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Poem Details | by rahul bhatia |
Categories: hip hop, hope, inspiration, love hurts, poems, rap,

Love or Help

You live to love, When you love to give. That life you never had Like forever, had no wealth. Still had a hand to help. All I have is dreams for myself grand plans for world and words to rhyme with strength. The world will change, it depends on range of rage or love we raise. Well thats a phase of world, where we stay some for months, some for days or its a game we play and score to glee. All above, We live to love and we need to give.


Poem Details | by Knowledge Hill |
Categories: art, beautiful, beauty, care, cheer up, cute love, hip hop,

The Fork in the Road

I can give a chick an option
And she'll pick the other path
Just to divide herself 
Like she out here doing math
Calculating all the ways things can go bad
She don't understand happiness
Cause she's used to being sad
I grab her by the hand
And slightly stroke her on the face
Tell her I want to be her man
But to this touch, she can't relate
She stuck in the past
But we've all made mistakes
She think all I want is ass
But I'll work hard for 1st base
Just to round 2nd 
After days of going on dates
I want to slide home
But for her, I have to wait
I'm ol skool baby
I do things a different way
Been retired my jersey
I ain't got no time for games
I love a good challenge
So I play to win
I'm trying to be your future
So my time, I present
Your beauty is a present
Let me bask your presence
I want you to be my woman
So let me be your man


Poem Details | by Sam Perkins |
Categories: confusion, deep, feelings, hip hop, moving on, poetry, rap,

LOVE, The Illusion

There's a rehearsal in the castle, cult party masquerading on the dance floor latin verse sermons the words heard will entrance you, transfix you,
The devil advances towards you and sits you around the marble table where we talk about our carnal instincts and every situation that we find ourselves deep in
Morning star calling from the depth of his evil pits where I sleep on bed of nails just to hammer down my dreams with something more uncomfortable than standing on ya steep cliff.
Cold and lonely only having ghosts here to speak with about the meanings of life and the lies that we keep hid.
Within controlling moments of emotions that we sink in and sync with relations on a basis of us needing to create a status where were being with each other cos we're linking and we discover that we break it.....now we're seeing our relationship sinking it sinks to the deep abyss 
My vision is impaired by unclear scenes I'm witnessing and feeling sickened to the stomach from the butterflies in flight when my gut instinct senses some lies from bad vibes I'm like 
Am I jumping to conclusions straining to think straight brain becomes a nuisance
Am I jumping to conclusions the illusion of love is still just as intrusive.

And I'm tryna figure out what to do brain doing figure eights tryna draw up clue to this mad moment
I feel clueless in bad moods, usually I'm living as if I've something to lose 
And now I'm tryna figure out what to do blaming you isn't saving myself from the truth proving our pacts broken....
......Will I think logical or act on emotion when I'm tryna figure out what to do brain doing figure eights tryna draw up clue to this mad moment
I feel brutal in bad moods, cluelessly now living as if I've nothing to lose 
And I'm tryna figure out what to do thinking of a better way to proceed to see all this bull through re-evaluating recent events judging my errors bearing in mind I'm civil and often couldn't be fairer 
Anything I tell you isn't out of a conscience I'm conscious but I'm hurting inside and this stomach aches constant
I've put up with this nonsense dealing with ghosts
Like sometimes it bothers me and sometimes it don't 


Poem Details | by Jeffrey Lee |
Categories: community, culture, family, hip hop, love, urban, youth,

HIP HOP

Give me a beat and mic
I’ll recite what I write
Let me tell you a story of the hardships of life
How to survive poverty and strife
It’s the lifestyle of the youth
Through the music it speaks the truth 
Everyone became more diversified
We found the truth when the elders lied 
It reminds us of our strength and unity
Never about self but just about family
It changed the world of fashion
A culture religion; it’s how we living
Always breaking racial barriers and it binds us
Together we learned how to love and trust
It teaches us black lives matter
Poetic black youth spit verses and their pockets got fatter 
Many become urban legends and stars
It taught us to dream big and we can go far
What we say, wear, eat, drink, and think
Don’t turn your heads and don’t even blink
This thing you were scare of and wanted to stop
You can’t it’s the fabric of America, HIP HOP


Poem Details | by Shawn Tan |
Categories: cheer up, dedication, devotion, dream, emotions, feelings, first love, for her, future, girl, girlfriend, happiness, happy, hip hop, i love you, joy, life, love, love hurts, miss you, missing you, paradise, rap, romance, romantic, sad, sad love, soldier, song, true love,

Soldier of Pain

In the beginning before you, there was only the desolate darkness.
Just like in the Bible, two people were created for each other.
The creation of a beautiful paradise just for you and I.
To spend our precious time together in lovely bliss forever high.
The only differences are that it ain't called Eden, I'm not Adam, you're not Eve.
And a place where evil cannot enter to taint your pure and jovial soul.
So worry not about the evil snake because I'm there to fend it off.
Your safety and sanity are my utmost priority for eternity.
God gave me full responsibility to ensure this world does not fall into calamity.
I shall share all the burden that you carry so that you can be happy.
To ensure that you and I can sustain our dream to be happy together.
Because only when you're happy then can that dream truly become our future.
For this is my holy duty as your soldier of pain.


Notes
This is a slightly modified verse from a rap I wrote (under the same title of this poem/verse) dedicated to my clinically depressed ex-girlfriend whom I loved dearly to cheer her up but ultimately made her feel worse for some reason and she broke up with meThe verse is about me trying my absolute best to protect my ex from all the pain or sadness that she may be susceptible to due to her depression as making her happy was one of my promises to her, which I failed to honor...

I'm not here for sympathy but I'm posting it here so that at least someone else can read it and hopefully enjoy it:-) 

Oh and it's not meant to be religious either since both of us are not, I just used the Bible as an inspiration for this verse.


Poem Details | by Shawn Tan |
Categories: emotions, faith, feelings, first love, for her, forgiveness, girl, girlfriend, heartbreak, heartbroken, hip hop, hope, how i feel, i love you, lost love, love, love hurts, pain, rap, relationship, romance, sad love, song, sorrow, true love,

The Promise

Fast forward to the mysterious gift known as the present.
I finally accepted her into my monotonous life's content.
I thought my knowledge of survival made me super duper clever.
But even the cleverest has flaws that can make em ever wiser.
Acknowledging it is good but patching it up is even better.
Through her them flaws got exposed like there's no tomorrow.
But as it showed, I didn't anticipate it would bring her so much sorrow.
The amount of pain I brought can only be reconciled by the power of time.
I made a promise that I’ll never leave her for anyone else for a lifetime.
No matter how short we’ve only been together as partners in crime.
I intend to keep that promise regardless of the challenges that may chime!
So baby, I’ll be right here waiting for you through rain or shine.

Author's notes
This is extracted from a verse from another rap I wrote under a different name, the intent of it however, is much like the Soldier of Pain poem I posted

Hope you guys enjoy it:)


Poem Details | by Ewatomi Bolutife |
Categories: beauty, desire, funny love, green, hip hop, rap, romance,

Love-Win

That kinda morning
Just outta bed and yawning
Had a cold night that got me snoring 
It really seemed interesting
Got down on my kneels and 
yea dats me praying

Walking out to the field for my morning jogging
Caught this dishy dude, somewhere behind me staring
Came up to me, 
And like hey girl how’re you doing
Ignored him like I don’t care 
And was just minding my doing

Hours later I caught myself up drooling
Not knowing what was happening, 
I heard my heart pounding
What have you done to me doodie,
cos of ya I’m going crazy

Come save me boy, 
cos of u I’m curled up shaking
So caught up in ur love, 
hey see me here drowning

I’m going head over heels
And do u know what that feels
Dude lets make a real deal
I’ll sure seal up all ur ideals 
I’ll show you v got the right skills
Then u’ll know I ain’t need no drills

Cos I got much love
Inherited from above
Ama show you here I’m the boss 
Hell no u can’t kill my runs
and if u try, u r gonna run at loss

   {can go on n on, but hey i hope u feel my rap::: just playing around with words}


Poem Details | by David Rombo |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, hip hop, love, pain, poetry,

OPEN HEART

Pen's on the paper, 
I pour my heart out and I hope you get a taste of,
How I feel these words that I speak are real,
This is my soul in couple of minutes in a rhythm, 

As I talk to you hoping you will listen when I speak,
Maybe I could find myself some peace on release,
Cos these feelings in me keep on clouding my belief,
And I still live conventional, but it's no relief,

I'm falling, like teardrops or raindrops falling,
I can't control it, it's weighing me down,
Heavy my heart, it's the size of my fist,
But it's like handcuffs and it's weighing down my wrist,

Please show me if what I feel is real,
I want to touch it, Coz maybe then I can grab it,
Spin it around, punch it and throw it in the garbage, 
Slaughter it, cut it in half like I would be splitting cabbage, 

Coz I hate these feelings that make me want to say I love you,
You broke me, spit on my heart,  cursed and kicked me,
Beat me like a drum when you told me you don't want me,
But still I can't get over you, guess you meant more to me than I thought.


Poem Details | by Roman Chebukin |
Categories: grief, hip hop, i love you, lost love, love, love hurts,

I will survive

This isn't real, this feeling is slowly consuming me in ways unthought of for a humambeing
He will not serve in my heart, no way, I rebuke and refuse to accept that fact of it being

Go away and don't come back cause no one likes you
You take life, left and right and have no remorse like you don't got a clue

You took her from me, and I will never forget that, but little did you know I will see her again
She will smile that beautiful smile at me once again and you will not be able to breath again

You will suffocate in my success and glory,
God got my back like no other and we know we will prevail like a perfect story

So hold on to your seat because it will be a short ride for you
I will break free from this deseas you placed upon me, that depression will die, you just don't 
Have a clue


Poem Details | by Alex Duffy |
Categories: dedication, deep, dream, hip hop, longing, love,

Love for Hip-Hop

Let's take it back to the days of Melle Mel & Grandmaster Flash
The Rap masters, who actually had swagger
Dr dre, When he was in N.W.A before Death Row records or Aftermath
Ice Cube, Eazy E, Mc Ren & DJ Yella speaking  the truth on records, some thought it was just bad manners
Run DMC taught me to walk this way, I still can't believe Jam Master passed
Public enemy had the courage to fight the power
Both Them and N.W.A spoke about the politicians and real cowards
Gangsta Rap started with none other than Ice-T
Rakim the god MC, was paid in full with the president Eric B
Everyone should know by now that Wu Tang ain't nothing to F with
It still makes me happy to know I share a birthday with Method
I love Redman, but my favourite member is Ghostface Killah
Let me use this line to say Rest in peace to DJ Dilla
Cube got screwed out of money & Dissed N.W.A Hard 
Eazy and Dre fell out over money too & Dre went to Death row for a fresh start
Dre, Snoop Dogg & Tupac would make death row the biggest Label
With P.Diddy, Biggie & Bad Boy at the opposite table
Nas Released Illmatic in 94 and is still considered the greatest album ever
Mobb Deep Came out with shook ones, there's still not many better
In 95 Eazy died of AIDS, but signed Bone Thugs just before he passed
The greatest group in the history of rap
Bad Boy & Death Rows beef was at an all time high
It was Suge Knight vs Diddy, But Biggie and Tupac had to die
Xzibit released his debut album in 96, the year Tupac left the earth
So did Ras Kaas, I fell in love with the way he connects the words
Masta Ace, Big L, Big Pun, Fat Joe all deserve more respect
Chino XL, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, KRS One, Kept their rhymes fresh
LL Cool J & Busta Rhymes always came with a different sound
Then Eminem dropped & instantly came for the crown
Hip-Hop had never seen anyone like him before 
I wish we could go back and stop Jay-Z & Nas's war
2 greats beefing, we didn't need that
50 Came along and Dropped one of the best ever Debut's in Rap
Game also released an incredible debut before his & 50's beef
Studied Hip-hop so I wouldn't be a slave to a page in Nas's rhyme Book
Nate Dogg is forever the King of hooks
Jay-Z & Nas made up & that was a great day for Hip-Hop
50 & Game haven't, that was the only beef that 50's lost
It makes me sad no one seems to mention dipset or the Lox
This is the only love that I haven't lost
I'll always love Old School Hip-Hop











Poem Details | by pat roswell |
Categories: adventure, age, angel, art, beautiful, beauty, best friend, career, change, character, courage, dark, dedication, desire, devotion, emotions, faith, farewell, fear, feelings, forgiveness, fun, future, giving, goodbye, growing up, growth, happiness, happy, heaven, hip hop, how i feel, identity, image, lost, lost love, love, memory, metaphor,

Push Up

i could sit hereday in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil aroundi feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you


just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence





Poem Details | by Keorie McMillan |
Categories: black african american, first love, funny love, girl, happiness, hip hop, i miss you,

Summer rain

I looked upon the stars , When I gazed at your face.
I seen mars & flying cars I hope this vision don't fade
I wonder why these butterflies want escape the base of my brain
Sometimes I think that your love ain't the same.
Your smile turn to a cry like how the sunshine became sudden rain
You bring my heart sudden pain why did you walk away 
All the trust you've gain just to erase.
Please don't change summer rain
Please don't fade summer rain
I need summer rain to make flowers grow
And when the hours go past I laugh at all the things we could've had
Or should've had
Rain pours on the glass after an hour pass 12
And all I can think about is how I needed your help
I wondered what you see in myself
Or did you heal my heart because I needed your help
Summer rain you are so far away.
And Every time I complain you go further in the wind
Some nights I pretend that we'll be one again.
Summer rain summer rain I hate that you faded away
My heart has faded To gray.
Without you My heart is Arizona & California in the summer days. 
You're so far away I prayed for your summer rain


Poem Details | by Wonder Bred |
Categories: feelings, film, hip hop, love, music, rap, spiritual,

Salt Lake Expression

I wrote this on the Salt Lake Express, enjoy.

Salt Lake Expression 

I just got my phone and im travelling home 
I havent been rappin since the age of de la soul
But i happen to imagine the things i dont know 
Its all about where you are, however you go

My jedi mind is tricked out, 
opposite of KISS- i lick it down, 
i am about to be around, 
instantly syncing experience into the sound, so listen now...

Whatever I sample, 
its all too hot to handle, 
i dissipate stress within damsels, 
what's jack and a candlestick without a candle? 
I describe inside my mind simply when i ramble

The rise and fall is epic like that of the Berlin wall, 
hungry cows just in for the green, im herding you all, 
transmitting transitions went from winter to fall, 
this tale you're listening to is legitimate, it isn't tall.

Im like Rafiki just seeking to speak with the king,
i ford rivers to Mordor to find the Lord of the Ring, 
this isn't a hobbit talking but when i walk i sing, 
playing the harp with heart strings, 
hark the lion king 
versus shot in the dark, bark, then endangering, 
i dine with fine eats at a Chinese restaurant called Ming's, 
before the crack im born to rap, let the liberty bell ring.

Crazier than Nicolas cage, 
i face the machine with rage, 
i speak on street corners, concrete is my stage, 
I'm going to flee to Indonesia seeking to speak with a sage

Gourmet food for thought is about to blast off, 
get on this hip hop or listen to Slim and kick rocks in flip flops, 
this is not a shot in the dark or a walk in the park, 
im a man ready on his mark to rock steady like Bob 
and drop heavy as wonder bred never forget that's who brought...

...This to you, get in-tuned 
it's not on your radio so plug in your ipod, 
im not a rhyme god, but I've got my lines off 
like Joseph is how my coat is, mad colors, 
i think the big government is actually a bad brother, 
im blessed since I have my mother, 
and we all are cause we have each other 


Poem Details | by Dominique Johnson |
Categories: hip hop,

It's all love

Back turned on the world ain't nothin for me, wear shades at night protect my eyes from all my glory, true story." Living legend something like Robert Horry, oldest friend that’s still here- shout out to my man Corey
And that was just the intro, just to tease your nympho, allow me to unwind and set the tempo…


Sometimes it’s hard to stay focused

Hocus-pocus, no magic, just a prayer I prayed as I wrote this

And sometimes life is hopeless, but I’d be foolish to give up( in time I learned this)

I’m just thinking aloud now and I find it sad how

The pressures of life make even me wrinkle my brown brow.

It’s hard to imagine- life without passion,

But that’s how it is when all the lights stop flashing.

But don’t stop acting, life is a job that’s never done

Second place is fine but there’s a vacancy at number one.

Sometimes it’s all easy, possibly elementary

While other times it’s harder than a Shakespeare soliloquy.

Sometimes we think that we could make it on our own,

But everyone wants someone to be there when they get home

No one truly ever wants to be alone

Imagine what life would be like if no one dialed your phone.

Everyone’s looking for someone, that minor to make them prominent

The piece to your missing puzzle, the ultimate compliment.

Single is temporary, love’s everlasting feel is imminent.

When you find it, cherish it, and thank God it’s heaven-sent.


Poem Details | by louis brown |
Categories: environment, hip hop,

JUNGLE LOVE

I keep my left foot in the war zone
I keep my right foot in the jungle,
While I scramble for my cheerios[ 0's }
I do it bundle by bundle,

It's the year of gettin' yo' money right
and my pockets are hollow,
I've seen street soldiers fall young
so I dismiss tomorrow,

I keep my head high as look to the sky,
Everyday is like a rerun
So am I chasing a lie?,

I've been in & out of bad places
some filled with villians & shanks,
I put love inside my pistol
But it clapped out blanks,

Because we're roamin' on a cold planet
So the block are gelid,
I anylize my visions of where i'm headed,
I regret my decision & I dred it,

And I wonder will my family mourn,
will I see the Pen again
while i'm being baptized in the storm?,

In the world it's like your days go by slow,
I don't want to miss my loved ones
so I choose to retrospect
I listen to smooth music with my closed,

I think back on my days as a youth,
in the pits of the Game 
I'm wondering did they teach me the truth?


Poem Details | by Julian Miles |
Categories: break up, confusion, farewell, first love, heartbroken, hip hop, love hurts,

Flashback

Was a romance for the booksDidn't care about the looksMaybe a little old school but yea my heart she did be tookBy the way that she could cookAnd the way her body shookAnd the way that she got on top and made it straighter than a rookShe was the wisest on the seenQuick to hustleGet that greenBut little did I know it was a play behind the scenesWhile I'm planning up our wedding you're out doing anything..Legs never closingDumped for a brother with a little more chingSilly grown girl, money isn't everythingBut that just shows that you'd rather be a rich man's whore than a poor man's queenBut I got another girl that will appreciateThe acts of love that I demonstrateShe holds me downKeeps me rightAnd she's always happy love her every nightBut I can't say that it is easyHeck, it's anything from breezyBut what separates her from you is that she told me that she needs meAnd to think I really loved youNever put no one above youBut you were thottin and fire crotchinI should've wore a glove dudeYou were purely acting outNow you're sitting with a poutCuz you're a flashback now       (Inspired by eminem ft Rihanna- love the way you lie.) 


Poem Details | by Wade Greenlee |
Categories: feelings, girlfriend, heart, hip hop, love, music,

Fly Away by my son

Rap from my son that he put into music He was murdered, but his music still lives Typed the way he left it You can hear him on Sound Cloud under Brooks Greenlee.

Once upon a time not long ago, I was so damn lost i not a shred of hope
i didn’t have a home, nowhere to hide, felt like drowning myself in the tears i cried
there you were never showing your fears, he tore your heart out with wasted years
love disappeared then reappeared, cause when i saw you is when i saw clear
you had a man who you still loved
who didn’t see that you’re worth so much
more than the game of hustlin drugs 
you were never enough he ended up locked up
i had a heart that was badly beaten
so many holes in it felt defeated
never would’ve saw the day that you came
singlehandedly put back together the pieces

i took your hand, no words were spoken
we laid in bed and laid our hearts open
made love for the first time that night
never in my life has something felt so right
i could fly away 
just fly away
you showed me the way
to a brighter day
lets fly away

how do you define forever, do you know where it begins
can you grasp the concept of eternity
of life and of love without end
what does forever mean to you, what would you do to achieve it
what lengths would you go to discover the meaning, do you even truly believe it
what forever means to me is something very indeed realistic
beginning with one single moment and a lifetime of being reminiscent
try to recreate that perfect emotion or feeling that you had in the past
for us forever starts tonight baby girl, i won’t let the world have you back

i took your hand, no words were spoken
we laid in bed and laid our hearts open
made love for the first time that night
never in my life has something felt so right
i could fly away 
just fly away
you showed me the way
to a brighter day
lets fly away

i was so lost but now i’ve been found, cause you came in and saved my life
my undying love for you is so profound and for you i will always fight
one by one earn your trust and earn your admiration soon i’ll prove what we have is fate
i’m still lost in a state of pure fascination all the passion we have yet to make
even though it took so damn long and lookin back at all those years that have passed us by
all the times that we were wrong all along so many times that we lived a lie
now we’re fully exploring each other’s mind and body soaring through a velvet sky
we can spread our wings there’s nothing else to stop me from showing you how to fly


Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: blessing, blue, environment, funny love, hip hop,

love sonnet

Love Sonnet 
This afternoon at the local grocer I had bought a bottle of beer
 and a tin of tuna fish and I meet the daughter of the woman
I had been in love with, I had never seen her before and said 
halloo like she knew me and she was as lovely as her mother
wasHer mother came and I said something flattering, they both
smiled knowingly, you can`t fool a woman about loveI`m sure 
her mother had told her daughter of my trips to the post office
where she worked t the timeAnd they have been laughing, not of
derision, but by my inability to express my love openly

I`m telling this because when I came from hospital in December
after collapsing and had been given a pacemaker and the onset of 
the shingles I was in despair both physically and mentally and 
I said if I had died I would have no knowledge about this tristesse
My wife cried and I promised not to speak thus again and I would 
not met the daughter of the woman I loved 


Poem Details | by Brandon Carter |
Categories: hip hop, how i feel, hyperbole, lonely, longing, love,

Abstract Love

Written February 22, 2017


Motivation keeps us dream chasing
Those thoughts that you hold dear to your heart
Until the world falls apart from me missing you
These thoughts of you keep me holding onto
This abstract feeling called love
Now paint a pointillist on a rawhide canvas
On a Native American buffalo drum
But I digress to keep the beat going along
Keep it flowing to waterfalls where angels sing
A song to the siren, listen to her lull you to your last breath
So you thought this was an abstraction of love, not death
But you thought wrong 'cause they're one in the same
It's the name of game when the carousel goes round
Watch it go round, round, and round
A radial diametric where the angles bisect
To prototypes and concepts
From the concave to convex
Do you do it for the money and sex
Or for the only dreamers that we've got left
Yeah you know you've gotta give to receive
This abstract feeling called love


Poem Details | by keith baucum |
Categories: community, culture, dedication, hip hop,

Blue Love - North Carolina

Blue blue blue blue blue blue
Dressed in blue banging North Carolina 
I'm a blue dog I'm a blue dog I'm a blue 
dog
dressed in blue banging North Carolina 
yeah I bleed blue yeah I bleed blue yeah I 
bleed blue
Blue blue blue blue blue blue
I bang my North Carolina State you see 
my North Carolina hat nothing but that
NC state the dog is off the chain the dog is 
off the chain the dog is off the chain
Blue blue blue blue blue blue
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red 
Seven  aka The Brown Philosopher aka 
The Green Poet
I wrote this when I was stupid


Poem Details | by Donna Bellfluer |
Categories: car, color, hip hop, jesus, july, love,

The Job of Paint is that of cream

Yes, Friend

cruising in the manner of an expert...
 
jaguar thats aquired that of the complex features.

similar to that of a racing team.

freshly painted, with the color of fallin snow.

the inside is creamy.


Poem Details | by Kristen Bruni |
Categories: addiction, crazy, hip hop, love hurts,

Spark

There is goes one more time
The spark that ignites when I'm in her mind
The fire that glows either way
if angry if happy on any day

The passion that surrounds us 
wherever we are
plays tricks on my body 
push pull we evolve

Your too near, your too far
Its hard to wrap around
my head all these thoughts
pounding hard with grand sounds

sticky notes placed 
in areas that I know
she will find when we fight
" I love you, you glow" 

Masking emotions so my wall
that I"ve built
Won't come crumbling down 
Then I feel so much guilt

Your too much for my heart
too handle at times 
Songs play in my head
etching loving designs

the bottom line that
results from our bond
that's so strong, stands
as foundation together we belong.


Song Choice : I love the way you lie" by emenim/rhianna


Poem Details | by Joy Nicole |
Categories: black african american, culture, for her, heartbreak, hip hop, love, spoken word,

Sucka Filled Love

*Edited for general audience*

Why do I still blush
when this man 
that’s no good for me,
says something I’m sure 
he says to five other females,
maybe more.

Why do I find myself
hoping that he’ll carry on with me,
knowing that after I’m done 
being made to feel special,
I’m just a fleeting thought
until we find each other… 
…again.

Why do I smile so big 
at a message with no feelings,
just overused words strung together, 
sent by a man 
who probably just got finished 
sliding in someone’s DMs.

Why do I find myself hoping 
that he’ll make a declaration,
when we’ve told each other 
we’re not trying to be serious.
One of us fronting,
rare that it’s both.

Why do I always want
the ones who can’t give me
the things I act like I don’t need.

The ones who flirt with you 
and have sex with someone else 
because they can’t get it from you.

The ones you do love,
and sex good,
yet when he leaves your presence,
you know he’s into other things
that ain’t you.

The ones that don’t flirt,
don’t love you,
and stress to you
how much they hate 
these girls stressing them.
How they wish y'all weren’t friends,
because you're so lowkey 
and would be the perfect girl
because you get him.

Why.

Just why.

Do I take the time
to write out
how much thought I put
into this man,
these men,
those guys.
That only take time out
when it’s “been a minute”,
“Hey big head”,
“What’s up stranger”,
“You cut me off”,
“I just wanted to check on you”,
Season.

Why do I roll my eyes
and smile at these messages,
let the calls go to voicemail 
then send a text hours later.

Why do I hit him with the 
“Whatever"s, 
"Stop frontin”,
“LolNothing."s

Why do I let my feelings 
drag me into these circles,
knowing that they change.

That the same thing 
that makes me smile today,
is the thing that makes me cringe tomorrow.

The man I thought I loved 
to see pop up in my phone, 
I start to wonder why 
I ever got on this ride.

Why.

Just why,

Do I do this to myself?


Poem Details | by Julian Miles |
Categories: cute love, desire, drink, for her, girlfriend, hip hop, sexy,

Club Courtship

We came to start the partyrockGot some Grey Goose, Gin, Red Berry CirocWe're birds of a feather baby, join the flockBecause we're white boy wasted, rockin like DethklokChillax lil mama, just do the waveand if you don't know how, you gon learn todayWhen it comes to having fun baby, we don't playSending double shots out like bombs awayHEEEEY!!! we got a lot of alcohol and some super cool brothas who are always down to ballAnd you can do whatever baby, you can have it allI just need to take a peek underneath your camisole(that's all) Im looking for a ride or dieDon't just kick it with a brotha, be the apple of my eyeThey say money is the limitNAW, limit is the skyJust take my hand and watch how the time flies.


Poem Details | by richard nnoli |
Categories: africa, black african american, black love, blessing, courage, hip hop, humor,

In the blood

is in the blood
spirituality runs in our blood
so we confined in love 
to live in harmony 
where peace dwells
with no isolation

is in our blood
once we were all one 
we lived together 
we Shared same 
dreams hopes and joy 
our God was love 
our moto to life was truth
so we live with our fear
cos spirituality yes it 
is in our blood

is in our blood 
our ancestors makes 
sounds with all there hands 
could lay on 
music runs in our blood
we always sing to God
sing to the sun 
sing to the stars of hope 
sing to the moon 
sing with the birds
singing yes it
is in our blood

is in our blood 
we love to dance 
we dance away our 
sorrows to the 
winds of change
we love to dance 
we dance to God
we dance to nature 
we dance with an
open mind 
with out no grief 
nor grudge
we just dance 
yes we Africans it 
is in our blood

is in our blood
we love life 
we love happiness
we love to create
we love to teach 
we are born survivals
no wonder we are 
still existing in more
multitude instead of  minority
our God is love 
yes spirituality it 
is in our blood

is in our blood
religion or no religion
we love to pray 
yes it run in our blood
we first prayed for the world 
while we create a way 
for humanity through
the divine wisdom
base on spiritual connection
through nature 
direct from God 
In our DNA 
 the divine of the
highest dignity of 
the mysteries of God
never seizes to prove 
to the world that 
miracle it 
is in our blood


Poem Details | by Alex Duffy |
Categories: art, hip hop, poems, poetry, poets, rap,

I love rhyming

I love rhyming so I'm going to go on a rhyming spree
Never had friends to go out with to be climbing trees
Growing up in foster care, I picked up a pen and studied dictionaries
Using my words to create something beautiful from an ugly history
Numbers don't lie, But I don't follow a word count
I just make sure every line matters and I make every verse count
I hear them telling me to cool down because my pen burns through lines
Sometimes I hit them with the Internal rhymes
Then maybe switch it up and use double rhymes and Multi-syllable
I scar the page so it screams and make sure every bully hears it all
I haven't even gone fully lyrical
If i Rock the bells, it doesn't mean there's a wedding at a church
It means i'm listening to LL cool J and about to give you heaven in a verse
Writers block isn't real it's make believe
Or maybe I'm Jason Voorhees with  a pen and won't let these words escape from me
A psychotic poet who's obsessed with words and rhyming
Put my heart into every verse I'm writing
I give my food for thought and make everyone think it's lunchtime
Then I hit them with a few punchlines
If you let me use your pad then it's no longer yours
If you let me use your pen, it's your pen no more
Give me a day and I'll fill in a whole notebook
I love rhyming so much





Poem Details | by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr |
Categories: adventure, music, love, boy,

HIP HOP HOME BOYS

they rap theyer specail chap
that love  to adat
walk with a hip
they love to dip
games is there fame
money is there toys
THE
HIP HOP HOME BOYS


Poem Details | by Juan Ramirez |
Categories: desire, girl, girlfriend, heartbroken, hip hop, i love you, lost love,

Untitled 24

Refrain:
Running through my mind like Usain/
Losing my brain and going insane/
I don't know what you do to me girl/
Cause I always wanna give you the world/
So lucky that I met you, so blessed to be in love/
But why do I cry and shed tears like a dove


Now I kno the truth and it freakin hurts/
But I can't suppress my love, it never works/
I love you girl, you kno that's the truth/
You're so sweet, you indulge my sweet tooth/
(Rhythm changes)
But let me break it down and spit some real/
My only love rejects me and I can not deal/
Why? Because I'm not some Adonis/
Who she can admire and be astonish/
By, she can't see the loyalty I give/
And it sucks but I always forgive/
Deluded my mind, stuck in a trance/
Why Yailenys why, please give me a chance/
perfect minus the looks, why so shallow/
perfect relief to her love burns like aloe/

(Refrain)


Poem Details | by myishia williams |
Categories: musicme, love, me,

marry me HIP-HOP

At times like this.

When I get hot flashes.

And leakage between my thighs

I can always depend on you to take me there

To take me to a level of highness

You cleanse my body

Making my soul warm

What you do for me … no other has come close

The sounds you send out

Makes my body numb

You make my knees weak

Just hearing the words you preach

Knowing their meant just for me

So much passion you provide

In between the lines making me feel so good

So good I began to cry

My life is all about you

And I belong to only you

Sometimes I wish we could

Go on and just get married

Become one and live without others worries

Can you feel the love imp given 

Because I can hear your love in the lyrics

The love you offer me

A love like this

With another doesn’t exist

Because I know of no man

Who understand me like you do

Who puts me first an the love never stops

And if others still don’t understand

Its not man I love

I’m in love with Hip-Hop


 

 

 

Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams 


Poem Details | by Vanessa Brown |
Categories: music, love,

Hip Hop

FOR THE LOVE OF HIP HOP

Hip hop is what I love 
Hip hop is what I feel
Hip hop is what I know
Hip hop is what I do
The love for hip hop is what I have
Hip hop makes me want to party
Hip hop is what I will love forever
Hip hop



Vanessa N Brown

Copyright ©2005 Vanessa Brown