"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Alluring are those eyes resting beneath each curl of hair.More like,Coils wrapping my mind around the thought of moving them aside to,Kiss those lips if you dare.Poetry,Is the way you flow with me inside of a world I conjure when I’m blowing trees,Convincing you to go with me,Into a world where I’m sewing these wounds... Continue Reading →
A reflection was needed more than a rhyme with how erratic,Yet,Predictable they have been.They,A family wretched in nature while ridden by demons who've they've joined forces with.Dead of dreams while smothering any hint of light beaming towards their person… What am I to do?How do I escape the clutches of withered souls who quench their... Continue Reading →
The Earth is home,Yet,We soil it with concrete and skyscrapers.Sunshine so bright,Some eyes go blind,But,At least I have mine still in tact!To see every lie planted along the edges of my garden,The weeds I cut every morning after I yawn and,Stretch my arms while reaching for the stars… Dying,On an earth that allows you to... Continue Reading →
Time to handle these emotions with class,Now that I'm grown with a new set of principles in the palm of my hands.Life's been the hardest teacher I have had to bypass,And live within a dream only my eyes can see while I put it in a rap!Covering my wounds.Wounds opened by every friend that wasn't... Continue Reading →
So weird,Writing this piece during my recovery.Because,I've lived a life rife with mistakes I'm trying to right before I'm dead,In a grave,With no chance to rebuttal each critic of my existence.And,I can't use a voice I've seemed to have burned out by belching complaint after complaint from the top of my lungs.All over anger and... Continue Reading →
Overthinking is a bad habit a lot of us get into.Every time I can't seem to make the pen move,I get confused,Because,It's all I want to do,But,When I wake up I tend a choose,A blunt I shouldn't be lighting up inside of my room.Clouded!By the smoke twirling all around me while I'm shrouded by so... Continue Reading →
Nothing really matters anymore,In a City war-torn from all the trauma it doesn’t want to deal with anymore.So,When I walk down the block on Broadway,For some Chicharron you can see at Mambi’s cooking all day,I shake my head at everybody putting up an act,After being called to “action”… But,I don’t want to waste my mother... Continue Reading →
Beginnings of a poem can be hard.Especially,When all you want to do is see humanity crumble by its own karma.Humanity deserves every bit of it!,But,Who am I to open my mouth and alarm us?Too many Bel-air dreams with a will to farm a plant,Drink as many shots you can,With a pill in hand!No matter how... Continue Reading →
Expressing my feelings is something I forgot how to do throughout these past several lonely years of my life. How can you not when all you've known is anger for longer than you can remember? And it hardly ever gets better as I wrestle with one question. Is it even worth expressing what makes my... Continue Reading →
Clouded.By fear of being myself amongst demons walking in the flesh.Surrounded,By vessels emptied of their heart and soul,As I watch those akin to my blood become just like them… Would call them family,But,That would require loyalty and change at a price only God can set.Being pennywise,I only have enough for myself as man pressured by... Continue Reading →
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