Black Poetry : Add a flow...

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  1. PlayWitItPimp05

    PlayWitItPimp05 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Its been a lil while since we all came together and flowed on the forum...
    Matta fact, ever since NB started one, and that was a lil while ago...
    So lets get something started.
    And I would like to see everyone jump on it!! Even you, Destee!!!
    We all need to floss a little, so lets show our skillz!!!


    Do you know what you do to me??
    Poetry,
    Do you know what you do to me??
    How you make my body
    Flush with creativity
    I bleed your words
    Of love, lust, insanity
    Society, pornography
    Butterflies resting easy
    On peaches in a cool summer breeze.
    You make me think heavily
    About what the world does to me.
    I can feel you
    Running through my veins,
    I can hear you
    Calling out my name
    I can see you
    Checking yourself on your game.
    Poetry,
    ****,
    You sholl know how to lay the pipe
    Cause every night
    After our mind sex I find
    Myself knocked out in my bed sleeping tight.
    Poetry,
    Do you know what you do to me???


    (What does poetry do to you???)
     
  2. NADIA*BINTA

    NADIA*BINTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    poetry?...

    poetry....

    helps me tap into depths
    so heartfelt
    making words melt
    onto the canvas
    as i paint pictures of different arrays
    could express something about my yesterdays
    or what people say
    or even a little sex play
    that came my way :)...

    poetry...
    allows me to say
    things i may not normally say
    helps me rebell against the boxes
    in which, stereotypes want me to stay...

    poetry...
    is freedom
    coming forth from my Queen-dome
    helping me be & stay strong
    in the midst of whatever is going on...

    poetry...
    is my peace
    my piece of mind
    that enables me to shine...

    peace
     
  3. PlayWitItPimp05

    PlayWitItPimp05 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Well Spoken!!!

    "Poetry
    is freedon
    coming forth from my Queen-dome"

    I said can I get an amen!!!

    :toast: Cheers to you NB!!! :toast:

    Next one jump on it...
     
  4. PlayWitItPimp05

    PlayWitItPimp05 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Come on yallllll....
    I know my fam got mad skillz....
    So show em!!!
    Don't be shy!!!
     
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    Unable to release the possession of the Quill …
    Upon pressed fibers, conundrums of syllables we build
    Your reach within and I begin to spill
    Pouring down the page in a verbiage rage
    Unable to escape the clutches of page…
    You and I, we are forever, you and I to part…we’ll never
    You are Poetry…from the monotonous you always deliver
    Together on the mental canvas we travel like the river
    We are united through this calling of the lyrical endeavor
    To entertain, to educate, to inspire, to revelate…simply put to communicate
    You are…
    Poetry…

    And I am you.
     
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    SwtT Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Poetry...
    **** he's the food to my soul
    Cereal in my bowl...
    yo...
    Poetry..
    he holds my heart
    Reveals different parts
    Takes my self esteems b4 it starts ..
    Going down
    He turns my days away
    Picks me up before I Drown......
    **** man...........

    Poetry is my soul
     
  7. PlayWitItPimp05

    PlayWitItPimp05 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    oh yes oh yes oh yes....

    angelicsage & SwtT....

    Thanks for the love. Two very, very talented poets!!!!

    Every1 else,

    Come on wit da come on!!!!

    :heart: :heart: PLAY :heart: :heart:
     
  8. Bluewater

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    Poetry sets me free, let me be who I want to be
    I can let out my rage, or let in some love.
    To flow helps me to think, or chill and just mediate
    It encourages a smile; some times I laugh to the floor.
    It can get me in the mood for those passionate strokes
    That is only a taste of what poetry does for me, I am still
    Testing the water…. Setting my mind Free :spinn:
    Peace
     
  9. serenti-poet

    serenti-poet Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    poetry

    hmmmmm it's the feelin you get when
    you wake up when nothing else matters
    because hell your living another day
    it's when the smile on that little girls
    face is worth a thousand words
    but some how some way you shorten
    it down to one... beautiful
    it's when the touch of anothers hand makes
    you shudder with such intensity that
    you swear it's the last feeling
    you ever want to feel before you die
    it's when no one can touch you because
    you know who you are and what you
    are capable of and basically you
    don't give a **** what others thinks
    it's when you've reached the top of that mountain
    you've put your flag on it and you 're
    not even worrying about how you're gonna
    get down
    it's when your hand takes your pen and
    you don't know what your gonna write
    but you know your gonna write it
    because somewhere inside you know
    your making history
    it's when you go through a whole day
    feelin low beyond low and that one stranger
    smiles at you and you know
    everything is gonna be alright
    it's when your with your family and
    you never ever want to let go
    because the feelin is so great

    it's when you know someone really cares about you
    and oddly enough you care about them back

    just flowin :) much luv
     
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    icandi Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Poetry in its best discuise
    is me in the mirror
    and whats behind my eyes
    Poetry makes me warm inside
    kapturing every moment
    every piece of my lives
    Poetry my bestfriend
    can always keep a secret
    and her ear she lends

    Next!!!!
     
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