SeveroDrgnfli
Ain't nobody tryin to get indicted.
Thanks a lot man. I'm a student of Bukowski and Frost. They're introspective.
The Coli's Poetry Thread
- Thread starter Prynce
- Start date
WhatsGoodTy
Ya feel me
One of these threads and I wasn't @ it 
save space for later
save space for later
give us some bars brehOne of these threads and I wasn't @ it
SeveroDrgnfli
Ain't nobody tryin to get indicted.
Part Of My Partner:
I'm half of one whole, but she is all of me.
I offer myself to her hoping she'll take all of me.
She only wants what she likes, is that all of me?
If I could break myself into pieces I'd give her what she wants and throw away the rest.
What are we to each other? A collection of parts.
Hair, eyes, ass, genitals, and arms.
What about our hearts? That's where the magic is.
Imagine this, a world without imagination or love, to me they're one in the same.
I imagined loving you since before I saw you. I imagined the person you'd love and that's who I became.
Love brought us together and love tore us apart.
What were we to each other, other than a collection of parts?
I'm half of one whole, but she is all of me.
I offer myself to her hoping she'll take all of me.
She only wants what she likes, is that all of me?
If I could break myself into pieces I'd give her what she wants and throw away the rest.
What are we to each other? A collection of parts.
Hair, eyes, ass, genitals, and arms.
What about our hearts? That's where the magic is.
Imagine this, a world without imagination or love, to me they're one in the same.
I imagined loving you since before I saw you. I imagined the person you'd love and that's who I became.
Love brought us together and love tore us apart.
What were we to each other, other than a collection of parts?
Recca Gatsby
LWO
The Prized Wolf of VuΔjak
As such the Homeland of the times bred most, sign of the times
She was born into the snow, valiant as the first day of the first month
Her presence begets the beginning of new as her cries echo in anew
Prodigy of the most high, her intellect astounds for masses to flourish in
An array of gasps play background to her voice, subtle her very nuances
Fearless as the bombs float back atop land, her grand stand of dominance over this vast land
Paws are as her hands she lays her mast plan and forms fists to clench before the Winter spans
She speaks through the piano, one of her many languages
With eyes closed and paws lain barren upon the keys
Along with her bark there combines a rightful passage
Sheβs talented
From that moment forward not man nor time shall hold her back
New pastures unbeknownst to her yet she treks with a dominance
Prominent, only herself she can find conflict in
Still going, ascend with the plan, use the moon for fuel, surpass any man
As stubborn as the wind blow, how could it be any different
This wolf is blessed with the tools, perfect with her ascension
As such the Homeland of the times bred most, sign of the times
She was born into the snow, valiant as the first day of the first month
Her presence begets the beginning of new as her cries echo in anew
Prodigy of the most high, her intellect astounds for masses to flourish in
An array of gasps play background to her voice, subtle her very nuances
Fearless as the bombs float back atop land, her grand stand of dominance over this vast land
Paws are as her hands she lays her mast plan and forms fists to clench before the Winter spans
She speaks through the piano, one of her many languages
With eyes closed and paws lain barren upon the keys
Along with her bark there combines a rightful passage
Sheβs talented
From that moment forward not man nor time shall hold her back
New pastures unbeknownst to her yet she treks with a dominance
Prominent, only herself she can find conflict in
Still going, ascend with the plan, use the moon for fuel, surpass any man
As stubborn as the wind blow, how could it be any different
This wolf is blessed with the tools, perfect with her ascension
add on
Last edited:
more later
WhatsGoodTy
Ya feel me
I can hear my thoughts I can see my fears
I can feel the twist and knots i see the tears
I can taste the blood and it's never good
Almost died was it death you was looking for ?
Trying to be dead,but I guess living was misunderstood
They ain't never hurt they don't know this pain
You really can't explain the transition from sane to insane
It takes some to realize this isn't a fukking game
The saddest is something I never overcame
And they say things never stay the same...
I can feel the twist and knots i see the tears
I can taste the blood and it's never good
Almost died was it death you was looking for ?
Trying to be dead,but I guess living was misunderstood
They ain't never hurt they don't know this pain
You really can't explain the transition from sane to insane
It takes some to realize this isn't a fukking game
The saddest is something I never overcame
And they say things never stay the same...
WhatsGoodTy
Ya feel me
At night I simply don't sleep
Maybe because I like being the black sheep.
Standing still thinking..as my eyes make rapid movements.
I'm conveying dreams into reality searching for the ones that will show clear improvements.
Everything is muted... Silence is the sound of insanity. All I want is to hear a noise..the night is so quiet is this my punishment? God won't give me amnesty.
I've tried to take a sleeping pill, and a sleeping pill turned into sleeping pills..I'm slipping still...I catch myself unfortunately. Every second hurts damn who ever said that time kills. I mean to kill time you have to have some, but when the time has you hypnotized you'll realize you've been
victimized.
Your whole life..Born...grow...old, then die...that's just the way of life. Other things factor in, but not tonight.
I'm burning up in the winter..the heat isn't on...blankets barely on me..cold sweats.. Self threats...win...lose..draw..place your bets. No predictable outcome in this game called life.
I got enough bags under my eyes for any issues you deliver to me.. I got enough gray hairs to turn your smile upside down...
I embark on this mission I got enough tears to set my arc afloat. I just hope I don't get caught fishing hook..line..and sink..down my throat..
The sun is rising, so I guess we'll never know.
Maybe because I like being the black sheep.
Standing still thinking..as my eyes make rapid movements.
I'm conveying dreams into reality searching for the ones that will show clear improvements.
Everything is muted... Silence is the sound of insanity. All I want is to hear a noise..the night is so quiet is this my punishment? God won't give me amnesty.
I've tried to take a sleeping pill, and a sleeping pill turned into sleeping pills..I'm slipping still...I catch myself unfortunately. Every second hurts damn who ever said that time kills. I mean to kill time you have to have some, but when the time has you hypnotized you'll realize you've been
victimized.
Your whole life..Born...grow...old, then die...that's just the way of life. Other things factor in, but not tonight.
I'm burning up in the winter..the heat isn't on...blankets barely on me..cold sweats.. Self threats...win...lose..draw..place your bets. No predictable outcome in this game called life.
I got enough bags under my eyes for any issues you deliver to me.. I got enough gray hairs to turn your smile upside down...
I embark on this mission I got enough tears to set my arc afloat. I just hope I don't get caught fishing hook..line..and sink..down my throat..
The sun is rising, so I guess we'll never know.
Going to come back to this soon.
EDit
Last edited:
Recca Gatsby
LWO
The Uncertain Mr. You
It is within the gut, the gut which we are said to have feeling
Yet it seems to be within our dreams we seem to feel the most
When those are not awake, vulnerable to the shakes of wake which lead to cold dreams
It is then when eyes are wide open we can be most vulnerable
For even awake, closed eyes do you no luck
Be strong, lad, be strong
Surely, surely you jest
It is just a dream, most of which you take to forget
Yet sinking, and sinking you feel as the sun sets
More time disparity, time never lets
For recovery, the rudeness teacher of life
Time and life are a tag team with faces made of people, you seem to forget
The two are a tandem you say and seem to accept with no regret
Not out loud do you speak, but subconscious begets
Which leads to second guess
And it is up to you to drive through this foggy mess
It is within the gut, the gut which we are said to have feeling
Yet it seems to be within our dreams we seem to feel the most
When those are not awake, vulnerable to the shakes of wake which lead to cold dreams
It is then when eyes are wide open we can be most vulnerable
For even awake, closed eyes do you no luck
Be strong, lad, be strong
Surely, surely you jest
It is just a dream, most of which you take to forget
Yet sinking, and sinking you feel as the sun sets
More time disparity, time never lets
For recovery, the rudeness teacher of life
Time and life are a tag team with faces made of people, you seem to forget
The two are a tandem you say and seem to accept with no regret
Not out loud do you speak, but subconscious begets
Which leads to second guess
And it is up to you to drive through this foggy mess
WhatsGoodTy
Ya feel me
My heart is weak like old fragile bones
I've fallen down emotionally my life won't be alerted and no one will pick up their phones
I really feel like I'm on my last leg this is for all the marbles
I can't afford to fukking lose I must seek victory
All the souls I helped cleanse while giving away mine
It's no way in hell that you can say I ever acted nikkardly
I should go to church and research all the benefits you get from God's doing
Maybe I'm getting punished for all my sinning
Maybe...just when I thought the pain was at its pinnacle it was actually just beginning
They say time will heal but honestly I don't have much of that,and I can't steal any because I'll be stuck exactly where I'm at
Seems like im at the middle of the crossroads and these crossroads has reached a dead end
I'm lost and now I'm trapped if or when they find my body would my spirit ascend?
If I get to look down from the heavens would any of my "Friends" attend
I just want to leave a mark I don't mean to bring my problems in your driveway and park
I just want to know if I ever was to go that it would truly hit your heart
I'm just a man who's embarked on a journey less traveled.....
I've fallen down emotionally my life won't be alerted and no one will pick up their phones
I really feel like I'm on my last leg this is for all the marbles
I can't afford to fukking lose I must seek victory
All the souls I helped cleanse while giving away mine
It's no way in hell that you can say I ever acted nikkardly
I should go to church and research all the benefits you get from God's doing
Maybe I'm getting punished for all my sinning
Maybe...just when I thought the pain was at its pinnacle it was actually just beginning
They say time will heal but honestly I don't have much of that,and I can't steal any because I'll be stuck exactly where I'm at
Seems like im at the middle of the crossroads and these crossroads has reached a dead end
I'm lost and now I'm trapped if or when they find my body would my spirit ascend?
If I get to look down from the heavens would any of my "Friends" attend
I just want to leave a mark I don't mean to bring my problems in your driveway and park
I just want to know if I ever was to go that it would truly hit your heart
I'm just a man who's embarked on a journey less traveled.....
Recca Gatsby
LWO
Yo when did you write this and what influenced it?
WhatsGoodTy
Ya feel me
I wrote that a couple days before I actually posted it. And to deal with depression (it's on and off) when I'm feeling some type I write