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Poet?

This pen of mine has been defined as colder thenna genocide in winter time when kids are dying at dinner time with injured spines when their nine...
And with this mic I lift there eyes as if there blind or hypnotised with and by wicked lies and fix their sight like the spit from Christ....
I wrote this ish years ago and it still applies so maybe y'all just didn't hear it right cause it's clear as ice!
Sins a crime and sentenced with eternal death and Its repentance or its burning flesh burning fresh
Ending with worse effects then purchased sex with nervous wrecks on Percacet in nursing beds with birth defects...and it hurts my chest...
But it hurts more than the words express a minute of its worse then death and ain't any of it worth the stress...Earth a test so I'm first to bless...I learned the steps, turned from death and concerned the rest as the verse connects and the Word reflects...jerking necks
I just hope I pass it and you know I'm asking God to show compassion. For He knows my actions and how throwed my past is..
Close my casket or throw my ashes, into the wind as it blows right past, beginning to end and my whole life flashes and forgive me for them for you know I've asked it...baby
Today I know my debt is paid.. Seems like yesterday my head would say to me everyday that I was headed straight to hell that I would never make it to heavens gate ..
That's the best mistake the devil ever made cuz he's a clever snake
Now I'm spittin it back with intentions to rap it in the devil's face yesterday...
 
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Contemplation, complications
Confirmation,
Operation dominatrix proclamation.
Doctor Patient, God or Satan,
Not debating, y'all are crazy as a soccer lady at a soccer game with all her babies..
It's all amazing...what y'all are facings exaulterating
...it's raw filletts, off a blade,
False or fake? Its the truth, ud have Call an agent off the matrix to get me moved...
I just refuse,
country blues, hunky due, something new,
Humpty Dumpty flew Something something Rude.
Who doesn't want me to? ....
All recluced Jolly mood ...golly dude all confused
 
Ima poet and I know it slow it.
..flow is
over flowing over oceans...
Sending Motor boats into Oakland rowin..

Sendin roller coasters, over broken,
coast to coast, so hes coastin,
no emotion shown hes cold and frozen
he's dope enuff to open up overdosing
..the way I wrote these flows you thought I took soldier potion...only jokin
It's over tho....I'll do another show some other time...I'm busy working overtime...
So were fine. Welcome to a.poets mind

Coldly spoken...
Yes I spake it....confess my greatness, investigate it, don't test my patience..
Unless im naked and your led by Satan...
While your heads vibratin..from med eye cation..
Check my cadence...the dead lye waiting bed side bakin
, Yes I'm strange, if my best mind frame could bless my game
I'd bend time space, and end time late
 
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Whiterain

Get me off of this planet
I'm not even going to attempt to critique this bleeding work, I barely even want to know you, stranger.

I pray on the game of ignorance and chance, it's much more thrilling and the ultimate test of mettle and bravado and what is truly known to you, albeit riske' some. Mock gramma.

Peeps walk around testing the mettle these days, you can just do anything but react naturally. Nay, ye' must refrain from the dominating.

'Tis a true age of... thesaurus.... "CRAVENS," yet I'm not one to judge and only be judged.
 

Whiterain

Get me off of this planet
Lol what do you mean by bleeding work. Lol and what do u mean I barly even want to know you lol... Please please tell me

I'm just antagonizing you.. Felt like some Tom Foolery.

I have to remember trolling is against the rules.

I wouldn't call your work quite poetry, it's a bit more like "rambling" than poetry.

When I attempt to write something poetic I keep the verses short and in short parables trying to bring an inflection of emotional stimulation, like beauty, roses, joy, sunshine, sadness, emptiness, anger, ignorance.

That is an effect you should want and the power of poetry, short, powerful compositions which should be fluid and beautiful. You're work seems like some a venting of some inner comprehensions your stewing on.


Cheers, good luck.
 
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