Best Fightin Poems
A Whistling Girl and a Crowing Hen...A Whistling Girl and a Crowing Hen
By Elton Camp
“We keep thet big flock o’ chickens fer eggs and meat,” Milas explained to his niece Elvira visiting from the city. “We git tired of so much p......
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Categories:
fightin, humorous,
Form:
Prose
Worst Hip Hoppin' Rap Lines...what's goin on here
yeah yo hot momma and yo soul sistah
fightin and freakin
smilin then pic-pac-pic-pac wrestlin
and you makin me go go go
to start another smokin show,
c'mon lousy dudes
bombin aw......
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Categories:
fightin, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Diary of a Great Depression...At my own admission I've grown black hearted, Find it hard to cry for the dearly departed. I've started with myself and made no difference...
my reflection ain't healthy I've been plagued by ignoranc......
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Categories:
fightin, depression,
Form:
Lyric
Gotta Get Down To Go Up...you gotta join in the struggle for the ill-gotten gains
of the movers and the shakers on the streets Wall and Main
we will take what we are due like the Sioux we'll count coup
on the heads of the ......
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Categories:
fightin, rap,
Form:
Free verse
Beating the Odds...Have you ever had to live with a father who abused the ones you loved?
Ever had to sit back and pray because it is just too much?
Ever had to live up to the potential of someone else and fail?
Eve......
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Categories:
fightin, dedicationme, people, me, people,
Form:
Free verse
Ur a Sister, My Sister...we never planned this,
we never tried.
ur a sister, my sister;
and i still ask y.
all the fightin & noise
and pullin hair,
ur a sister, my sister;
and its just not fair.
we r sisters & someti......
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Categories:
fightin, dedication, sister,
Form:
Verse
Show Me...There's one simplle rule that a writer should know,
that is when you can tell and when you should show,
so armed with this thessis I took up the task
of one page of showing, not too much to ask.
......
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Categories:
fightin, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Gravity...Verse 1:
Taking money out my pocket,
Spendin how ya wanna.
Want the money and the fame,
Screaming california.
But I can't do these things.
Baby if you want me,
You betta act like it.
'Cau......
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Categories:
fightin, betrayal, change, lost love,
Form:
Lyric
Contradicted Convict Finds Concept...I used 2 think I know what I wanted out of my confused soul/
I want not what I have ,I want what I never had/
I want my time 2 stop, yet it still continues 2 go/
I strive 2 be good but almost always ......
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Categories:
fightin, adventure, confusion, depression, devotion,
Form:
Concrete
Chi-Town's Cry {pt. 1}...Ppl aroun my age disgust me
All dey kno is $, guns, appearance & Frontin
Fightin, wolfn & cussn
Outside w/no house trainin like dey mama aint tawt em nun
Dey jus show dey butts 2 c who lookin
& ......
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Categories:
fightin, deathworld, age, age,
Form:
Ya Never Know...My best friend has multiple sclerosis at the age of 31,
Every minute someone commits suicide,
Will he make it?
If I pray hard enough will God heal him?
Would it be fair for God to heal him, when ......
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Categories:
fightin, war, god, god,
Form:
Blank verse
Recalling My First Bleed...a pen and a pad is how it began
my life submerged onto some paper
as my soul bled thru black ink
not knowing of what to do or to think
it was as if my hand had a mind of its own
as if something ......
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Categories:
fightin, hopeme,
Form:
I Love Writin...SOMETIMES I FEEL STUCK W/NO POSSIBILITIES
LIKE IM ALONE CUZ NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME
I KNO IM RARE CUZ THERE'S NO ONE LIKE ME
MIMICKIN IS NOT AN OPTION CUZ DEN U'LL HAVE 2 GET INSIDE OF ME
FLOW THRU......
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Categories:
fightin, love, on writing and
Form:
Ugly Truth...i hate to say it but it needs to be said, noone lives forever and inevitably we will all be dead. and sent to heaven or hell wutever it might be, nobody really knows but someday we will all see. and......
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Categories:
fightin, poetry,
Form:
ABC
Back On My Own Two Feet...Friday, Friday, Friday September 29th, 1995
A young lost child was born in a small cold empty room
She was born in a world of confusion
Now she's at the age of 15
And still don't know what to do
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Categories:
fightin, childhood, faith, fear, forgiveness,
Form:
Bio