NIN_NOOL Posted October 13, 2003 Through the Poet’s ink many stories are told Through the Poet’s ink mysteries of the mind unfold Through the Poet’s ink one can share their soul Exposing the soul is no easy task The Poet out there, all alone Hands tied behind their back There is no mask Therefore, so unlike a Poet to inquire of another Meddling in personal affairs Discussing a Poet’s work undercover The art is free, a gift from above Should it really matter If the poet chooses To write of war To write of love? Does the art mean more? Does the art mean less? A Poet writes They do not confess Interpretation is left to the reader The poet glad to be rid of the emotion attached Unbecoming is another Poet Playing mix and match Poets are like babies and old folks Sometime very hard to figure out Sad should they live and die by their work I don’t believe that’s what poetry is about Poets choose to share their soul By what is written publicly with their soul’s private ink It’s the words born in a Poet’s heart Not necessarily what a Poet thinks Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Supafly Posted October 14, 2003 WOW!!!This Was Impressive............Walaaahi i enjoyed....the rhytm the message and everythang i have to say 9/10 PErfect!! A Poet's INK I hate this terrible form of expression/ Because of poetry I experience depression/ Due 2 this ‘art’ I witness my other side/ Cheerful and chatty was how I once was described/ But now its as if I have mentally died/ My emotion aint caused the commotion I believe/ That ur own emotions have achieved/ Me 2 reach this mental state I was relieved/ 2 escape with INK emotional pain….i was deceived/ because from writing shit a separate part of me is alive/ its starting 2 thrive therefore im taking a nose dive/ Starting 2 think about love again/ Is once more starting 2 corrupt my brain/ I hate this pain which my brain has manifested/ I could understand it if i was molested/ Yet I wasn’t but this pain keeps resurfacing/ Its a lot more than concerning its disturbing/ I wish I never read that 1st piece of poetry/ But I did it unknowingly i hate poetry Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
J.Lee Posted October 14, 2003 Sometimes I too hate poetry for you discover things you didn't know existed but its a poets Ink it will spread and grow in you like a tumor and picture this people it's a disease with no cure words coming at every direction with the help of keen preception like your cortex is playing ping pong with your cerebral Till you find that one perfect line and you keep +ing words piecing together suffix and prefix do the tango with nouns and verbs do you know such things as stanzas breath live through this....simple words that create Natural ideas with free expression that knows no bounds poems are boundaries that are boundless I'm an addict I shot up a page of poems to feel elated it's high yo! but some reject this oh what is poet but one who writes down incomplete in correct sentences and call it talent B*tches they're ...... we're miracles like a rose that grew from concrete Don't they know this poets ink is fetal Word! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
NIN_NOOL Posted October 14, 2003 we be comin up shout'n pages strong poetic songs of things gone wrong and when a poet takes a hit when the theme song shifts that's when anotha poet jumps in then began to blend a new poets song ever so strong we be comin up shout'n in just small rifts of some old **** that fits into the last rhyme bring'n it right on time from the top of a poet's mind short of long the song stays ever so strong we be comin up shout'n short paragraphs and notes haiku type vibes with short pen strokes and folks come from sites around to read the life we lead here in sol cause we be bad 2 da bone and the song stays ever so strong we be comin up shout'n in 1000's of hits sharin love and pain bit by bit there be no slip of pen to befriend our peeps be kin others come round our way sigh or say heeeeeey Much love to the family of poets here in SOL . I'm very proud to say that we all clique together and not apart! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Supafly Posted October 15, 2003 I'm Sittin Here With MsWord N DILIGENCE Wondering Why God Put Us On This Earth My Hearts In So Much Pain And I'm Feelin So Hurt Gang Fights, Wars, And Loved Ones Die But I'm Left On This Earth And I Wonder Why Writing With My Pen N Pad Expressing My Thought In A Corner I Weep These Emotions That I Feel Are cConfusing Cuz Sadness Runs Deep Watch As My Homies Get Killed In Tha Streets// I Look At My Family And I Know How Lucky I Am To Be Standin On These 2 Feets/ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
