Submissions by LifeStory525
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2011 11:10pm
4th Sep 2011 11:10pm
Just For Kicks
I roam the streets,
Of the underneath,
Where whack flows are obsolete,
Champions earn their keep.
Your flow is super weak.
Nastier than a crackhead with no teeth,
And athletes feet.
Worse than listening to Lil' Wayne spit with no beat...
Absolute garbage,
A toy for sure.
I will avoid,
After i destroy,
This pop shit media that everyone enjoy.
Body slamming these lil' girls and lil' boys,
Fucking with my poise,
Annoyed,
'Bout to self destruct.
Catch you jacking off to two fat bitches and 1 cup,
You sick fuck!
Of the underneath,
Where whack flows are obsolete,
Champions earn their keep.
Your flow is super weak.
Nastier than a crackhead with no teeth,
And athletes feet.
Worse than listening to Lil' Wayne spit with no beat...
Absolute garbage,
A toy for sure.
I will avoid,
After i destroy,
This pop shit media that everyone enjoy.
Body slamming these lil' girls and lil' boys,
Fucking with my poise,
Annoyed,
'Bout to self destruct.
Catch you jacking off to two fat bitches and 1 cup,
You sick fuck!
774 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jun 2011 8:45am
5th Jun 2011 8:45am
They Call It Life
Is It Right?
Same mother, different hustle,
To the dude who killed his brother,
Did she love em? Kids with Struggle,
Getting double, from that who judges,
Trying to be the back bone
but Missing muscles,
About Twelve Years Old,
Serving life, no parole,
Pulled out a knife , then the 5O’s shown,
Pleading innocent, but all his momma
Seen was a delinquent ,
Holding her sons last images,
Then sent him off like a delivery,
She was lost in her memories,....Trying to erase what she was remembering, ...
Same mother, different hustle,
To the dude who killed his brother,
Did she love em? Kids with Struggle,
Getting double, from that who judges,
Trying to be the back bone
but Missing muscles,
About Twelve Years Old,
Serving life, no parole,
Pulled out a knife , then the 5O’s shown,
Pleading innocent, but all his momma
Seen was a delinquent ,
Holding her sons last images,
Then sent him off like a delivery,
She was lost in her memories,....Trying to erase what she was remembering, ...
851 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 2:21am
25th Apr 2011 2:21am
What About You?
What brings your fingers to the keys,
bares your soul so the world sees?
What burns in your mind
until the words you find
to set the thoughts free
like the wind in a tree?
Is it a love still burning,
that leaves your mind churning?
Is it gross injustice in the world political
showing "leaders" to be hypocritical?
Is it a memory of time past
charted poetically to make it last?
Is it pent-up indignation
for a cause given no consideration?
Is it the desire to re-live and...
bares your soul so the world sees?
What burns in your mind
until the words you find
to set the thoughts free
like the wind in a tree?
Is it a love still burning,
that leaves your mind churning?
Is it gross injustice in the world political
showing "leaders" to be hypocritical?
Is it a memory of time past
charted poetically to make it last?
Is it pent-up indignation
for a cause given no consideration?
Is it the desire to re-live and...
999 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 2:18am
25th Apr 2011 2:18am
Words Sublime
Poetry,
thoughts compressed,
words arranged;
questioning,
searching,
debating,
reaching.
When does it become
more than a word collection
on the page, the sum
of love and emotion,
a lyric to hum,
a true connection?
When the words are read,
the thoughts explored,
everything said
not ignored,
the soul fed,
balance restored.
Poetry,
structured rhythm,
perfect rhyme,
or free expression,
any time,
a true meeting of the minds,
yours and mine, sublime.
thoughts compressed,
words arranged;
questioning,
searching,
debating,
reaching.
When does it become
more than a word collection
on the page, the sum
of love and emotion,
a lyric to hum,
a true connection?
When the words are read,
the thoughts explored,
everything said
not ignored,
the soul fed,
balance restored.
Poetry,
structured rhythm,
perfect rhyme,
or free expression,
any time,
a true meeting of the minds,
yours and mine, sublime.
756 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2011 9:45am
31st Mar 2011 9:45am
"The Road"
Their light playing over the wet flowstone walls.
Like pilgrims in a fable swallowed up and lost,
among the inward part of some grantic beast.
Deep stone flues where the water drips and sings.
Tolling in the silence, the minutes, hours and days,
until they stood in a great stone room where lay,
a black and ancient lake.
From the rimstone pool and on the far shore,
raising its dripping mouth was a creature,
who stared into the light,
with eyes dead white,
and sightless,
like the eggs of spiders.
Like pilgrims in a fable swallowed up and lost,
among the inward part of some grantic beast.
Deep stone flues where the water drips and sings.
Tolling in the silence, the minutes, hours and days,
until they stood in a great stone room where lay,
a black and ancient lake.
From the rimstone pool and on the far shore,
raising its dripping mouth was a creature,
who stared into the light,
with eyes dead white,
and sightless,
like the eggs of spiders.
793 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2011 4:35am
4th Mar 2011 4:35am
Happy
Excited is exited with a C.
Which means you leave Happy,
Even though everything,
In your life is C,
For Crappy.
You exit Peppy,
Perky,
And double C
For Can't Complain.
Thats how you know your "On Cloud Nine".
(Those are all synonyms for "Happy")
Which means you leave Happy,
Even though everything,
In your life is C,
For Crappy.
You exit Peppy,
Perky,
And double C
For Can't Complain.
Thats how you know your "On Cloud Nine".
(Those are all synonyms for "Happy")
832 reads
0 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Feb 2011 8:32am
12th Feb 2011 8:32am
99 Names Of Allah
1. Allah: (Allâh) He who has the Godhood which is the power to create the entities.
2. Ar-Rahman: (The Most Compassionate, The Beneficent, The Gracious) The One who has plenty of mercy for the believers and the blasphemers in this world and especially for the believers in the hereafter.
3. Ar-Rahim: (The Merciful) The One who has plenty of mercy for the believers.
4. Al-Malik: (The King)The One with the complete Dominion, the One Whose Dominion is clear from imperfection.
5. Al-Quddus: (The Most Holy)The One who is pure from any imperfection and clear from children and...
2. Ar-Rahman: (The Most Compassionate, The Beneficent, The Gracious) The One who has plenty of mercy for the believers and the blasphemers in this world and especially for the believers in the hereafter.
3. Ar-Rahim: (The Merciful) The One who has plenty of mercy for the believers.
4. Al-Malik: (The King)The One with the complete Dominion, the One Whose Dominion is clear from imperfection.
5. Al-Quddus: (The Most Holy)The One who is pure from any imperfection and clear from children and...
3245 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2011 1:50am
23rd Jan 2011 1:50am
My New Best Friend
Today I met a great new friend,
Who knew me right away,
It was funny how she understood,
All i had to say.
She listened to my problems,
She listended to my dreams,
We talked about love and life,
She'd been there, too, it seems.
I never once felt judged by her,
She knew just how i felt,
She seemed to just accept me,
And all the problems I'd been dealt.
She didnt interrupt me,
Or need to have her say,
She just listened very patiently,
And didn't go away.
I wanted her to understand,
How much...
Who knew me right away,
It was funny how she understood,
All i had to say.
She listened to my problems,
She listended to my dreams,
We talked about love and life,
She'd been there, too, it seems.
I never once felt judged by her,
She knew just how i felt,
She seemed to just accept me,
And all the problems I'd been dealt.
She didnt interrupt me,
Or need to have her say,
She just listened very patiently,
And didn't go away.
I wanted her to understand,
How much...
1017 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
17th Jan 2011 7:46am
17th Jan 2011 7:46am
Overdose
It's ripping around my mind,
Making it's way down my spine,
Ripping through nerves and leaving me blind,
I could of sworen this was the last time,
Colors changing quick,
Room seeming thick,
Sweat is falling no doubt about it,
Fog comes in,
Vibrations,
Falling in,
On the ground trippin,
Friends are screamin,
But to me they're leavin,
Wanting it to end,
Things twisting,
Mending,
Bending,
Am I pretending,
Its all so breath taking,
Same time its nerve wrecking.
Making it's way down my spine,
Ripping through nerves and leaving me blind,
I could of sworen this was the last time,
Colors changing quick,
Room seeming thick,
Sweat is falling no doubt about it,
Fog comes in,
Vibrations,
Falling in,
On the ground trippin,
Friends are screamin,
But to me they're leavin,
Wanting it to end,
Things twisting,
Mending,
Bending,
Am I pretending,
Its all so breath taking,
Same time its nerve wrecking.
1219 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2011 8:38pm
16th Jan 2011 8:38pm
Musical Melody
This beat is so pure,
So beautiful so touching.
When i listen to this beat,
I feel my creativity rushing.
It's going through my whole body,
It's agreat sensation.
Feeling the music inside me,
Gives so much motivation.
Cant really say why,
But this beat makes me feel more human,
It inspiresme to be a better person,
It's just so moving.
Music is so wonderful,
It was used to make this poem.
People dont believe i can write beauty,
Well i just showed 'em!
So beautiful so touching.
When i listen to this beat,
I feel my creativity rushing.
It's going through my whole body,
It's agreat sensation.
Feeling the music inside me,
Gives so much motivation.
Cant really say why,
But this beat makes me feel more human,
It inspiresme to be a better person,
It's just so moving.
Music is so wonderful,
It was used to make this poem.
People dont believe i can write beauty,
Well i just showed 'em!
777 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
16th Jan 2011 7:22am
16th Jan 2011 7:22am
Criminal
The world runs in paces,
And face it,
A cold world to live in.
All these allegations,
And cases,
I can feel your pain.
From within faces,
Full of racists,
Heart pumping hatred.
All places,
Full of snakes,
Even boys turn to traders,
Everybody's fake,
All i see are chumps,
How much longer will it take,
To shake these cowards up?
Im ready to erupt,
Plus,
Now im branishing a gun,
Tell the judge,
It's not my fault,
I just have bad luck,
But about the rules of society,
I dont...
And face it,
A cold world to live in.
All these allegations,
And cases,
I can feel your pain.
From within faces,
Full of racists,
Heart pumping hatred.
All places,
Full of snakes,
Even boys turn to traders,
Everybody's fake,
All i see are chumps,
How much longer will it take,
To shake these cowards up?
Im ready to erupt,
Plus,
Now im branishing a gun,
Tell the judge,
It's not my fault,
I just have bad luck,
But about the rules of society,
I dont...
790 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2011 6:53am
16th Jan 2011 6:53am
Given Up
It’s escaped my sin,
It pries out within,
I drown in sorrow,
A cut to the morrow.
I’m a person who cries,
A person who sighs,
If you cut me, I bleed,
If you starve me, I need.
I have a brain,
I’m not insane,
I am an illness,
A plague.
On my last leg I stumble, fall,
Now I’m at a crawl,
Now in rain,
Now in pain.
I hold my breath,
And wait for death,
Do you understand?
How will I land?
On firm foundation!
I yell across the nation!
My savior, my life,
You saved me from my...
It pries out within,
I drown in sorrow,
A cut to the morrow.
I’m a person who cries,
A person who sighs,
If you cut me, I bleed,
If you starve me, I need.
I have a brain,
I’m not insane,
I am an illness,
A plague.
On my last leg I stumble, fall,
Now I’m at a crawl,
Now in rain,
Now in pain.
I hold my breath,
And wait for death,
Do you understand?
How will I land?
On firm foundation!
I yell across the nation!
My savior, my life,
You saved me from my...
803 reads
4 Comments
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