this poem is about,well its actually a little hard to analyze,its actually about jesus in a way,i find myself fiting him in my writings sometimes, the statue is a statue of jesus.that said, rhyme schem is A B A C B C D if you can see it.im not done with this but i like it so far.
The harbinger shouted in the heptagon stage
the phantamasgoric statue of a once called seer followed me with its stare
as the gullotine made its display of what became a gaiety for the peasants rage
the dicapitated head no longer adhesioned to its body
his crime was genealogy who had granteed their sins to the man without a prair
john the heretic with his heteromorphic wife and his idiosyncrasy kids now disembodied
the statue still impassive living with impunity
"im an outsider by choice,but not truly.it's the unpleasantness of the system that keeps me out. i'd rather be in, in a good system. That's where my discontent comes from:being forced to choose to stay out.
my advice:just keep moving straight ahead. every now and then you find yourself in a different place"
standard. 7 syllable one
just random rambelling, will fix it eventually
Leap..
waiting long outrageos years
drowning heaven with their tears
live immortal ignorance
of not knowing other ways
another mass of gone astrays
disorayment of gods curse
the enchantment of this verse
of not knowing what awaits
the existance of the gaits
all my bones and skin and meat
as my heart begins to beat
find the answers take that leap
kill your god's and make them weep
all those good deeds you may keep
find the answers...... take that leap..
hip hop poetry at its finest......mr
Children of this night
Only same will star the sky
Only believers in death will die
And fathers must feather the wings of women
For the unfeathered masses dangle ridiculous
Carrying crosses to phalayx filled tombs
The future sails silence through blood rivered wombs
That ripple with riddles of cows and spoons and births
Moons and earths
Sun-centered at noon
And here i stand
Court jestering infinity
Fetal fisted for revolution
But open hands birth humility
Now what you the density of an egoless planet?
Must my spine be aligned to sprout wings?
I'm slouched into sling steps and kangoled with gang reps
But my orbit rainbows saturn rings
Mystical eliptical
Presto polaris
Karmic flamed future when saturns and aries
And not i'm a fish called father
With gills type dizzy
Blowing liquid lullabies through the spine of time
I'm certain of saturns rivers and all esle is fact
So baptise me in the stars
And wrap me in nighttime
Moon blue
Pupil my sight with orange balls of light
And echo my plight
Through the corridors of metaphor
What else are we living for if not to create
Fiction and rhyme?
My purpose is to make my soul
Rhyme with my mind
Mind over matter
Minds create matter
Minds create fiction
As a matter of fact
As if matter were fact
Matter is fact
So spirit much be fiction
Science fiction
Art fiction meta fiction
If you're serving the father theres no sun w/o matter
Parent bodies discover water
Bodies and drown
Wade me in the water
'til atlantis is found
On the sea floors of self
I'm starfish and unbound
Heard the way of that mound is stone mountain
Underwater volcanoes erupt water fountains of youth
Test this carnal equation cancel out wind and truth
Swirl me beyond sometimes
Drench me water proof
Let eve drop forever rain
Sunsets on my roof
As i sit on the front porch of my sanity
Deciphering hambones to van gogh this vanity
Oiled egos
Canvased and framed
To be reborn unborn unburied unnamed
A reflection through a blood stained glass window
Or souls
Gone yellow round the edges
Carbonated dreams and blurred daily lives
But let family bring focus
Out of swamps blossom lotus
The muddy water blue daughter of infinity
Gravity we water bodied bhodisativas our serenity
As we rise with the tides toward divinity
Yes we rise with the tides towards divinity
The muddy water blue daughter of infinity
Gravity we water bodied bhodisativas our serenity
As we rise with the tides toward divinity....
Yes we rise with the tides towards diviinty
Now we rise with the tides towards divinity
'cause we rise with the tides towards divinity
wow, i saw that thing that they do to chickens, the way they get treated and wow
"stomping birds, kicking them, and slamming them against floors and walls. Workers ripped the animals' beaks off, twisted their heads off, spat tobacco into their eyes and mouths, spray-painted their faces, and squeezed their bodies so hard that the birds expelled feces."is all that neccesary?..wh
okay hmmm. where to start..Florida kicked ass..I went to Diseney world,Universa
Allot has happened..wher
projekt revolution was freaking beast!!, i lost my car during that night found it, sounds like a movie..
omg i fucking miss summer school, i never thought i would feel that way..i will miss everybody that i had class with so much, there is something empty inside now...
on a lighter note i have a new interest or atleast something that i found to be cool, dry hump dancing..yep dryhump dancing is cool :)...:/..
your a little cocky arnt you?
little cocky is my middle name..wait let me rephrase that..
When you go in for a job interview, I think a good thing to ask is if they ever press charges.
Todd: Why do women think I'm creepy?
Attractive nurse: Because you have to turn everything into a double entendre.
Todd: I do not.
[Attractive nurse leaves, Todd stares at Turk]
Chris Turk: Go.
Todd: I'd like to double her entendre. ..
hahaha thats good tv..
In my long life, I have accomplished nothing, and achieved even less. But I have learned a few very important lessons, like: nice guys always finish last; unless they finish first, or somewhere inbetween.... True that.