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 Author Thread: Which famous writers rock your sox?:)
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 37 (view)
 
Which famous writers rock your sox?:)
Posted: 2/15/2006 8:07:57 PM
This is going to be list so customized to my flavor... most you will not know who they are..anyway. hope you explore

One Love

Tish Benson
Saul Williams
Kamau Daaood
Ntzoke Shange
August Wilson
Sean Carter
Ralph Ellison
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 74 (view)
 
A red rose is like an empty roll of toilet paper
Posted: 2/13/2006 3:59:49 PM
hey..this seems fun I wanna try........


A red rose is like an empty roll of toilet paper:
A good gift for a number two, but not quite good enough for that special one…

next:


A live without love is like being on a hot air balloon ...
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 538 (view)
 
Favorite Quotes
Posted: 2/10/2006 11:01:54 AM
"It's not so much that pen is mightier than the sword....the pen is a sword without an ego." M1


I quoted myself...what a vain bastid I am!
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 673 (view)
 
Tool - Enema
Posted: 2/10/2006 9:48:04 AM
This substance of this song is the illest....enjoy
M1



Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim.

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

**** L Ron Hubbard and
**** all his clones.
**** all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

**** retro anything.
**** your tattoos.
**** all you junkies and
**** your short memory.

Learn to swim.

**** smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
**** these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
put it down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 2582 (view)
 
Untitled
Posted: 2/9/2006 1:02:36 PM
^^^^Dayum.. That was Nice....

Untitled.

Her words bury themselves under my corneas
Impregnating my brain with visualizations
Of us chopping up verbal truths
In the upper rooms of thought

I would die 100 times by my own hands
And be born and re-born again
As her
Just so I can completely understand
This “thing” we have

I’d gladly trade the entire bounty
Of this broken world
To merely be a fixture
In her universal reality

The shadow haunting her bare feet ...
The grass cushioning beneath it ...
The trees that lends shade ...
The sarong clutching her hips...

All that shit …
If her heart’s spotlight would bequeath
Me a fraction of a second
And a ration of affection

All that …

For my name to appear
On one small cardboard box
In the attic of her memory

To me
She
Supreme Entity in Living Form
I was born to simply adore her
And adorn her with the
Finest jewels from both worlds


Peace,

M1
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 3 (view)
 
For God's Daughter
Posted: 2/8/2006 4:49:11 PM
Thanks! ..Good looking out Bruh, I really appreciate the feedback.
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 1 (view)
 
For God's Daughter
Posted: 2/8/2006 1:42:46 PM
For Gods Daughter

It’s early
The birds yawn
The trees stretch
Doing yoga by the water lilies
Sweet like dew on mint leaves
She’s a flower in the earth’s morning hair
Her beauty slaughters my confidence
Unsure if rose petals or barbwire awaits me
On the ledge of her lips
She could murder me with a glimpse
Contemplating
What will be my poetic compensation?
My dear is a fragment of the divine
Made me take a trip in the mind
And carve an oasis
Into the thin wooden pages of time
See
Her today is
My tomorrow
And if I could borrow a minute
From her mental clock
I would spend it
Tilling the soil in her garden of thought
And offering these simple words as water
To baptize a blossoming heart
Poetry is the spirits harvest
And God’s daughter
Had me
Laid out flatly
Like a sour
Apple-colored dollar
In the church collection plate
I seek the donation of her affection
Her face hangs on the halls of my metal walls
She carves smiles on each tree
In the forest of my memory
She is the sunrise dancing on my eyelids
I feel as if following her laughter may lead me to my unborn children
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 3 (view)
 
Die B**** Die: A Brokenhearted Love Poem
Posted: 2/6/2006 5:53:25 PM
yeah, I know.. it's a piece about perfectly sane emotions in a not sane period of my life...
thanks for reading....
 m1
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 1 (view)
 
Die B**** Die: A Brokenhearted Love Poem
Posted: 2/6/2006 3:54:30 PM
Die B**** Die: A Love Poem

Inhaled her air completely
Now I fast on a strict diet of carbon dioxide
Collapsing my chest
Just to blow her stale ass outta of my lungs
Exiled moonchild
From the land where artistic deities
Chew truths that move at 186,000 miles per hour
Then conjure bubbles of flaming sun

Tore her pages from the rhyme book.s
Bodied the relationship
Rained hateful confetti
Gleefully on an unmarked grave
Karma stripped her nameless
She no longer deserves a single leaf
In the forest of my memory

Murdered every heroic thought of her
Bury them in some irrelevant martyrdom
I wish these feelings reborn through
Her wombs door
So she’ll experience the pangs of
Labor compensated solely by
The emotional turmoil
Of eternal post-partum

She’s feeling outta place now
Filling uncomfortable places
Awkward in spaces like the fifth pallbearer
Losing her footing in white stilettos

Disrespectful ****

Waiting in vain
Contempt perched on lips
Like vultures who circle immortals
Threatening to feed off infinity’s ribs
Praying for my down fall
Preying upon my kindness
Regurgitating a spineless snakes logic
Why do reptiles stay frontin’?
She thinks she’s slick
While deep within her leagues of skin
She’s without any real reasons to exist

Besides
Pimping her p**sy has always
Been a deeper commitment than excavating
Supreme self
Cut cancer outta my imagination
Wash the salt out of my minds eye
Blinded by my own regret
Please
Die B**** Die!
 
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