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Apology to Pac

10/31/2014

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I remember hearing about you when I was young
Heard a lot more when I got older
Pac was the greatest, ain’t no rapper been colder
But I didn’t get it, just couldn’t understand how
Thought they only liked you for your innovative sound
Where most people saw a prophet
I only saw another gansta rapper who happened to sound different
Foolish of me not to give your art my attention
But eventually I learned you were not all that you seemed
I mean, my God
We both found peace looking into a starry starry night with Don Mclean
How I wish I could’ve conversed with you,
One overwhelmed nigga to another
Two young brothas who could only find parental love from their mothers’
And I been thinking constantly about the kingdom I have to grow
Because much like you, I had no father to leave me a throne
I know somewhat about what you went through
And of the thoughts that ate at you while you were all alone
Because some of these thoughts,
They are my own
I apologize that I did not realize
That your eyes,
They were open
Not closed
That fuckin bitches, getting money, and gang violence
Wasn’t the nature of your soul
Like Vincent Van Gogh,
In your own way you tried to set them free
I see now a man who contemplated what it is
To be
Finding parts of you in me has left my insanity sedated
Dear Tupac,
You are appreciated

Island ✓

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Motion

10/31/2014

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The moment is quiet
Not a sound anywhere
What is going on
They all stand and stare

Help is on the way
As we go on our journey
Let us never give up
Enjoy what we see

The poetry Site changes
More people quietly write
Lets continue to speed up
The faster we go the more light

Lets keep this poetry in motion
Appreciate the kind of people
They want to share
Their thoughts and feelings

The moment is loud now
The mood is growing
And more will come
Take the opportunity
Live for the moment
Learn from the past
Excel in the future

Let's keep our minds active
Share what we have
Unless we express ourselves....
No one will know
Sometimes not even you

BambI LIVe ✓

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The Sea washes Up

10/30/2014

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The pebbles on the beach
are brown and grey
under soapy foamy sea
water, under my feet,
as the sea washes up
my dirty flip flops.

AM Spence ✓

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The Solar Seat of the Soul

10/29/2014

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In the burning cauldron of the solar seat of the soul
Everything goes, everything you've ever known.
All those things you have consumed are taken
Shaken, and sold - in the solar seat of the soul.
Where do they go?
Only God knows, how far things go in the solar seat of the soul.
Where do they end?
Only I guess, for the answer has yet to manifest.

The fire its burned, for ages and ages
Nothing can end it, not even the sages
Onward it radiates endlessly in the heat
What a loyal soul this furnace does meet
Always ready to feed upon greed of eternal karma
The engine that runs upon selfish dharma

It is not evil, though there is no such thing
It is a manifestation of consciousness
Let it do its thing.

But no control?
That is madness, there must rules against sadness!
No, never rules, for they encourage fools and dull tools
Rules may exist but not for when the heart sings
Rules are of the mind, and it is the mind that they ring
Over and over, rules imply closure, yet truly we know
This thing's never over.

The Manifestor

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Hourly

10/29/2014

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Thusly
All Things Huskily Rustling
Hissing and Fussing and tustling and bustling
Wherefore and why-fore doth thou spiral so?
Ever downward, never upward.
Seek light,love,and life friend.
May you find your way
May I find mine.

Kregatch

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Unsure

10/29/2014

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Then let go
Feel the way
Then let go
Never stop to pay
Always go to the top
The world is there
Never go to slow
There is nothing down there
Stop Wait
Go and explore
The colors are what we want to be

BambI LIVe ✓

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A Laura I know

10/29/2014

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She looks kind of like Laura
One of the Lauras I know
I wonder if Laura would ever speak to me
If we met in a train on the go

We have never really talked that much
Yet I dare to say:

She's a Laura I know

Mathias Verrier ✓

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Early Morning Bedtime

10/29/2014

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An outline of a person
shambles through the house,
unresponsive to my calls
He doesn't do much
except exist and
occupy space
The hours go by,
no food, no rest.
Not tired, not hungry.
when the Specter is at ease
He'll sleep at last
until it shows itself again

Vagrant Gilt ✓

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+263

10/29/2014

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Closed minds behind closed doors behind High walls
Surrounded by fountains of tears, walls moulded of fears
A city crowded with seers, crippled with unseen desires
Masses of disciples thirsty for an answer become wisps ready to follow gale
Judge I shall not but hear ye lest you scorch in eternal flames
Famished souls enclosed in filled cases satisfied by temporary pleasures.
Portly Covetous schemers, bald headed pot-belly bearers succumb to selfish pressures
Leaving meagre crumbs for the trodden to trample each other for
My country your country our country exists no more

Look to the East look to the West or maybe down South
A nation of vagrants, bowl in hand, living from hand to mouth
Look to the East look to the West or maybe down South
They don’t have the answers!
Look to the East look to the West look in the mirror
Does the enemy become clearer?
Does the conversation become deeper?
Dare to visualize a brighter dawn,Dreams aborted
My country your country our country exists no more.

ClintWorldPiece ✓

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the cycle

10/28/2014

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arduous feelings
dragging through life
across a barren reef
cuts and bruises
shirt collar stretched
pulled towards something
hallways of sorrow
light at the end
infinite violet

beatcreature ✓

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The One

10/28/2014

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Allow me to introduce my Self
The manifestor of sensory stealth.
I inspire all with my thoughtful wealth;
Schools of thought are on my belt.

I know my prowess can be felt,
The rhyme scheme is consistent
Until it I can do without.

Knowing when to break things up
And when to draw connections--
The Manifestor is of infinite directions.

If you have begun to understand
You will see I have a plan.
A promised goal of man
Yet to manifest in this land.

Take your hand.

The Manifestor

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The path i follow

10/28/2014

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Crack bang boom my head falls of my shoulder as if ive lost myself but i know
who i am or at least i think i do
Is it a crime to wonder through life like you have a purpouse when your really walking aroumd aimlessly ? I guess not but it fells as if it is
am i just saying the thought of all? I could just be the echos of myself lost in my own mind

The Catalyst ✓

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Aloneness

10/28/2014

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I like being alone. Zoned into cold focus, roaming my soul. No approaches means no reproaches, no burdens at all. Nothing to do, a blank wall's a comfortable view, while multiple fools lead to rumbling feuds. I'd rather slumber, it's cool. Or be awake in silence, thanking my eyelids for blinding me from blatant disquiet. Gaze at horizons, seeing all the space that comprise them.

Unknown

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Remember

10/28/2014

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Baggie of ketamine opened up on the dresser
TV playin Hesher
Hand on the Bacardi
It's a one man party
Laptop in the lap stops thoughts black that often come back
Carrying caps into class for addict's cash
Half for grass, half for a lass, or just her ass
A million minutes elapsed, spent half of that on my ass
Measured in beers smashed and cigarettes ashed

riemann

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I Tried Rapping...It Didn't Work

10/28/2014

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You can’t hold me back steady movin forward
I could drop the hottest verse only using four words
Hardened by life, not the streets
With a flow so hot call me mr heat
Or mister E, cause I’m a mystery
And I dont give a fuck if you missin me, uh
Matter fact Id be missin’ me too
Got twice your talent call me Mr Me Too
They see me ballin out and say damn he doin fine
Fuck right I am, no thanks to you, get back in the line

Nick R ✓

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some dumb shit

10/28/2014

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i like em brown, yellow, puerto rican or turkish
when it comes to rap, man, you know that i merc shit
when it comes to flows i aint even gotta work it
i just wanna kick back and act all stupid
but i'm smart too
people walkin around like judy judgin who's who
i'm sippin yoohoo with sun tzu while ya lame crew end up in some doo doo
like who knew?
yeah i did
i read bars under my eyelids

yung gmail fka crispy cee ✓

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Photos

10/28/2014

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Ive got a hangover bigger than Chris Farley,
need to pick up some pills,gotta take the Harley
it's a beautiful day, no constriction
girl come here and hop on this dick-tion...ary it aint bad unless you're mad
and if you're mad then things ain't that bad
cause you're something else
and i say that with truth
now let me kiss you in that photo booth
and we'll forgot the world outside

Unknown

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The pebbles on the beachare brown and greyunder soapy foamy seawater, under my feet,as the sea washes upmy dirty flip flops. AM Spence ✓

ThuslyAll Things Huskily RustlingHissing and Fussing and tustling and bustlingWherefore and why-fore doth thou spiral so?Ever downward, never upward. Seek light,love,and life friend.May you find your wayMay I find mine.Kregatch

Then let goFeel the wayThen let go Never stop to payAlways go to the topThe world is thereNever go to slowThere is nothing down thereStop Wait Go and explore The colors are what we want to beBambI LIVe ✓

She looks kind of like LauraOne of the Lauras I knowI wonder if Laura would ever speak to meIf we met in a train on the goWe have never really talked that muchYet I dare to say:She's a Laura I knowMathias Verrier ✓

An outline of a personshambles through the house,unresponsive to my callsHe doesn't do muchexcept exist andoccupy spaceThe hours go by,no food, no rest.Not tired, not hungry.when the Specter is at easeHe'll sleep at lastuntil it shows itself againVagrant Gilt ✓

arduous feelingsdragging through lifeacross a barren reefcuts and bruisesshirt collar stretchedpulled towards somethinghallways of sorrowlight at the endinfinite violetbeatcreature ✓

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The pebbles on the beach
are brown and grey
under soapy foamy sea
water, under my feet,
as the sea washes up
my dirty flip flops.

AM Spence ✓

Thusly
All Things Huskily Rustling
Hissing and Fussing and tustling and bustling
Wherefore and why-fore doth thou spiral so?
Ever downward, never upward.
Seek light,love,and life friend.
May you find your way
May I find mine.

Kregatch

Then let go
Feel the way
Then let go
Never stop to pay
Always go to the top
The world is there
Never go to slow
There is nothing down there
Stop Wait
Go and explore
The colors are what we want to be

BambI LIVe ✓

She looks kind of like Laura
One of the Lauras I know
I wonder if Laura would ever speak to me
If we met in a train on the go

We have never really talked that much
Yet I dare to say:

She's a Laura I know

Mathias Verrier ✓

An outline of a person
shambles through the house,
unresponsive to my calls
He doesn't do much
except exist and
occupy space
The hours go by,
no food, no rest.
Not tired, not hungry.
when the Specter is at ease
He'll sleep at last
until it shows itself again

Vagrant Gilt ✓

arduous feelings
dragging through life
across a barren reef
cuts and bruises
shirt collar stretched
pulled towards something
hallways of sorrow
light at the end
infinite violet

beatcreature ✓