Best Innovator Poems
Battle Rap
...poet in da house...
Now have a listen, for I’ll be a kissing…I’m on a mission
And you’ll be a pissing your hemolysin…a smelly emission
My words glisten worth the admission…full of ammunition
You’re under submission a life in prison…meet the mortician
Like a magician I’ll take over your vision…call your optician
You’ll be wishing you had a cosmetician…here’s my aesthetician
~~~
Like Mohamed Ali sting you like a bee…crush you like a flea
You’ll sing like a banshee on a screaming spree…cause I’m beastly
Like Mike Tyson run you like a bison…your blood I’ll syphon
Can’t handle my slicing with every word I ripen…I’m the word titan
Like Frank Sinatra and his mafia from Italia…will give you insomnia
In my euphoria and with your apaxia…you’ll be living with anoxia
~~~
You’re an agitator I’m a decorator…a word builder an innovator
I’m a verse creator a rebuilder renovator…a word generator
I have ambition you need a beautician…an ugly position
In my coalition you need permission…luck with the audition
I’m not a hater just much greater…a smooth operator
Like a Terminator I’ll see you later…your exterminator
~~~
I’LL BE BACH!!!
I'm not really a rapper...just having fun lol
May.16.2018
8 Mile Style Poetry
Sponsored by: Nick Trim
When I think about Michael, my eyes start to tear
He never learned to love, the man in the mirror
His gifts Thriller and Bad, made him the king of pop
A true innovator, creating the moon walk
That dirty Diana, never gave him a kiss
He was a smooth criminal, we were the witness
Loved by many millions, he lived behind his gate
Neverland his prison, prescription pills his fate
A life not fully lived, too soon came to an end
He preferred fantasy, a strange world of pretend
He started to early, wanted to be a child
A part of him missing, his talking voice so mild
Still whenever he sang, he created fashion
What could ever compare, with that kind of passion?
He continues to dance, an image on our screen
He was one of a kind, the best I've ever seen
Uniquely Me Beauty
Creator I am ....... I love to draw, design, .... INNOVATOR .... Yes I am.....
I’m not perfect in anyway ........ half of the time I can barely get my edges to lay #slayed... but I know one thing, God made to create......and that’s exactly what I am doing .... From writing books to sketching cars, houses and shoes..... Touch my soul then float back from Jupiter.. There is no hold on this planet correction U.N.I.VERSE...... my focus can’t be moved, blocked, blurred, deterred or defused..... Humbly I stand before you uniquely mused... perfect in every way..
Can’t wait to create a printer for my brain ....Wait I’ll just meditate and manifest my dynasty ...no but seriously I’m not a basic thinker........ I go completely outside the tesseract to be exact....The Who, what, where’s and why’s ... rise beyond the surface I know I was meant to fly... waves of peculiar thoughts ......3 dimensional.....yours might even become your conscious thoughts if you can get beyond all the hidden figures.... g
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Beautywhispers
You can choose to believe
in yourself
and make something
of your life,
or you can choose
to do nothing
and merely take up time
and space.
You can choose to make
each day a beautiful day,
or you can choose
to walk around in misery
and full of anger.
You can choose to make
a difference in this world,
or you can choose
to complain about everything
and do nothing to change
anything.
You can choose to be
a leader and an innovator,
or you can choose
to follow the crowd
and wander aimlessly through
life.
You can choose
God and everlasting life,
or you can choose sin
and spiritual death.
Everything is about choices.
As a Kid, I never wanted to be viewed as Black. There were always negative connotations that came with that.
Death and Evil, things like the "Black" Plague.
The Representative of Darkness and the Loneliness of Shade.
I Remember a teacher told me according to statistics, by the age of 16 I'd Drop out of School
And by 18, I'd Be in the Prison System or in my Grave.
I guess she was trying to use a scare tactic to make me behave, but I took it in the wrong way!
Now I'm hating myself just because of the pigment of my skin is this way!
But the next couple of days, my opinion changed.
I started to learn some "Evil" History.
You see, there was the KKK and we had the BPP! I learned that my Ancestors were Kings and Queens.
From Light skinned to Dark all Black was Beauty. And a couple of musicians and inventors I do secede.
Then along came the NAACP!
My ancestors were writers and politicians, so what CAN I do?
They were Innovator! So what CAN I do?
They Broke Indestructible Barriers! So what CAN I do?
What CAN I do?
What CAN I do?
WHAT CAN I DO?!
Being Black, the true question is
What CAN'T I Do?
*Dedicated to the NAACP of El Dorado, Arkansas
You Inspire Me
What inspires me?
A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)
A gifted child
An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.
That inspires me and by the way…
O mother you inspire me (most of all)!
Pride is a motivator, a stimulator of scarlet soul
an accelerator to the next glorious goal
generator of newcoming awakening
cultivator out cunning the unkind
cutting away all the doubts and flouts, leaving the babel and rabble behind,
a slayer of beasts and witches,
pulverizer of all that threatens my wishes,
Pride is an educator, a teacher whom need not flatter
or conspire to push passion higher,
a preacher promisin that you can be better than you thought you were,
transformer from the mediocre to a raw reformer
makin my heart the perfect love performer
romanticizer of the love battles that my Lady and I thunder
reinforcer of our durable dreams, encourager for our beautiful hunger,
Pride has weather, moving me to smile at the wind and bear the barbs of error,
an innovator of my instincts, reflector of bleeding color
It compells me to be a competitor, a finisher, and a star runner,
my blessings won't bow to humble hoaxes
my talent cannot tolerate the tamming of tragedies
my courage will not cower with the false virtue of humble hypnotism
ain't no way a honkeytonk humbler gonna wear away my sway,
my faith will not stumble upon the stones of humble wastelands,
I wasn't born to walk with humble eyes,
I'm alive to thrive with a sacred strive,
in pride I hear the voice of my Creator say, be great or die!
J.A.B.
Kanye On Steroids
Date: Fri, Nov 6 2015 at 9:22 PM
god flow on "Steroids"
Fly like I'm "Elroy"
Want my soul dark an "Void"
Voices in my head you might think I was "Paranoid"
But they want to "Killjoy"
Time to bring out the big "Toys"
Toys R us I'm a big kid that want a big kids "Meal"
Happy meals to my stomach "Filled"
Large Sprite with large "Fries"
With chicken nuggets on the "Side"
Riding with Wendy for a "Joyride"
Trying to build a nest in her bee "Hive"
Need bacon with my burger an i don't eat "Swine"
Smiling at these haters why my teeth "Shine"
Play the same song over an press "Rewind"
Cold summer why the son shine make the sun "Hide"
Jesus pieces on make the devil "Cry"
Crosses swinging make the devil "Sigh"
Looking at my watch just stopped an says its my "Time"
Mirror mirror on the wall says "I"
Guess if I had pride my pride can't let me "Fail"
Trying to bring to life all my "Fairytales"
I bet I got alot of Eyes at Wishing "Wells"
Throwing quarters in flipping heads or "Tails"
They wanna crucify me with Jesus "Nails"
I walk amongst where the demons "Hail"
I'm marching now off the ring of the liberty "Bell"
Universe on my side I engulf the Wisdom "Smell"
Why the stars aligned Shine they "Spells"
I'm too cool cool like a "Refrigerator"
Haters trying to cut off my "Generator"
This just a taste of my "Simulator"
I'm a Gamechanger with the "Gamebreaker"
Creation created to create like his "Creator"
Mind of a visionary an a "Innovator"
Flow "Military" of a "Revolutionary" "Legendary"
They want me like the "Denominator" strapped walking out the "Commissary"
On my way to the "Numerator" starting "January"
April fools to the fool thanks for the "Commentary"
Fighting Freddy they praying "Varies" of hail "Mary's"
All these Jim "Carreys" fighting the Son of "Carrie"
I turn empty fields to "Prairies"
This like Tom an "Jerry" I turn jelly into "Berries"
How can they "Compare" with no "Comparably"
Criticism "Contrary"
It's "Necessary" "Necessarily" to my "Clarity"
To my Charity
I need a "Veterinary" cause I'm sick like "Rabies"
"Scabies"
They "Hate" me they "Sway" off the same "Cadency"
This is how God "Made" Me
Here's to Elisha Graves Otis that stupendous innovator,
Who gave us all a lift in life by inventing the elevator.
Due to Elisha's creative skill and general know-how,
The ups and downs of life we can truly experience now!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
She's my baby sister,
although she's nearly forty years old
She's the youngest one of thirteen,
and I love her more than words told
She's a master communicator,
she's a skillful motivator
She's a teaching innovator
She help young minds
reach their potential,
to become greater and greater
She takes young people
and turn them into thinking phenoms
Here's to my baby sister with love,
for taking them from K1 to the senior prom
Baby sis
Baby girl
You were the last sister born,
you were the girl with the golden smile
Baby sis
Baby girl
You were our parents last beloved child
Baby sis
Baby girl
You were the last sister born,
you were the girl with the golden smile
Baby sis
Baby girl
You were more than our parents last child,
you were a sacred vow kept by God
Reminding our family how
He still remains with us now
A tribute to my beloved sister Tiwanya
I am
a believer in the gospel of Jesus Christ
a redeemed child of The King
an enthusiast of end time prophecies
a patriotic Bahamian
a lover of Rake and Scrape, Junkanoo, Goombay and Calypso
a September baby
a beach lover
an ocean lover
a nature addict
an environmentalist
a lover of coconuts
a tour guide
a time traveler
a sports fan
a poetess
a storyteller
a nature photographer
a comedian
an innovator
a philosopher
an artistic genius
and a tourism enthusiast
"The E.R.I.C."
by: Eric L. Boddie
To each of you who feels you have failed to evolve
Because you are constantly running into various barriers
Sit back, relax, and let me tell you the story
Of the eight realistically inspiring characters
The first was a son to God and his mother
As Seen Through The Eyes Of The Word and not any other
Because he Learned That Love Is Stronger than what words can even utter
Because Love Is So Much Of An Action, there is no distance it can not cover
The second was a brother to his siblings and all humanity
Blessed With Many Gifts, but never known for vanity
Because he felt any fear outside of God only led to insanity
So every situation that arose, he handled so candidly
The third was a man, standing both, strong and proud
Humble to all men but Only To God had he bowed
Always soft spoken but forever searching for that loud
Forever content with self-reliance, no dependence on the crowd
The fourth was a friend, extended with helping hand
Forever faithful and true, never using that betraying brand
Knowing that friendships must be grown, they can't be bought in the can
Because instead of desiring to down-grade, he wanted to understand
The fifth was the freak, known to all and one
The inspiration of desire, the innovator of monogamous fun
One Eve at a time, that's how he got it done
Because the motto was for her to only leak at the grasp of his gun
The sixth was a nerd, but cool in all other ways
Serving as a lifetime member in how her hip sways
But something about knowledge always left him amazed
And for that reason, attention is what he always pays
The seventh was a soldier, always Fighting For Christ
Which did he Love more, God or his Life
Because the things that he did show that he paid his price
In Respect For The One Who Made The Greatest Sacrifice
And the eighth was the one who would let neither give up his fight
Telling each he is not wrong until they PROVE they're right
Because To Live Under The Star That Brings Bright Morning Light
Can only bring Hope, and there is no better sight
Each was greatly strong, each was greatly misunderstood
Rarely could either be challenged, but far too often, each was abused
In ways too great for a simply common mind to ponder
Causing the E.R.I.C. more Prayers, A Power that can never be overused
All day long his wife would complain and groan,
So inventor Bell invented the phone,
Now his wife can talk all day
To someone else to have her say
And the innovator is now left alone.
Tales From The Crypt
Date: Wed, Dec 2 2015 at 1:10 PM
I can see the hurt "Inside"
But maybe her "Pride"
& being Strong to "Survive"
All of it she "Hides"
See the hurt in her "Eyes"
The Pain In her "Soul"
An the Pain that "Grows"
That's why maybe she Chases the "Gold"
An Astray her from her "Goals"
She Weighs all her "Pro's"
But she knows the fate of her "Cons"
Might replace Lust for Love to Create a "Bond"
She searching for love but in the wrong "Places"
That's why some WOMEN "Manipulating"
That's why they travel roads "Dangerous"
But it's in our Sinful "Nature"
In her Sinful "Behavior"
Sell her Soul for "Paper"
In the Image of the "Creator"
In Society an Humiliating "Reputation"
If you want to be "Famous"
Make sure it's for being an "Innovator"
& A "Lifesaver"
Fundraiser "Administrations"
An doing "Donations"
Misguided an "Persuaded"
Beauty is Inside in the Soul & "Heart"
Not just your Beauty on the Outside that "Sparks"
I see what turn Women into "Sharks"
Maybe she in love with the "Villain"
But she needs a Hero when trouble is "Afflicting"
Then you want a Good Guy with a Bad "Side"
Do you want the Hero Or "Menace"?
You See what happens when Superman becomes an "Nemesis"
You can turn the good guy day into a Dark "Sky"
Stop playing "Poker" having Relations with "Jokers"
A Good Man will Rage "War"
For his Queen with his "Sword"
Take down Armies an Rage never Seen "Before"
Swing his Blade in their "Core"
An Roar with the Display the "Gore"
Seeing his enemies on the "Floor"
In his Brain & Heart is a "Force"
With Pain, Love, "Forged "
Just Open the "Door"
An let a King Love You
Dearest Betty, we miss you so much,
so many characters we got to know,
Your wonderful, unique, funny touch
A special one ~ "Rose's" Golden glow!
"SueAnn"made us laugh ~ MTM fare,
baked pies, made meatloaf, and sexy eyes,
shut oven door with her derriere,
innovator of delicious surprise!
You were guest on all major talk shows,
your credits are long, including songs,
your emmys~so many~the list overflows
you were everywhere and always belonged.
Yet I'll miss most your sweet, dimpled smile
and your wit~always a touch risque'.
You warmed our hearts for a nice, long while,
Still...I so wish you could have stayed.