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Contributed by
Blackheart
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Friday, 22nd August 2014 @ 08:43:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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To anyone who dislikes/hate my work
Because it sounds too depressing...
I'm sorry for my limited emotional honesty,
The most I can give you as of this point in my life is poetry for hope.
And even still,
I can't write a poem for hope without darkness being involved
Pain to me,
Is like trapping to the uneducated and not so intelligent,
The one thing I effortlessly understand.
To write happy poetry or raps,
Is like a high school dropout trap artist,
Aiming to shoot for the stars in the Ph.D layer of the academic atmosphere.
Space, technically...
Why shoot for something that's physically out of my reach,
I'll stick to poetically shooting myself because it's easier.
I watch videos on YouTube of Urban Word poets
Because I am trying to still be part of an environment I will NEVER fit in with,
Personally,
And damn sure artistically.
Also because I am currently trying to write my own urban word story,
Trying to do research on poets I wanna speak on within sharing my journey.
It's gonna be my own rendition of J. Cole's "Let Nas Down"
As I pay my respects to everyone I'm jealous of,
And glorify the fact that I have a dead dream on my conscience
Which I'm struggling to give a honorable burial in my writing ground...
I have no legacy at Urban Word,
And part of me wants to believe that being a successful rapper will make me feel better
And finally let that go...
Yet part of me already knows that I can never make up for it.
And from this generates a large amount of sadness,
That piles onto sadness from my insecurities and loneliness.
So no matter what I write,
I'm always writing from pain
Because I'm a man who walks forward facing backwards...
And to learn how to walk forward facing forward...
For me,
Will be like my brother aiming to shoot for the stars in the Ph.D layer of the academic atmosphere.
Copyright ©
Blackheart
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2014-08-22 20:43:06]
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Re: Change
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by shelby on
Friday, 22nd August 2014 @ 09:37:38 PM AEST
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I want to pick a part of this that is a favorite but cannot do it.The entire write just pulled me inside not only the poem but into your feelings and thoughts.Well done.
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Re: Change
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 23rd August 2014 @ 09:37:53 PM AEST
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Blackheart I like this...
congealed dry blood stuck
or still yet fully alive
and beating delivering
concocting gesticulating
like a sonic motor in overdrive
as if to be pulsating through oceans of thought--- my first thought is
A doctorate ain't anything
by itself
honor thy honor by facing out
and going backward again
The thought ocean is big
you have a great style and it's clearly
original/ yet you should continue
to gather whatever there is/ You gave me thought to Tom Petty's - "running down the dream"
Peace!
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Re: Change
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 22nd September 2014 @ 04:50:07 AM AEST
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beautifully honest poetry, one thing i must say: what you
see in our people's poetry you feel 'jealous' of- let those
things you admire and respect become a part of you and
they will, don't compare your writings to theirs, instead
identify the parts you love and they will become a
part of your own writing style,
hugs n' love nessa |
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