Best Rep Poems
I rep who I am cus I am everything
thats in me
U wouldnt understand dats y u cant
understand me in sayin dat come
correct when u talkin to me or
expect aucun reponse quand tu
parle a moi G .. I'm born in Quebec
none the less Jamaicas in me pops
was a G but shoutout mi papi put a
lil gangsta in me help me become
me.. Raised in chattown wasnt for
me born in the city 19 returned
quickly & now there's no turning
back .. 21 moms praying, money's
makin know all my sins will be
forgiven plus all my classes I'm
attending
Lifes good I feel great & I've learned
from my mistakes he's my only
regret.. I want u bck though u
couldn't stay u say won't come bck
cus why we separate I think it'd all
be for the better & I'm stickin to the
plan with or without you regardless
if I adore u wish nun but the best
for u I can only do me hopin u come
find me u complete me It's too deep
I'd loose sleep tryna figure out ways
to explain the love & the pain for
now I hold on in vain as u jus slip
away like Mariah say & pray my
butterfly returns someday
Since I was 15 thought about the
day u'd wanna marry me way bfor
your dream knew it was meant to be
it's clear to me gotta put pride aside
I still wouldn't give a fk
what anyone says to me despite the
celibacy I want u inside of me
SATIE heightened pauses interval the chord
IMAGISM exact enunciation sans adjectivial disclosure
CEZANNE tasteful tahiti timeout
PICASSO exceptional eclectic expositionals
BETHOVEN genuine. german genius
LOWRY stylised matchstick mensch
MINIMALIST miniturised monostich monoku
WARHOL studied serigraphic sequences simultaneously
this last step...
protruding veins under the skin,
the other imperfections
and these eyes,
from distance.
scaly is the word for it,
brittle skin.
it's not good,
evokes the relentless of time.
it is always destruction that rushes swiftly.
skin,
in this case ex-home.
the color looks gray,
but it is condition.
something that would be solemn in books,
but utterly brutal in reality,
because to the touch it conveys a sense of end.
just scales,
fur or feathers,
nothing flies,
when the emissaries of never arrive,
the last step is like a bird's
that without wings
crawls to survive.
HIKU tristich exploration of aesthetics in English
MOZART a prodigious prolific pianissimojo
HOPPER silent movie stills
ZEN HAIKU ephemeral erudite enlightened epigram
VIVALDI continual concert-oed climatic quadratics