Post Your Poetry...

I was inspired to write a poem for a friend... she just really makes me think about things sometimes... so ...

And please ppl... post some of your own work... it could even be a rap you wrote...

What regrets do I have?
I've lived a life doing what I want
I've lived a life of few wants
My love is strong, makes me afraid at times
Truth is my nectar, honesty my drug
My body has curves galore
But it's my temple
What regrets do I have?
My past is my strength
And it strengthens my future
My present is now...
And so am I

__________________
Shawn "Loc Da'Borg" Jackson
http://www.shawndaborg.com

Black people have become somewhat racist within themselves to a certain degree; it pisses me off to hear from a black person "she's pretty to be a dark skinned girl". As if dark skinned girls aren't pretty. BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL IN EVERY WAY!!!!!! - tatiana23

King Of Kings

nice song Ms. Keys... lol

TWISTED_METAL

Great poetry jessi

Locutus 2.0

not mine... it's actually no1uvinterest's

Free

http://wood21stock.imeem.com/music/W.../j_perez_free/

Speak2free

Serious about your ish?

Then check this out...when u get to the page, scroll down and read about the contest and their featured guest....

http://www.theunps.com/index.php

no1uvintrest

it started off being a song... but it wound up being a poem i guess


i loved a man once, i knew
he'd make my days go from blue
but in reality i see my love for him
was not the same as his for me
he wanted me for my body
but i know that i am a queen and i will reign supreme


i know that misconception was a key in side tracking my reality
see, now i know he had the veil pulled over my face
yes i know
i had to learn the troublesome way
but tomorrow is indeed a brand new day
a brand new day


i loved that man once, its true
he had such a charm, one that's lovable
but over time it fades away and he's revealed
that charmful man turned into a monster
one that seems unreal
he preyed on my soul, one that once was free
i thought he could have been my king, but i was wrong it seems


i know that misconception was a key in side tracking my reality
see, now i know he had the veil pulled over my face
yes, i know that i had to learn the troublesome way
but tomorrow is indeed a brand new day
i know i loved him so
but over time i had to let him go


i learned a lesson, one thats valuable
beware who you love
or then you're the fool
a fool in love is followed by foolish actions
let me break it down to you like a fraction
its a chain reaction
dont let a monster get the chance to steal your crown
cause to be honest
he's not even worth your frown...

Locutus 2.0

Dedicated to our fallen troops

To The Fallen

When all is said and done
And all the battles have been won
When the war's wounds have been healed
And our cups of ale have been filled
Then we shall toast merrily high and high
And toast to the fallen till the morning nigh

no1uvintrest

uhm... i was angry at the time?



maaaayne
F*CK LOVE

and all that **** stand for

i dunno
maybe its cause i been there before

but destitute was THAT situation
that B*TCH love is a prostitute...
givin EVERYdamnBODY a turn...

the F*CK she thinks she is
i aint gonna front tho
she got that GOOD sh*t
the type that has you strung out BEGGIN fo mo
she'll treat you how you want to be treated for just the right price

that B*TCH love is a professional drug dealer...
she might as well open up a F*CKIN pharmacy
she gets you higher than any WEED you will ever smoke
take you on more trips than LSD could EVER give
give you that near death experience worse than KETAMINE when she leaves
that loose B*TCH love will use you up and spit you the F*CK out

like a piece of gum when the flavor's all gone...
this sh*t is all KINDS of wrong
she'll f*ck up your life and she aint but a WORD...
got your mind all f*cked up cause after you had her she's all you think about
she's the best kinda hoe there is...
the kind with regular clients...
even the UNSATISFIED customers come back to give her another try...
i bet you you're a client and didnt even know...
and right now for you, she's puttin on a f*ckin show...
she's grindin and ridin the SH*T outta your heart...
she's teasin
she's pleasin
she's playin her part just like you like it...

f*ck HER...
that HOE...that B*TCH...
or better yet STREET PHARMACIST...
that USER...
F*CKIN ABUSER...
i HATE her cause i want her
cause she gave me a F*CKIN TASTE...
and thats all it takes...

the downward spiral of a love abuser...
cause she DAYUMsure aint something you get to keep...
she's that quick fix you get when your high is wearin off...
and sometimes you get a bad batch that will make you wanna swear off...

she spreads them legs and lets you in
business is her game and extasy she's givin...
so go 'head...
step into her office...
"room for one?
oh and dont worry bout the bill... i'll put it on your tab..."
now aint THAT SOME SH*T...
double your pleasure she will when she drugs you then f*cks you just right...
that b*tch is a force to reckon with, im proof of it...
needle marks from the injections she gave me...
black lungs from the high she gave me oh so regularly...
red eyes from the tears of withdrawl...
when she left me the price was on the table...

so yea
F*CK LOVE

and the SH*T HORSE that ***** rode in on...
for leavin me in a lifetime of pain...
and i know to you im speakin in vain...
but its ok...
one day
you'll feel the same...

no1uvintrest

Angela...


i looked at you and i felt this thing...
i cant believe again, this is happening...
so i put an extra sway
as i walked your way
i said "hey"
and you smiled
and said "hi"
im not gonna lie
i melted a little bit...
i just cant get over how i met you that day
when i strayed
then swayed
then began to play
that...
age old game
between woman and a man
when i feign...
playing hard to get
my trap was set...
and still...
sultry and seductive
was how i played my cards
it didnt take much on MY part...
but then again...
it never does...
i knew that i wanted you...
and i knew what it took to complete that mission...
this isnt fiction
no...
not this story
not this time
but im speakin ahead of this timeline...
but like i was sayin
i wanted you
in ways you couldnt imagine...
just thinkin about again it gets me ready
but i had to keep my cool steady...
cant make things seem out of place
but hey... even if they do i still have this ACE
up my sleeve
that night i had you mesmerized
so you COULDNT leave...
i had you in every way imaginable
i did it for you just the way you liked it
and then just like that
i was gone
my job was done...
Angela Smith was the name i gave you
Indigo-Dawn is my middle name wich i felt no need to give
damn boo you made it so easy
when i made it seem like love
i heard the chemo wasnt going so great
and to think it all started with me sealing your fate
on our date
i coldnt wait...
and neither could you
so the condom that wold have normally been there
wasnt...
you started to...
but didnt follow thru
Angela
Indigo-
Dawn
Smith
is my name
and playin with the game of life is my profession...
and now that i have you as a client
this conversation
much like your life as you know it
is over...
such a shame too...
but the game was fun
dont you think?
Angela Indigo-Dawn Smith...
such a pretty name...
one night with me
and you'll never be the same...

....sometimes curiosity really DOES KILL...
...PROTECTION... USE IT

Locutus 2.0

Freedom's Witness

They came from every mountain top
They came from every hill
Slaves freed from blindness
Slaves with new free will

They carried with them dreams
And ON them carried scars
Long lasting reminders of
Chasing for what is ours

Death followed them like hounds
Death lay on their doors
Yet bravely they walked on
Up the steps, they said "no more"

Through fire they survived
Changed, stronger than before
With the strength and prayers of their ancestors
With the love of all who came before

And so we ask their children's children
Generations and years removed
How will you carry on and on
Will you be greatly moved?

Will you bow down, eyes closed
Nodding in reverence
Those whom chain you and claim you
With none but hostile temperance?

Will you leave your loved ones behind
Alone, cold, caught in wolves claws?
Will you battle or surrender
To those whom lay down, on you, the law?

Or will you stand up… proudly…
Breaking shackles loose, free of pain?
No longer selling your soul, your body
For the short burst of emotional gain

Will you rise proudly, as does the morning sun
Beckoning change, calling for renewal
Calling for hope, calling for justice
Calling for the day freedom is your true jewel?

Will you?



by Shawn Jackson (Loc)

Locutus 2.0

Hot stuff, sis!!!

*bows to Entrigue*