hi sweetgirl!

Our words are here for all to see
Emotions
Souls bare
Fantasies
We write to share
because we care
this "poets" society
it seems we've formed
some kind of lair
Don't be scared
Our teeth aren't bared...


it's only just the beginning...

Sleep is elusive so here I am
Alone at last pen in hand
Words are intrusive
upon my brain, like a band wrapping round
They just wont stop, all is sound
They race on like a freight train
so this is my gain and I'll take the lead
You lazy hounds, you lay in your beds
when you lose, do not plead

Death has come to claim your soul
My sorrow is great
I loved you so
My faith is strong
I hope you know
How very much I want to go
The smile of peace upon your face
I truly think the place is
safe there
on the inside
The gates of Heaven openwide
Can I come with you I ask with pride
Your face aglow
I see your halo
You gently turn and say no
One little hug and I must release you
My unborn child why must you go...

When you feel all alone
need to cry
a shoulder to lean on
Look around and you will see
A true friend is what you seek
I'll be there by your side
never fear, I'll be here
Your tears can fall unabashedly
i'll never judge
or act harshly
I'll be meek and let you peek
some small glimpse
Look inside of me and you will see
What a true friend I can be...

Well, my friends
I've joined your plight
I've shared with you all
and gained some insight
This writing tonight
has helped a lot
Do not mock me or make light
I've done what was asked
I've reached deep inside
you see, but now it's time
to say.....Good-night

these words you wrote, are from th true you,
which is all we ever, really asked of you,
you gave us your rhyme,and in your good time,
outside hearts will bleed, for th one of true,
your poem bites not,'twas on th spot,
and it really made me feel blue, for you,
you have had your chance,your lil' dance,
and was a really good time for you too,
but this rhyme is mine,for it is my time,
my fifteen tickets of fame,
so hear this rhyme,my rhyme for game,
to GOD's glory go all of thy name,
mine is this time,to complete this rhyme,
before it turns into something truely lame,
won't make up words like some of th turds,
on these pages I've read before,
no I won't clown you,they might crown you,
true story is always better than lore,
so if y'all are done,having your fun,
just sit back in silence, and read on some more,
because it's like I've said,not just in my head,
I can waste other's taste,of poetry on my floor,
but if you truely can write,then come join this right,
or just get your non-writin' ass out my door,
seems we have found,some winners this round,
they may hang around,to write with us, some more,
so come with me onto round three,let us be poets galore,
write not your lame words, you can't polish your turds,
to leave them scattered, on this bare floor,
but if you swoon too soon,somebody drag 'em out my door,
this is from me, while we be in round three,
you are truely all poets, and how you must know it's,
I'll sit back and let you all have a turn,
so here you go,put on your show,
be good or it's gonna get burned......M.

From what I've read, to where you've been
nobody's dead and your way past 10
I wish I had not had to leave
because you three would hav loved me.
Now im here for all to say hi
but to bad so sad you've all said goodbye?

My time here in this space
was meant for this poet's race?
But I come out to show my whit
But who really gives a shit?

lol 4u.....have a good day guys i have to go out of town for a while for
work but i'll be back later today.....peace!

you write with care as if walking on eggs,
your gritty "whit" is just dancing on air,
your poem's ok, but sounds like it begs,
but we all,are somebodies who do care,
please bring up th tone,or go home alone,
with no poems of yer own,
nor a crown to grace th' hair,
I've a little past seven,
this game is just heaven,
and really is quite fair,
continue th' show,and away I'll go,
and just sit to read it, from my chair.....M.

I CAN BUT TRY TO FEEL YOUR SEAT
JUST BE STILL YOUR DAMM STINKY FEET
I'LL TALK, AND BOST FOR EYES TO READ
BUT IT'S NOT I WHO PLANTED THE SEED
YOUR TALK IS CHEAP AND DIRTY TO ME
YOU CAN'T WALK AND TALK,
AS GOOD AS ME.
YOU SAY YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR THOUGHT
WELL HELL NO BOY, YOUR ALL STORE BOUGHT.
IF I WERE YOU I'D RUN AND HIDE
CAUSE IM FIXING TO TURN INTO DR. HYDE
MY PLAN FOR YOU IS A PIECE OF CAKE
JUST GIV-YA A PICKLE, AND WATCH-YA BAKE
IF IT TOOK RYME TO GIV U TIME
YOUR FUNKY SHIT AIN'T WORTH A DIME
NOW GIV ME YUR BEST AND F--K THE REST
IM HERE TO PASS YOUR STUPID-ASS TEST

your rhyme is just fine,
for just a few lines,
tho cussing is not required,
these poems must rhyme,
and have a little time,
to just flow and not get tired,
my words are my own,not store bought,
keep up or you may get mired,
these words from you?don't sound like "2",
makes me wonder, just who was it you hired?

MY WORDS ARE ALL MINE AND ME
AND IF YA DON'T ADMIRE ME
THEN JUST JUMP SHIP
AND STOP YOUR LIP
OR I WILL FRY YOUR BRAIN
IN WIT AND CHARM TO EASE YOUR PAIN
I CAN BE STOPPED AND SET FREE
BUT NOT BY YOU CAUSE YOU WILL SPREE
YOU TALK AS LIFE IS SUCH A RIDDLE
YOU SIT AND CRY STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
GET OFF YOUR ASS STOP SMOK-N THAT GRASS
FILL-UP-YOUR-GLASS N TAKE A PASS
YOU AIN'T GON-A KEEP THIS SEAT
JST HEAR YOUR LITTLE HEART SKIP A BEAT
MY LIFE HAS BEEN THROUGH TO MANY LIKE YOU
THINK YOUR SHT DON'T STINK, WELL HERES A LITTLE WINK
YOUR GOING DOWN TODAY,AND DON'T WORRY BOUT YA PAY
I SAID IT BEFORE AND SAY IT AGAIN,ALL U NEED DO IS OBAY
THE RIDDLE ME THIS AND RIDDLE YOU AWAY
CAUSE BOY IM TELLING YA IM HERE TO PLAY
KEEP IT TO YOUR-SELF, THESE WORDS YOU THINK OF ME
CAUSE ALL YA EVER GOING TO DO, IS RUN HOME AND PEE
I CAN GO ON FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE
BUT TIME IS A WASTE-N,
AND I NEED TO MEET WITH YOUR WIFE
SO I'LL GIVE YA A BREAK AND SEE HOW YA DO
ONE,TWO, THREE, FOUR, NOW RYME TO?

Ha,ha,ha,That's really not bad,
I like your rhymes but it's really sad,
I got stuck in th middle,
and no did not diddle,
if yer with my ex ,,,you've been had,
if you claim to be th "Mr Hyde"
then she must be your only bride,
but I don't want THAT ol' hide,
so just go ahead and take off with her-n-rubb'er,
I'll say it for you,this is true,
better go and get yourself a steel "Rubber"
because after me,then there were three,
she should've been a f**king pornstar lover...
but on my head th crown will be,
for I don't care if you clown with me,
what you wish,is to put it down with me,
so be th clown,write it down,try for th crown,
can you write it down?without a frown?
don't think on it too long,
it's poetry,not song,
if you get caught scratchin'yer head,
yer written words will be dead....

DEAD IS DEAD AS YOU SHALL BE
YOU JUST WAIT AND YOU SHALL SEE
THIS RYME OF WIT AND SMILES OF SHIT
YOUR GOING TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS LITTLE PIT
PUT ME UP OR PUT ME DOWN
BUT YA AIN'T NEVER GOIN NA TURN ME ROUND
WITH BREATH OF MAGGETS, AND TEETH SO GREEN
YOU SHOULD BE IN A CIRCUS, CAUSE YA SO MEAN
ABOVE HERE LIES ALL THE CHEAP TRYINGS
AND BEYOUND THESE WALLS I HERE YA CRYINGS
PUT THIS TO REST I PASSED YOUR BEST
NOW CAN I GIVE YOUR WIFE TO THE REST
YOU AIN'T GOT NO SOUL YA AIN'T GOT NO HEART
YOU JUST ALL UP IN MY ASS, SNIFFING FOR FARTS

oh, my yes,aren't you th funny,
words of this,catch flies better than honey,
if you wants my ol' lady,
your gonna need all of yer money,
your rhyme this time, only bores me to tears,
my words do I write,without any fears,
on th top I'll be,so just go take yer pee,
for I write from th heart,no,not sniffin' fart,
my rhyme you do see,is only from me,
so don't hump my leg,with your lonely old dregg,
go play with a log,my ol'hide's just a dog,
jump 'er bones if you will,but first take a pill,
my words of thrill,will make you just chill,
we draw a crowd as you can see,
to read these words,from you and me,
folks like dirty laundry,oh, yes they do,
so I'll wring out my socks, on lonely ol' you,
you think you must rhyme,and keep my lime,
but I'm th KING POET,and just biding my time,
for when we go to it,you know who will do it,
is my head they will crown,
for none can put th KING down,
my words of glee, will not flee,
so off you go,my mind you don't know,
I'm glad you think,I'm th unfortunate son,
you could be right,or maybe no,
write your heart out,then you may go,
I am glad you like to rhyme for fun,
but this is my art,oh, unfortunate one...

YOU TRY WHILE I IN RESTFUL SLEEP
TO TAKE MY CROWN AND BEEP,BEEP,BEEP
BUT I AM BACK TO BRING YOUR SHAME
AND SLAY U WITH ALL MY PAIN
PAIN OF REASON AND IN THE SEASON
YOU CAN'T TAKE FACTS, LET-ALONE TEASE-N
A MAN LIKE YOU CAN'T HIDE BEHIND HIS FEARS
HE JUST CURLS UP LIKE A BABY AND CRYS HIS BOO-HOO TEARS
IF I GIVE YOU A SMALL METAPHOR
ALL YOU COULD SAY WHAS-THIS-WORD-FOR
METHINKS' YOR ARE OF STUPID WIT
NOTHING TO SAY JUS SUCKING HIND TIT
YOU ONCE HAD A LADY WHO WANTED YOUR DICK
BUT WHEN SHE SEEN THE SIZE, SHE GASPED, MY GOD A TOOTH-PIC
NOW YOU SEEK THE CROWN OF RYME
AND HERE AGAIN I SAY NOT YOUR TIME
LET ME PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE
DAMM-IT BOY, YOU AIN'T IN THE HUMAN RACE
IF POWER IS WHAT YOU SEEK TO FIND
YOU BETTER COLLECT ALL YOUR BRAIN AND REWIND
YOUR NEVER GOING TO WIN THIS POETS DUEL
CUS YOU SPEND ALL YOUR TIME PLAY-N WITH YOUR TOOL
THE PEOPLE HERE THAT READ YOUR MIND
AGREE WITH ME, YOU'RE NO THE RIGHT KIND
TO WALK THROUGH THIS DOOR AND NOT BE A BORE
TAKE ALL THE TIME YOU NEED
I'LL STILL KIC-YA ASS AND MAKE YA BLEED.

lol ya'll gettin silly now

Who...Won...?

lol