Black Poetry : turbulent* (alliteration)

[thepoetsean]

*people shock me.

11.03 pm


things turn--
tornado-like
twistingly tredding through
thoughts that trap the
time i'd like to take--
yet
*trickery is this life*

sean stays stubborn--
standing still where
most see **** stir and set
making sour situations
that be searing some subtle savagery--
*and suddenly son shynes shock*
partly because people push
clouds of confusion through
perplexed purple-pulped mind--
color changed because i'm head abused--
pushin' thought against thought
to not-so-pleasurable-points that pend pollution
to where thinking hurts--

it seems i birthed the world and bear the consequences...

and i'm

*pheeling phases of postpartum pressing*

[and the world still spins.]


sean.

 

[Da Street So'ja]

fo' real doe

stop thinking so hard
keep it simple dawg
it's all about the money game
then everything else falls in place

stay strong soldier

<DSSNY>

 

[$$RICH$$]

I GOTTA

AGREE WIT DA SO'JA MAN FO SHO
TRUELY IT WILL FALL IN PLACE

 

[LISTERSCRIBIN']

sean, now, you know that i thrive off of yo word usage! i'm feelin' this piece b/c it's tyght. oh, yeah, and i agree wit so'ja man and richness.

~~~inkdrops~~~

 

[blakverb]

I like a bro who can "alliterate" to write like this takes work because every word has to count to make it all come together. It reminds me of a piece I wrote. I'll have to find it and post it. This here is a solid TEN!

blak