"swang" poems
skipped the chapters in the book of love
you on page one
swang from the rafters with the morning dove
rise the evening sun
my letters were bolded
yours were second best to none
more italics and stressed sentences
you a peaceful minded friend
more than previous pronoun
promised to the end
you on stages of laughter
agreement to disagree
me, i went past the laughter
straight fits of arguing
apologies and sorries
lead me into these trees
promise not to skip the page without you next to me
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 11:07 PM UTC
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A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
Your prayers, oh Passer by!
From such a common ball as this
Might date a Victory!
From marshallings as simple
The flags of nations swang.
Steady—my soul: What issues
Upon thine arrow hang!
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Melody is not just a song.
It's the tune that has to carry you along forever.
Bring your confidence and soul out to show the crowd.
To crown your king.
With purity and pride.
Make you dance or sing.
Hum and whistle.
The meaning of melody is to make you swing and swang your hips.
Meaning of melody is a soul courageous song that brings you to love and meet well in life.
To meet your lovers eyes.
Is all by the meaning of Melody.
Every person creates their own melody.
And you can never share your melody.
It's all within you and you can't take it away.
Jan 23, 2011
Jan 23, 2011 at 1:33 PM UTC
Once
on the red tyre swing
we swung
in our red tyre dreams
we sung
songs of red
then we began to swing and swang and swung
till the tired red sun shone
throughout the world of a red tired toddler’s mind
the redness spread with tired red hands
and consumed every inch of our tired red skin
and there
under the red tyre swing we sat
swimming in the muggy air
breathing
inhalations and expectations of teens
waiting for a life of red faced busy faced love traced excitement
and then
we sat under that red tyre swing
an old couple looking out
our fond red tinted memories of tyre swinging joy
on the red tyre swing with our red tired limbs
and gray tinted minds with hair that once shone
with joy and laughter
and now here we lie under the red tyre swing
with the same tired red sun
tracing across the skin
with grey skin hair
and eyes
and we close them looking skyward past our red tyre swing
into the red eyelids that are all that remain
of our youth
the only unaffected view
for a couple of youngsters
aching to ride our red tyre swing into the red layered sky
at the sunset of our lives.
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
Midwestern girl
with the slow slang
come a little closer
watch her do thangs
she'll usually have
two first names
fried chicken is probably her favorite;
that child loves a ****
don't forget a big old l o o o o n g danga lang
**** those country girls sho' a make ya head swang!!
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
When I was young I had a net,
caught Monarchs in it, fevers.
lemonade smiles
swang up to the winged tops
of those tall trees on it
ran around, topsy curvy chasing falling
making green knees,
mom didn't like me
all brown and green
all hot and fevered.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
I imagined your hips in my hands,
and I imagined I had it all under control.
I stared at your lips when you spoke,
you pretended not to notice.
I stared at your *** when you walked away,
and your hips swang methodically, enticingly.
Public intoxication, two nights in the county jail, 500 dollars in court fees and fines, and the feel of your breast on my palms. These are the things that haunt me.
You haunt me.
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
You see the catz??
They be wack
I spit like that chick Freda Gatz
I got Empire that start fire
Reachin' for theMessiah
Gett the blessin'
From Pac n Big
Even Scarface gave me a bid
Hardest in the pit
Noshit
My lyrics spit harder than a fat brick
Flip it
We livin good yall
And ya never see me talk to the laws
My fashion clean in a gangsta lean
N if you want drama ill call Mr Clean
Thats my gat fool
Soul food for ya body fool
Ya know rules
Dont step out of line
Unless u ready to fined uh
They see through
I feel my hood brothers
Saying they need you
Me im refering too
I keep it street yall
**** all these gay *** **** mayne
Fools wearin' skirts
Then claim they puttin' in work
Soft as **** followin' gimmicks
When i shed wisdom
Everybody gettin lit
Sunshine for yo mind
Still puttin a middle finger to one time
I stay in my grind
I got no time
For haters they only make me greater
How can ya play me they cant slay me
Im on top so cAN they stop me
They were bullet proof vest
I aim high for ya head notyo chest
Gotta alot bones roll with thugs
Jackin' rich ******* hit multiple swtiches
Swang i
On vogues sittin' on fours tippin'
With the wood grain drippin'
Hate them cuz they hate me
Got my whole clique
Backin' me
In the industry they need real emcee
Likeme ya see
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
She swang in the breeze.
Her face was purple and her skin was cold.
She swung from a rope
Tied to the highest branch
She decided to leap
And on her way down
She inhaled
And finally realized she wouldnt feel
The pain
Of an exhale
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
Omw from class we stopped at the park
the geese were out the sky was blue
we swang on the swings it was jus me and you
now I dnt know where this going but everything is cool you make me laugh and your smile truly compliments you
I held your hand but it wasn't my plan hope she doesn't feel that I'm going to fast
hearts been broken but that's somewhere in the past you made me realize I was never important to my ex
I met you day ago and you've already helped me so much but I jus wanna take my time there's no need to rush
when you read this poem I hope that you blush
you seem like a girl with whom I can entrust dam
I guess its true I may have a bit of a crush
now I dnt wanna be a fool but if so its cool
I mean I'll still see you around or maybe at school
If you couldn't tell I'm a Lil shy holding your hand did make the butters fly but I don't know what that means but at least I tried
Didn't see today nor yesterday coming but it feels right!
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
(in memory of when)
the thick summer air pooled around my shoulders melting
me into the swing set,
where my feet dragged the ground whenever i swang
and a girl in a yellow dress sat
next to me her legs sprawled out across the ground,
allowing the grass to kiss her skin
like a mother saying goodbye to her child one last time
and like i would to her as the sun set that night.
(in memory of when)
i sat on my roof and mourned that night
as the stars sang a hymn only i could hear
because the girl in a yellow dress was a bird
and decided this town was just another cage,
one that she could no longer be trapped in.
(in memory of when)
i wanted to go after her
my very being pulling at the edges
to grasp her hand as though it was my very lifeline
but my feet stood cemented in the ground
and she soared high above.
(in memory of when the girl in the yellow dress flew away)
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:00 PM UTC
It began with absence,
It began with desire,
And all the things in between you could not acquire,
The eves of the trees were slick with dew,
Drops of water all over the leaves, spewed
My heart was young, light, propitious,
Everything around me kind, bright, almost ridiculous,
Perhaps then was when you surmised,
That I would prove an absolute delight
Did you wonder if it would be easy?
I feel like I was supposed to act ******
The veins you clogged and the bones you broke,
The fingers you bent and the heels that just won't
The hair that was shaven as it grew unheeded,
My nails were pulled, they were not needed.
Cast down all the hangings that I put on the wall,
Take a scythe to them as I watch, in thrall
I fell to my knees and you helped me to the ditch,
Disposed to push me in as they swang the pots out and hitched
Scrubbing as I reeled, I could not get clean
The filth was everywhere, I found it hard to deal.
In a state of numbness, I found some balance
So now I'm clinging to this graceful frame of nonchalance,
Pray not leave with distaste,
In your abiding, unreasonable hate,
You crash about furniture as you do,
And I no longer care to clean up after you.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 9:29 AM UTC
2015
christmas eve
The day we met
I immediately fell in love
in love with your sparkling blue eyes
your straight blonde hair
your beautiful hands
March
2015
we kiss
it felt like all I ever wanted
I loved you more than anything else
It were those little things that made us so special
the way I always waved you goodbye
every day when you left
I remember the one time I didn´t
It felt like my heart was being torn apart
I run outside
not wearing shoes or socks
but I just couldn´t let you go
without telling you
I love you
I screamed your name
and jumped into your arms
it was the way you swang me around
in the dark
that made me love you
It was the way we layed on the playground
in the nighttime
just the two of us
looking into the sky
you holding me close
inside your arms
that made me love you
It was the way you stopped
in the middel of the sidewalk
to go back holding the door open for a pizza men
that made me love you
It was the way you always looked at me
right after we kissed
right before you told me
told me you loved me
the sparkle in your eyes
the kidness
that made me love you
February
2016
we broke up
January
2018
Birthday party
I arrive
You were already there
I still remember the tasted of your kiss
nicotine and beer
and we kissed
all night long
March
2018
we hug
and tell each other
that we love the other one
but it isn´t the right time
you go
and once more
I wave goodbye as you leave
but this time
you do not turn around.
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 3:36 PM UTC
Yeah in Texas we love to swang
Switch through the lanes
While smokin' on Mary jane
It don't matter what ya claim
We spit flames sittin' on 84
Twistin' round and round
And you can hear the bassing sounds
Thumpin' keep the streets jumpin'
Much love to the originator
I'm talkin' the ***** creator
Earl Davis a legend so don't be second guessin'
Or you'll be gettin' a blessin'
Surprise from my Smith n Wesson
Sittin on Vogues 15s or 14s
Gold over chrome in chrono order
My appeal is so real
So ya know all haters feel
Jealousy and envy but it don't bend me
I just chill and let the wind breeze take me
Into another zone I'm game smooth *** baritone
Gets me a bunch girls to bone
Intellects sang
rollin'hard chirpin' on them thangs
Bound to be a sunny day
In that sunshine state
Texas breakin' crates cuz our music rake
From the streets to the jail cells
Makin' revenue with the crew
Black & Hebrew
No time for evil I moved pass that level
These devils wanna see me fall
But will Still continue to ball
Til I'm over the top chillin' in a million dollar loft
Breakin' off proper treat my guns
Like a visa
I'll never leave my chopper at home
Pushin' more domes than the astros
Wrapped around ya mind like a lasso
Live everyday Like my last though
Just a hustler spittin over instrumentals
Rhymes verbal where's the punisher?
Foes soon to be a victims
From tyna still thangs
Still servin' up on them thangs
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 5:30 AM UTC
When I see the trees,
when I see the woods,
I imagine I get to lay over the trees.
I’m part of their leaves, I’m a pine cone,
and I let myself be swang by the wind,
I smell and breathe the salt and fish from the air.
I just move smoothly side to side,
I’m being coined by the wind like a baby inside trees’ arms.
I imagine I get swallowed up by the woods,
my veins become tree roots,
my palm lines mark the lines on the salty rock, the paths of the river watched from upside down.
I’m not myself anymore,
If you want to find me I’m being washed by the inlet,
fish swim up through my chest,
seagulls stroke my needle hair.
Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
Best friend and I swing by in small rollercoaster.
I miss my childhood but I don't miss me.
I hate younger me. Terrible child, worse teenager-
too many affectations. Swang by, we did, and we
smiled; I could have kissed his face, but, then,
I liked girls too much. I still do.
Intimacy is so often unbearable.
I'd just rather stick my face into someone else's
then call it a day.
Maybe, after, talk a little bit.
I loved you, my friend,
watching the world go by the way we did.
I would have kissed your face if you let me.
I would have I would.
Aug 3, 2017
Aug 3, 2017 at 2:27 AM UTC
I will not be fooled
He loves me;
I know by every 'honey-
and the lips on my forehead'
By the way his eyes smiles at me-
I know he is drawn to the shipwreck
He took charge of the sea'
He shone in me
My heart is happy
His presence is an extreme privilege'
While I try to behold the 'eternity
He show'd me the best of what love can'be
He took charge of the sea'
And filled the vast ocean with his generous wine
That nature hath align'd
And I drank like a fith'
These graces shall endure
Eternal, constant, pure
A joy, unknown to kings;
For he who leaves the passage free - to love
Shall let in 'all the reft;
And in the night, when the lamp swang a little too low
I yawn and sleepily pull myself to him
Nestled up by his glorious lanate chest
I slumber'
And then,
I woke up'
On the other side-
Of the road to Memphis'
So we live - as now we live - to be
Mean while
We will live together
In the verses of my poésies'
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
arggg
urrrr
blah
cave man throw rock
chomp chomp yummy in tummy
mmm pellow mmm
night light dear diary
sleepy mind blank
crossed eyed dazing
was i writing or was i sleeping
yawns*
or was i eating or smoking
catch them zzzz'zzz
try an stay woke
ain leaving my dungeon for lauron lundon
the queen africa cant **** me good enough
my doors shut an locked you ain getting in
"Yuuuuuuup"
we hibernating
eatin sleepin drankin smoking an *******
we hibernating
might open my door might not
might make it to the window might not
1 thing you cant deny
out the shadows into the spotlight like gotti gandi or king
swang that door wide open you cant keep cash
my pockets hungry like general al bundy
jonny apple tree cut up a snake fed adam an eve
the end we hibernating
ok diary i bid you goodbye
from the ashes
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 4:51 PM UTC
From the slums and crumbs a knuckle head acting dumb
Succumb to the worlds sinister ways and these days
Fools quick to spray words a verbal arsenal take it personal flashin' pistols
Now another funerals laid cops paid
To do the same thing the hood doing to us
Design for us to die fast and in a hurry bury by drains I'm talkin' Curry deep range thoughts circling as swang in my woodgrain
Steering wheel now tell can me can ya feel the Southside the real
-'ist poets ain't made for rest so test if ya want watch the pain come and haunt
Shatterin' your every move y'all don't wanna duel
Still playin' the hearts of madness yo they stay fools
I play a mule nice but come off cruel
Keep it smoother than a jazz solo
Oh no take another puff of the cocoa so...
Adjust my crown at the top far from a slop
Enemies get the casket prop it don't stop
Rhymes drop keep it movin' like it's hot
Too touch flows I crutch choose women like Hutch
Ya know I'm finna clutch
Victory it ain't a mystery so many haters gall after me cuz I **** em easily
Rollin' rillaz and hang with killaz scrappin' for scrillaz
Skipped school to hang with the local dealers feelin' iller
Than the next man knockin' any **** and who can?
Stop the south side for running and gunning
We'll still keep hunting so keep stunting
Alberta stand up we mobbin' up black Caesar style
Problem child since I seen the devil's smile
Problems pile check my style
Killer rhymes like Mike I'll make ta fadeway once the words I say
Is laid to a track
The man in black with that mack attack so all ya hataz sit back
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC