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KB's Def Poetry Jam

KillahBee

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Alright, peeps - let's hear it. Rant, rave, whatever. WI muthafuckin B!!

There's a man dying by the sun
A dove flies - the day is done
He sheds his tears - he knows he's dying
Hopeless and scared he stops trying.

With one shutter, a breath goodbye
He prays for help, then asks God Why?
He can feel the taste of morbid wine
Too bad he tested that one last line.

He shakes and shutters - darkness is here
Pleading for help there's noone there
Please, he cries, Don't let my day be lost
i see my mistakes just let me live to pay the cost

But as he speaks the night swallows his heart
No more last words to tear the dark apart
The sun has risen on the other side
And before it sets one more will have died.
 
Petals by petals fall briskly into desirable
palms.
Falling...
but the attempt to paste some
back overpowers me,
the alteration of a
genuine bud.
Repairing the petals is absolutely never
perfect,
For the failure to see the complete,
untouched design conquers me.
The truth of not seeing the beautiful
Sprinf flower unfolded, fails to
surprise me.
For I want a rose,
yet, it is only a
dandelion.
 
bitches love me cause they know that I can rock
bitches love me cause they know that I can rhyme
bitches love me cause they know that I can fuck
bitches love me cause they know that I'm on time
throughout the projects
done - done - this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
this style style style done
pow - muthafucka - pow
bitches love me
love me love me love me love me
bitches love me
bitches love me cause they know that I can rock
done - done - this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
this style style style done
 
Orb, that was some beautiful poetry from the street. Just because you do not appreciate the artist value of it, does not mean it does not have a place here.
 
BodyByFinaplix said:
Orb, that was some beautiful poetry from the street. Just because you do not appreciate the artist value of it, does not mean it does not have a place here.


spoken like a true artist
 
Forgiveness is the lift of the sunshine
Hope is warmth caressing fertility
I walk the full, lush fields with you to find
Stubborness must yield to humilty
I hear you whisper amongst the flowers
Roses can never grow without their thorns
Love will always be undying power
So roses grow with petals to adorn
These fields were once a furnished, stale sand pit
The desert home to soul-torn, bleeding
The heart bleeding here remains torn and ripped
But now with thoughts of reunion-seeding
The choice never mine to make or to do
I walk through these fields and remember you
 
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