Never been rhythmic or visually gifted
But I’m still an artist through my linguistics
Because I can paint vivid pictures with my rhymes
Word to the wise
We’re living in some very interesting times
Interracial couples
The economic bubble
Not to mention the social and global troubles
But this provides the perfect background for us to reach our potential
Think of your brain as a utensil
And your future as a canvas
Use every rhyme I provide for ya’ll pay close attention to my stanzas
See my mom went from driving a Nissan stanza
To operating a Camry
It was in her master plan see?
Who would’ve thought the car that I rode backseat in a car seat in would be the very gift
I was blessed with
Get it? (Think about it)
Now don’t ever forget it
We are all in each other’s lives for a particular reason
Some of us will come and go as do the seasons
So don’t look at it as treason
If you lose a close friend or two
Cause real friends don’t come in bunches they come in mini/many fews
I can’t wait for my first interview
I’ll be able to share with the world my many views
On love, life and lust
And why TRUST is a MUST
But acceptance is unwarranted
And your parents love is a lifetime warranty
I remember my mother warning me
That she wouldn’t be around forever
That’s why every day I make sure we spend some sort of time together
Cause you’ll never know
When it’s yours or their time to go.
(devasco n*gga)
this one came to me outta nowhere hope ya’ll enjoy, ingest, digest, and take from it like always!!
This is my medium of getting my poetry out to people who are willing to read, understand, and listen to what i say. All criticism is welcome, negative positive, constructive, destructive, etc.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
soul hungry heart starving
Soul hungry and my heart starving
That’s why I can wear gap inc like its ralph lauren
Cause in the end its all material
Your days are numbered and as soon as you’re born you start dying so life is serial
But you don’t need a bar code to scan your surroundings and see your true friends
We struggle to see millions and true ends
But in the end we leave this earth without any of it
So why pursue a life with plenty of it
When at the end of the day you gone feel empty from it
Feed your soul with knowledge
Make ysure everyone in your immediate grasp can afford to go to college
Because without an education
You’ll no doubt suffer from mental dilapidation
And if your brain breaks down there goes your heart
You should’ve known from the start
That that person wasn’t beneficial to you
Take a step back and really visualize what’s special to you
Choose not to bend or break when life applies pressure to you
And when hard work acts as a stressor to you
Take a deep breath and exhale
Whatever you’re going through will only help you excel
You understand?
It’s all in god hands
You just got to devise your own master plan
That’s why I can wear gap inc like its ralph lauren
Cause in the end its all material
Your days are numbered and as soon as you’re born you start dying so life is serial
But you don’t need a bar code to scan your surroundings and see your true friends
We struggle to see millions and true ends
But in the end we leave this earth without any of it
So why pursue a life with plenty of it
When at the end of the day you gone feel empty from it
Feed your soul with knowledge
Make ysure everyone in your immediate grasp can afford to go to college
Because without an education
You’ll no doubt suffer from mental dilapidation
And if your brain breaks down there goes your heart
You should’ve known from the start
That that person wasn’t beneficial to you
Take a step back and really visualize what’s special to you
Choose not to bend or break when life applies pressure to you
And when hard work acts as a stressor to you
Take a deep breath and exhale
Whatever you’re going through will only help you excel
You understand?
It’s all in god hands
You just got to devise your own master plan
Friday, March 18, 2011
Pain
I can tell you love me just by how affectionate you are.
And goddamn girl yeah you’ve come so far
But we both got a long way to go
Can’t side arm life yeah that’s the wrong way to throw
Shoulders square chin high chest out yeah that’s the right way to show
These motherfuckers just how strong you really can be
To a point where it’s damn near manly
Pay attention I came up with this plan see
I can make you into the woman you were meant to be
I’m not trying say that you were meant for me
I know that we are in sync mentally
But you’re like my best friend to me
And I don’t want to lose that not for anything in the world
You’re maturing before my eyes you’re everything but a girl
And all of what a young woman is supposed to me
And I’m just tryna keep you close to me
But I look in your eyes and the pain just takes over me
To be continued.
In an effort to commemorate break up season (haha) i wrote a poem which tells a story of a young man who’s main task in life is to help his ex girlfriend become mentally and emotionally stable. The only problem is they both need support (hah! go figure)…what would you do in this situation? feel free to comment with critiques on this poem and responses to the prompt.
p.s. this is not direct towards anybody every line coinciding with any of the reader’s lives i apologize beforehand.
enjoy
(bismarck B*tch)
And goddamn girl yeah you’ve come so far
But we both got a long way to go
Can’t side arm life yeah that’s the wrong way to throw
Shoulders square chin high chest out yeah that’s the right way to show
These motherfuckers just how strong you really can be
To a point where it’s damn near manly
Pay attention I came up with this plan see
I can make you into the woman you were meant to be
I’m not trying say that you were meant for me
I know that we are in sync mentally
But you’re like my best friend to me
And I don’t want to lose that not for anything in the world
You’re maturing before my eyes you’re everything but a girl
And all of what a young woman is supposed to me
And I’m just tryna keep you close to me
But I look in your eyes and the pain just takes over me
To be continued.
In an effort to commemorate break up season (haha) i wrote a poem which tells a story of a young man who’s main task in life is to help his ex girlfriend become mentally and emotionally stable. The only problem is they both need support (hah! go figure)…what would you do in this situation? feel free to comment with critiques on this poem and responses to the prompt.
p.s. this is not direct towards anybody every line coinciding with any of the reader’s lives i apologize beforehand.
enjoy
(bismarck B*tch)
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