Black Poetry : Words

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Heartbeat, May 21, 2001.

  1. Heartbeat

    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    A word
    Your word
    Any word
    Like most words
    Abused, misused
    Pimped, polished
    Believed in
    Talked about
    Planned on

    Verbal flowers
    Each syllable
    A clear and distinctive scent
    Words making beautiful tapestries
    To hang on you heart
    Stimulate your mind
    Lonely hearts live for words
    Special is their meaning
    Secret

    A word
    Put several words together
    Connecting the disconnections
    Mixing truth and fiction
    Intent and neglect
    You've still got words
    Words meaning nothing
    When void of truth
    Sincerity
    Execution
    Words
    Reduced to sounds
    A pity

    BE
     
  2. mojo

    mojo Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    BE

    Well done, poet. I am feeling a meaning deeper than my 'eye' can see! And I'm smiling because of the way your scribes 'stretch' my mental.

    thanks brotha!

    mojo
     
  3. lilcherry76

    lilcherry76 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    WORDS CAN'T SPEAK


    no need for words,
    for they need not explain.
    what my heart says about you,
    because it isn't the same.
    they jumble themselves,
    in a web of deciet.
    and when i try to put them 2gether,
    they always get cold feet.
    they only tell 1/2 the truth,
    only i know which 1's are fake or not.
    so please forgive me if i can't explain,
    cuz these words is all i got.
    i listen to my heart,
    every sound--every beat.
    and when my emotions combine with it,
    only then can i truly speak.
    my silence is kept 4 a good cause,
    it never goes to waste.
    in my mind--lies lots of things,
    that the world would like to taste.
    but now i must end this poem,
    before i get too discret.
    see i haven't said a word to you,
    bcuz 4 me--the paper speaks.........(reply back)
     
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