Best Freestyle Poems


A Freestyle Poem

I'm curse with pride the golden child surrounded by scream and cries.

Standing tall I refuse cry speaking the truth I don't believe in lies.

Raise in the streets but yet I still can't stand the heat my mind wondering I'm in too deep.

Right now my words is my only drive I'm ducking death so through the night I creep.

Carrying the world on my back the heart of a G standing tall while I face my enemies.

And because of my pride you will always remember me.

Because I believe in loyalty so I will always represent for my family.

Cause to me their love is like heaven to touch and I need  their energy.

But why is this world fill with misery why can't we live together in unity.

It's time for a change and we can start by changing our community.
© Dion Bess  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member LIVING FREESTYLE CM

Charles Messina - Lento Contest

Adoring thoughts focus on life freestyle …
scoring just one private fertile square mile.
Stockpile goods, fish and hunt wild game to store.
Worthwhile garden work brings fruits, greens and more.

Adjourn from life beneath false, greedy skies.
Upturn simple joys as soulfully wise.
Devise strong home and outbuilds by hand earned.
Rise daily filled with all freedom discerned.

Quick Freestyle

I'm barely staying alive 
Staying alive for sorrow
Together we for tomorrow 
Mixing tears with tequila

Sippin on the tequila
And I hope to see ya
I'd hate to be ya
Adios!


Freestyle-

dancing with my muse
twisting desire into dreams-
my pencil lead breaks

Premium Member Very Happy St Patricks Day - the Freestyle

~Very Happy St. Patrick's Day~
(Free Style)


St. Patrick's Day
we're celebrating today
folks wear color green

They drink green beer and dance
and throw parades everywhere
people wear shamrocks

St. Patrick's Day
is a day of magic
merry and laughter

people celebrate
drink eat, have fun with family friends
some also dance, have a ball

Might see a Leprechaun
or a pot just filled of gold
at the end of a rainbow

I wish you the best
may you enjoy this fun fare
all the entire day.


 

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010


March.17.2017


“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” 
- Mark Twain 


Wishing You And Yours a Very Happy And Safe St. Patrick's Day!

Freestyle

F-orgive me Father, for I have sinned
A- better child of God, I could have been
I-n temptation I fell, but now commit 
T-o praise and cherish every single gift
H-oly Father, that to me you give!


Freestyle Poetry

i am only as good as the material i write
i only reflect on the wrongs and the rights
the ills of society the world as a whole
my chance to make a change
and achieve my goals
since poetry is a passion i love it to death
it's not for the fame nor is it 4 wealth
it's 4 my personal satisfaction 4 the world 2 enjoy
2 get things off my chest 2 play with like a toy
as i get better with time every line so intense
with every line that i write leaves you deeper in suspense
each day is something new off the top of my head 
simply brilliant is the content of the poems u have read
this is freestyle poetry at least that's what i call it
my own style with a twist stayin true 2 my calling
the way i play with words i must say is so tight 
so 2 all a good day and the happiest of nights

Freestyle Explanation

Told you I'll confuse you with 
my words
These words,that I say
Makes much more sense if I 
explain
Tell you the hidden meaning 
I mean it,I mean that
I'll hide within my rhythm of 
words
I encourage you to listen
Feel this
Feel my words float through 
your 
mind 
And understand where you 
stand
Within my words
I come from no return
Back to the sender
I remember
Nothing
But I speak on it
Love. Bullying. Relationships. 
Sex. Abuse. Loneliness. Anger. 
Racism. Heartbreak. Lost. 
Adventures. War. And 
absolutely nothing. 
Doesn't mean I've experienced 
it
But I understand it
I learn it
I know the right words to use
For those who can relate
I rate,irate?
Don't be,cause you're not alone
I own,I loan you my words
Hear this
Feel this 
Understand it's
My heart to heart
Don't be afraid 
As I explain
This is 
My art of art

Freestyle Love

If we made love on the 4th how would the 5th feel
If i was holding you now how would the grip feel
Lips seal cause you're speechless
Legs wide as I reach this special section
Juices flowing got your Pu see flexing
I'm making myself at home with strokes of perfection
Our eyes connect wit stares of reflection
Passion a little sweat moans say no regret
Digging nails in my skin & didn't climax yet
Laying together in the dark make our bodies silhouette
In this moment we have everything
Forgetting what we'll never get
Love ends our everyday 
Just like the sunset

T.B.T

Rap Freestyle 2019

Anyone can make it flow if they go,
Diddy didn’t did he though,
Did diddy do that did he 
and did Diddy go pro, 
Diddy didn’t no 
he didn’t steal the show 
just showed skills below 
par bellowing out no go no no all slow 
he’s no pro bro skills don’t grow.

I’m up here and you’re down low,
you say that you’re an MC,
I think you’re an EMPTY, 
don’t agitate or tempt me 
to vent at present with plenty to be appreciated, 
you’ll be slated, 
I give it whole while you rhyme grated, 
misplaced and flakey, 
you’re just a fake G, 
mistaking where your place be, 
face don’t phase me, 
beat you when I’m lazy, 
now move away before I get crazy.
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.

Free Style

This is just a freestyle poem
I really don't have much time
I love to sit and wonder 
I crack up every time I rhyme

all you have to do in life 
if you want to get ahead 
is beat your sister up the stairs
on the way to bed

when you start to take life too seriously
it's not fun to play anymore
everything's so serious
everyone is a bore.

I say we should all freestyle
maybe just for today
we don't know what you're thinking 
so what do you have to say?
© Robyn Cobb  Create an image from this poem.

A Freestyle Spur of the Moment Thing

Dazed n confused
Not knowing how to help if its not spoken of too
Expressing is like a suggestion of how deep its roots
Dazed n confused 
Not knowing how to help if rooted out too
Just feeling bruised
n stripped arms split blood drips n thrown in a hole left to the wolves
Knowing better tho 
Just mentioning the motion of emotions felt while being being bum-rushed by scars that were produced
Silently roaring the proof
Dazed n confused
A lil gesture of consideration returned n provoked concern
Dazed n confused 
Thoughts of smothering n tryin too hard put aside for questions of relevance that are shown why they are 
yurned
What's the answer in return 
Nothin
Dazed n confused
Wearing fortified gear ready for anything anyone or something
Dazed n confused
Not ever ready to give up just not knowing what to do...Peace

Lurid Random Morning Freestyle Vr 2 Point 0

I’m cold to the bone
All my life I have wandered alone
Though billions intone
Those others stray from my mind…
I trust my heart
To seal the truth of what I find:
The essence that reminds me
of seeking and of finding
that love
of mine.

With one breath
Rises the fate
That two hearts long to- to align
For this life
Dreaming of faith
in love

shall I now presume
to become all that I am and pursue
The wonder ensued
The wonder she still invokes..
or wander with
All thoughts wrest into needless flight:
Obscurely swirling blindly
A chance hands clasp in binding
for warmth
From cold

I am here
Waiting for you
To reveal what you hold inside
This unknown
Channels a dream
Of life

now follow the dream
calling forth to establish a scene  
the things we have seen
leaves motives unbridled... yet,
still cold reserve…
assumptions dancing through the verbs…
the cells inside enliven
coalescing an alignment
of love
for you

all my heart,
all of my love
every thing this life shall reveal
all my will
given to you
my love.
© Billy Tunk  Create an image from this poem.

Another Freestyle

this is not a poem this a rap tell if you like it


I'm sick in the mind can't you tell by my rhymes/

Got my own swagger and yeah i got a hell of a style//

Aching for niggaz to step up man this game is mine/

flowing in a different dimension yeah I'm flowing through time//

raise in the streets but i refuse to cry man i refuse to die/

a star is born and he's a hell of a child consume with pride//

my whole crew is leaders and man we don't believe in lies/

and plus we're dodging death can't close our eyes//

you could call me a fiend cause i'm addicted to crime/

leaving a legacy like Michael Jordan in his prime//

speaking words of wisdom stuck in the street behind enemies line/

smelling like a pond when i'm spitting yeah my flow is high times//

a real lyrical asssaisin making money like magic/

abr-ka-da-bra this game is so tragic dragtics//

but yet i'm still on the block stretching money like elastic/

my money be flipping all day just call it gymnastic//
© Dion Bess  Create an image from this poem.

Freestyle Turned Poetry

It's kind of funny, I don't know what to write
is this supposed to be about my life
It never will be my heart pumps like a wilder beast
I need you in my reach please don't stop
my heart my stop can't go to the top without you
I refuse
So guess I got the blues how do I choose
let me out tape over my mouth feel like I'm trapped
in this house know what I'm talking bout
And if somebody find out then he might find out 
Then I'm out permanently you see cuz loving you
deletes me and I'm no where ready to take you steady
but I can't help this feeling growing in my belly
shortness of breath
you already know you the best so why contest to this dude
there's no contest let me take care of the rest
I'll be back in a flash and if you asked I'd give it all to you 
including this cl*ass codes to my cash cuz it more to you 
than blunts rolled and checks cashed I want something that will last
I can't take this running forth and back scratches on the back
but its worth it he's worthless matter fact pick me up in the black
tell me what you want me to do cuz it's always been about you

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RENI GAME FREESTYLES
myspace .com/ renygamefreestyles 
that's not a link to anywhere just link information for the freestyle above
that I converted to a poem I guess anyway its the first video hope this is ok

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