so ante up
Over runneths my cup full of Henny and syrup
Got a few cuties from eastern europe
To Belize so stand at ease when ya see a Sarge talkin' and nobody walkin'
Away clean glitter and gleam shatter ya dream
Cuz I be Wu Tang after the cream
Into a deep sleep
My consciousness starts to peep
Into a twilight zone
Where the deepest thoughts are meet
Projected images
Showing me past time vintages
Hidden in a village
Was a small figure faceless
But had a shadow and a major plateau
Seen the figure walk right in front of me
It frighten me so that I thought the
Angel of death was coming for me
But felt i Was in comfortability
My soul was felt triggered by an interrupted scenery
My past family enticed me with much scorn and agony suddenly
I awoke and the figure spoke
Another language I couldn't understand
But by the looks of his shadow
I seen a waving hand
It was like an extraterrestrial being
A spiritual sighting for my intellectual seeing
Spirits geared towards me for a natural healing
**** what a feeling shooken and feeling
Normal but somehow I felt like I was dealing
With something that could'nt be explained
In the physical in the format of a spiritual
It happens to any individual who's third eye opened a portal so
Don't be scared it's just ancestors
Trying to reconnect
To ya mental from all the **** that mankind rejects
Only a few are chosen and awoken
To see a indication of Armageddon
Wars heard light years ahead
So many Trying to get ahead
But ain't watching their own heads
Prayers said for daily bread
Pastors can't save you thats why when they talk the scriptures are dead
Just recited philosophy red
But if you reinstate what they red
Interpret their message
They look at you like your dead
As Jesus said and bleed
The theft comes out in the midst of the darkest hour
When your sound asleep and resting power
This poem will shiver to apoint
That'll make moutains quake
But you won't see the rumble
But you'll hear the rumble
Gods voice is talking while lost folks walking
Around with their heads toward the ground
Wake Wake up Its the first of the month
With the cumulus clouds forming for the storming
Its just the Angel swarming
Horse and chariots flaming
So take heed watch and don't hold your breath
Cuz your brains skin blood cells will begins to lock and shock
Til your your proceeding death
With your black eyes dilated
{The Watcher}
Yo bars sick more like aids infected I got heavily heaters selected
Techs rip through skin flesh and bones I attack like the drones
I see you all alone
Hiding against my forceful shield my lyrics make any yield
You playing in the battlefield with a special elite force skilled
I end careers at the start got a heart full of stones
Despised clones thinking they gone roam but I be the hidden vessel of Rome tookin' from the tomes
I reign with Kings of the Underworld this ain't for child play but call me Chuckie
Knifin' strong adversaries in the back makin' ****** macks  
ya whole team'll crack
Like a broken wooden bat
To a 100 mph fast ball but ya can't dodge these bullets
I'm carvin' in ya head with my lyrical blades nothing said but bloodshed
Covered from toe to heads beat the feds
Cuz I took spirits with me instead
I see you dreamin' of demons see I'm schemin'
Nightmares got you shooken and beamin'
Across the blackened corridors I be the God of war
Love the taste of gore too **** ******* I score
More than the Fugees check my filter premium crackin' craniums
With my super vibranium pack steels harder than Titanium
**** aluminium I be an alumni to the devil's eyes
I'm Hellspawn ya soon to don ya casket closed put his head in a basket
Uncovered my shell so I couldn't mask it
Easily I task it tisket a tasket *******
Better recognize when I rise you see the clouds demise
It's the comin' of the Demi Gods survivors of Maygog and Gog
Scripture wise my lyrics baptize
From the touch of lilith ***** beautiful wings
Makin' everything yield at my rhyming
Ain't no stoppin' me and my deadly pedigrees
Lace the blunts to get me
High as the Peruvian yey from the Chi to the Tre
Ride on enemies like Dr Dre experts with AKs
Leavin' smilies face silohuette over ya body that met
A billions bullets shavin' ya side with no mullet
Triggers I pulled it I'm ****** as Bail I even got jail in Hell with no bail
My minds explodes like a grenade six seconds I turn renegade vocals portrayed
I leave a path ****** as Capone Valentine's Day parade yea
Parker Jun 2018
I stopped telling you your name and hid from the clock
Tick tock
The minute hand is never surprised
But I am
And truthfully, theres no hiding from it
I can see 3 different ones as i write this
As this writes me
I’m shooken
That’s all
Balancing on what’s left of my shrinking hope
Holding my breath as she tightens the rope
That once so lonely wind now holds me close
As I walk past our house a soulless ghost
Read throughout lines,
And find the enlighnment in spines ,
Spirits and miracles come after your time,
Spent with serpents not circumvented in normal mentioned animals worth embracment,
It's not all devil's and demons,
When your vertabre needs replacements,
Shooken shaky hands shaking hands with the opportunities plans of destiny random events participated in perfectly making a decision on what payment comes back ten fold in a future based upon your history.
Deep reflective
Parker Dec 2018
I keep mashing and reshaping the clay knowing there is only one shape you would call perfect
I love when you say things are perfect
They must of gave way to cordless phones knowing in this exact moment, I’d wring the cord around my neck as tight as possible just to erase this dial tone singing your name
In my imagination we were close as kids
We had some matching scars from different adventures, and I beat the hell out of any boy who ever caused you any pain
In my imagination, you never left me and the pier in PB has our initials carved into it on the farthest to the right pillar where i proposed
How could of anyone known the  shooken bottle was never going to make it to our lips and the line for the anchor would snap
I’m convinced everyone you’ve come across carries a piece of your hair in there pocket colored with different truths
I’m convinced some of my greatest pieces got mistaken for trash and tossed into the incinerator.. maybe they were trash
Can one feel colorblind?
Can deafness knock on doors and inform someone there ears aren’t the problem?
I tossed the book so hard, it came back around and split open my head
Kaley Dec 2016
My life before my eyes
I went to run and hide

Almost turned as I cryed
Then I fought the good fight

The war exploded outside this land

I looked and found
what No one had

To this day I had looked back
But to find my only path

I was shooken to the core

Now God lifts these broken bones

What once was old
was made to a new

Forever and always
I love you <3

~•Kaley•~
Though shaq and biggie mounted it
I'm here to restock it match the profits
Lyrically I'm off it the topics can't stop it
The reign shedding from my brain divine
Words ******* numbs yo pains insane
Words that play can't take me away sway
Emotions coasting overdosing posing
On these fake imposter hang with real mobsters
Eating shrimp steaks to lobsters coppers
Can't match my appeal of the real steel
Superman burners in hand fans I demands
Understand I been president over hip hops residence
Once I learn to wreck ***** tapes that dates
Back before I settle my birth date crates
I was coming out of my shells casket
A ******* a tisket and a tasket see me mastered
The classics wizardry poetry straight above thee
Line Kobe Bryant politic tyrant been defiant
Others denying it cuz they pan skills fryin' it
Once I throw my beef gold teeth Christ reef
Hanging on my neck-isis this is ludicrous
Why i gotta do this keep my styles crisp
Raising cane since my fingers caught stingers
turncoats floating into singers way after the lingers
I'm feelin' Donnie Hathaway pavin' a way
Out of the ghettos though it keeps me astray
Dump the blunts in the cars ashtray by the tre
Eighties rolling with three of my baddest ladies
We all crazy especially if that purple Hazin' me
Hendrix guitar talking to me backwards swords
Made off of my vocal chords most largely ingorned
Critics board mad cuz I nailed 'em and soared
Deep into the auroras skies surprise uprise taste the cherry pies thighs
My women catching a glimpse of a paradise's stain fools know they can't stop the reign what???



I'm off the chain with no ridges ditches
To snitches best wishes thrown ozone
Out of the park I spark **** unseen like a quark
Call me Tony Starks iron Man when the
Gats in my hands breaking mic stands
Wither it be bymyself or other company
I keep it poppin' like we back in the 90s
Rewind me over and over til ya clover sober
Never too **** clever break any weather
Stormy or sunny it don't matter I still see
Greenery backs thumb tact once I impact
All blacks we rising above the regular stats
I broke the match once they tried to light me
But I'm too slippery operate machinery
Subs throw dubs at the club  flip a cherub
Holy moly I'm feelin' hits through the ravioli
mandible with the claw like Mic Foley
Can you smell what I'm cookin' sky hookin'
Grooves off time shooken got em looking
See my styles hard to pace like picante gigante
Freak women badder than Ashanti they say
Rain on me leave a stain on me big daddy
Heavy with the D see the girls they love me
Hip hop lover since I ****** my first under the covers
Word to my shebas dressed out iced out divas
Better believer brother making receivers
Girls catch my feeling mad ****** healing
I'm feelin' inner city blues like Marvin carvin'
Out his sighs with timely cries analyze
Black music never abuse it Tom's I cruise it
Once the mission held impossible
I make it look possible suckas so gullible
Flammable once the mic ignites you
Words is gasoline switch up the whole scene
Navy green fatigue see my war path bleeds
Joker mentalities live by no moralities itty bitty
Chaos try to creep take ya designed lost
Destined to be Boss so let's have a coin toss
Harley Harveys leaving dent break presidents
Fresh mint scents Franklins to Lincoln bent
See the establishment bribes for a settlement

Can't stop won't stop can't stop won't stop
Kaley Dec 2016
My life before my eyes
I went to run and hide

Almost turned as I cryed
Then I fought the good fight

The war exploded outside this land

I looked and found
what No one had

To this day I had looked back
But to find my only path

I was shooken to the core

Now God lifts these broken bones

What once was old
was made to a new

Forever and always
I love you <3

~•Kaley•~
since I got cursed with Moses mud crud
I've destined for tigers blood
Sharpest stud
with stylish flavaz but a hard blazer
**** stacks picked off the left of the tracks
That the lox left yo i paint images like a chef
Cooked into ya mind on a flashlight parliament
English embezzlements return backs to kemet
Black nations rise above the accusation facin'
Lifetime sentence on these plantations stations
Changed cuz of my content too deeply hell sent
I lay gore that mirrors Leviticus trust
We lay more frizzles than a magic school bust
Fools tripped out like calculus plus
Once the heat i bust turns men back into fetus
Birthed in a whole new world I'm spinning at ya squirrels
Flying got em lying dying in there own frying
Burning ya ****** shield Gemini as Will
Picture this got ya going against ya self
Over false wealth ya steps off that's why ya fallin'
All that dust ya snortin' got ya curtain callin'
Punctured your fame as mean as a pitbull maulin'
Black Stalin leader of dark elite guns sweep
from the dust laying in the rooms sleepin tombs
Aint no healing wombs of dooms Kabooms
This aint a comic script ***** get ya dentured
Tooken Houston thugs aint never shooken
Or book in my cashing stay beyond clashing
A Hustler's theme frank lucas fiend American dream
could freeze hell over once I laser my beams
Steams over the critics serious as a joker
Boil careers til they soft *** okra playing poker
with real gangstas disguised as past
President mask never fold a task tilt the flask
Mission Halo see how they heads go glow
Like the sun sparkles its a casket miracle
Take a swing at the black moon we putting holes
in one.... yep
Lenora Apr 2022
Fear of everything
Fear of nothing
To say I’m on the fence I’d be bluffing
Maybe I should let it go entirely in its fullness
And not have a type to rule with
I wanna break down and cry
If I tried to express it to someone they’d look at me in confusion and wonder why
People see my emotions
Cause I wear them on a sleeve
And one gaze of my eyes makes the notion simple to receive
I hate my self sabotage
No matter how I go about it with my old tactics I try to dodge
It’s so hard to let anyone in
To let anyone know
And the reason I am the way I am now
Cause I never open up which leaves no room to grow
I scared to take next steps but I don’t know how to say
I’m scared to show affection besides just saying I care only to end up feeling a way
I’m terrified to let someone love me let alone like me
I’ll always find a way to **** yo the situation
And then end up with feelings of invalidation
Praying no one walks in to catch me with my head down
And my eyes low which to others is worst than I frown
I wish I brought my sidekick the ones who never let me down
The perks the Xans the oxys the drift me to a place of no sound
No frown
No fervor on the ground
If you could hear a heart break
How loud would you have ached
How SHOOKEn would the surrounding party be out of their state
How would I soothe knowing it’s too late
I’m sick
but you know you knew
The things you think are only in your head
Do become true
As if you could ever be that important
A untypical mess is your assortment
You never give anyone the space you see you any more than difficult
Love to you the creature is mythical

What are you sorry for
Why do you apologize
It’s not like you’ll see me cry
Just the disconnected look in my eyes
Open for all to get it off your chest
In which you’ll never understand my distress
It takes so long to let go what I feel for a person
The more I see you or the more I go without it tends to worsen
Of how I see you and cherish the moment
And think of the moment as if I could own it
Of me being open to you
Of me being vulnerable instead of blue
Of all the time I wish we could spend
But it’s my fault this is in the state it’s in

Here we go again
A cycle that at this point has to be a type of emotional sin
As my sub conscious can’t seem to let go
This the part right here we hate the most
As we say different person same reaction
It hits the most when in the stage of retraction
Myself to blame can’t I control my actions

Self sabotage
In each situation no matter how I dodge
With the invalidation of my feelings
And no one knowing truly how I’m dealing
Because I can’t articulate my words
And speak them in ways that can be simply heard
All I can do is harbor on them
And bring them to the brim
Of what it’s intended to mean
It’s not what it seems
On the fence off the fence
Sometimes in between
I want you but certain things turn me away
Certain things that bring my past at bay
It’s impossible for you to look at me separate from body
And to be in my chest everyone looks at me oddly
But no one understands
And I want you to understand
No one just wants me learn me a person
And the more I try to explain the more the words worsen
Because I know that not the case
Always think of the things you say
The good the bad and how I over think them anyway

— The End —