why I write slam
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I write to escape, to embody myself in a world free of space and time where my pen can't keep up with my mind as I overflow with rhyme expressing my love, expressing my life.
I write to release,
I write to not feel.
I write to express feelings that I know are real.
I write when I'm confused,
I write when I'm alone,
I write when there's no one but myself at home.
It began with button.
“Butt-uhnn” I said excitedly while pointing at my mother's navel, and then my own indentation where I was once attached.
The problem is that people can only speak with oneMouth. Most people will only listen to a person a single time.
My selfish self wants to stand out and shine,
Like the glowing eyes from the roadside in the night
Making many folks alert of my existence.
Yet, all my life I’ve been watching from behind those dazzling bright eyes,
i write because others write
one day i heard someone speak without making a sound
the book opened on my lap spilled with words that were so loud
at the end of every sentence and/or phrase, was a bold statement
Why I write
The externalization of my internal fight
My words take flight
What I convey not always a delight
The emotions are real,
Flashing before your eyes
Masquerading in my desguise
I have never been able
to trust my mouth
to repeat what I tell it to say,
so the words fell from my mouth
to my hands,
the scratch,
the scribble,
the scrawl,
they told
I used to be depressed
And at times I even desired death
My feelings were strong and extreme
It was the consequence
Of trials and times
That clearly took a toll on me
She speaks in tones of survival-
when my ancestors first were mistaken for railroad ties,
chink
goes the sound of hammer striking metal we were
I record dreams.Not because I believe they are full of meaning,But because they were something I experienced,And I don't like to forget,That which I have experienced.
ITS IN MY SOUL TO EXPPRESS MY INNER THOUGHTS
THAT SCREAMING VOICE THAT NO ONE CAN TOUCH
TAKES OVER MY FINGERS
THAT BRINGS NO FEAR
IM UNTOUCHABLE WHEN I HAVE A PEN NEAR
Why I write
is simply so
when my words sprout wings
and take off into my soul
my mind and spirit
filled with dismay
writing is the ticket
as I take on the soul train
Why I write
I believe that in order for someone to truly develop and mature
they must invest in themselves.
In order to invest in themselves they must recognize what type of person he or she is
Poetry is more than words
put together in rhymes and stanzas.
It’s more than a couplet
Or even iambic pentameter.
To me it iss utter expression.
A way to scream and shout
She’s a young girl.
Soft pale skin, cold worn emerald green eyes,
She’s a misfit.
Alone she sits,
Fists clenched.
Teeth grinding.
You use them to communicate,
you use them to express your hate,
you use them to depict your fate,
you use them to inovate.
but i use them to fight,
i use them to make things right,
Words written in led or words written in ink;
whenever I find a chance, I really begin to think.
Words written in red or words written in pink;
When I find the chance to write, it feels like it was meant to be.
limit of limitations are limitless when i script dreams onto a blank page filled with ideas just awaiting to happen. The thought that no one or nothing could say that im wrong.
Normal is a horribly ugly word
It imprisons the people it labels
takes beauty and cages the bird
Diaries make for lonely companions
yet here I write my darkest words
As the shadows on the wall mimic phantoms
Poetry is fluid
Poetry is right
Poetry is life
Poetry is fight
Poetry is fun
Poetry is truth
Poetry is ...
Expressing you
Poetry helped destroy the Berlin Wall.
Poetry encouraged Allied nations to liberate all decent prisoners off the Holocaust’s downfall.
If I cannot speak, the writing will do it so
As I write my chapters of life, words can let you know
One moment I feel like dropping the pen
But I hold onto it and keep going again.
Breathe a little, and maybe you will see,
that the words inside a poem do not define me.
