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Write a rap about why you write

Bluelulu
Bluelulu
Lost Thinker
United States
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Poetry Contest

Rap about what benefit your writing has for you personally.

Bluelulu
Bluelulu
Lost Thinker
United States
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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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EdibleWords
EdibleWords
Dangerous Mind
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Imaginal

This is a new breed
Books within dots
Universes
This is a new deed
 that encapsulates
imaginal
cells for a new breed
black hole poems
Universes
This is a new deed
Page worms still learning
Imaginal cells
New universes
Encapsulate us

Can you feel our Flowr heads
renewing all our dead
Below the scenes of life
ready to regenerate?
Flowrs growing below
Cemented hearts
Ready to bust back through
in innocence
regenerate to new
below the scenes called life
flames without facades
..yet not quite sun and moon
more like placental unions
waiting for rebirth
still hoping we will renew
twins of hope and pain
sharing sun and rain
as much as rock and earth
Beneath sky scraping stories
A thousand pages long
Like a dot or blot
Just a secret thought
turned out to share

This is a new breed
Books within dots
Universes
This is a new deed
 that encapsulates
imaginal
cells for a new breed
black hole poems
Universes
This is a new deed
Page worms still learning
Imaginal cells
New universes
Encapsulate us
Written by EdibleWords
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the5thRiddler
the5thRiddler
Thought Provoker
United Kingdom
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ďFor the next generationĒ

Enable others to see what I was up to
Not just a photo speaking a thousand words of assumptions
A lot of detail in the second line itís truth
though youíve noticed the sarcasm

wallyroo92
wallyroo92
Dangerous Mind
United States
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Personalities

There is a lot of craziness going on in my head,
Itís a mad fad Iíve had for everything Iíve said,
Iíll 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 Iím 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 wonít 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,
Iíd say give us a chance to work through this terse blessed curse.
Written by wallyroo92
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Bluelulu
Bluelulu
Lost Thinker
United States
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Love love love it!

Red_CurtainS
Red_CurtainS
SEVEN-ONE-EIGHT
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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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)
Written by Red_CurtainS (SEVEN-ONE-EIGHT)
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Kinkpoet
Kinkpoet
Fire of Insight
United States
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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 ainít no singer
but iíll
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
donít 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
thatís no news


for christians
muslims
and saints

anglican alcoholics
and pussies who faint
men who say Ďareí
and those who say Ďainítí

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

donít 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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zinnzinn
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Forum Posts: 21

This is badass.

CosiestPrism273
CosiestPrism273
Jordan Kunkel
Thought Provoker
United States
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Fear

CosiestPrism273 (Jordan Kunkel)
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slipalong
slipalong
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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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 onward
that leap of faith, in rhyme or pro's
"And that's Rap", my soul exposed
mindset all, in that impart
Written by slipalong
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