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Write a rap about why you write
Bluelulu
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Poetry Contest Description
Rap about what benefit your writing has for you personally.
Bluelulu
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Give me a pen to release my sins
As I ascend
with my pen in the wind.
Ready to let the words fly,
little pieces of my mind like bullets in the sky.
Shoot Shoot Bang Bang
I have to let them out or I'll go insane.
Falling down on the paper like raindrops,
full of pain drops.
My life my way, I'll heal myself
or kill myself.
But, it'll be on my own terms.
I can do it alone.
Put my emotions in check.
Trying to fix this wreck,
Of a life that I've created, devestated, complicated, and reevaluated.
Changed my ways,
looking forward to brighter days.
But, hey life's a maze.
Amazing if you find your way.
But, it's a fact
that
I need words to flow.
With rhymes that blow,
up like a bomb to keep my soul intact.
It gives me the peace I need,
to cease the tears I bleed.
To stop the hurt i feel,
I don't take a pill.
Just my will, no psychiatrist bill,
will kill this deal, I'll just seal this deal.
Start to feel, and see what's real.
Yeah the price is steep and,
it burns deep.
But, talk ain't cheap,
It's for keeps.
Once the words fly out,
like birds fly out.
You feel the weight lifting off you
killing the demons that possess
As you confess,
your sins,
You're the loser that wins.
This game of life, is not a game,
it's real,
it injures and it kills.
Karma has a bitch slap you can feel.
Nothing can save you,
you just learn to deal.
Start to heal.
Send the past back.
a personal blast back.
As your conscience adds up,
But it doesn't add up,
Cause now you've changed,
rearranged,
taken blame,
accepted the price of fame.
Just trying to be me,
Live free.
Have my voice heard, write it out like a letter.
Make me better.
To keep me well rounded,
stay grounded.
Not to re-offend.
Not wasting borrowed time again.
The answers don't come when your sinning.
But, flow freely when you're winning.
This war will keep you in check ,
and either you'll wreck
Or you will start the 8th inning
By proving your worthy of a new beginning.
Start it all over, not taking bets.
New life, no regrets.
Written by Bluelulu
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Tyrant of Words
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wallyroo92
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Personalities
There is a lot of craziness going on in my head,
It’s a mad fad I’ve had for everything I’ve said,
I’ll spill some ink in sync to keep my emotions in check,
But I think sometimes I stink at it I sink my pen right into my neck.
So I have at it,
I take a stab at it,
I spit a sick slick flow to show everybody I know how to bleed it well,
I let the words pour like swords gore in war
when the truth can be an inconvenient hell.
Poetry is my therapy because I’m not paying for psychiatry,
Shit is expensive, so I rather write pensively sitting underneath a tree,
I let my demons out for little bit so that I won’t lose it,
Or else sanity will mix with vanity I may not know how to choose it.
The duality in me is an abnormality I try not to fear when it appears,
Personalities take turns to reign my brain split by hemispheres,
So while one verse may be worse than the first when the last was the reverse,
I’d say give us a chance to work through this terse blessed curse.
It’s a mad fad I’ve had for everything I’ve said,
I’ll spill some ink in sync to keep my emotions in check,
But I think sometimes I stink at it I sink my pen right into my neck.
So I have at it,
I take a stab at it,
I spit a sick slick flow to show everybody I know how to bleed it well,
I let the words pour like swords gore in war
when the truth can be an inconvenient hell.
Poetry is my therapy because I’m not paying for psychiatry,
Shit is expensive, so I rather write pensively sitting underneath a tree,
I let my demons out for little bit so that I won’t lose it,
Or else sanity will mix with vanity I may not know how to choose it.
The duality in me is an abnormality I try not to fear when it appears,
Personalities take turns to reign my brain split by hemispheres,
So while one verse may be worse than the first when the last was the reverse,
I’d say give us a chance to work through this terse blessed curse.
Written by wallyroo92
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Bluelulu
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Love love love it!
Red_CurtainS
SEVEN-ONE-EIGHT
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SEVEN-ONE-EIGHT
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SAVAGE INK(pt 1)
Connected indefintely
The metric system cant measure me
Im too long
With a dangling ego
My pen is too heavy in the game
You couldn't pass the levels my mental is configured on
Its Eating habits is like a python
Wrapping the ink around
tight
On my worst enemy
Slithering close to my poetic friends
I cant be the hair while the tortoise wins the race
I'm curt in reply, when asked
is there room for one more as good as you?
No, I dont suppose they have arrived yet
Or
if alive have they
even contributed thoughts that will get them considered?
Statements I never retract
Im filthier than a pigs back
I go HAM
In these sheets
I can't be silent
I can't be discrete
I want everyone to know me
By my leakes
Now is a good time for you to get an uber
I'm executing this page with
No mercy
I have the keys to the cage
The mortality is more than a few
As I sneeze I already said fuck you to the chosen ones in the pew
Its hammer time
I'm going to nail it in
The best alive
Written with a gel pen.
(Spoken word poetry Copyright of Red Curtain$ 2018)
The metric system cant measure me
Im too long
With a dangling ego
My pen is too heavy in the game
You couldn't pass the levels my mental is configured on
Its Eating habits is like a python
Wrapping the ink around
tight
On my worst enemy
Slithering close to my poetic friends
I cant be the hair while the tortoise wins the race
I'm curt in reply, when asked
is there room for one more as good as you?
No, I dont suppose they have arrived yet
Or
if alive have they
even contributed thoughts that will get them considered?
Statements I never retract
Im filthier than a pigs back
I go HAM
In these sheets
I can't be silent
I can't be discrete
I want everyone to know me
By my leakes
Now is a good time for you to get an uber
I'm executing this page with
No mercy
I have the keys to the cage
The mortality is more than a few
As I sneeze I already said fuck you to the chosen ones in the pew
Its hammer time
I'm going to nail it in
The best alive
Written with a gel pen.
(Spoken word poetry Copyright of Red Curtain$ 2018)
Written by Red_CurtainS
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Kinkpoet
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Tyrant of Words
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Sixty-Something Rap
i write
to engage
and enrage
i write
to retire
to conspire
to inspire
i write
to trigger
i ain’t no singer
but i’ll
send you the song
of my middle finger
i write
to relax
to pacify
to objectify
to diversify
i write to offend
and defend
until the end
i write
to dig
deep
until i weep
a slope
so steep
there is no escape
i write
mundane
feel the pain
don’t abstain
i write
profane
nasty
and tasty
and sexy
and smart
i write
not to employ
but to enjoy
i write
for republicans
and democrats
and mall rats
greens and reds
pinks yellows
for jews and true blues
that’s no news
for christians
muslims
and saints
anglican alcoholics
and pussies who faint
men who say ‘are’
and those who say ‘ain’t’
i write
of tears
and fears
toys
and joys
i write
for gals
with tresses
and guys in dresses
and those that
never confesses
my art
uses every
color of paint
without restraint
masterpieces
of cutting wit
rhythms
and melodies
that confuse
and infuse
graffiti
on your floor
front door
for the poor
and weak of will
i write
to the president
and politicians
holy men
and the man on the street
feel the heat
beat
your meat
move your feet
get off your ass
and do it fast
before
the glaciers melt
before
arizona
is
beachfront property
don’t delay
get into the fray
someday
we may
no longer
exist
so forget the list
get really pissed
and do
something
today
to engage
and enrage
i write
to retire
to conspire
to inspire
i write
to trigger
i ain’t no singer
but i’ll
send you the song
of my middle finger
i write
to relax
to pacify
to objectify
to diversify
i write to offend
and defend
until the end
i write
to dig
deep
until i weep
a slope
so steep
there is no escape
i write
mundane
feel the pain
don’t abstain
i write
profane
nasty
and tasty
and sexy
and smart
i write
not to employ
but to enjoy
i write
for republicans
and democrats
and mall rats
greens and reds
pinks yellows
for jews and true blues
that’s no news
for christians
muslims
and saints
anglican alcoholics
and pussies who faint
men who say ‘are’
and those who say ‘ain’t’
i write
of tears
and fears
toys
and joys
i write
for gals
with tresses
and guys in dresses
and those that
never confesses
my art
uses every
color of paint
without restraint
masterpieces
of cutting wit
rhythms
and melodies
that confuse
and infuse
graffiti
on your floor
front door
for the poor
and weak of will
i write
to the president
and politicians
holy men
and the man on the street
feel the heat
beat
your meat
move your feet
get off your ass
and do it fast
before
the glaciers melt
before
arizona
is
beachfront property
don’t delay
get into the fray
someday
we may
no longer
exist
so forget the list
get really pissed
and do
something
today
Written by Kinkpoet
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ZINNNNIZ
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ZINNNNIZ
Thought Provoker
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This is badass.
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Jordan Kunkel
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slipalong
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Dangerous Mind
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My line unwrapped
Words all jumbled, like spagetti
pen at start, now I'm ready
word of love to impress a lady
melt, her cold, cold, heart
She that grass and you the rake
try to groom, to ordered state
polishing to delicate or intimate
somethin smokin, somethin tart
But she's the bitch that has you fettered
writing lines that cant be bettered
hook, line and sinker
in a pose, like Rodin's Thinker
no stop button, when you start
For that mile was so uncharted
hesitant you stumble thwarted
that leap of faith, in rhyme or pro's
"And that's Rap", my soul exposed
mindset all, in that impart
Now I'm here I sit and reason
for that "cool" I bin seeking
Aladdins cave of treasures gleaming
to change my life and sense of meaning
self emancipation in that form of art
By adding DU to your shopping cart
pen at start, now I'm ready
word of love to impress a lady
melt, her cold, cold, heart
She that grass and you the rake
try to groom, to ordered state
polishing to delicate or intimate
somethin smokin, somethin tart
But she's the bitch that has you fettered
writing lines that cant be bettered
hook, line and sinker
in a pose, like Rodin's Thinker
no stop button, when you start
For that mile was so uncharted
hesitant you stumble thwarted
that leap of faith, in rhyme or pro's
"And that's Rap", my soul exposed
mindset all, in that impart
Now I'm here I sit and reason
for that "cool" I bin seeking
Aladdins cave of treasures gleaming
to change my life and sense of meaning
self emancipation in that form of art
By adding DU to your shopping cart
Written by slipalong
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wallyroo92
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Tyrant of Words
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Congrats to Jordan for standing on the podium for his spill and to Red for taking the trophy on this fun competition. My thanks to our host Bluelulu for giving me the honor to stand on the podium as well amidst so many gifted folks here.
Thank you!
Thank you!