Poetry competition CLOSED 4th June 2017 10:22pm
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Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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This is not for fans of Adele.........

composedWITHrazors
Blade Artist
Twisted Dreamer
United Kingdom 6awards
Joined 2nd Feb 2017
Forum Posts: 84

Poetry Contest

Write verse about your favourite band, singer, rapper or DJ
We have all been inspired as wordsmiths by other folk to a certain extent. Show the love...........

RHYME

Any rhyme scheme whatsoever

RHYME

Make it good you gorgeous people

RHYME

mel44
Melgar
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom 9awards
Joined 3rd Mar 2017
Forum Posts: 278

Tribute to a Lyrical Muse

A lover of words
Inspired when young
Remarkable lyrics
Pervaded your tongue

Among the elite
An abundant conclusion
Unfailing as a muse
Your melodic illusion

Influence by your Dark Side
And more than The Final Cut
But Wish You Were Here
Felt forever in my gut

Animating my thoughts
When unable to express
All that I was sensing
Your music did possess
Written by mel44 (Melgar)
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calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

Woodstock Experienced

 
I put a sweet laced sugar cube under tongue  
It disolves my mind into alternate versimilitude as i drop out  
Tuning in amalgamating surges of urges
simper lipped pucker just for Wavy Gravy, my ol man....  
Happy hip cats are getting down  
Wit dey bad  
Mama jammas  
My hips have a naughty mind  
Of their own  
So they  
Sway and swing my ass out  
And up and down  
 
and i writhe with the cool kittens  
Mewing with my prrrrrrr  
 
I see......whoa dude!  
I see.....🌈🌈🌈  
Music wild like colors  
The Colors!!!  
The Colors!!!  
 
 
Ooooh. ....i can use my fingers to play colors like air guitar....  
 
Faces twist into freakish masks  
Merthful grins spread into banana shaped smooch mouths twirling out  
Words...  
 
 
    "But Are You Experienced?  
  Have you ever been experienced?  
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful"  
 
Crowd of youth fueled flower power rebellion gathered  
Peaceful and lovers fest  
Nude "all the young dudes"  
Roll in mud and flowers  
As freedom twists my body in unruly  
Riotous grind wind exault  
Wound up by paean interpretari  
 
Dig this groovy sound  
Remember what the doormouse said:  
Grace Slick makes me want Gravy's tongue on my slick....  
Feed your head....  
 
Then rips....  
Guitar licks by mad minstrel  
Wears wild fro  
And army jacket  
Hendrix fingers strings  
making music moan speak more  
Wailing volumes  
Louder than the thunder of War  
 
"O O say can you see"  
 
Crowd roars in ironic reverie  
Woolgathering while climbing higher  
Together ....unity  
High, I trip  
High by "Lucy in the sky with Diamonds. Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Auhhhhhhhhh."  
 
I Squint through kaleidascope eyes  
And see dragons get down  
Leapin lizzards!  
 
 
See gnomes pickpocketing  
(The lil ornery scamps!)  
Taking dough for floppy hats  
(The buggery lil rats!)  
 
See  
What could be  
Mermaids swimming around  
This Happy Hippie  
sea  
 
Delerious and dropped out  
A freedom beatitude  
Sing out peace  
Barefeet meets Earth  
And toes sink in....  
 
Now we have the time of our lives  
Toss me a peace sign my darlin  
Wavy Gravy  
 
I catch it and  
let it fly ✌  
 
 
 
All the young Dudes....David Bowie  
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds...John Lennon  
Have you ever been experienced ...  
Jimmey Hendrix  
Feed your head....Jefferson Airplane
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

Calamity a go go

Devils beat a go go
Body move
To junkie poet twist philosopher
A Disco funk mystery man  
Hip roll groove
 
Oh my soul to taste a bit more
Of my young girl
Rock n Roll
 
I slide to dance floor  
No care in this world
Gin lipped and mind flicked
To off and grind
 
Man stuck to my behind
Hang on all the young dudes!
Gonna be a bumble bee ride
That sweet Melon sunk out
 
Oh but what a big shout his guitar made me woman  
To disco Lemonade
Sex and Candy Marcy's  
Big grenade  
 
Peace at 4 AM I cried
Reverie by mad hatter rap
Picked me up by 7 Ms
Maniacal grin fast selling crazy sin
 
Ah! they did move me to many  
Nights looong good fuck
My 20s music
Taste it again?
With luck


calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

In high pitched wail
Harmonica flow
I heard Promise of a man
And wept

escape_artist_322
Lost Thinker
Joined 6th May 2017
Forum Posts: 58

Eminem

I'm not your biggest fan
You the man
Fucking grand

Benzy_420
BTheW
Twisted Dreamer
United Kingdom 4awards
Joined 24th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 53

*Crown* Re to RTJ

Hand me your crown
Pass me it down
lend me what’s your’s and I’ll pay you with pounds
Purchase the throne with reverb and effects that we create and gave it all back to the crowd
steal from the rich
give back to me
lend me your shoulder and your ears of apathy
Show me the ways of the righteous
Hold up your flame to ignite us
burn away misery, frozen in mystery
give me everything that you can give to me
Make it worthwhile, the use of money never was versatile
Spend it on objects from foreign lands and fancy textiles
Charge them the best price and keep the world buying
advertisements continue the lying
Selling you everything that is irrelevant
Sell it to anyone you think you’re better than
Give them a world of technology
Ignore how it’s bothering the ordering of the following
Sanity is rapidly vanishing damaging the planet
Imagining life with no empathy for it’s own only for the battery
Worry no more, I’ll take the lead
Bury it in another man’s head
Send them away from here to a new place
promise they’ll never mislead you again
They become dead, I become death
You play with our air, we’ll take your breath
Remove the fallacy in all you’re imagining
replace the characters with people instead
Watch each person you just created make their way up from the degraded
onto the A-list, the top of the pyramid
Amidst the noise and drama
cleanse the big cats with accurate karma
send them to places they’ve never been to and getting back’s only made harder
the harder they try
The harder it is to reply
Send them a message to not mess with the village
we stand strong alone with the tribe
Rip the whole system apart from inside
Generalise, lead an army of stereotypes you pushed to one side
But didn’t disarm them of fight
Couldn’t disarm them of life
it’s written on parchment, the deal has been sparked, and signed in my blood on the line
Written by Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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eswaller
Dangerous Mind
United States 30awards
Joined 22nd Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 749

Dear Taylor

I thought that I would be swift
And quick about this, but I cannot.
I hope you know that you are a gift
To this world. Taylor, I have fought
To become that girl and woman you
Write songs about. Fearless and never
Giving up. The crying ones on floors who
Are still able to stand up and pull the lever
When they need to. They want to have your
Strength and courage. Sometimes they need
It more than anything else. They hear the roar
And rumble of your words. You always lead
Us to higher ground, some holy ground and
Sacred space. When everything goes bad  
Taylor, it is like you are holding our hand
Through it all. Every heartbreak and sad
Story. Every sense of faith and hope.
You keep us hanging onto that rope.
Written by eswaller
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snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
United States 77awards
Joined 3rd Feb 2014
Forum Posts: 1873

[b]COLD BLUE SNOW[/b]

Purple rain turns to blue snow in the cold
When the Soda troubadour walked out the door
Please God return our music genius back to us
So we can sing in violet spring showers once more
Written by snugglebuck
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wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
United States 147awards
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1757

My Exercise in Self-Indulgence

How do I even begin to describe?
Sheer virtuosity and genius without limits,
Compositions like no one has written before,
Both in music and in lyrics.

The power trio has taken me on many journeys,
From a dystopian future to mad immortality,
Even questioning the question of Freewill,
Challenging my mentality.

And the way Alex riffs and shreds on the guitar,
Oh the reverberations that this man can make,
His musicianship is an unparalleled talent,
A sound no else can match or break.

Geddy has double and sometimes even triple duty,
On vocals, on keyboards and specially on bass,
His ability to execute it all so perfectly,
The way he plays with grace.

And Neil’s complex drum arrangements and rhythms,
Have astonished and astounded me for many years,
The lyrics and writings by the Ghost Rider,
Have brought grown men to tears.

Each song has a special significance and meaning
By the way they are structured and played,
The way the words can carry a message,
The way the chords persuade.

Each album has been an epic voyage of sight and sound,
Stories told in the most unique and exclusive ways,
But us Rush fans are an eccentric kind of bunch,
We can never give enough praise.

poet Anonymous

The Death of Mister Strummer

It was a fucking bummer when we lost him,
his fucking riffs stoked the imagination of millions of my brethren.
He rocked the Casbah like an earthquake from hell.
He spoke to us,
gave us rockers a direct connection
from his full heart to ours,
street urchins toughing it out on mad city streets,
our mohawks sported in bright pink,
with coppers stealing the show.
We sold our souls,
melted in his energy
which was God given,
the angels loved him.
When he spoke about the Forbidden City
we knew where he was coming from,
so did Moses
and the Coma Girl I met in Leeds
the summer I returned from India.
I fucking miss her, too.
When London called,
he answered the bell.
I know he's in heaven, he was a good Joe.


Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134


The Power of Blues

No matter how bad or why it was,
I wanted it to be me, because
He'd wail, missin' a woman so bad
And with the grind of his axe he had,

If only he could've felt the blues
I'd be the only one he would choose,
That no one would ever take my place
Only he'd see the love on my face.

Cause any how, the Irish in him
Would drink to my hair and shapely limbs,
Downin' a pint, a second, a third,
Take me to the next level I heard.

Missin' & driftin', tossed curly locks
He's holdin' out his hand as he rocks,
The bass risin' deep to meet his axe,
His voice screamin' loud in blues climax.

If it'd been me to give him my soul,
But couldn't save him for all I know.
Yet when the clock of life would chime when,
The power of blues would raise him then.



Robert William Gary Moore (1952–2011)

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

Thanks so much... and congrats to everyone,

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