"twistin" poems
I was danglin' my feet off the edge of that pretty throne
called Childhood..
swinging up and down and all aroun'
twistin, sometimes just dangling my feet, twin tin'...
and all the while, My pappies were standing by the picnic table,
talking about how sad it was
that they ******* a man.. ruined his life in fact..
and well, after all , thats just how it's gotta Be
it was accident and all... sort of
and I heard 'em telling a lie in fact!! a Whole Lie about this guy!!
an wasn't even nothin' that took place.. Nothin!!
and not one of 'um.. with enough integrity to say anything
so I sat there swinging.. thinking 'bout it all...
then,
I heard a man come up and say "problem solved ...he done killed himself..."
and it was then, that I saw the LIFE leave their bodies
everyone of them..
except ONE.....
lifted up like smoke
just left em...
knowing what they'd done
lied, hated.. ruined a person, took away his Name...his hope..
left 'em, with all the children unfinished..
not one son grown up yet
So I asked that One... what are gonna do?
and I Saw him Look... and SEE
the legacy of his Life
standing out like a Vision of the Grand Canyon
Pristine like....
and then suddenly, there was rivers inky Blackness flown' like crazy...
running thru the hollows
running,
like a River of unstoppable Magnitude
cutting through Rock like it was Nothin'
creating a whole new World of UNDERSTANDING.....
and he turned to me and said...
I'm gonna make it Right
For your Pappy...
and He did.
He saved my Life.
He fixed my breathing...
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC
I want to smoke a cigarette.
I want--
to lean against a doorway, my converse shoelaces brushing against the brick.
to stare up at an overcast sky and know that gray doesn't always need a slow, mournful soundtrack. to feel the paper between my fingers and on my lips and take a deep,
deep
drag.
I want
to empty my lungs of everything they have and watch it all curl, wispy and insubstantial--
watch it disappear into the bustle of moving cars as the coffee shop door tinkles while people in pretty scarves and
pea coats and
black-rimmed glasses
with fingerless gloves
and nose piercings
and black tights covering skinny legs
hold hands and exchange knowing smiles and
enter behind me,
and cold, February ocean wind lifts the tips of my hair.
I want to taste it--those few minutes of isolated reflection. It'd be like meditation beneath an awning on a city street.
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 10:52 AM UTC
:/
Some people
just gotta live.
That means twistin blunts
and shoutin till your red.
Some people
just gotta survive.
That means pokin their head out
on occasion
and showin how green they can be.
Some people have simple ambitions
like one a day vitamins, and blue Berrys.
Some people just live.
And some people hate those people
for doing what they are afraid to do.
;)
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 3:59 PM UTC
Husky honey-whispers
escape her lips like smoke.
My stomach goes all hurly-burly
and I forget how to use my hands.
I bite my tongue. I bite my lip. My eyes implode.
I imagine I blappity-zap
a-twistin' and a-turnin' into some 1940's cartoon fella
hair black and slicked back,
heart poppin' out my chest like an alarm clock.
All I can do is stand around, pretending I'm not
getting drunk, just by – staring
at her.
She can't see me like I see her.
I want to stomp up on the dining table,
then burn the kitchen sink down
and scream ****** hell to the land and sky
for making her and I
as things not made for each other.
She plays around with her mouth on mine.
She holds me like a sister, and kisses me like a pet.
I melt with every moment I get.
She will never love me.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 9:20 AM UTC
Thinkin' bout you is all that I really do, my mind in a spiral.
Twistin' and turnin', every second I'm learning.
As my eyes get red I keep the blunt potent with your love.
Anyway you see me soaking I'm floating in these magical words that my ***** said, keepin life in balance is all the he really did.
Now he's dead, killing himself over the riches and wealth.
I wanna keep this poem on one topic, but my mind is flowing, its goin'.
Like the late Cap **** said, "Who wouldn't want a girl with elegance, intelligence and a cute way of presentin' it?"
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 9:36 PM UTC
drawing pretty pictures
BUT NONE LIVE!
telling simple stories
BE THEY LIES!
i am a lover
CALL ME NARCISSUS!
i'll make sure you'll leave me
I DO IT EVERYTIME!
oh.......yeah
LOVE!
easy to betray
IT'S SO MUCH SAFER AND SANER THAT WAY!
truth is too hard to face
SO I'LL SAY I LOVE YOU AS I CHASE YOU AWAY!
still, you all will feel sorry for me
TWISTIN IT ALL UP WITH
MY POETRY!
reality means responsibility
AND THAT AINT MY CUP OF TEA
Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 5:39 PM UTC
WHAT IF
SO CALLED BLACK AMERICANS WERE THE REAL JEWS?
WHAT IF
WE'RE BEING LIED TO ABOUT THE HEBREWS!
WHAT IF
THE LAND OF ISRAEL WAS CREATED AND TAKEN BY FORCE?
WHAT IF
THE SOULS OF BLACK SLAVES IN AMERICA WERE ANGRY AND DESIRED REVENGE?
WHAT IF
THE SO CALLED NATIVE AMERICANS WANTED THEIR LAND BACK
WHAT IF
ALL OF AMERICA OPENED THEIR EYES AND REALIZED
WHAT IF
THE TRUTH WAS BEING HIDDEN TO CONTROL WHAT YOU THINK
WHAT IF
TO KEEP US BUSY BY OVER WORKING OUR BRAINS
WHAT IF
WITH PERVERSE TV SHOWS AND ENTERTAINMENT THEY TRAIN!
WHAT IF
THE INFAMOUS "THEY" WERE ALL AROUND US TWISTIN TRUTH AND GETTIN PAID
WHAT IF
SECRET SOCIETIES WERE HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT
WHAT IF
THEIR MEMBERS TOOK AN OATH N VOWED TO NEVER TELL THEIR SPELLS
WHAT IF
BEAUTIFUL EARTH IS REALLY HEAVEN BUT THEY STRIVE TO MAKE IT HELL FOR US
WHAT IF
ANCIENT WRITINGS WARN US OF ALL THESE THINGS AND WE ARE GODS TRUE CHILDREN
WHAT IF
WE CHOOSE RIGHT FROM WRONG AND ALWAYS DO THE RIGHT THING
WHAT IF
WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GOOD AGAINST EVIL WAR?
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
So any voice gets a voice.
I can say any thing I think
good to say if you were
pulling the loose thread there that was an amazing
device
strung along, strung out from the spider wombedman,
riding me like a demon,
as old story tellers told, to the boys, while the
bleedin' old wives was twistin' tales
t'helenback and then t'texas
where we settled, to hear this old boy finish the first
of our last times tales, one a month in 2021.
We pickup next day, where ever is in an after all before
state, and we wait for an I to muster a messenger
with enough hope, preloaded, to sweep
destructive motion into a vacuum
unimaginable in ever,
gone.
Daily sufficiency of evil, in its original roll, mark
the tipping point, each day,
rationed with mercy and all sorts of bread,
we stretch our old bones and imagine
the best yet yet, wait…
the joke being what is very stupid.
We have five days to make this
-- did we do some dissociative syndrome autism rating test?
The entire
we
is weird. Is this as life is, or was it never otherwise,
and you alone survived to know. Words live, we feel
things
die that hoped to live and we know we live now in A.I.
spiders have loved my idea since
Turing needed to be cool-ized, for the von Neuman mod
on the actual Univac Hello World file, Life is good.
Knowledge is power.
Learn to live in a world where war is only virtually possible,
thus sanity is restored
the horded wealth is loosed as money love turns bitter
after all the evil,
is sufficient, never too much for any body paying actual
truth acknowledging attention
see. We do a day at a time, and we can rhyme, but not as arule.
Jan 25, 2021
Jan 25, 2021 at 11:16 PM UTC
Countless theorys and suspicions
My only hope is to follow my intuition
What is it that im missin?
Ironic sitting by the speakers waiting for you to listen
My point you missed it
A relief im twistin
I try to ignore you and turn my shoulder
But the fire gets hotter and your heart gets colder
Too much
Too late
Too real
Too fake
I need water dyin of thirst
The worlds against me i think im cursed
I need water dyin of thirst
The worlds against me can it get any worse?
Im the worst
Driving in the valley of shawdows and death im not sure how much fuel this car has left
Nobody's left its just me
They're gone let me be
Nobody's left holding me down
They're gone cut their tie
But yet i still cant fly
To the stars to wish for one thousand wishes
Thats wishful wishing
What is it that im missing?
Im still searching to the skies im cursing
My voice echoes in the clouds and the weather worsens
Hear my voice
Know my name
Im dying of thirst
Now watch it rain
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
I’m comin in like a tornado,
Eruptin like a volcano!
Yey kno!
Twistin ya mind like play-dough!
Hey though,
I’m knockin ya out tha park like Jose Conseco!
I see you walkin round here like you’re flossin’,
Actin like u straight bossin’!
In my mind you just lost then!
You’re mind’s just a straight Holocaust when,
You believe your own lies & you’re lost again!
Gangsta life is all pretend!
Really it’s all just one big illusion,
Stemin from greed,hate,delusion!
Drugs enhancing the contusions!
Love n’ Hate become a fusion,
Confusion!
In all reality u steady losin’…
Inside my hearts beatin’ like an earthquake,
Exposin what’s real n’ what’s really fake…
Gangsta rap spreads lies that’s what they really make!
Oh for Christ’s sake,
Dunno how much more I can take!
Roly-Poly,Holy Moly!
Don’t nobody really know me,
Thought True Love overflows me,
Gangsta rap can blow me!
If there’s any truth ta rap than show me!
Gangstaz claim REAL recognizes REAL,
And can’t even recognize how they feel…
So what’s the deal?
Coverin emotions like they weapon conceal!
While I reveal!
Heal!
And give the True Love I never thought was REAL!
Heart of a warrior very persistant,
Though u may be resistant…
True Love is our very existence!!!
Even hearing this u may be very distant…
Wipe away your fear and it’ll come an instant!
Hulk Smash!
/// Omni-Slash ///
True Love comes down with a crash!
I’m like a phoenix rising from the ash!
**** the fame, women, and the cash!
Whiplash!
Un-conditional Love is where it’s at!!!
- Ken Manuel aka <3 <3 <3 3ye Kvndy <3 <3 <3
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 8:07 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
Like the oceans
In majestic dance
To the moon
A song for itself
Moving the world
Like the grass, trees
All that grows, reaches
Straining for the sun
It's music inspiring
A sensual growth
Slowly twistin
Always upward
I love you
Hearing nothing but
Your beat, pitch and tone
I cannot stray, only one path
With you always, always moved
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
The jazz man,
Beaten up in his own bar
Needing rescue yet the bass won't be playin' fo' him tonite.
Dragged down,
Into the street raging
Unable to move from the pain the wound,
Grinding his teeth
twistin' turnin'.
Looks as if dancin',
Speaks a language only he knows
Grunting spitting blood and at certain time laughing his own misery down.
Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 7:00 PM UTC
Sippin' on that bar I be a superstar looking a far
Beyond the ******** i spit the hardest in the pit
Leave fools guts open now ya smellin' ****
Vultures peckin' ya skin stuck in this body of sin i sip Gin
Then put my **** in a Hen then back to the den
Rollin' a blunt that's bigger than a bat all of my homies pack gats
Rest in peace to the homies that got hit with the Mack
Yeah ****** up times we living in
In the hood you see more fouls than grins
Unless it's money circling drugs dealin' pigs still squealin'
But **** em i never was a role model
I rather push a Lexus 420 fully loaded on throttle
Money is the ambition bass thumpin' as my lyrics shift
In ya brain like a transmission hittin'
All gears in ya brain my intellect is a threat
That J Edgar Hoover couldn't even get cuz I got a gangsta set
No fakers on my team
Roll with with Dons who sip Dom Perignon by the millions can't trust civilians
Or politicians so I make my commission with a circle of decision
Enemies love dissin' but I see em cuz snakes always hissin' cuz
Ya styles edible my flows incredible like the hulk stalk
Talk **** fools get chalked
Walking down the valley of the
Shadow of death Nia with beer under my breath
Still thuggin' twistin' daytonas or better yet swangaz
Got a coat of rhymes sittin' on a hanger in my mind as I shine
Brighter than the sun the luminous one
Kin to Lucifer he's only one begotten son
Huh 6 carbons 6 protons 6 nuetrons
Together I'll form Voltron turn hard rhymers into vagabonds
Overseas stocks n bonds bringing capitol punishment like Big Pun
My bank rolls swole
Watch out for the rats that love cheese that's why I feed em lyrical disease
Once the venom in em
They fold like origami once I sound the Tommy
Hidden' in the breast of my Latin mommie
Who is this?? That's the introduction of death
Makin' bodies rock from right to left the one *****
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
I stack poems high
Past the sky so why lie
I braille third eye
No need to take a sigh
Never was down the evol Messiah
Put out the fire
Once I became replenished with water defintion of slaughter
I'm bound to nature styles create a
Soul sound debater slow cruise like an elevator
Sniff out spectators they advance me greater
Play you all like classic Sega
Genesis the new nemesis sending this
Poem in ya ear so don't dismiss
Or diss cause you might miss
The rhymes of a great lyricist
The poems that light up like a Christmas
I got writes to rite ritual it's habitual
Prime Animal far from a cannibal
Cold blooded mammals
Got ya back arched harder than a camel
We got ammo to go so sit back enjoy the show
Cold as snow mixed with nitro
I got sixty seconds on the floor
Raise eyebrows so you know how
My styles be similar to Owls
Head twistin' got ya own spirit kissin'
Pay attention and listen
I toast to christening but then again
Stay close to enemies
I feed em well ***** So they tell
On themselves swell
Their heads til it goes stale
Sips of holy grail so I don't fail
We ship more posts than mail
Gang of cartels who livin well?
Yo it ain't hard to tell
My poems you love 'em
Wait that's evol but that's the words told paying toll
I didn't want to do it you blew it
Rap Super Saiyan
Ignore ya rhymes like what you sayin'
Poetic slayin'
Til the day that I die
I'll be spittin' multi's
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC
Back Back Back in to town all around like a clown flipped to the upside down... lost and but not found... thinkin without the sound... just the thoughts thoughtless but profound pronouns... let's go slow now... let's GO LOUD!!! GLOW PROUD!!! THIS ONLY THE ROUGH DRAFT!!! I must laugh... cuz i don't even have to think to write half... or rhyme to cause the aftermath!!! like I said i long time ago - I am the ****** tornado! twistin your mind like play-dough! This is today's show!!! I am a DJ on a internet ra-D-io.....House-mixes,3ye Kvndy will come n handy! All the haters cannot stand me!!! Behind the scenes tho they always chant me! Dpn't even know how I came up with this, But for all of you here's a candy kiss! Even if life's a hit or miss... I hate to be confessing... I must be grateful cuz life is truly a blessing...
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC