thank you, yea i tend to be good with the flow aspect of this lol, not sure on much else.

i donno bout the rest of u, but if u read my stuff this is how much of it is, i deff know where your coming from, nice write

wow, deff driven by emotion there, keep looking up, it will come sometime bro.

well sounds to me u deff know who U are, thats good i enjoyed it, short and sweet

Shattered Hero

A lost soul trampled on a battlefield of molded waste
The cold taste'll fold face and slow brains like scolded haste
So hold late onto the dear memories...
Of an un-mourned soldier whose unfulfilled dreams grow older.
None bolder equipped with machetes and dual uzis
Who usually behead victims and let the spine hang loosely.
Who is he? A cold-hearted savior chosen by random,
A beautiful murderer of suitable handsome tactics.
His mind was backwards and fortunately so
Because he easily tore through torsos
And more-so, his fragile heart was indefinitely closed
So when he struck the scene, blood definitely flowed.

Now onto the next problem, this dude was a loner who
Finally found the one to cope with his issues.
A wonderful Christian, she bare a cross on her breast
And passed it onto her husband, locked in a chest,
No wait, a locket? Maybe..and perhaps they locked it?
Well, the point is that he wore it in his pocket
Instead of his neck, he would have died if he’d lost it
In a way he was a medium..soothsayer, a prophet.
That single symbol contained their entire existence
So the second he misplaced it their connection went indifferent
Terrific, that’s where it went and ended, deaded direct on path
Protected aftermath now unguarded and left unmasked.

All this over bull ****, the whole mid-southern
Portion of the globe engulfed by the deceased
Because the peace wasn’t governed, the land un-ferned
The grass un-earthed, the last chance un-birthed.
Everything he struggled to bring home for public view
Strung through an angel’s harp and laced through pummeled boots,
Drilled through a tunneled tooth, alas..another muzzled youth
Among the many shattered heroes now another puzzled truth.

lol nice

u did good on that 1, now figure out the bottom one lol

i love drowning pool, that beat is so simple but bad a$$

would u rather be stuck in a cage with a lion or thrown in a pool of piranha

"Reading through the posts here, I realise how diverse and rich this forum is with talent. I almost feel to put my words in such a telented enviroment. "


get outa here with that, express yourself and have fun lol, thats what we are all here for, welcome.

i hope u find it, complete opposit of my poem "what if" lol

“Never approach the unknown with quick speed.”

Cause see…Swift never wins the race, it’s always the,
Tortoise with the appropriate pace, to save your face,
Or to save you from having to do it, believe,
The words, you heard from the pulpit, never was it bull****,
Or else you’ll be drowning yourself with the four fifths,
Thinking forthwith, while draining the black sith, wisihin’,
You could be laid in a casket, permission, granted,
The choice is yours, but please, adhere to my sad implore,
The matters of the heart you must soon explore,
Can lead you to the heavens and beneath the floor.
Before you act, think fast, memorize, It reads…

“Never approach the unknown with **** speed.”

Lickety Clit, Slicky the d1ck in the Deep Stickety, ick!
Clickety Wick and Drip drippity drip, fickety dat sh1t!
A Wickety Wack Wit, Fickety Fact Quick…………...
If you can read this, something’s wrong with your ass,
Sh1t……………………………………………………





added the ending for fun lol good luck and if u can figure out what it means, u r damn good lol

add me to that list to lol

What if....

What if "hate" was its replacement
and a substitute for its kiss,
What if its just a hocus of false beliefs and wishful illusions,
What if its meaning was foolish predictions
and empty conclusions,
What if "love" never existed,
What if the love you perceived to cherish
Simply disappeared tomorrow,
No Good Bye, No Am Sorry,
Just the steps to an life filled with sorrow,
Could your heart endure the pain
of love not loving you anymore,
Could your heart endure the pressure
of walking pass and hellos no more,
What if the simplicity of "love",
Switched to complex difficulties,
And that person you thought of being secure in your life,
Introduced you to suicidal methods,
Death by the Heart, No Guns or Knifes,
And In your darkness they no longer
made it simple to know they loved you,
And challenged your heart with
the continuous questioning,
Of "If you love me,
Then why are you hurting me?"
...What if "love" said goodbye in the night,
And was gone first thing in the morning,
What if "love" really meant,
Nothing...
...Nothing At.All..to me?
For I’ve tasted its Beginnings
and became sickened by its End,
I’ve written its love letters
and turns its destructive pages,
And,Still to My Solitude I’ve found
that when searching for love,
Only its Mysteries Conclude,
And My Heart Stops and Realizes,
What if "love" doesn’t exist,
What if "hate" was its replacement
and a substitute for its kiss,
What if its just a hocus of false beliefs
and wishful illusions,
What if its meaning was foolish predictions
and empty conclusions,
What if "love" never existed

think about it, how many people love someone and after its all said and done dont have some kind of hate for that person,or what they did. i donno maby its just me

nice, a poem for the good men out there

thanks for the freedback everyone

its ****in hard to do, and will never work out in the end. simple as that, seems good at first but as it go's on u wish it would have never started and by then thers only 1 way out and that causes a lot of pain to yourself.

have a good day

never new what serenity is till now lol thanks for teaching me something

yea, hes gona hvae a big ass house for sure.

be romantic and sweet, unless your girl is a freak, then its a diff story lol