Solitary Night

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Solitary Night

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This joint is from a colabo i did with a friend

how ya'll enjoy
M-Var!o
Suns not up, by I am
Night sky lying while im laying
my touch is frost but im not cold just frightened
I didn’t go to sleep in this field I feel something is wrong
Temper my temperament till it’s steel then feel out what is going on
I must be 6am ….no dogs barking, empty parking, not a single bird song
Push myself to my feet, where am I and how did I get here
My mind steers through the night before but none of these events clear
Unstable and staggering like a hang over extravagant
Did I take a batterin if I look how I feel I know its not flatterin
The night calm before sunrays, well at least on some days
Not tonight, so I head the wrong way on the right side of a one way
Toys scattered in the yards half erased hopscotch
Bikes with padlocks, lawn gnomes with bearskin hats and ascots
Beauty in disorder has somehow arranged my torture
Estranged now im a martyr in a wold of forfeiture
So I come to grips with solidarity ill inherit the world adherently
Sad that there is no one to share in my new found prosperity
Finger the waves of rays from the streetlight it reflects unbearably
I flinch, then blink catch a glimpse, I stare he stares back at me
I step back rapidly, in shock my muscle tense then atrophy
First thought flight..run…but will he chase after me
He’s is making my fragile world fall apart what a catastrophe
Why is he here? This is not fair! Everything belongs to me!
I existed harmlessly but his very presence ended the Harmony
I fumble for words fall when I stumble into the curb
Panic has my movements both hastened and slurred
Towards his direction I turn my stomach unsettled with nerve
This is absurd, he is gone in his place is a blur
Then a shimmer, then a beam of light flowing in stream
The sunshine screams and bullies away my ongoing dream
The sun is up, by I lay down
The light sky lying while im laying
a touch of warmth but I am not longer frightened


Dagel
The daylight becomes night sky,
I can't say why, but my life's like
a switch blade right into my spine.
My eyes stray away from my path,
the shade of my face seems sad.
Gray like a ghost when frozen,
soul is broken, as cold wind blows in.
The window is open, and as scriptures fly,
pictures slide from the frames in which they lie.
I stare into the city, glare among it with pity,
spare me from living, a grave would be fitting.
There's poetry in the streets, but only in a dream,
and only the seams of sanity can set me free.
I can hardly see, let alone withstand,
these hands hold the scars of second chance.
And I'll be damned to drown in the sands of time,
I might be man...
but even God understands something about pride!
And I cannot die without a sign of sacrifice!
And I will not cry until my mind is lost to Christ!
And I do not believe...
-- wait a minute, back to grace,
what's that staring at me, is it... a human face?
it dont gotta be summer for me to come up north with da birds~Murda for bricks
or Murda by numbers WHEN i Point the 1-2 gauges tre' or fo-five at ya six
- me
AKA Tito Fairbanks
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