OK I think this is the poetry section and I have a lot of poems. But usually I don't share them with anyone, mostly because I am afraid of criticism. But hopefully you can help me get over this phobia. I'll start of with this one poem I posted on some other topic and see what happens from there. Pull no punches. :box:
Added 10/9
They say life is short, well days without you are so long,
every other week you'd come home but in few days you'd be gone,
though I'm surprised on how you keep coming back, given the way I treat you,
I'd probably give you away in a snap for a fresh pair of sneakers,
because your never there when I need you, and I hate you for that,
but you keep a roof over my head and nice clothes on my back,
In fact, there are many things that you do so great,
And I love how I can take you anywhere because you're loved in every state,
I love seeing your big face, It feels so good when I hold you,
and show you to my friends as I unfold you,
I've told you that I'll never let you go, but you knew that was a lie,
I'd probably trade you in a blink of an eye for the first thing I could find,
And I don't know why, when you're so hard to come buy,
I swear I'll do anything I can to get you back on my side,
so I'm back on my grind, just to be with you,
damn I envy those that get to see you more then I do.
every other week you'd come home but in few days you'd be gone,
though I'm surprised on how you keep coming back, given the way I treat you,
I'd probably give you away in a snap for a fresh pair of sneakers,
because your never there when I need you, and I hate you for that,
but you keep a roof over my head and nice clothes on my back,
In fact, there are many things that you do so great,
And I love how I can take you anywhere because you're loved in every state,
I love seeing your big face, It feels so good when I hold you,
and show you to my friends as I unfold you,
I've told you that I'll never let you go, but you knew that was a lie,
I'd probably trade you in a blink of an eye for the first thing I could find,
And I don't know why, when you're so hard to come buy,
I swear I'll do anything I can to get you back on my side,
so I'm back on my grind, just to be with you,
damn I envy those that get to see you more then I do.
Added 10/9
My momma asked me why I be on the streets,
knowing damn well I'm the reason that we keep on the heat,
yea im grinding,
beacuse she's been jobless for a year and a half,
don't go to school,
because if you can count money you don't need no math,
and I don't need no dad,
man that sucker so ill,
knowing he has bank but he ain't paying no bills,
I got no love for that man,
somebody tell him he should write his will,
because he's dead to me,
and if I see him in the streets it's real,
I never understood the word childhood,
and it wasn't because I didn't go to school,
it's because I was about 9 the first time I started chasing the cool,
and I'm not it saying I had it the worst,
but I knew who had better,
fuck getting government cheese,
I wanted my own cheddar,
because American cheese leads to American dreams,
and when you awake,
you'll find that you never were sleep,
because no matter what I make a week,
man I'll never be please,
because I'm a slave to my mind,
and I'll never be freed.
knowing damn well I'm the reason that we keep on the heat,
yea im grinding,
beacuse she's been jobless for a year and a half,
don't go to school,
because if you can count money you don't need no math,
and I don't need no dad,
man that sucker so ill,
knowing he has bank but he ain't paying no bills,
I got no love for that man,
somebody tell him he should write his will,
because he's dead to me,
and if I see him in the streets it's real,
I never understood the word childhood,
and it wasn't because I didn't go to school,
it's because I was about 9 the first time I started chasing the cool,
and I'm not it saying I had it the worst,
but I knew who had better,
fuck getting government cheese,
I wanted my own cheddar,
because American cheese leads to American dreams,
and when you awake,
you'll find that you never were sleep,
because no matter what I make a week,
man I'll never be please,
because I'm a slave to my mind,
and I'll never be freed.
No worries or cares,
the worst days but still the best years,
of my life,
though everyday I had to fight because of my height,
but no matter tit for tatta,
let the boxing begin,
I was little dude so I had to develop a strong chin,
so I'm trying to contend,
with the bigger kids while trying to defend,
my little brothers and sister who thought I was the man,
yup my biggest fans were the ones I tried to ignore,
I was always annoyed of the fact I was the oldest of four,
I look back on it now,
yea I was young and stupid,
all those lectures my pop gave,
time consuming and useless,
he'll say I been in your shoes,
but I swore my feet were way too big,
besides they didn't make "Jordans" back when he was a kid,
I look at how I was so dumb then,
and how not much has changed,
I grew a few inches and some chin hair,
but we all know I'm still the same,
I got quicksand habits,
so you can say I'm to stuck in my ways,
but it's all because of the way that I was raised,
back in the days.
the worst days but still the best years,
of my life,
though everyday I had to fight because of my height,
but no matter tit for tatta,
let the boxing begin,
I was little dude so I had to develop a strong chin,
so I'm trying to contend,
with the bigger kids while trying to defend,
my little brothers and sister who thought I was the man,
yup my biggest fans were the ones I tried to ignore,
I was always annoyed of the fact I was the oldest of four,
I look back on it now,
yea I was young and stupid,
all those lectures my pop gave,
time consuming and useless,
he'll say I been in your shoes,
but I swore my feet were way too big,
besides they didn't make "Jordans" back when he was a kid,
I look at how I was so dumb then,
and how not much has changed,
I grew a few inches and some chin hair,
but we all know I'm still the same,
I got quicksand habits,
so you can say I'm to stuck in my ways,
but it's all because of the way that I was raised,
back in the days.