Posts Tagged ‘poetry’

a quest beyond the psyche

Posted: September 24, 2012 in Psychology
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hittin’ the mean streets
merely looking for repeats
and of course inconsistencies
for what we know based on conspiracies
and simple fallacies
searching for truth
with demeanor of utter couth
for the answer is out there
not knowing is what we can not bare
seeking light at the end of tunnel
watching things spiral out of control
as if poured through a funnel
settle not
for we get hot
towards the future tis where we look
things we seek not to be found in a book
marching to a different drum
we surely do sweat
on our persistence and determination
is where we place our bet
failure being not an option
all things known will become undone
through the knowledge we hold
the truth shall be told
each day we drudge through
the endless fight
digging clawing
with all our might
seeking what has not been sought
in a battle that has yet to be fought
get freakin’ cocky
the anthem i surely do cry
scream it loud and proud till the day i die
we know now more than we once did
and that’s where masses place their bid
we are a new generation
seeking endless information
we will not rest
for we…truly relentless
are ready for the test
brushed off
wrongly rubbed
frowned upon
never knowing where it all went wrong
we continue in this endless parol
a quest for something new
tis what i sing in this carol
so there i stand just one boy
shouting loud…i’m fully joy


Posted: September 21, 2012 in Uncategorized
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a never ending battle
a constant crusade
all things with which we’ve been tempted
have all been forbade
desperately seeking to spread the love
the love that was given from our Father above
something so real and pure
for any ailment He is the cure
i’m walking with the King
just listen to the anthem I sing
I stand beaten and broken
you hear not the words i’ve spoken
the time is now
align with me
i’ll show you how
and you shall see
the glory and majesty
of our great King
this being a courtesy
from the depths i bring
i stand loud and proud
with my knuckles bloody
and my face is muddy
i’m still scrappin’
to their sidearm they be strappin’
with a grin and a smirk
i heed their advance
for this moment is more than happen stance
it was written and will come to be
for all the world shall surely see
this fight that’s in me
this everlasting creed
open your eyes and you shall see
it’s not just me that must bleed
i’ve got this pen and pad
from which pours out my soul
i’m a soldier with one goal
to be a mighty warrior
the likes of which has never been seen before
for the young, bound, and sadly unspoken
i stand tall with these chains now broken
take me here
take me now
take me for all i am
and you’ll see how
this storm that brews in the depths of my gut
for when the lights of this world…out they’ve been shut
He’ll light the path to which i must walk
act now no more time for talk
as i lie on the field of battle feeling broken
words fall from my mouth with my lips now open
scrape and grasp…with my fingernails i must claw
as the passersby stand in awe
of Glory and victory i do cry
as the enemy shall presently die
in the end it shall be as it was written
as He said before…let me tell you…WE WIN

She gave my mind a shimmy

Posted: September 14, 2012 in Chaos
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Never knowing when it’ll come
All contemplation becomes undone
If only I knew what’s next to come
I got to get me some
Break out this pen and pad
Gotta get it all out
Here we go, I’m about to shout
As it dances upon my shiny tongue
From my lips your ears will be hung
With my ears wide open
She spoke for me to listen
As the words from her mouth they did fall
My preponderance did consider
Consider consider, consider them all
To new direction they did lead
For what’s next on her lips I must heed
With my dear new friend
Our future sees no end
With her near and dear to my heart
From my thoughts she shall never part
Her constant whispers in my ear they do sing
Through the halls of my mind they continually ring
Forgetting where it all started
Recollecting where we’ve been
The breathe flows from her lips still parted
Enticing the flow from my glittery pen
Breaking through all conformity
Knocking down any barrier
To see it unfold is oh so pretty
These words that flow own to the presence of her
Starring at this black and white
Scratches here scratches there
What once was there I do not care
Deep inside thoughts and ideas continue to burn
To what end…time will have its turn
For what comes next will fuel the fire
Stimulating my inner desire
The spinning ideas grow exponentially
Whilst I sit and ponder
To what next dare I wonder
As my pen it continues to bleed
Planting yet another seed
These words I tell you you must heed
For their message you do need
From the bottom of my creativity I’m a scraper
I…I…I just need…another sheet of paper

how the hell do we get started
lets keep it simple
corey you cant say that
i constantly hear
censorship sucks
i shout in revere
this country is going to hell
can we see what the future holds
is it the children
it should be but is it
well a good question i am posing
but one without an answer
why is there no answer
sadly no one cares
stoners are dumb
teenagers are morons
hippies great but misguided at times
anarchists can be fun
but no future they have
politicians are not perfect
theyre humans i am told
activists typically are phonies
though their causes may be just
support them support them
support if you must
expect nothing to come of it
as i said theyre full of __
now i censor myself
to please the losers that read
as they can not handle
the things in this creed
now i could go on for hours
but to an end i must get
homos are multiplying but how
lesbians think they have power now
rebellious i think not
simply a sad display
of the common corruption
of the youth today
feminists keep singing their anthems
their men bashing politic clashing
never taking heed
to the headlines they read
im so quick to dismiss
youre all pretty useless
piggish men they make me sick
disgusting bastards
their female counter part
the dirty hoochies
poor children without role models
where the hope lies
no one truly knows
tattoos can be colorful
but art is impermanent
families suck but we hold them dear
loss & loneliness is what we fear
money is irrelevant but vital
status is important
but only to thyself
I have bashed on you all
yet love for you i truly do feel
as you are my brothers sisters
friends and companions
without you life is incomplete
for greater than you
i could not compete
i surround myself with greatness
yet find myself alone at times
finish finish finish right now
they scream they scream
the arrogant overweight
the bureaucratic cow
im smart sexy dare i say stupendous
i say what i want whenever i want
i’m everything you can love
& everything you can hate
you take me as i am
or don’t take me at all
im shaken off all the haters
showin love to all my niggas
follow the example i set
to victory i will lead
my lifes an open book
all you need is to read