OC POETRY THREAD? ILL GO FIRST THEN ITS UR TURN
no title
>After hours of silence
>A small breath of morning light
>A year had passed since
>Our past full of strife
>Now that it's settled
>We can look forward to more
>It's too late to sleep in silence
>We've been there before
UR TURN
JUST SHIT IT OUT SEE WHAT HAPPENS
>if you fart in the right direction sometimes you can smell it coming towards you
>fists are chained to our farts, sailing winds blow smelly breezes
>ankles are chained to our farts, the slower we walk the greater the fart
>and lastly our soul is chained to our farts, as we live in them, we die in them
>>8805415
There
cold and abused lay
a lone chip who entered the fray
a collared bone, a loose collar,
a pulsating quiver in the array,
fulsome fistulas prance and flout,
praising cranberries rise and claim their clout,
I breathe with sausage and groan with beef,
a sailor's phrase your wife to queef.
we habit ourselves with mush and quakers
a tribulation for left-handshakers.
I breathe sausage,
and choke on beef,
My soul connives and flees its sheaf.
>>8805415
>first its slant rhyme
>then a full rhyme
FUG YOU :DDDD
>>8805553
thfuck
>>8805415
>Ay nigga can I get a dollar
>Nah nigga, you need to learn to holler
>Yo nigga, why you hatin'?
>Cuz nigga, youz a fakein'
>Ay nigga, what you mean?
>Nigga, I love you, why can't you love me?
>Because nigga, I'm conflicted...
>There's a weight to be lifted.
>I hate my body, I'm afflicted.
>And my parents, they're christian.
>To hell I go, where I'll fit in.
>To hell I go, I wish I was different.
yo yo yo
ho-ho-ho
stale cracka in the house
creep shotin peaks under yo blouse
it's christmas time,
no creature sturrin, not even a mouse!
and boy, can I rhyme
anytime,
on the mutha fuckn dime
cuz I'm a poet
and ya didn't even KNOW IT
leavin santa cookies by the tree,
cuz he know I'm a g,
and I know how he like em, gluten free
I prege my rife to chehmin Mao
I prege my raber to chehmin Mao
I prege good will to chehmin Mao
Man I rove dat chehmin Mao
I give my rife to chehmin Mao
Ping pong ding dong ring rong pow
>>8805958
10/10
>man I love dat chemin Mao
Well put, that
>>8805415
I can't make it on my own.
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists
and black my eyes.
So I can fall asleep tonight,
or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do,
you kill me well.
You like it too,
and I can tell.
You never stop until
my final breath is gone.
>>8806109
I'm outside of your window
With my radio
You are the only station
You play the song I know
You are the song I know
I just shit this out in like 5 minutes. Pls critique!!!!:
I heard all my heroes sing out from their graves
I heard you were nearer to death and decay
I heard the tall trees start to tremble and quake
While I laid here alone in my cabin today
I heard the group grumbling about what they made
I heard you knew something you couldn't quite say
I heard a loon yearning on top of the lake
While I laid here alone in this sad and dull place
There is no religion that could see through these eyes.
A small paper pigeon and seventeen lies
flew out from your sleeve like a funeral fire.
I do not know why you say that you try
I heard the guns clicking on top of the tower
I heard the dumb townsfolk take time by the hour
I heard the sun glistening inside the hill's flowers
While I lay here alone with you wrapped in lace
Ever told on a nigga? (nope)
Ever squeezed a trigger? (yup)
Ever set a nigga up? (nope)
Ever helped a brother out when he was down on his luck? (yup)
You a sap? (nope)
You a boss player, you a mack? (yup)
Let me hold a couple dollars (nope)
Y'all still be poppin' y'all collars? (yup)
Stock rims on a scraper (nope)
Paint wetter than a lake (yup)
Poodle in my blood (nope)
Bitch, I'm a thug (yup)
You a loser? (nope), Winner? (yup)
Starving? (nope), Dinner? (yup)
You still sell dope? (nope)
Now you cleaner than a bar of Dove soap? (yup)
Got a little gouda (nope)?
Got a thumper, got a Ruger? (yup)
You in love wit' the ho? (nope)
She bringin' you the dough? (yup)
You gon' cry if she leave? (nope)
You gon' fly overseas? (yup)
Everybody get choices
I choose…
>>8805856
beautiful just beautiful. u got me at the beginning but then u really got me at the end
>>8806364
idk how to critique because its so perfect
what are the seventeen lies
>>8808779
Heck if I know. I don't understand it, I just write it.
You can feel free to give it meaning tho