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MichaelsNeverlandPrincess said:
This is my first attempt,just a little freestyle I came up with in my head.

I cant hide these feelings I still have for you inside
I know times have changed
We say we dont feel this way
But boy,you still the one who make me crazy.

Ive tried to move on
But with out you I cant carry on

I think about you every second,every minute,every hour of the day
Baby I will die if you deny you feel the same way

I need you in my life
Still think about thoese days when you said you wanted me to be your wife
I hope one day thoese days will come true
Becasue Baby I STILL LOVE YOU.

Thought that was pretty good for my first time.
Let me know what you think.
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Ive just done a little tiny bit of editing to my poem.
I havent done much,just added and extra line and changed a word but compare the two and let me know which one you prefer.
I think the *changes make it sound better.
*(Ive put the changes in italic)



I cant hide these feelings I still have for you inside
I know times have changed
We say we dont feel this way
But boy,you still the one who make me crazy.

Ive tried to move on
But with out you I cant carry on
Boy you know we belong

I think about you every second,every minute,every hour of the day
Baby I will die if you deny you feel the same way

I need you in my life
Still think about thoese days when you said you wanted me to be your wife
I hope one day thoese dreams will come true
Becasue Baby,I STILL LOVE YOU.
 
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MNP they are both very good at expressing how you feel, i think the second version's a bit stronger :) nice poem.

take your beating and shut up


cowering in a courtroom
she was supposed to get her say
there wasn't any supporting evidence
that brought her there that day

witnesses testified of bruises
to tell of the slain man's ways
the letter of the law saw no photos
making her the perp and him the prey

her offense was self defense
stodgy old men shook their heads
and said "no way," pointing at her
"you're evil, and you've got Hell to pay"

he was over six foot tall
she was five foot six
what a clever lil vixen
her changing story and bag of tricks

off with her head!
on death row she stays
"i should've taken that beating and shut up,
no court of appeal, let come what may"

the press that covered painted satan
showed mourners at the dead man's wake
he was an upright man
and her lack of evidence was "proof" she's a fake.


** inspired by something i watched on tv**


 
My new poem:

"WHAT IS LOVE?
You can create expectations and live surprises;
It is next to someone that inspires him to flirt with the day-to-day;
Can say that each day has a new man, a body unique and inspiring;
Awaken your senses for small attitudes, and emotions without fear that if the tears fall;
Feel a smell, touch, perceive an attitude, and clicking the saliva in the middle of the teeth when speaking on the phone.
We are fascinated by the mere fact of giving accounts that is smiling to the walls;
To assess in more light and smooth colors that blend nature
Awakening to the joy of being alive and still be crying in front of this permit discovery;
Feel the look of love the energy that can only clear the tenderness.
It is in a madness of senses, realizing that the two bodies united sweat;
Power numb with shock and pleasure of the most gentle touch that he can give you;
Awakening to desire;
Feel that tone of voice that hides a lovely magic of affection.
But after all what is love?
Love is to give without expecting anything in return,
We know this fact enjoy being together,
You say that he missed without constraints;
Love is waiting with a cold front in the meeting,
You feel full and scratched with a single look,
We hope that the dream is never the last;
Love is finding itself secret qualities,
We understand the sensitivity that is sharp,
We believe that tomorrow will be even better and more colorful.
Love is to move with any attention, for it is minimal;
You can cry for joy in the midst of a routine hearing:
"You have not yet realized that I am his?"
And still be able to save a "I love you" to describe it in attitudes... "
:)
 
OUTRO:

im amazin throw in ure mind like lightning no what u feeling my brains peeling from the inside sometimes i run and hide but together feelings glide
 
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INSPIRATION

Your giving me so much inspiration
So many free styles going around inside my head
Wanna get them all down but my minds a blur
Boy cant you see what your doing to me?
Your still making my heart go crazy.

I NEED YOU


I need you to call me
I need you to tell me
You still feel the same for me inside

I need you now because without you
I just cant carry on
My love for you will always be strong
You and I both know that we belong

Baby boy cant you see
You and me,you know we are meant to be.



Not as good as the first but there are still more to come.
 
KING OF THE HILL:


they tried to shut us down
but we just stand up
you can never end me now
i see youre eyes light up

i am stronger than you
shower me in youre pain
but i found a way trough
haters you no its true

ive had my addictions
you got youre controdictions
hearts sent to crusafiction
youre goin down thats my prediction

you try to kick me down
but im the king of this town
and once im free of these chains
its you going down!
 
END LOVE :

*intro* ( sang in wisper by a child )

*bubblegum cherry soda
girl when you hold my hand the pain is over
youre the greatest story ever told
with you i walk so proud and bold

and even tough we can never evolve
youre my problem solved
the best friend i always needed
for you my heart has pleaded

bubblegum cherry soda
by the time this poems over
are love will be 30 secs older
my bubblegum cherry soda *

no i cant take it no more girl
tought you was everything in the world
but looks like you prefere that guy
im finished girl and thats why

you no what you do to my heart and mind
youre covering my eyes making me blind
time to unwind
let you no i dont need you

no no no i no longer breath you
i cant belive you
and i aint going to relive you
you chose him instead time to put emotions to bed

( rap )

(put emotion to bed yeah thats what he said
youre getting old hoe the visions are all dead
time to cover youre corpse in roses
im a true playa got to many poses )

ohhhh baby

you see i got a new lady
got a girl who can raise me
got a girl who will praise me
i was twisted she unwinded yea she phased me

but i gotta go now leave u for ever like i should of before
you see i was a real man you where just a whore
and if you ever come back im telling you no
so baby you gotta no

( rap )

( yea yea they call me VK and im better than jay z greatest artist to live and u just took youre last breath

by the end of this rap shit theres going to be nothing left im messing with youre mind like corona
girl next to me is getting hott so im off to show her .. a dang god time u used to be mine but now its over
thats end love baby )


its over!

#outro#

#im amazin throw in ure mind like lightning no what u feeling my brains peeling from the inside sometimes i run and hide but together feelings glide#

( outro sang in a criying mans voice )
 
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i damage myslef for you
cant sleep so i pop pills for you
i cant eat so i go hungry for you
i cant drink i thurst you


addiction oh yeah you an addiction x 2

used to feel the pain of love
now im just numb
we used to make love in the sheets
now i cant even sleep in the covers

addiction oh yeah you an addiction x 2

i am cutting for you to feel the pain again
what i am triying to say is i need a friend
someones eyes i can look into
i wanna fall in love again

addiction oh yeah you an addiction x 2

but its time i left
breath that last breath
try and chew it but taste has left
i gotta put my sensuality to the test

( sound of someone collapsing and pills falling to the ground )
 
ADDICTION :

i almost took it to far just last night
took to many pills and got a bit of a fright
but ive had at least 10 of the little bastards tonight
face gone red i cant breath again

( voices )

( shit .. we we ..... we lost him ... MR POWELL!!! )

thas right i died tonight
face went from red to white
started to feel like shite
now there nothing left

got tired of picking myself up
i aint going to do that no more
trough addiction i tore apart
now i have a sore heart

i feel im slipping away now
i must be tripping now
my eyes begin to close
deep inside i guess i froze

( coughing choking noises )

i think im starting to choke on them lil white tablets
and i wanna go to the field chace purple rabits
take myself to the sink again
realise myself and puke again
 
I was only going to post my finnished work up her but now I might start posting my unfinnished work too just too see what you guys think and maybe give me your creative input where ever it may be needed.
I always appreciate other peoples ideas and creativity and their views on my work.

Ive got some in the mix which I will post soon.
 
This is a song, not a poem, but thought i'd post it anyway. Sorry it's not very good but am rusty when it comes to creative writing and i thought up the tune before the words so it's difficult when you don't know how it goes. Here it is anyway!

Getting over you

It has been a year, boy, since i last saw you
I thought i'd be on the way, to getting over you oh yes i thought i'd be on the way to getting over you.
I remember those eyes, boy I remember that smile
I should have known boy that it would take more than a while,
Though there have been several others, now this much is true
I thought i'd be on the way, to getting over you oh yes i thought i'd be on the way to getting over you.
Now there was this one boy, with eyes of dark blue,
And as i looked into them, all i saw was you
As i hugged him i wondered, if you feel this way too
Boy and i know i'm not on the way, to getting over you
Oh no i know i'm not on the way, to getting over you.
 
ohhh god i cant belive youre just going to go
do i want you to stay
fuck no!
i aint here to become part of the show

you no they say love burns slow
but u a bonfire
girl i need more fire
going to burn it higher and higher

hoe the hell could u walk on me?
dont u realise with you my spirits are free?
YOU TELLIN ME WE WASNT MENT TO BE?
this is a destruction of the soul
 
man im a natural in this game but homie i aint in it for the fame let me put you in the frame and paint you like a picture
chillin in the mjjc chat room crazy free styles that could take me a while to explain to you 2 girls just hot i feel inside .. so scared .. yet full of pride

little freestyle i just did in the chatroom
 
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my mind is a cloud of pain
pepole telling me im going insane
i cant focus i cant think
pepole tell me my attitude stink

i cant stop stressing over this
they screwed me over
how could it end like this?
i feel im pissing in the wind

im turning in my sleep
i wake up and weep
it dont help countin sheep
my nightmares come up and creep
 
I'm just so fuckin depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in


That means so much to me right now there not my lyrics there Eminems but they relate to me so much right now

im going for a while ... ive lost the passion for writting music so i wont be on this part of the forum for a while untill i find passion and myself again
 
What good would words do
kept close to ones heart
to paint a minds picture
of the breath of a sleeping child
or a moonbeam mirrored on
the surface of waters
stilled in sleep.
and in my darkness
words create light

But what light can come
of words covered by the puss
of your wounded heart
words etched into the sticky surface
of your pulsating organ
that throb to the beat of
some distant drum
my heart or yours
When will healing come

I want to tear those words out
that you've kept so hidden
Tear them from the hearts flesh
and leave them exposed
give them air to breath and be heard
I want to tear them from the wounds
so that healing can fully begin

Don't leave them locked beneath the scars
battling sinew to be renewed
set them free.
Tell me what is on your heart.
 
About love by me....

Love is one of the biggest themes of all times, much has been written about it and write it.
Words and concepts are quite different. The most emotional part of our confusion and our lack of impropriety with respect to our concepts.
So what is love? How is love? There is really only one definition for a topic as complex or are hostages of relativism? And then there are many definitions of love as many people on this planet?
Far from developing complicated philosophical arguments in this regard, we first define the object of our love: he focuses on us, on the other, or in a special type of relationship between us and the other? Is found, in fact, the love of my life?

Every day you find people claiming to have found the great love of their lives. Not found? Not sought? Did not know what they were looking for? Found and not acknowledged? Found and unable to capitalize?

In life, you do not find what you want, only to find that it is prepared. :yes:

Many people complain about the absence of the ideal match, but do not realize they are living the illusion of finding their other half and, consequently, they are divided in half, incomplete beings in search of someone to complete.

Search the other half for another person means to delegate the difficult task to make you happy and supply shortages that shows your personality and that can only be met by you.


Human beings will always be "half" different joints that do not form a unity, even in the most beautiful and perfect love that you know.
When two people "whole" are can be happy, as two halves...

Valley council in the tone of irony and joke: "If you want to be happy, no case, but if you want to make someone happy, then case because two people with this philosophy will contribute to the happiness of one another."

The desire of loving union is more clear if a desire for expansion and growth, to share different universes in some respects, similar in others, but where the search for similarity to all or living with full difference would be nonsense.

Nobody is responsible for our happiness and not us by anyone, but we are all jointly responsible for participating in the construction of the happiness of each other.

Deliver the other person "the burden" to make you happy is exempt itself from responsibility for their own emotions, feelings and choices and take the comfortable role of victim. After all, if not certain, the blame is the one that failed to make you happy.

This behavior to make the other to take responsibility for our happiness characteristic selfishness, vanity and narcissism, as part of the assumption that we are very important, to the point where the other has the "obligation" to make us happy. The question is: This is love for others or just for yourself?

The two most frequent in relationships of love are always the people who are passionate for the "mirror" (someone very like it) and those who are passionate for its opposite - it someone completely different.

In the first case the person does not know it you are looking for a comfortable, but not silly position of having to learn or to adapt to anything, actually lives with a copy of itself, whether real or submissive.

In the second case, not know it you are looking for someone who pays the areas not worked on your personality and your social skills, transferring to another all that is difficult to do. In both cases, we observed a clear easily recognizable face of selfishness: the narcissism.


Whatever the path chosen to speak of love (passion is another matter) realize that love is a legitimate feeling that part of us toward the other and not something we expect from the other for us.

The desire of love is linked to the desire for expansion, the simultaneous presence of the similarities and differences. The feeling of love that we can devise more legitimate part of a donation always without the need for submission, without the need for tolerance of failure, to share without the need for self-abandonment. Love is add, multiply and divide, never subtract.

Love remains the greatest challenge and adventure of the human species!

Therefore, a good indicator of the veracity of our love for someone is how it transforms us, as the pass, overcoming our selfishness and narcissism, and it evolved to live intensely.
:)
 
perspective

is it selfish to lament life's disappointments?
when they come the blow is so crushing
yet i see in the eyes of those truly tortured souls
and feel embarrassed by the embellishments i allow

what does it matter about a missed opportunity?
when a child is dying from abuse and neglect
our worlds get ripped and shattered so easily?
their pain is not imagined nor is it escapable

someone was unkind today but so what?
no one knocked me to the ground or spit on me
i still live in regular and average is not so bad
when i see broken bodies with their spirits so sad

some mothers endure the unedurable to protect
while others offer up their offspring without a care
sometimes the protected ones forget their mothers
while abused ones cling tightly to the one who scares

forgotten mothers would do it all again to save them
abused children would endure all for a single smile
it's easy to think our imperfect lives hold no value
until we see those who value what we could not bear

 
That is exactly how I was feeling when the disappointment of the delayed concerts came and the possibility of us all missing it altogether.....and then that same day I found out that the child who was abducted in Eastern Canada had been murdered. Same age as my son, murdered.....I have nothing to complain about. Nothing. I have my children safe and mostly happy, mostly healthy. There is nothing else that matters as much as that. As much as the ones we love. Our loved ones. All of them.

Thank you for that poem friend, and all the poems here btw.
 
yw Ape. that is very sad :( about the child in Canada. i'm so happy the little boy in California that was abducted had a much happier outcome. i watched films yesterday about children in Africa being accused of being witches and the abuse that is happening to them, that in large part has to do with my thoughts. i'm glad you have your children and everyone is safe and happy. that is the greatest of all. take care :flowers:
 
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perspective

is it selfish to lament life's disappointments?
when they come the blow is so crushing
yet i see in the eyes of those truly tortured souls
and feel embarrassed by the embellishments i allow

what does it matter about a missed opportunity?
when a child is dying from abuse and neglect
our worlds get ripped and shattered so easily?
their pain is not imagined nor is it escapable

someone was unkind today but so what?
no one knocked me to the ground or spit on me
i still live in regular and average is not so bad
when i see broken bodies with their spirits so sad

some mothers endure the unedurable to protect
while others offer up their offspring without a care
sometimes the protected ones forget their mothers
while abused ones cling tightly to the one who scares

forgotten mothers would do it all again to save them
abused children would endure all for a single smile
it's easy to think our imperfect lives hold no value
until we see those who value what we could not bear
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:clapping: Congratulations friend! Your beautiful poem! :wild:
 
:) ty ashtanga


This is a Real Love

what is a man?
a name? a face?
a genre?
the totality of everything everyone has ever said?

papparrazzi waits outside his door
fans fight to get closer to his side
most recognizable man in HIStory...
strong views from every side,
lovers and haters
invasions of privacy
the constant circus
obstructs and hides him
deeply from full view
and makes him the one
that nobody ever really knew

in his presence
lovers love him more
haters love him for a while
there's not one he cannot penetrate
with his rockstar smile
take a lesson from the man
holding nothing back
giving it full every time
leaves everyone guessing
of the man we're not addressing

cleaving to an image in our heads
eyes are clouded by the pizazz
this man we cannot see
is Human just like you and me
a scale that tipped out of balance
showing a lopsided view
of this man who we never knew

screaming his name from all four corners
is all that we who love him can do
when he tried to show more
stones were hurled to break him
his messages got twisted
hands clasped over ears
distorted his image
so his words would not ring true

the gate was shut
doors had been closed
for a time
there was nothing more to us
he was willing to show
still we echoed his name
it bounced from all four corners
and his broken heart overflowed
the door cracked open
and now is our turn to show
we are the ones he loves
and won't burn out
when the wind blows

how can we possibly convey?
the solemnity in our souls
that reaches out to him to say
you are real and it's you we feel?
what power can be called on
to show that we too are real
and have only one goal
so in his heart of hearts
he will know
Michael, you are dearly loved.
 
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