ProudSista Posted February 13, 2004 been couple of dayz, Haven't seen or been to SOL. But tonight, Reality struck and wouldn't let go But my mind still sets me free. and puts me back in this position determined to write again in the poetry session word expression is my obsession,I give my recitation so we can relate and have the same objection critical and confucing subliminal mind state hit you from every direction like,taking everyturn and still find ya self in the same intersection... Fallow me.. This way please,,,, I fallow ya...then what?... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted February 14, 2004 lol...Ok..Fallow me this way my proudSista First off, let me start by wishing-u- Happy valentine I share a love in every line i write Opposite what most expect when young mind recite Poetry so beautyful it can only be seen by blind men and felt by those dead ............ If you've read any of my past posts and never had related or maybe hasn't even cauzed any kinda of..ya know feelings inside of ya.. Maybe it ain't...for ya.. This words are like buffet "So get well fed" i just base whats fact Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Xaawo_Xaaji Posted February 17, 2004 i don't why i post here cuz itz pure instinct but herez some more of my jibber jabber Untitled eva felt like u were no one eva felt like u were the millionth one to walk this earth, and unda sun not knowing where ur headed or were u've begun wat makes u different and makes u unique is the souls u meet and knowledge u seek wat if u don't meet wat if u can't seek wat if ur kept in a container n' not allowed to leak wat if u can't speak wat kinda life would dat be u fake all the time pleasin every kind when in the inside u really dyin' ignorin' denyin' till u fall apart pieces are scattered ur soul n' heart the pieces that matter who'll find it who'll pick'em up who'll put'em togetha or mess'em up ladies we set it up fellas don't F'it up Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted February 18, 2004 Beautiful peice... eva felt like u were no one eva felt like u were the millionth one to walk this earth, and unda sun not knowing where ur headed or were u've begun wat makes u different and makes u unique is the souls u meet and knowledge u seek wat if u don't meet wat if u can't seek wat if ur kept in a container Haven't I ever? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Xaawo_Xaaji Posted March 2, 2004 my eyes were teary for a moment in time i'm looking at my sisters and brothers on the front lines bones showing from no food on their chest eyes weary from endless worries n' no rest they lyin' on the streets wit no one to protest no one to attest i ask My Savior Allah is this a test? How do we pass tho? How do we get an A+ and make it a past ago? It Seems so We all driving cars wit bad gas (mentality)to go We all lay low Got thingz to do n' Gotta make dat Doe.. Gotta become Millionaires n' not on da ABC show When they ask me "where r u from? the thought of my lawless, rubbish land, hits me like a low blow I wanna let them know but not before i say "neva been there before" "or maybe since a long time ago" the shame i hide tears me from the inside out So i throw aside sweep it unda carpet n' neva let it reside in my mind cuz i know it'd hurt me inside if not dampen my pride no choice but to become like Jekyl n' Hide constantly flip-Floppin between personalities neva let'em collide So I let otha folkz worry about Somalia.... We all blind-folded when it comes to Somalia a lost cause when it comes to Somalia Savages at it again when it comes to Somalia Human rights at its worst when it comes to Somalia Qabiil is AIDS when it comes to Somalia Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted March 6, 2004 Originally posted by Xaawo_Xaaji: my eyes were teary for a moment in time i'm looking at my sisters and brothers on the front lines bones showing from no food on their chest eyes weary from endless worries n' no rest they lyin' on the streets wit no one to protest no one to attest i ask My Savior Allah is this a test? How do we pass tho? How do we get an A+ and make it a past ago? It Seems so ........ We all blind-folded when it comes to Somalia a lost cause when it comes to Somalia Savages at it again when it comes to Somalia Human rights at its worst when it comes to Somalia Qabiil is AIDS when it comes to Somalia That was beautiful,no the word i'm looking for is Exquisite... Since your pretty good at this, I wanna Invite you to our poetry nights @ EAT STREET CAFE' On every sunday night 7pm-to-10pm. Even if you don't wana share peices you can come listen to others share theirs. Ps.Keep writing ,for only pen and paper is now better than any other way you can express your self. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
