Black Poetry : .....

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Desert Storm, Nov 10, 2002.

  1. Desert Storm

    Desert Storm Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Let this flow
    penetrate your soul
    fully explode into rhymes and verses and chorus
    for us
    to know
    this rhyme got me going on the real
    when no one be knowing
    put up the red flag
    cuz i been through enough
    and even when the rode gets tough
    gotz to hold my head up high
    son, ain't telling no lies
    no alibis
    my refuge and strength
    although at times feeling lonely in rage
    looking out to be free
    digging deeper
    till i started to sing
    till i started to bleed
    and eliminate the poison in my soul
    that venom that kept mind in control
    this story's been told
    still repeatively gets old
    loose joint
    this flow
    like loose movements
    keepin you sane
    for the love of the heat
    the determination
    the purpose destiny has called to designate a time and place
    the calm and cool
    the cruel intentions
    from the start
    the playing games with ya heart
    the time that has been lost
    the tears wasted on someone else
    the longing to go home
    whereva that iz
    and the yearning to dissipate this fear
    with the cure of love
    with the cure of friendship,happiness,and bonding unconditional
    through the years
    the deep speaks to deep
    the catch you when you fall
    the i got your back
    when the world seems too cold
    the near when friends seem so distant and so few
    the comfort when all hell breaks loose
    the sweetness in a bitter after taste
    the joy in conflict
    and lieing to ya face
    the lullaby in the terror of the night
    the angel standing there to protect you
    while demons try to fight
    the spiritual
    unseen lyrical
    battel field
    the war underground
    good against evil
    going pound for pound
    i've got my camaflouge
    with my gun in my hand
    ready to devour the terrorist
    that stole my land
    ....
    ready to devour the terrorist
    that raped the innocent
    .....
    ready to devour the terrorist
    it's a T.K.O.
    going blow fa blow
    Till there is no more
     
  2. redlady

    redlady Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Stormy, this poem was working!...change the title hon, let others experience it too!
     
  3. tbone5769

    tbone5769 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    WHEW!

    Deadly, and piercing! No title needed for it reflects everyone's thoughts definately feeling this one!
     
  4. Desert Storm

    Desert Storm Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanks peeps this was inspired by maddrappers poem lol