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Freestyle Poets
Only post freestyle poems here.
We Made It
Baby we made it
Through the traps and trenches
And ditches they put in front us
Trying to destroy and end us
All at once
Our ancestors once slave breaking their backs in the cotton fields
Dirt Roads of Mexico
Dirt Roads in Mexico
From our village to nearby mountains
we walk a dirt road -
curves and wanderings, dips, and rises,
like a human body,
Living The Good Rich Life
What will be so great about living the good life is that I won't have to worry about anymore financial woes. My life would be great if I were to win the $1 billion lottery.
Writing Poems
I write poems to express myself. I write poems because I really need to be heard from. When writing poetry, it makes me want to talk about favorite TV shows, music, world crisis, whatever.
Whatever It Takes
Despite all limitations, I want to make a name for myself. Despite having autism, mild MR, and OCD, I still want to be famous for my poems and short stories.
I'm Drug-Free
Just because I don't do drugs, let alone marijuana, doesn't mean I'm a wimp or a chicken. Being drug-free has, and will always be, the greatest moment of my life.
Quickie
Here I am again
Up late, wasting time
Up late, is it such a crime?
To procrastinate,
it's not too late
To write some more shit
breaking words, bit by bit
Oh how rhyming can move you
Reloaded 2011
The freestyle poet is back
All need is for God and a pistol to have my back
You gotta read things thoroughly before you start to react
I got doubt and suckas tryin to put weight on my back
Basic Instuctions (Let it Out) It's ok
Up all night.. thinking about everything
Everyone who used to be there now their gone
What goes around comes around
So fuck it homie
I'm striaght this time
I can shut it down all by myself
Motion
The zombies come out at night
Got drugs Got money ain’t no cops in site
I know some killers in the streets that committed many crimes
I’m a united world poet I got many lines
chest pain
I CAN KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE.
THE ONLY THING THAT BETRAYS ME IS MY HEARTS RACE.AND THE THOUGHT OF ME
BELIEVING THAT THERE IS NO LOVE LEFT ANYWHERE FOR Me HURTS MORE THAN THE
PoEtEsS RaNt (Free-style)
The heart of a woman holds many secrets
Shhhh...I'll never reveal mine
Sublime, I'm at my prime
Tote the line, yet I'm conservative
Superlative conjecture may make one
Random Thoughts...
These bones
These eyes
This mouth
These thighs
Early morning dew drops
Greet me as I rise
Will you help protect me as I break down my disguise?
You see I’ve been hurt
By someone deeply
Freeze Frame Freestyle
Guilty pleasures his scent I catch
only by chance...unrealized romance at hand.
Somewhat cute, probably a brute...yet I salute you.
Scream
Empirical data suggests that I don't get vexed at the fact
men of substance don't text me, message me, or sex me.
Yet the best be trivial thieves...Chest heaves at the thought of
Few Lines
Solo4Life back
Death-To-The-World ain’t a poet ready for that
Stress in the world gotta keep your morals intact
Sex in the world yourself you gotta protect
Freestylin' Twice
Again
Again I must once more send
the lyrics of my words not devine
Not of the devine being but such that chills run down my readers' spine cus
Soul
Your soul is not shared but only cared by yourself
The ego can kill it
And super ego can sell it
Buy diamonds and caskets
And small bars and skin jackets
Get high off your pretty
Hospitality
Great, my legs hurt again
Got another 14 hours at work again
And I know I should be glad that I have a job
But when you're working for snobs
And you give everything that you've got
And they don’t leave any change in the pot?
I’m trying to make a living
Why are people not giving?
I should give it up and give in
Charitable tendencies are missing
You earn over £1000 a week!
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