Poetry competition CLOSED 17th October 2014 8:36am
WINNER
BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
Think on the fly.
Poetry Contest Description
Basically baised on the ideal of a freestyle rap.
Here are the rules: You write on a single Ideal it can be anything, you cant stop to think you have to just write as it comes to mind, just like a freestyle rap. And you cannot edit, now it will take trust because there is no way to make sure you just write it really fast or to make sure you don't edit before you submit but if you break those rules and you win then that's on you, im just gonna assume everyone fallows rules, if your post shows that it has been edited after submission, it will be disqualified.
Any style, doesn't have to rhyme. But be creative don't just talk. No word limit but try not to make them overly long.
If you want to see mine (Don't roll your eyes) its my poem called unedited, it inspired this comp because I challenged myself to do it, and I thought some of you might like to try. I am looking forward to your submissions.
Any style, doesn't have to rhyme. But be creative don't just talk. No word limit but try not to make them overly long.
If you want to see mine (Don't roll your eyes) its my poem called unedited, it inspired this comp because I challenged myself to do it, and I thought some of you might like to try. I am looking forward to your submissions.
Anonymous
Herez my subbmisshin:
Tinkin' onda DA fly
Flyz onda Wahl.
Flyz onda ground.
Flyz inya soup.
Flyz buzzin round yer suppher.
Flyz in renfieldz cage.
Flyz r trouble sum.
Flyz r faster den wasps.
Butt a wasp kann sting yer arse.
Mayke itt swell upp.
Peeple laff at phat arses.
Flyz luv 'em.
Phat arses DAT iz.
Butt awl arses stynk.
Most uv da thyme Inna bottle.
Phree flow.
You no.
Kann youse here me.
Flyz r callin me homeboy.
Dey'z talkin' smack.
Dem flyz.
R buzzin.
Truble sumwon youse no.
Tinkin' onda DA fly
Flyz onda Wahl.
Flyz onda ground.
Flyz inya soup.
Flyz buzzin round yer suppher.
Flyz in renfieldz cage.
Flyz r trouble sum.
Flyz r faster den wasps.
Butt a wasp kann sting yer arse.
Mayke itt swell upp.
Peeple laff at phat arses.
Flyz luv 'em.
Phat arses DAT iz.
Butt awl arses stynk.
Most uv da thyme Inna bottle.
Phree flow.
You no.
Kann youse here me.
Flyz r callin me homeboy.
Dey'z talkin' smack.
Dem flyz.
R buzzin.
Truble sumwon youse no.
Fuck the world
It owes me nothng
Nothing Nothing
I am the best hands down
No smiles no frowns
Crown me because I am king
The best there is
The best they will ever be
Until I rest in peace
I am a mean ass dude with an attitude
Shit on you like you was bathroom
No competition
Mayweather flow
Heart of gold
Purified me
Wash me whiter than snow
I got skills to pay the bills
Addicted to this poetry like pills
If you think you can break my pride
I am going to keep giving you hell
Rising up on fire
New flames
Walking propane
Light a match fireman
Nobody can put me out
Quench your thirst
Water you like seeds
Smoke herbs to get high
Numb to my parachute
Flying without wings
No red bull
It owes me nothng
Nothing Nothing
I am the best hands down
No smiles no frowns
Crown me because I am king
The best there is
The best they will ever be
Until I rest in peace
I am a mean ass dude with an attitude
Shit on you like you was bathroom
No competition
Mayweather flow
Heart of gold
Purified me
Wash me whiter than snow
I got skills to pay the bills
Addicted to this poetry like pills
If you think you can break my pride
I am going to keep giving you hell
Rising up on fire
New flames
Walking propane
Light a match fireman
Nobody can put me out
Quench your thirst
Water you like seeds
Smoke herbs to get high
Numb to my parachute
Flying without wings
No red bull
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Freestyle, now that's word
Sounds like something that is absurd
In the real world, where people are different
There isn’t a free word anywhere at all, because we are so constricted
In everything we do. If there is something out of our reach
Then we go ahead and make a speech
With our mouths, with our words
We speak, we write, all absolutely wicked and unheard
There isn’t anything in my style
That is free, except that it doesn’t take much to rile
me up, bro, so what’s up; keep on truckin’, was that a song?
It was when I mattered some time along
When I was young, oh by the way, and free
And now I sit and write, snippits by little old me
This piece is unedited, and it shows
Because there isn’t anything that comes easy, in my world, as I’ve been told
Sounds like something that is absurd
In the real world, where people are different
There isn’t a free word anywhere at all, because we are so constricted
In everything we do. If there is something out of our reach
Then we go ahead and make a speech
With our mouths, with our words
We speak, we write, all absolutely wicked and unheard
There isn’t anything in my style
That is free, except that it doesn’t take much to rile
me up, bro, so what’s up; keep on truckin’, was that a song?
It was when I mattered some time along
When I was young, oh by the way, and free
And now I sit and write, snippits by little old me
This piece is unedited, and it shows
Because there isn’t anything that comes easy, in my world, as I’ve been told
Anonymous
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Thinks for dropping by
Now you all can get out
I don't know why you tried
To run your fucking mouth
I'm the ultimate rapper
I can't be beat
I'm sitting on the crapper
And I'm about to preach
About how all you fags
Can't handle the fuckin' rhymes
I'll put all your heads in duffel bags
And make sure they're double-tied
Throw them in the dumpster bin
Shake my hands clean
Do it all again
And then go to sleep
Cuz I'm tired of being the best...
Now you all can get out
I don't know why you tried
To run your fucking mouth
I'm the ultimate rapper
I can't be beat
I'm sitting on the crapper
And I'm about to preach
About how all you fags
Can't handle the fuckin' rhymes
I'll put all your heads in duffel bags
And make sure they're double-tied
Throw them in the dumpster bin
Shake my hands clean
Do it all again
And then go to sleep
Cuz I'm tired of being the best...
