"supa" poems
Rollin B's in the Mazda, blazin
The constant high is what we're cravin
Wiz Khalifa, Lil Wayne, and Drake spitting the supa hot
Fire, lite up that ***
The smell, getting riper
Peter piper
Pack that pipe, er
Spark up, we faded
This **** is not overrated
Lite it up, we floatin
Carefree, no gloatin
Normal, what I am now
Later.... wow.
And I'm lit.
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 10:41 PM UTC
Don’t ask me why
who, what, when, where or how
I just know, honey,
that I’m feeling a little extra gay right now.
I can’t help it,
I just am,
So, don’t hit me
with your far-right scam.
I believe in basic rights,
such as equality in all ways
you can carry a gun
and I can marry who I want, yay!
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 5:30 PM UTC
art is a thing
that takes the now
takes the real
and makes it
u n r e a l
supa r e a l
surreal
\undone\
n u p s k c a b
reflected | back
better.
deeper.
and l i f t e d
h
i
g
h
e
r.
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 8:54 PM UTC
You be Lex
and I’ll be your Supa
I’ll step on you
like Mario does Koopa
We’ll fight it out
cuz we love to hate
losing the end
From a winner’s fate
beat me to heal me
so we can fight again
quarter circle forward
and I’ll be your Ken
so keep it going to the end
save ourselves from the final sin
because everyone dies
when someone wins
Continue?
Jun 18, 2011
Jun 18, 2011 at 7:15 AM UTC
When pop was a boy
Iz pride and joy
Was just to have wheels wiv a mota
Tricked up didn’t play, not in their hood
Even though you could
End result wouldn’t lift the skin - off a rice pud
Real quick in that day
Only came by the way
Of serious a serious wedge of pay
Aston, Ferrari, you could take to the bank
Hemi, Stang and Vette for the yanks
For most just wall posters and wanks
These days it different, back from the dead
Universal balance has got out of bed
And delivered justice for the poor petrolhead
You can strut your stuff, in your supa caa
But the kid in a Rex or an EVO jam jar
Gonna embarrass you, you fucken rockstar
We quikka N you - its no pop quiz
These days turbos and nitrous is the biz
Nuffink about the money just how big your ***** is
Want to put up your half million Mclaren
Thats just a few tenths quicka, than a subbie wagon
Equipped wiv a teenage ****** called Darren?
We quikka N you - even with your cash
One real aspect in life, where design and dash
Triumphed over money and flash
We quikka N you
And don’t you forget it
Now get out of my way
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
Did you see the moon today
it looked so light it looked so grey
did you see the moon last night
it looked so bright it looked so white
Sky so red amongst the haze
frost just hangs to shivers gaze
feelin cool and somewhat chilly
moon still here and not so bowing
sun do rise yet still to see
dawning of a brand new day
moon still shining light as white
sky behold a supa sight
Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 6:23 AM UTC
imagine if you
were supa glue
to someone's
broken past
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 5:38 AM UTC
every spark riding the updraft
smoke hot as fire billowing
these words of ours set free
burning at body temperature
set down cold on blank paper
filling up the furnace of the Sun
to burn, burn up in the supa nova
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC
you have star light pumping through your heart
your mind is a constant unending supa nova
Moons orbit your every step, some mathematically carrying aliens
its just a question of perspectives, so never say you are alone, or lonely
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
I am a Supa Woman
One who possesses traits of a Queen
Poise and never flaunts
Calm and never taunts
Special in every kind of way
Soulful each and every day
Aware of her flaws
Always tries to keep her claws
Mindful of her words
Truthful to her world
Her weaknesses are her strengths
That is how she exists
Her beauty is her kindness
Sensuality is her happiness
And love is her aura
I am a Supa Woman
****
Understanding
Powerful
Amazing
A Warrior
Omnicompetent
Majestic
Attractive
and
Natural.
I am a Supa Woman
OP Aphane
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 5:13 PM UTC
The Sun claims your ashes
the sea your fluid self
the Earth your clay
your soul to eternity
belongs today.
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC
Jumble tumble
phase of words.
It comes out,
to sound absurd.
Flutter, Clutter
they do fall.
Inside thoughts
as I do stall.
Staller, Hauller
I must write.
Inside trust
I’ll be just right.
Plunker, Blonker
I will play.
Inside silly
in this day.
Wrinka, Wrooa
poem I do
Inside smile
I send to you.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
How many times you looked at yourself in the mirror
But the face you were seeing there didn’t look like yours
How many times you tried to play the role of a survivor
But all you did was swim in a sea of wounds
Just tell me how many times you wanted to be the killer
But you were always the one who got killed in life’s show
I know you are hurting
So can you stop lying?
I see you crying
Please can you stop hiding?
You don’t have to smile when your depth is bleeding
**** the mouth who told you keep on pretending
Let your tears wash up the hate in your eyes
Let it rain on your face till it freezes up the pain of your heart
Wanna hear you scream like you're livid, and shout out loud
Wanna see you destroy your sadness then break it down
Tonight everything is blank but I want you to paint it black
I want you to release all your anger and throw it away
Tonight is the day you’ll see how stupid you are
Trying to wear an ugly mask and acting like you are supa dupa okay
Tonight you will realize that your pain is weaker than you
That happiness was avoiding you because it’s sick of the drama you do
Let me see you living your depression deeply tonight
Just do it once harder than a volcano when it erupts and sees red
Then leave it behind and get ready for your next war
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
....... and with the prediction of a Supa Nova ,,, death by the very star that gave them life.. Mankind still grubbed around for any and every personal advantage they could find over their fellow Man.
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 3:45 PM UTC