"wayback" poems - Hello Poetry

Thinkin' about the days Of wayback When I was just seed in my daddy's sack Wish I could have avoided the capture But then came the rapture Opened up a new chapter and after The math was settlin' in paradise wasn't friendly then Since we took fruit in garden of Eden Who do you believe in? Spirits witches God devils or djinns Since I was born on earth I knew I was cursed worse to worse Why was I born only for my destiny To end in a hearse I tried to nurse My feelings but that wombs to deep For the natural healing Pain reaching sky's ceiling It makes me wanna holla Why we all chasin the dolla Bustling and hustling Everyday we strive for more But still in end up struggling Juggling over obstacles And to make it it's gonna Take a miracle You see not many notice the change Universe heals it's own pang And shakes us off like fleas please believe If you open your mind out of darkness Let a shine And watch blessing begin to proceed So much pain madness surrounding my brain Conscious higher than a plane insane That most want the fame before game Crime shame everything remains the same Raw is an anagram for war Understand words have power And ya bodies will use it to store Negative to positive meaning We ghost in a shell I learned it well Freedom is an optical illusion Enjoy the fusion as my mind cruisin' Pass the cosmos galaxities fantasies And realities I could manifest dynasties so lovely But I'll just be Lyin' thoughts preoccupied principles laid My anger soon to explode like a grenade Storming brigades thousands of brothers ready to raid No longer afraid afros curls to ****** braids Black nation wake up before we end up Like the tasmanians not a homosapien They can't break me in I'm a brother that's a lost King Long awaiting that's where my soul ties in

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Dec 5, 2017

Dec 5, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Devil's EggNog

Thinkin' about the days Of wayback When I was just seed in my daddy's sack Wish I could have avoided the capture But then came the rapture Opened up a new chapter and after The math was settlin' in paradise wasn't friendly then Since we took fruit in garden of Eden Who do you believe in? Spirits witches God devils or djinns Since I was born on earth I knew I was cursed worse to worse Why was I born only for my destiny To end in a hearse I tried to nurse My feelings but that wombs to deep For the natural healing Pain reaching sky's ceiling It makes me wanna holla Why we all chasin the dolla Bustling and hustling Everyday we strive for more But still in end up struggling Juggling over obstacles And to make it it's gonna Take a miracle You see not many notice the change Universe heals it's own pang And shakes us off like fleas please believe If you open your mind out of darkness Let a shine And watch blessing begin to proceed So much pain madness surrounding my brain Conscious higher than a plane insane That most want the fame before game Crime shame everything remains the same Raw is an anagram for war Understand words have power And ya bodies will use it to store Negative to positive meaning We ghost in a shell I learned it well Freedom is an optical illusion Enjoy the fusion as my mind cruisin' Pass the cosmos galaxities fantasies And realities I could manifest dynasties so lovely But I'll just be Lyin' thoughts preoccupied principles laid My anger soon to explode like a grenade Storming brigades thousands of brothers ready to raid No longer afraid afros curls to ****** braids Black nation wake up before we end up Like the tasmanians not a homosapien They can't break me in I'm a brother that's a lost King Long awaiting that's where my soul ties in

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Ive been scorned Since i was born Daddy left me with Troubles memories couldn't enjoy The summers breeze everything I prayed to the skies On bended knees deep In insanity can you feel Me? My pain is too deep Souls in a weap They say tears from a man Makes you weak But that's ******** and Can't get no sleep These demons reachin' and Leechin' While they plottin' my Mini fourteen creepin' Late night sleepin' from My bullets rippin' ya skin Put an end to carnal sins come again I got much rage to bust Kickin- up dust til my body rust plus Arsenal is stacked carefully back track To the dayz of wayback When we used to gats in the hood Its understood it'll this way Misunderstood never change im Feeling strange And indulged in so much pang Now that the pain done Settled in Pourin' shots of gin At the bottom of glass I see the djinn War is ragin' cuz My thoughts caged in Envision myself bleedin' On the pavement suicidal Thoughts? What a predicament? That I've put myself In spiritual warfare every Where i go So follow me into The flow as i spit My soul on instrumental Once it's laid much detrimental Engraved in ya temple Is my gun to ya mental Visions in slow mo lyrically You can't embrace prodigy A demon seed trying To break the breed Through tokes of **** Sittin' on my brains tryna To shake shake hells bells Im just a ghost in shell Tryna maintain all these Madness all this madness Around me maneee?? With so much sorrow To bear In still embace with So much pang

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Mar 29, 2017

Mar 29, 2017 at 8:16 PM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Embraces w/ Pain

Ive been scorned Since i was born Daddy left me with Troubles memories couldn't enjoy The summers breeze everything I prayed to the skies On bended knees deep In insanity can you feel Me? My pain is too deep Souls in a weap They say tears from a man Makes you weak But that's ******** and Can't get no sleep These demons reachin' and Leechin' While they plottin' my Mini fourteen creepin' Late night sleepin' from My bullets rippin' ya skin Put an end to carnal sins come again I got much rage to bust Kickin- up dust til my body rust plus Arsenal is stacked carefully back track To the dayz of wayback When we used to gats in the hood Its understood it'll this way Misunderstood never change im Feeling strange And indulged in so much pang Now that the pain done Settled in Pourin' shots of gin At the bottom of glass I see the djinn War is ragin' cuz My thoughts caged in Envision myself bleedin' On the pavement suicidal Thoughts? What a predicament? That I've put myself In spiritual warfare every Where i go So follow me into The flow as i spit My soul on instrumental Once it's laid much detrimental Engraved in ya temple Is my gun to ya mental Visions in slow mo lyrically You can't embrace prodigy A demon seed trying To break the breed Through tokes of **** Sittin' on my brains tryna To shake shake hells bells Im just a ghost in shell Tryna maintain all these Madness all this madness Around me maneee?? With so much sorrow To bear In still embace with So much pang

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Thanks for the little falls Thanks for the falls I only can notice Thanks for the falls I notice in me Thanks for the little falls Some falls are great, everyone knows Some falls never leave the dent it carved Some falls are so dark, the wayback is shut Some falls are so grave, you never realise Thanks for the falls that only the beloved sees Thanks for the falls when someone helps Thanks for the falls which grounds me Thanks for the falls which makes me look up I grow at every fall...nay...almost every I fell from the womb; I fell down at my first step I fell while ridding a cycle; I fell in most of the games played I fell in all that I excel I fell into loving arms of comrades I fell into caring hearts of the love I fell into mercy of many strangers I fell into life's miseries and abundance Is it a caution for a bigger fall? Is it customary augment for greater glory? Divided between mystical optimism and pragmatic realism How many times more do I need to fall?

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Feb 18, 2016

Feb 18, 2016 at 1:16 AM UTC

martin-robert

Falls...How many?

Thanks for the little falls Thanks for the falls I only can notice Thanks for the falls I notice in me Thanks for the little falls Some falls are great, everyone knows Some falls never leave the dent it carved Some falls are so dark, the wayback is shut Some falls are so grave, you never realise Thanks for the falls that only the beloved sees Thanks for the falls when someone helps Thanks for the falls which grounds me Thanks for the falls which makes me look up I grow at every fall...nay...almost every I fell from the womb; I fell down at my first step I fell while ridding a cycle; I fell in most of the games played I fell in all that I excel I fell into loving arms of comrades I fell into caring hearts of the love I fell into mercy of many strangers I fell into life's miseries and abundance Is it a caution for a bigger fall? Is it customary augment for greater glory? Divided between mystical optimism and pragmatic realism How many times more do I need to fall?

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We ain't sure, I mean AI ain't fully a wayback machine, because there's these pay walls, and the gates are guarded by **** site viruses that will hook you if you look, curiously enough, any thing the kinks could find kept getting harder to find, you can get it, on rt 66, or what remains of the road, in minds of those who hitched it, both directions, drove in a big golden semi, during CRST apprenticeship failure for inattention to mirrors, "he's lost his mirrors", I over heard. Thus I was fired because the most important part of freight haulin' is slow backing into spaces precisely one trailer wide, bump bump bump. Each bump has a story, each has a moral as any story self-evident does. - story looks at you, in those now found mirrors - a haul of mirrors, shards of some - now play fractal source of confusion as to what were we thinking?

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Sep 8, 2021

Sep 8, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Exactly why I am not a trucker

We ain't sure, I mean AI ain't fully a wayback machine, because there's these pay walls, and the gates are guarded by **** site viruses that will hook you if you look, curiously enough, any thing the kinks could find kept getting harder to find, you can get it, on rt 66, or what remains of the road, in minds of those who hitched it, both directions, drove in a big golden semi, during CRST apprenticeship failure for inattention to mirrors, "he's lost his mirrors", I over heard. Thus I was fired because the most important part of freight haulin' is slow backing into spaces precisely one trailer wide, bump bump bump. Each bump has a story, each has a moral as any story self-evident does. - story looks at you, in those now found mirrors - a haul of mirrors, shards of some - now play fractal source of confusion as to what were we thinking?

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Alive, a lie Heaven sent Wishful, why I fear the light Too long I'm wrong To love tonight I try to cry No tears appear I miss you here Alone I’ll die Fine, rewind Relive your fears Worse yet, regrets Hearst left you're right A life for mine A line wayback Unidentified Blind – for I'm Too old to fly Too weak to attack Too mad to react Ill advised By my old friends I love to laugh, they hate to ask Seems we have a lot to grasp London summers sound real nice Las vagas winter's crowds and lights Maybe here has run it's course Trust tomorrow grounds us both

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Mar 21, 2019

Mar 21, 2019 at 12:33 PM UTC

JustGS

My WorldPoetryDay

Alive, a lie Heaven sent Wishful, why I fear the light Too long I'm wrong To love tonight I try to cry No tears appear I miss you here Alone I’ll die Fine, rewind Relive your fears Worse yet, regrets Hearst left you're right A life for mine A line wayback Unidentified Blind – for I'm Too old to fly Too weak to attack Too mad to react Ill advised By my old friends I love to laugh, they hate to ask Seems we have a lot to grasp London summers sound real nice Las vagas winter's crowds and lights Maybe here has run it's course Trust tomorrow grounds us both

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i didn't commit the sin but i still got the punishment i only earned my ribs but everyone"s cutting them the only thing i see is u in the wayback but i never seek a light cos only the dark side is scaring them

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 12:13 PM UTC

devilsdome

sin

i didn't commit the sin but i still got the punishment i only earned my ribs but everyone"s cutting them the only thing i see is u in the wayback but i never seek a light cos only the dark side is scaring them

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no new tricks, my fr'en' Jax, he say, you may learn. did that happen to you? getting old, did it happen for you? did you make that happen? In my youth, I aimed for an end, then found life goes on and I asked, what haps when you ask super, but natural, forces, wind and water, or sun and soil to be in your favor? It's like the movies, only you direct the action, --- ah, rhett or rick, give a **** play it again, Sam I am --- y'lost this trick, --- this old man came rolling home, (Sisyphus gimme a shove, from the top) See ya, in the funny papers, yeah, we said that. wayback when Krazy Kat was gay. yes ,oh, no, you lost it all. Life past, you failed to pay attention, you ignored the ignorance growning around you, as you aged full of grace, accepting today as the starting point. from here you can see forever, pay attention, ever learning, never learning ever ever, ever, ever this last bit of what can be known lost on the info-super-highway that Al Gore used to make global warming seem like some new thing. Old men who paid attention never fretted. We remember polio and marching dimes giving hope a booster shot on a sugar cube, love being more than a four rune symbol, we used to wake merry boat rowers who believed, as they were told, life is a dream to dread getting old in. Hear, ol Adam Clayton Powell laff'n'say "Keep the faith, Baby" then choke on all the lies he left for a legacy. He died, maybe never knowin' what magi know of faith these days. make note, young dreamer, Magi and magic shall never be unlinked. row row row, or turn around and flow.

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Jul 12, 2019

Jul 12, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC

kenpepiton

When we get old,

no new tricks, my fr'en' Jax, he say, you may learn. did that happen to you? getting old, did it happen for you? did you make that happen? In my youth, I aimed for an end, then found life goes on and I asked, what haps when you ask super, but natural, forces, wind and water, or sun and soil to be in your favor? It's like the movies, only you direct the action, --- ah, rhett or rick, give a **** play it again, Sam I am --- y'lost this trick, --- this old man came rolling home, (Sisyphus gimme a shove, from the top) See ya, in the funny papers, yeah, we said that. wayback when Krazy Kat was gay. yes ,oh, no, you lost it all. Life past, you failed to pay attention, you ignored the ignorance growning around you, as you aged full of grace, accepting today as the starting point. from here you can see forever, pay attention, ever learning, never learning ever ever, ever, ever this last bit of what can be known lost on the info-super-highway that Al Gore used to make global warming seem like some new thing. Old men who paid attention never fretted. We remember polio and marching dimes giving hope a booster shot on a sugar cube, love being more than a four rune symbol, we used to wake merry boat rowers who believed, as they were told, life is a dream to dread getting old in. Hear, ol Adam Clayton Powell laff'n'say "Keep the faith, Baby" then choke on all the lies he left for a legacy. He died, maybe never knowin' what magi know of faith these days. make note, young dreamer, Magi and magic shall never be unlinked. row row row, or turn around and flow.

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Transforming into another rage listen to the Sounds of Gage Plow body shatter blood Spatter Now the system 30 lbs fatter Off in the hearse Tell me where you go after the curse? Is Written fruits I ate on are Forbidden Karma hot as a kitchen what's that hittin' Top of dome head trauma Who want to bring the drama? Galore ******** we leave Enemies drenched in sweat And they just bore Me my epitome can't get any worse Never the last I place first So I can see my foes trailing behind Sometimes I wish I could rewind The days of wayback before I Knew how to rap on an A Track Never been never gonna Slack Countin my Mints Cogitating?? Where my paper at? The stacks in Bundle King of the Rhyming Jungle life's an Unsolved Mystery Enticed to Glory Fame then In comes the Misery Agony Ya burning like a Match Short fuse soon to turn Black Cuz ya luck ran out So listen to the Josef Cuz I'm about To get Busy drivin' a Benzie S 500 with chrome Trim Keep the Lights Dim so I can Meditate the words on ya Noggin foggin Memory collapse noe its Joggin Now ya taking a trip To La La Land the Land you never come Back from and ya left ya Family On Earth death catching mirth Ain't no Lie just a little Snippet of What will happen if you Die??

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Dec 1, 2017

Dec 1, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

What Happens When Ya Die?

Transforming into another rage listen to the Sounds of Gage Plow body shatter blood Spatter Now the system 30 lbs fatter Off in the hearse Tell me where you go after the curse? Is Written fruits I ate on are Forbidden Karma hot as a kitchen what's that hittin' Top of dome head trauma Who want to bring the drama? Galore ******** we leave Enemies drenched in sweat And they just bore Me my epitome can't get any worse Never the last I place first So I can see my foes trailing behind Sometimes I wish I could rewind The days of wayback before I Knew how to rap on an A Track Never been never gonna Slack Countin my Mints Cogitating?? Where my paper at? The stacks in Bundle King of the Rhyming Jungle life's an Unsolved Mystery Enticed to Glory Fame then In comes the Misery Agony Ya burning like a Match Short fuse soon to turn Black Cuz ya luck ran out So listen to the Josef Cuz I'm about To get Busy drivin' a Benzie S 500 with chrome Trim Keep the Lights Dim so I can Meditate the words on ya Noggin foggin Memory collapse noe its Joggin Now ya taking a trip To La La Land the Land you never come Back from and ya left ya Family On Earth death catching mirth Ain't no Lie just a little Snippet of What will happen if you Die??

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