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i May 2014
unknown number
in the middle
of the night,
asking for
a little treat,
with a wiskey
in hand,
lover's
calling,
it's your
decision
if you are
going to
answer or
not.
Melanin Oct 2016
Painful yet enjoyable
Leave me with a reminder that last night was not a dream and that you won't fade away like the thoughts I had of you.
Bite because **** if that's all there is to it then atleast there is one night that was enjoyable without the wiskey in your glass

On night that matters when you are sober / when I am there and I matter when you are sober
So yes bite ... Until WE are both content
i May 2014
and it's five am,
and i should be getting
ready do to something,
anything,
but no,
i decide to
sit on the cold,
white bathroom floor,
with a lit cigarette,
and an empty bottle
of wiskey next
to me,
while in the bedroom,
my lover sleeps peacefully
on the squeaky, messy bed,
and patiently awaits
fot my arrival
back in bed,
which will never come.
i'm exausted of living.
Randy Bryte May 2016
She rides a badass Harley and she doesn't give a **** about what the neighbors are saying, because she lives her life not worrying about judgements of the image they say she's portraying
But then on the other hand…
She loves bubble baths and babies, flora and fauna,  manicures, pedicures and dancing, she likes holding hands and soft gentle kisses and she thinks poetry is totally romancing
But then on the other, other hand…
I've seen her fire a 44 Magnum and i can tell you, her targets are rarely missed
And the way she shifts a standard transmission she says it's done with flick of the wrist
But then on the other, other, other hand...
She speaks very softly with a pretty little voice, and her whisper is enchanting and crisp, her favorite thing is to snuggle real close, and the ways of the philanthropist
But then on the other, other, other, other hand...
She knows how to plow a field for growing, and shes shoveled her share of ****, shes not afraid to dress a deep wound, or drink wiskey, or swear, or spit
She manages an office full of egos and divas, she hires and fires at will, and if your stupid you'll threaten her loved ones, shell definitely maime or ****,
But…………..
life got sippin, life got me trippin, its goin down the drain slowly im (tippinX2 )off the wiskey bottle i got in my kitchen and im itchen for a cigarette and im on a ****** mission, im the ******* in the back, goin off the track, tryin to getta grip on myself but id rather relapse, maybe and handle to my face or maye half just so i can sit back relax and laugh, i find it funny when ya talkin game spittin ya flame, how you react when ya ***** getting ****** in the *** and im just livin life **** swag, **** around and come and get smacked, ill smash ya skull i know its brittle like some ******* glass, take another drink na im on fire ***** ill pass,and if think you hire ***** ill rash, and if you battle, il make skelatel system rattle, and im the shepard of this ***** and your just the cattle,
A Oct 2014
Nearly 2 am and im up taking shots of wiskey using the sweet words you wispered into my ear as a chaser

I just realized that the stars spell out your name perfectly on my left arm

Thats when I threw my half empty bottle at this desk where ive spent so many drunken nights writing about you and I used a peice of the broken glass to scratch out the beautiful consolations.
Wrote this a while back
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Dragun lord warrior of dark blooded soils.

You lead the men to there transcended.

Eager to disslove there reasons.

Despite the bridge was being rased.

Silver tail horses were sent from under volcanos defending.

Musk rats and rabbits stealing corn and wiskey from the moon shiners tavern.

Drink quick, as the door pushed open promptly, who is the of anger and none manners.

It's is me Leo, from cave highs near bentley town.

The grim reaper and his souls repeat there old habits creating Hellish disasters.

Let's prepare the spell of bindment.

Recite with me fellows and say grim reaper hells refuge you have no version here.

Be gone with souls you stealthed and stole for they only where not death and void.

Your promise to give them your powers and fighting abblites.

From whence, the trees where harvested for there hides to make a new script and spell book for ivory tablets and shelves.

Men dressed of red suits medal belts and center a infusion coil sparks of purple source energy where emitting power.
Lord draguns a novel I'll be working with.
Dennis Bielanski Feb 2014
All this drinkin I am doing
Won't make your memory fade away
I've drowned myself in Kentucky Wiskey
My thoughts and feelings in disarray

This heart of mine has fell to pieces
A million shards laying on the ground
No doctor in this world could put it back together
So drinkin is the only hope for me in town

Every night I try to fall asleep cryin
But I'll just pass out again
I want to wake up with no lack of tryin
But I'll just come too again
I've played this game of love before
But your the one that I fell for
Now I'm drinkin with a broken heart

My friends say that I need to be careful
Cause I'm drinkin way to much
I'm head over heals *** over tin cups
Over you but clearly way out of touch

I have never drank like this before
But your the one that I fell for
Only wish that you could see
Now I'm drinkin with a broken heart

Every night I try to fall asleep cryin
But I'll just pass out again
I want to wake up with no lack of tryin
But I'll just come too again
I've played this game of love before
But your the one that I fell for
Now I'm drinkin with a broken heart
frankie argenzio Apr 2015
sometimes when I drink wiskey
i swear I can hear your court in the creases of my bed sheets
& i sleep on the floor.
i still catch myself running over things you've touched the most, looking for the echoes of your finger tips
i practice things i'll never say to you.
i remember the day you told me you didn't like poetry, how "everythings already been said" how "nothing meaningful can be captured without being chiche"
you know I don't miss you like the sun and the moon, i do not miss you like the tide bent waves crashing on the shoreline, but I mis you like a chernobyl swigset missed children.

and rumor has it drowning is like coming home, that drinking bleach can **** the butterflies in your stomach & I never paid much attention to an abandoned building until i became one
Unorthodox methods
Set to Iraqs clocks
We need to save our planet together and ****** the flocks of people..
Paradox

Airlocks closed I'm going into the frozen snow why is the water higher putting more weight on the surface below to wobble and volcano
Wiskey on the rocks
Cheers from the
Mountain top we speak different in Earth's
Musical box
I bet in at least within a decades shift someone will see that we new way to much for alot to be dumb.

(Stupid)

I give people feelings in my music Christopher Columbus had when he explored on ships looking through hourglasses giggling about English slaughter there bout to embark in the name of the business lay claim and hand out free books on forgiveness,
hand out the others too,
religions need to be specific
that's Y sum
calm some
violent but all of them
say defend faith
lets watch them loose,
they ain't even got space views,
funny truth just have to stay

(Quiet)
Woo

I'm hype on the mic like hope for the white but nice And tight when I write to be precise,
Nobody my type inside they lied, and try ways i describe my expertise as i flyby like contracts at my feet soon to try and complete the
compete between whos the next money making machine,
Cha ching  
I exercise brushing my teeth,
In-between being beast and marked by Elites who speak about cash flow to see if I'm worth assassinating or will die out in a week.

(Awaken)

Slept and kept the
next day up
I'm a shine in the dark like a claim of light during a fight of runestones ripped up during a rainy mudslide left alone
My mind's better with metaphors then doors that swing on my accord and cars that line up to wait like slaves to go around in a circle,
(Explain)
I make circles around these rappers and MCs like reruns on TV with shops they can visit and make footprints that fossil analyst can't see,
Geussing it's need but never the feeling of mutual need, spiritual healing, never capturing the smell in it's memories thats aroma leaves lingering..
Like leftover energies,
(Giant)

I just know things,
I try no picture folds or 2 inforce my horns when limmericks Carol
Just a talented individual that can
Scribble the whole pencil until portal ripples ramble
randomly rallying lyrics for
Anthems and battling,
Anteing between personalities next flow
riddles pickles and pent up old notes
Poetic
Miracles worth scattering little
Giggles in crowds of people laughing,
All descriptional witnesses
Say it's cool
Fits sick has Confidence and brush strokes randomly concealed until
Intentions of
New inventions
in socialism with new record hits,
Is a serious position
Homosapien bait being marketed
In trends and picks,

still alarming like tense press
struggling to get to the biggest Mansions that compel him with thick thought process till he's wrighting on walls with his fingernails after all the letters meshed through 5 color pens overlapping with different wordin written in description that isnt legible even with the skeleton left from his frustration and drawings calling whispers know to be his voice hauntin
All around distances never distinguish or proven

(Deep)

Into the Forrest I walk blindfolded and pulled,
Aliens, cults, and shadows speaking words,
It's more fun to write a story thats suspenseful then one with no worth,
I work in folk lores and each word sounds like armies pulling swords,
I'm Golden like going panning where nobody's sighting as someone from the distance describes colors of lightning,
I require carrots the way I hip hop and attack starving Marvin like Martian toon ****** loon Roger the framed Grammy with smee and the princess with brother Luigi .. see
I'm just pretty with lyrically challenging wording warming in warnings during my warping and corpse ring I'm ordering when ripping vividly remembering mixing up tricky performing and never missing munipulating the weakening of cheeky speak easys that chant ceremonies
Like churches and voting for leaders under there policies,
I can make all poets and wrighters wish they could say

(UnorthodoxMethods)

To me violently

and be the next to be engrained in there memories,
Like Jesus Christ and Wars that accomplished thing we don't see,
Just structured invisibility with others testimony spreading like wildfire getting wispers from a breeze,
Organized perfectly till everybodys in slavery and celebraties and presidency means king,
Looking at the black and white heavy and thin, light and dark with whatever's out to get in,
i try to spark a light in a dark world where
copycat/clone and new lower steeps,
I search and creep
Take a peak,
and render
the sly speach to be obsolete
so we can reach into the peak of Atlantians Mars
Daily reports of the week.  
I want the book of secrets we pretending it's real like the Vaticans hidden Histories aren't a big deal,
And these unorthodox methods are real
Savage
Shawn Steven May 2018
I lost touch a moment ago just in time to not know what the ******* people are up to and in the confusion thier's no illusions despite your opinionated lost sold been confiscated loose and cheap on all regards swept up in the mission to **** thy self herds sworn to hipocracy bat **** crazy lunacy takes high office agian and agian you vote for dependency oh long lost the days we shared but now we don't dare as slaves fools rushed in samsara all together now let's do this **** again lands slide world's culide saving nothing but face and your pride starved out thrown aside truth fake takes the cake let's fight to keep it that way for heaven sake black and blue hell I'm telling you liars got you holding ourselves down you best snap chat out of it and represent for poisoned youth are begging for oh I see proof ka-**** where ya go sports club wiskey a go-go well after the show and celebration let me know how it feels to give no ***** or contribution gone extinct Your Fault on the brink of total enialation look those children in the eye when you sold them all out for the crumbs of our pie so proud dumb and for crying out loud is anyone alive anymore saw it on VRTV rushing to bye more at the store so you could rush home and slam the door in the case of responsibility common-place fellowship intellectually living in community open source fair-share strong support to prepare peaceful futures aside some black eyes and pulled hair storm the Vatican the truth lies beneath there raid all castles slit thier throats hang them by the feet minus three to get one hundred they won't share so we must take what's abundant cowardice is common so practice taking a ******* Stand
and for once give a true helping hand
FOR EACHOTHER
EACHOTHER
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Gone asiatic, never look back kid
Tattoo gun fires, hard drive rewire,
wire splice space shift
Grabbing hot pans to get a grip
Black coffee goes drip drip drip
Can't touch that wiskey no more
not even a sip
Stacatto tip, flip, cashier check back track alley cat
Fat rat on the hunt for a *******, let the cheddar slide off
Rough, never soft, Egyptian cotton and musk
Done from dawn until dusk, bust out rustoleum rain drops
Grasshopper hops, and we still spinning
World on collision, course, of course we should be worried
Things are moving quickly but we're still all in a hurry
Take your time and eat lime and don't develop scurvy
Scurry, out from under, cockroach hot dog coach on the VA front lawn, blew his brain off
For what

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