Black Poetry : My Fountain Pen

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Nahshon, Apr 12, 2013.

  1. Nahshon

    Nahshon Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    My fountain pen is my syringe
    Pulls from veins to write the pangs in my blood,
    Because the ink just aint thick enough to tell the stories of a soul.
    I may be an abuser of trees or papyrus leaves
    Emotionally sieved bleed
    my thoughts on to the pages of books
    Contorting emotions into poetic hooks
    Inviting new ones into the circumference of My life
    to shine a little light
    So that others just might know who I am
    I am just One of the sons of creation
    I'm just a funk-lovin, jazz smokin, love makin,
    star trekkin, vulcan-mind meldin with poets from planet groove
    I'll give you a Flow of words flow of sounds that make your minds want to move
    to the beat of heartbeats the internal eternal lifedrum
    jammin on the one pouring words into brandy sniffers
    Even the aroma you could get drunk from.
    In truth I am just a man
    struggling and striving to be more
    No longer poetry ****
    I was upgraded to a poetry whore
    (because I've been paid by it)
    I've been that poet addict
    livin from poetry spot
    to livin on the streets
    with soiled underpants, stanky feet beggin for a little sumthin to eat.
    And though I've changed I want to help make it plain
    that this turbulent sea of humanity can't be calmed by the dam of understanding
    Though I wish it could
    I want to be just one of them n*ggas that let the word out the bag about spiritual things that make spirit fleshly beings want to sing
    I've seen
    Men make natural beings turn to techno-industrial whores
    I want to see nature become natural to us once more.
    I seen hurtful people that love sin death and strife
    Our days would be much better if we just became addicted to life.
    But you see this poem has not been
    me pouring my soul out like I ought
    this poem is just an end thought
    To a bad f*cking year, month, week, and day
    So F*cking tired
    I've nothin more to say
    I am trying to keep the evilness at bay
    Yet tomorrow is another day
    There be plenty of trees
    I'll transform to books pages and I got enough in my veins to write with
    Nah'shon Rae




     
  2. Keita Kenyatta

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    What you been thru I purposely avoided,
    so afraid my words would be distorted...
    neon lights, hot nights, floatin with weeded pipes.
    I hate it when I think back on those days,
    booty bustin hoes when it I that was played.
    But like all illusions that come tumbling down,
    I started gazing up when my @ss hit the ground.
    Realized that something had to get better...
    stopped my stinkin thinkin and lustin for the cheddar.
    Now I only write poems to help me console,
    to empty out my heart where there used to be a hole...
    But your ish tells a story and I know it's not too late,
    just dropped you a few to say man I can relate!
     
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    WHEW! I enjoyed the whole but THIS line went to the marrow for me.



    In long days past
    There was once
    A daily outpouring of my quill
    But along the way
    Over paths I've taken
    And the demons I've shaken
    I lost the will to spill
    Left only with a crippling mental languish
    After multitudes of sorrows and anguish
    And so, my pen has lain mute
    Unable to aptly match and suit
    The corresponding speech
    For the chasm and breach
    Between my mind and soul
    Pondering:
    How foolish am I to think
    That mere ink
    Could make me whole?
    As if any lyrical composition
    Could produce such coalition
    And dispel every apparition
    Which, thru the years,
    Attacked and plagued me?
    Truly, can such healing
    Be found in poetry?......
    But, just in case so, I yet wait
    For the vaguest chance of any hope
    To, once again, create and collate
    A balm with a lyrical saving rope.
     
  4. Nahshon

    Nahshon Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    My dear bro Keita I am so glad you enjoyed and could relate...thank you for your inspired words...
     
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    Oh, Bro. Nahson, I am so flattered by your invitation!

    .....*And, I suspect you're trying to pull me back into tha' Light.* lol

    However, okay....I'll take the bait.....I'm rusty; but I'd be glad to make the attempt with you.
     
  7. j'hiah

    j'hiah Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    wow.. i come in rarely... glad i did though... and thanx for pullin up " my pen " and i'm honored for the inspiration..
    this one's all that and cherry blossom was nice 2.

    wow
     
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    j'hiah Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    wow.. i come in rarely... glad i did though... and thanx for pullin up " my pen " and i'm honored for the inspiration..
    this one's all that and cherry blossom was nice 2.

    wow
     
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