Thank youPost your poems here to be rated.
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christybomb
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christybomb
- Stanton
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okay, I'm gonna rinse this one time:
Last night at The Atlantic, I liked it alot...
If I'm out on a Wednesday, it's def0 the spot.
To all the lovely people that came out,
and to all of you who show me what it's all about.
For the promoters and the club for bringin DG,
and to the people who called inviting me.
And Big ups to Christy for hookin me up
with the drink in my hand and the straw in my cup
We danced and jammed and had a good time,
and I had some good rum & coke w/ a lime.
To Manus, Courtney, Jackie, and Chris...
for deciding this is one night that you wouldn't miss.
To Jenny, Dede, and Angie too...
Keepin it rockin, the dancefloor crew.
To Trevor & Shawn I give mad respect,
They always come through, and come through correct.
For Dan & Athena, who are too too cool,
and To Donald Glaude who totally ruled.
Nemesis laid down a wicked set of tunes,
I haven't danced so much in many many moons.
BOH!
Last night at The Atlantic, I liked it alot...
If I'm out on a Wednesday, it's def0 the spot.
To all the lovely people that came out,
and to all of you who show me what it's all about.
For the promoters and the club for bringin DG,
and to the people who called inviting me.
And Big ups to Christy for hookin me up
with the drink in my hand and the straw in my cup
We danced and jammed and had a good time,
and I had some good rum & coke w/ a lime.
To Manus, Courtney, Jackie, and Chris...
for deciding this is one night that you wouldn't miss.
To Jenny, Dede, and Angie too...
Keepin it rockin, the dancefloor crew.
To Trevor & Shawn I give mad respect,
They always come through, and come through correct.
For Dan & Athena, who are too too cool,
and To Donald Glaude who totally ruled.
Nemesis laid down a wicked set of tunes,
I haven't danced so much in many many moons.
BOH!
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tristefille
- newskool
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DBK wrote:okay, I'm gonna rinse this one time:
Last night at The Atlantic, I liked it alot...
If I'm out on a Wednesday, it's def0 the spot.
To all the lovely people that came out,
and to all of you who show me what it's all about.
For the promoters and the club for bringin DG,
and to the people who called inviting me.
And Big ups to Christy for hookin me up
with the drink in my hand and the straw in my cup
We danced and jammed and had a good time,
and I had some good rum & coke w/ a lime.
To Manus, Courtney, Jackie, and Chris...
for deciding this is one night that you wouldn't miss.
To Jenny, Dede, and Angie too...
Keepin it rockin, the dancefloor crew.
To Trevor & Shawn I give mad respect,
They always come through, and come through correct.
For Dan & Athena, who are too too cool,
and To Donald Glaude who totally ruled.
Nemesis laid down a wicked set of tunes,
I haven't danced so much in many many moons.
BOH!
Matt u should post this under the donals glaude thread!
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christybomb
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"UP undreneath a cloud of myst....
I see somebody living life this way))
He talks alot and loves his God. And this is not just forsay))
He says my mind is over easy. And I'm just a kid at play))
The Time is Now. And I seen the light of today))
The DAWN is rising over the streets of Tampa)) Bay))
ANd the brilliance of the light is SO mush greater than grey))
You wander why I can't forsee, the future between you and me//
It's cause I don't live my life on credit, I'm not a gambler and when it comes to my soul I don't bet it, IN the past I made mistakes and you better beleive I regret it// BUt a mistake is made to be corrected and when you got people screaming in your face it don't work, call me what you will maby I'm a jerk, I keep my heart soft so you know it's gonna hurt// Lets remember one thing , that as you take your stand, there's no greater love to be found)) than the love of CHrist and thats just how I get around.
I see somebody living life this way))
He talks alot and loves his God. And this is not just forsay))
He says my mind is over easy. And I'm just a kid at play))
The Time is Now. And I seen the light of today))
The DAWN is rising over the streets of Tampa)) Bay))
ANd the brilliance of the light is SO mush greater than grey))
You wander why I can't forsee, the future between you and me//
It's cause I don't live my life on credit, I'm not a gambler and when it comes to my soul I don't bet it, IN the past I made mistakes and you better beleive I regret it// BUt a mistake is made to be corrected and when you got people screaming in your face it don't work, call me what you will maby I'm a jerk, I keep my heart soft so you know it's gonna hurt// Lets remember one thing , that as you take your stand, there's no greater love to be found)) than the love of CHrist and thats just how I get around.
Knowledge is Power Education is the Key.
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down4life2k
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I don't really like to be cynical about other peoples shiat...so I won't rate anybody's shit...but I am liking selektah, d-min, and trix's stuff...keep rawkin ya'll. Anyway, here is a little bit-o-me
Movement
In the beginning there is darkness
aburpt, repetative noise
erodes silence quickly
starts conditional processes
indulgences, desires
the usual, cupidity, lust
among other unmentionables
section by section, flesh respondes
to caffinated direction, sent forth
via corrupted command center
his tyrant energy, sets into action
a brave and challenging dawn
lashing seperative, like clockwork
intricate machinery, programmed
for limited purposes
and segragated to metallic images
each quadrant responding in robotic-like fashion
quick, prompt movements
produceing ground, gain momentum
electrons in bubble-like, microscopic
mutations, flow quickly, carelessly
liquids vary and ripple
breaking their mirror-pleasantries
anomolies covered by household names
exquisite combinations of color
and sound
bring forth the charlatan mask
fear subsides
amorous sounds eminate lovingly
the only thing thats real
drapery, likeable patterns
in hopes of smiles, handshakes
cases of tools cover an
appreciative soul, yearning
hungry for benevolent data
copper keyhole on the rocks
with a twist, like a switch flip symphony
the albatross is born
forced to exist amongst blookthirsty wolves
for sanded any painted wood
stepping outdoors, there are a million like me
all in a row, lined up, like servants
slaves to an everlasting
binary Godess
Movement
In the beginning there is darkness
aburpt, repetative noise
erodes silence quickly
starts conditional processes
indulgences, desires
the usual, cupidity, lust
among other unmentionables
section by section, flesh respondes
to caffinated direction, sent forth
via corrupted command center
his tyrant energy, sets into action
a brave and challenging dawn
lashing seperative, like clockwork
intricate machinery, programmed
for limited purposes
and segragated to metallic images
each quadrant responding in robotic-like fashion
quick, prompt movements
produceing ground, gain momentum
electrons in bubble-like, microscopic
mutations, flow quickly, carelessly
liquids vary and ripple
breaking their mirror-pleasantries
anomolies covered by household names
exquisite combinations of color
and sound
bring forth the charlatan mask
fear subsides
amorous sounds eminate lovingly
the only thing thats real
drapery, likeable patterns
in hopes of smiles, handshakes
cases of tools cover an
appreciative soul, yearning
hungry for benevolent data
copper keyhole on the rocks
with a twist, like a switch flip symphony
the albatross is born
forced to exist amongst blookthirsty wolves
for sanded any painted wood
stepping outdoors, there are a million like me
all in a row, lined up, like servants
slaves to an everlasting
binary Godess
It just is what it is...