Best Slay Poems

Rise Up Warrior And Slay The Savage Beasts


Rise thyself up and fight the angry storm
Tomorrow will certainly be far too late
Stirring winds are flashing their usual norm
In conjunction with busy hands of Fate
Trees swaying, limbs breaking, man what a roar
The angry gods are gifting out...

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Slay poor men’s dreams lest hopeful themes gain sway -
     make up self-serving laws to flaw their take
Fray each mashed man’s reach with sharp wished decay -
     break all freewill just for overkill’s sake
Downplay pained lives with...

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Written By:  D. Collins 1/4/19


We are here for a reason.  To shoot for the gold.
Showing Katrina survivors still have a soul.
They have to play us or slay us in our backyard.
Or, gain firsthand knowledge of “Goin’ Hard”.


We host this party with one intention...

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Chinese whispers and the rumours,
do some brains have blisters and tumours,
spreading gossip forever continues,
slaying all logic to rest in tombs.

These lips leak lies like lethal fumes,
wear thick lipstick and bad perfumes,
they want a war of words I presume,
but wars with me will ensure their doom.

Be...

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In Defeating You, I Slay The World You Live In


Stoning you, I slay you , cut into you 
with hatred in my rapid surging heart
Such is very deserved and more is due 
I try to break your body all apart 

As you cry for sweet...

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I love the way I slay 
every thing I encounter ..from this sexy outfit ,to my French tip manicure.I slay this green hair and this sexy makeup on my face.yes that's the way I slay 
I slay this and I slay that but as a...

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Hungry minds grow
This is something we need to know
Everybody wants to be 
Yet many don’t want to grow

The darkness paves a way
Believing in yourself is something you need to say
Life paints an adventure with different shades
The blade of truth
Should teach you that you must not...

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Physical glow of a queen with the account of a peasant
maintaining the countenance that will make men arise
against a few disapprovals, she manages the crack
a self acclaimed socialite with an office built with nothing
smart phone, the converter of her fantasy to reality
with contracts making way...

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Man down ,slay on..... 
Is the anthem, as she churn louder 
Fix, paint, tight and briefs...
So she presumed the loudest 
Culture inborn but she doesn't Observe precepts 
On some Instagram cos that's what's on 
Flow so flowing when the followers turned on 
But before on...

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"Every struggle in my life has been a lesson and made me stronger" - Constance La France

              Sometimes I find myself at war 
        ...

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I confess through this hole in my chest
that I am less than I wish to be
bullet riddled with this insanity I so am suffering on this long dark path to 
nowhere.
Had it all but lost it all 
my pride that came before the fall
cant dig...

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Akuchi is a teacher, 
She's a slay mama.
Bintu is a banker,
She's a slay mama.
Tolani is a trader,
She's a slay mama.
So is Preye,the young woman
who lives by the waterside.
She's  a college student.
These mamas share similiar routines;
Inner linings,check.....
Hair,check....
Nails,check....
Clothes, check....
Shoes,check......
Reasoning,attitude, hard work,
Check,check,check.....
These are women ever on fleek.
Instagram...

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When at night so late 
I put up courage to say hello
And got stocked up waiting 
Hoping you will pick up
But all ended in mistrials

When at night your shyness dictates 
You think walls have ears without hole
Think of online chatting 
A place our distance-difference perfectly...

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WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will find the embrace in which we belong

She’s chasing her tail...

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Man’s intrinsic apathy's negligence-justified frown
Is the actual defining substance of a mortal clown;
Who with hollowed prejudgments fellow men slays,
And likens to hallowed duty his thoughtless decays. 

He is evil's meekest martyr by doom's onus bound,
The cold-blooded outlaw donning dark's lucid veils;
His the bounden call to...

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