Spontaneous Poems

the reason im able 2 flow
is cause im able 2 know
within who's hearts truth grows
since the start only truth knows
the lies that convince innocence to show
its weakness
the devils heart seeks this
to fill in the hole
all the hatred and killin
has made hate spread an villians
take the dead willin to conceal the souls
heavenly wars civilians wage on mere mortals
every page contains a millions years of portals
like time an physics leaking like water out of port holes
is how quickly life sorts souls
wether your tall young short old
you fall to the reapers grasp
fall through the hour glass to see there past
as hours pass gasp for air for it might be there last

thats a really cool poem proff, i think you shine in here

I never saw your name here before. Greetings. And, yes, the professor is a favorite here.

hi ed, me and proff usually in the rap battles 2getha but its been locked, thought id check this out as i also write poetry

well fya lyrically poerty is my passion
but music flows through people souls
and ive felt that for a very long time
so ive wanted to mix the two together and i found rap
i grew up on classic rock,country,jazz,funk,an the blues
so i want to take all those types of music combined with poetry an make a symphony of sound


and thank you fya
i like your style to
do you have nex

whats nex? neway i also grew up on alot of different types of music, like my dad used to play REM and Phil Collins alot while my brothers listened to dance and trance music, my sister RnB and rap, my mum likes pop, being the youngest in my family i was exposed to everyone elses music before finding my own taste so i just listen to everything apart from proper gothic Korn **** its just geeks tryna sound like demons or summin only suicidal people should listen to that crap lol

well i might as well write sum poetry
this is offa the top:

I write, I write by candle light
like a creature of the night
I try, try to get in the mood
but i am numb because of you
i twist i turn inside myself
burn like the candle on my shelf
let you block me, taking over
let you stop me, going nowhere
enter fya, in the flicker of a flame
deires heat, sicker than the game
the alias of normalness
the opposite of human
I must be a robot
the way i keep it boomin
call me mazda coz im zoomin
fast lane foot down
past fame look now
stay up dont look down
dont look back

man i jus freestyled that n i aint even been bed i been up all night writing

never could explain you how it felt,
the day u didn't say good bye and left...
I can't explain you what you did to me,
Look at my heart, it's bleeding, it's a cleft.

I can forgive you, but I am too weak-
I can't forget the words u used to say,
I Lost it babe, I've turned into a freak,
U hurt me but I'm begging you to stay!


I'm on the edge, I don't see why to live,
I see no way, no purpose to move on,
I never took, all I knew was to give,
The pain is not what We've agreed upon.

I grew up liking music of many styles. But, I was much too old, I guess, when rap started. It's as Ray Charles put it: "If I was fifteen, I'd be doing rap. But, it doesn't touch my heart." But, go for it. Do your best and all will be well.

American idealogy,
So called land of the free,
Based on false theology,
And the truth that we flee,

From the constitution,
From the words that they swore,
Just false retribution,
That we can't take anymore,

fya it is nexopia.com kinda like msn messenger ?

monday for the masses
shake it up baby shake it down mate
its monday morning's rat race date
grumpy groaning go go go
rush diabolical to and fro!

no time for muesli or oats or bread
toast already your day is spread
a flash in the pan is your suit
a kick up the ass from your boot!

eight hours timed laboriously
wristchecking done punctually....
lunch breaks into semi-peace
foreheads might suspend a crease.

the wheel grinds slow then stops
head spinning whilst mind flops.
even supper by tv light is hasty
sleep's dessert but far more tasty!

intriqued
depths of my mind only equals oceans in leaques
boundry's
do not surround me
i got the elements around me
now bound free i cut all ties to future an past
fall through the sand fast
in the hour glass
the sand blasts
as the hours pass
grow from eons to zeons
i know from peons truth will never be gone
over the curve of the earth i see dawn
through the eyes in the back of my head i see dusk
takeing a step forth to survive we must
drop all the guns an knives we bust
all the sons an wive's we trust
leaveing earth like rum in wives well carrying fetus
so i believe thus
the bible getting old we need a new scripture
letting time unfold keeping it fresh like we do strippers `
not sexually
dont take it literally i mean textually
in ranks of the greatest my name stands next to ali
in ability to attract crowds
i attract now
with artifacts of wow
my heart is black when i attack with facts te kow

oh right no i aint got nex, my brother is supposed to be sortin msn out for me coz i tried doin it and went mental im not too good wiv computers......., bawb are u from tha usa? n i know i spelt the wrong, (purposely) i know that kinda thing gets on ya tits lol

Yea I'm from the USA.


And it doesn't get on my nerves if you can't spell right. Only if you know how, but choose not to. ( You were joking with the last post, so thats fine. )

The tongues of men,
Have risen again,
To break this sweet tranquility,
If we don't fight back,
They will win,
To threaten our stability,

darkness reaches the depths of the universe
the heartless crept in the abyss im doin it first

im doin a verse

doin it worse
then the demon thats sits in purses
made of the stench that comes from hurses

im talking about money im talking doh
im walking flow
shocking though
grow from ancient know
free agents style breaking
no style fakeing
when i style maken
a missile slow
my diss style equipt to my lips like a silo
never shy though
over the milkyway i flow
in the filthy ways i grow
the guilty
for not implacateing who built thee
heavenly castle
turning the half empty glass up side down makeing it half full

And still they carry on,
With fake hate in their hearts,
To the capital of Iran,
Connecting bombshell parts,

The death toll is rising,
Nothing left to destroy,
No hope for an uprising,
Only more soldiers to deploy,

Seeing the unmasked villain
behind the pedistule
of the wonderous victories
on the backs of the inncoents
that have fallen to the ground
while we shed tears
for the fallen
among the ranks he hides
trying to escape the tragic destruction
he sees but he does not let his hand
be touched by those is in need
prisoners of their own war
stranded by their fearless leader
praying the day might come
when the time of retrobution shall be called
from the lips of the unforgotten
he who stands behind his fortress
will fall to the gurdians
and extend his hand and plead
for the pity he did not render
and the protectors shall stand before him
and whipser revolution

the frost is on
the warmth in song
is all that reminds us
of summer's lost rebus

the meadow lawn
has turned all brown
smoke from columns winding
red nose coffee grinding

shadows so long
the days slip on
silk white robes on the ground
dear love we're winter-bound