Best Guerra Poems
Sobre pressão do hip-hop
estou aqui para declarar
a primeira guerra mundial
do amor
o amor que carrego dentro de mim
o amor que vossos barcos de escravatura
partilharam com os meus ancestors
chorando lágrimas de tristeza,
sobre pressão do hip-hop
faço rimas diabólicas
que atormentam vossos nossos corações
carregando dentro de mim
abuses de raiva
que nem um cão raivoso
ladrando
“Mawe Africa, yaye mother land”
pai meu que estais no céu
santificado são as suas boas obras
que seus herdeiros a destruirão
construindo a torre babilónia
a torre das desgraças tribais
shangweni kalishi shoye, mepya yankweni kutoolamo omatanga.
Ye
ongame ngu omensageiro da verdade
escrevendo
que nem um hip-hop
about the black history
my history
your story
the ******* history
that does not have his own mind
his own country
but deep down under my soul
I have my own mind,
my own culture
and
my own country
sobre pressão do hip-hop
sacrificando a minha caneta
sangrando this sheet mother f… want me dead
ondaninga hano shike ndimone iihuna ngawo
ongame ngu omuthigwa
ndathigwa
procurando por um bem estar
e não um bem ser
sobre pressão do hip-hop
faço rimas nojentas
rebentando vossos estômagos
criando digestão
nem se quer podes dar um passo em falso
kabwalala será o seu sofrimento
enquanto estiveres a ler esta plurificação tribal
ngasakidila kabwalala
por teres dado cabo do mulungo
mal dizendo
de um brain washed
that does not believe in one love,
let it be his historical death
let him desaparecer
but before let me say one love one world one destiny
ndishi ndya ngongo let me smoke you
como se foces o cachimbo da paz
o cachimbo da plurificação
que seus consumidores a desrespeitaram,
sobre pressão do hip-hop
kwaku ni
kwaku
usukula.
Bella, my Bella,my sweet Cinderella Avvicinatevi
Bella allow me to girdle your cold vessel in this
blizzard amidst my flames you can rest entwined
with mellow melodies of my chest as I caress your
heavenly as I comb through your mind with sizzling
breaths of lion exhale, inhaling particles of delight
emanating from insurmountable cling as I sing from
soul, intensified by hold as you fold and mold a seed
soon to sprout as I shout your name Bella sweet Bella,
spicy taste buds serving dish of opulence hands manage
to hold several positions such like octopus, we squirt ink
across lily white sheet our art complete,Picasso,Picasso,
gallery of tender,griping your waist gripping your soul
fondling in streams of harmless lava,gliding in sweat of Nevada.
Slipping in and out as you shout I cover your mouth as to not
contaminate the canvas, as I cherish piece by piece until
complete,a whole soul, the ceiling fan echoes erotic jungle
in dark room, scientist of love discovering what keeps the
jungle alive as springs of mattress squeals and try to survive ,
wild monkeys swing from mattress to dresser backs against closet
doors art of liquid war sweat smeared on all for walls ,I lift, wrapping
your legs around my waist drawing near my face extending tongue
curling arms around your back until exact measure has been made
for penetration,we faint in whirl pool of exhaustion resting on our
backs drowning rug with divine fluid. Our chest quickly rise and
deflate like a poorly made cake,the ceiling fan blows a breeze
from heaven,I gaze into your eyes and realize your asleep,
I creep to your beauteous sleep and guide your dreaming to
another round, Bella,my Bella,my sweet Cinderella,caldo
abbraccio,arte della guerra liquido.
Italian-
Avvicinatevi-come close
caldo abbraccio-warm emrace
arte della guerra liquido-ART OF LIQUID WAR
By:Elliott Bowe
YOUR HEARTS MINE:
I caught your perfection in your heartbeat. I touched your soul through your hands...
I stole your heart because it needed repair... You asked for a sign...Imagine your surprise, I showed up there.
Im a thief of your Love... I held your heart before it broke completely in four...I have the sealant called Tru Amor.
U knew your heart was confused, Mi Amor I had it the whole ...time... I sing to it in rhyme. I amuse it in play...I am mending it as we speak...Day after day U are stronger,are you not?
I have your heart guarded by angels ... who advise me to test it...and let you be. I made a lot of the broken pieces disappear... Im sorry that anyone inflicted pain sorrow hurt tears & worry.
I sleep with it...keep it warm. I give it strength to tackle this new edition with pure guidance...be not confused. I stole your heart... for it was abused.
I gave you parts of mine in return...Lemme find out...new things you feel and new things you have learned
K.GUERRA
?El aviador y después de la guerra dentro de los mundos en 2005, además de como X-Men, Superman Returns, Misión Hopeless junto a los difuntos en 2006, cada una de estas películas el momento habían sido patrocinados vestuario de Belstaff Belstaff botas son sin duda muy bueno PossibilityXmas viene, si usted tiene recibido Chaquetas Belstaff? Mejor ahora, nos centramos totalmente en los colores de ropa> Cada asiento llega equipado con una pantalla de 23 pulgadas de pantalla plana excelente pantalla además de una variedad de opciones de disfrute
?El aviador y después de la guerra dentro de los mundos en 2005, además de como X-Men, Superman Returns, Misión Hopeless junto a los difuntos en 2006, cada una de estas películas el momento habían sido patrocinados vestuario de Belstaff Belstaff botas son sin duda muy bueno PossibilityXmas viene, si usted tiene recibido Chaquetas Belstaff? Mejor ahora, nos centramos totalmente en los colores de ropa> Cada asiento llega equipado con una pantalla de 23 pulgadas de pantalla plana excelente pantalla además de una variedad de opciones de disfrute
Ever since birth my life has been war
Picking locks when knobs won't open the door
Breaking down walls when there's no window
Try to keep my wounds clean and my mind keen
Got nothing but memories and battle scars to show
******* by nature but rarely mean
I loose a lot of battles but still try to win the war
My heart keeps beating through the day and night
I've been breathing since Autumn of '84
My wisdom grows through the pain and fight
In war there is no true beauty
Only in death after the call to duty
ROADS TAKEN ROADS IGNORED
Fall summer winter and spring....beautiful beginnings they can all bring if u push through and let them grow. roads taken ...roads ignored...the signs..u.. will show.
Some roads u cant take again...some roads are a must...let ur conscience n faith be what u trust.
No need to rush...life is too short to go half-full... patience is a virtue...and is eventually cool.
So many angles u could see through if u wish to take the time...
Like this written rhyme ...
New chances of old becoming more than before...you will know until u open that door
K. GUERRA
NO:
dare nothing dare it all... love is a river...i did not fall know i listen through my soul... and knocking them walls down was my goal... make u move...make you strong again... I didn't fall in love...I expanded it to an ocean...no limits u will find with me... where u do no wrong and can swim in harmony. hear my gestures when u hear a wild wind...why it will last is because i chose to first be a friend. layers I found..of the most beautiful wonders around... layers i still see... perhaps waiting for the likes of me. happy for you always... pray for you...each minute i write... im of war...for your love...i will fight... have been for many moons thus far...I walk by you in the night...to adore you & all that u are. i glance ...and you return a smile...its like a melody i dance for a while..you are what i know... i have asked nothing from you...just time if u can spare...ill give you world of new times...here and there...am i going to let it end? NO...my longtime friend
By Kathy Guerra
OPEN DOORS:
I know we are said to let doors open, For you...I kick them down. I would fight for your wishes ...in secret...if U wanted to know I was nowhere around.
I would sing songs and leave a whisper of my voice, More than Words...or Bed of Roses...ur choice.
I scream in silence...and I silence I adore every waking moment Your endure. Knowing you will bless Your place with love warmth and light... I treasure ever telling u...one time... Sweet Dreams and Goodnight...
Knock doors down...or open doors ...all the same... I'd brag on my Love...puro pride no shame
K. GUERRA
A POET'S LOVE:
YOU...would be reason Id smile like its was the first time we kissed. You, Id treat with honor and admiration, let you know when you are away for a minute Im in total desperation.
I flew into your furious fire and danced with the precious flames... I am into you...with truth. No shame.
I laugh because you fear my love for you, only because you know it is REAL. A POETS LOVE is one that will be written for the world to see... no papers to sign...for the honor in vowing love...is so so mine.
I would treasure your presence in gestures kind...that would stir the curiousity and fantasies of your mind
K.GUERRA
lacrime sono gettati
nel vicolo buio
cestino de pane
spalmato
con sangue u mano
deserto di spine
schizzato durante
l'ultima guerra
cielo notturno
sulla sua veglia
piove flori rossi
il mio cuore
si mescola terreno
marrone con la pozza
fango nascente nasce
le vostra terre
umida de valore
inestimabile
umida con il fruto
della passione
aspettare in eterno
per la corse
del mio amre
There is nothing without his breath in my air
May his eyes always light my life until darkness overwhelms my flesh
May my soul sit with you forever
There is nothing I cannot bring forth
You are my offering, my sacrifice, my lamb of giants
The future is my fortitude
And my foundation is your mind
May you guide me into wisdom and grace
Finally we are beyond the bridge
Crossing over into our glory
Laid to Rest, For A Long Time
Angel de guerra where is your shadow over me?
Have you forgotten your children?
Lift us higher then the towers of Babel
Bring them to ruin, into the soil, into the seas
The rivers ring loud and the mountains watch over me
Bring me forth into the pastures of peace
Arise young warriors your bosom is beneath me
Bow on and lift your eyes toward the revelry
For war is at hand and the mighty will steer
My dear bother Yeshu may you guide us there
Hang us over like dried loin cloths that we my burn out bear
Let us bleed out the salvation of my people and win over fear
Bury, burn and build roots in the graveyard sanctuaries
The steeples are empty and their fridges are full of fiction
Beneath their warring riots they rot inside closed doors
pioggia ti amo
kei e l'aqua
acqua de amore
esistenza
la guerra e sempre
molto intenso
uno di guerra
sul piccolo schermo
giustificando
peccato colletivo
e una virtu
lei e un angelo
labacio
ha intensificato
dirotto danza
corsero ai
ripari e riparo
la sono
rimasto
era eosi bella
e ecstatic
ammirando il suo
corpotorsione
contorsendosi
in agonia
dell'estaci
era beatitudine
hoi siamo una
mi sto sciogliento
in amore
appassionata
e il cielo
ma unia mo
di nuovo
la vita e
una beatitudine
busca la direccion
de la paz
busque el programme
en la tele
donde lo ha buscado
dime por favor
busco un chica
para compatrir
eso es
la loque bisco
la guerra
es un crimen
pioggia ti amo
kei e l'aqua
acqua de amore
esistenza
la guerra e sempre
molto intenso
uno di guerra
sul piccolo schermo
giustificando
peccato colletivo
e una virtu
lei e un angelo
labacio
ha intensificato
dirotto danza
corsero ai
ripari e riparo
la sono
rimasto
era eosi bella
e ecstatic
ammirando il suo
corpotorsione
contorsendosi
in agonia
dell'estaci
era beatitudine
hoi siamo una
mi sto sciogliento
in amore
appassionata
e il cielo
ma unia mo
di nuovo
la vita e
una beatitudine