"speack" poems
Brevity of the honk,
Speack soft, yet hard-sided.
The nimble chime of Drake and Sam,
punk rockin', non stoppin.
Sophisticated, yet so simply
what.
wait.
ooooooh, dat feel good.
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 4:42 PM UTC
If my heart could speak
It tell you how the sun reflects in your eyes
How your voice sounds like a love song
If my heart could speak
It would tell you poem of my love for you
It would use adjectives like "Divine" and nouns like "Royalty"
If my heart could speak
................
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
every person is beautiful
own unique way
search passionately
behind masks
lines have beauty
dare to find
poor grammar
poor vocabulary
creates poem
high thoughts
poor form
yes
form
words -> boring form
easy realization of thoughts
silence
great realization
action
perfect one
action -> beauty
take the action
find
own unique beauty
show beauty to the world
sure you good at something
manipulation of a particular person
walking from A to B
knowingstars/arts/music/history/them/self/dead/alive/animals/series/nature/culture/how to make love/how to give love/how to cook meal/how to kick him/how to make bomb/how to dig tomb/how to switch on/how to vanish zone/how to go out/how to groow tree/how to smoke pot/how to die young/how to climb top/ how to clean dno/ how to be a ***** how to ******* ritch/how to jump/ how to jank/how to sell stuff/ how to grove up/ how to be cool/ how to play games/ how to **** kid/ how to **** her/ how to **** them/ how to be racist/ how to burn atheist/ how to consecrate a car/ how to open the bar/how to speack honestly/how to make mistake/how to kick her ass/how to **** her face/ how to bring pleasure/how to aim/how to **** brains/how to treat/how to threat/how to choose/how to snooze/how to pass exams/ how to break arms/ how to chew gum/ how to write Elizaveta Bam/
do you like knowing?
do you like pass knowledge to others?
knowledge of something else
not about you
we don’t care about you
nobody cares
somebody cares
just for self-profit
**** war
**** tyranny
**** hatred
**** god
let’s share the beauty
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
How did I get there??
These words used to flow,
used to put, straight from my soul.
Now my heart is empty,
my flesh is angry,
and my soul, oh my soul, is so weak,
and so must be the words I speack.
Torrential down pour of fear,
when I see your name appear,
Upon a screen, call----Ingored.
My words have become weak,
I can hardly even do a few lines.
Is it you? or is it mea,
Holding back so I can't see.
The world is so open and I want to go.
But, I am being held back.
I hold on, and so do you.
But what if we're holding on to different things?
And this love is not as it all seems.
Falling and breaking apart at the seams,
How could you have possibly meant
what you said?
Dissapointment, immature, not wise,
these are the things your saying to me.
I don't think that they are entirely true,
but what can I do?
Today is new,
and you'll want nothing to do
with last nights call.
But if it was you,
Standing here in my shoes,
What would you say?
You don't want to stay? and just go work.
Everyone needs a break.
Everyone needs some space
To breath, to look back and see
just what their words might be,
to some one open, and vulnerable
Often knives come at me from your mouth,
I've learned to deflect them all.
But now it is my turn
to let you know how it feels when
all of you fails.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
same as asking an elephant to fly or a tiger to be friendly,
the same as waiting for it to rain in winter and snow in summer,
the same as writing with an eraser or trying to tear metal,
the same as expecting from a dog that it will meowing or from a cat that it will speack
Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 4:26 PM UTC