.
am I alone here
did they say
that there'z
at least
two babez fer every
dude
oh
my bad
calm down bruh
Categories:
bruh, appreciation, beauty, women,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
their seasonal fling
leaves little imagining ~
passion's bits abound
naked, shamed, consigned to wait,
redeeming spring, yet far off…
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for the Autumn Reverie 2 Poetry Contest
sponsored by Jcb Bruh
written 11/13/23
Categories:
bruh, autumn,
Form: Tanka
BALZ
Brave, Bold
Cherishing ,Caring ,Adoring
Brother, friend, Leader, Boss
Lovely, Exciting, Hardworking
Cool, Calm
KING.
Happy Birthday
To a friend And Brother
The Best Fan Of Barça
A Similar To Her mother
Moreover, A Conquerer
In You I Discover A Perfect Friend
A Friend So Real And Does Not Pretend
A Pal One may not want To Unfriend
A Chum worthy To Recommend
A Friend That'll Stay Till The End
A Pal Easy To Comprehend.
A Friend So Cool, Calm And Classy
A Friend So kind And Fine
A Chum So Truthful;
In Him possible Confine.
In Which It counts In My Coronary Heart
I Do Cherish Our silly Thoughts And Talks
During Our lengthy walk.
Bruh, I wish You A Birthday
Devoid Of Gloom But Glee
A Birthday Spiced And Flavoured
With Gaiety, Hilarity And Jollity.
~PhilzDpoet
Categories:
bruh, birthday,
Form: Free verse
Suicidal thoughts got me messed up
Stressed up, depressed bruh
This smile that am wearing is my personality getting dressed up
Tryna be the man for the occasion
The top of the class
I ain’t even the best me
Thinking hurts, sad is that
You know the deep late thoughts?
We all have them right?
Feels like my mind is against me
Tryna put up a tough fight
Looking at all those around
Family in my head causing me to hate
Just cos we share the same blood
It doesn’t mean that we relate
I’m here trying to live a full life
Grow old, stay strong
Do it all with my loving wife
Provide the best for my kids lives
Look after all the family
But how I supposed to fulfil a life,
If all I wanna do is die here tonight?
Categories:
bruh, anxiety, cry, deep, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Step aside, bruh ...
you’re in the way
Can’t you see that progress
is being stymied ... moving backwards
not forward
Hard earned labor now taken away
Constitutional high jinx:
changing the law
Democratic voodoo:
shrunken heads plotting in a closed voting booth
Every official act done
is shrinking your liberty too
Step aside, sista ...
you’re in the way
They’re taking us backwards,
from the ghetto projects to a Stonehenge cave
If you’re not part of the solution,
you’re a problem child
They’re blocking us in,
moving the goal posts again
You need to focus ... gain cultural clarity
Get past the who to the why
For your posterity
are you brave enough to die?
If not, then get out of the way,
quit stumbling blocking
You’re too comfortable where you lay,
apathy is a sin ...
For the wrong things, you always pray
Aimlessly wandering,
with your G.P.S. needle wildly spinning
Your sense of direction
is blown askew in the wind
You’re in my way,
so step aside ...
Or you’re gonna have a bad day —
New enemy, old friend
seems you’re going the wrong way again
Categories:
bruh, society, truth, urban,
Form: Bio
it all started with a lie..
you lied about your taxes
Dump Trump, Dump Trump
what hump homegirl
you got the world in a whirl
can't really tell if your a boy or a girl
I didn't vote for you gotta low IQ
got beats to the rhyme, to the rhyme to the reason
soon you'll be made up as a clown in prison
What is are decision
What is are reason for believing
It's in the changing of the seasons
What alout this wall you seem to stand ten feet tall
See ya on the flip side cheese
Bruh, you keep spreading your deadly disease
It still won't knock me to my knees
You seem to be busy as a bee
You took out Hillary what a mystery
What hump Trump
make me vomit in my mouth
Soon you'll be going down South
In federal prison,
yeah, that's your final decision
Your fired !
Categories:
bruh, america, analogy, anxiety, art,
Form: Free verse
I believe in strife that never forget your history and
The true meaning that words care all I say is
Young brother young brother no matter your race or creed
You are my Young brother no I am not a man lack wood
Would you like to hear my full story.
Categories:
bruh, art, love,
Form: Political Verse
Want Black Magic?
Who knew I could do hoodoo?
I been doing voodoo since I was a kid in my room, dude,
Club Metz played with dolls, bruh,
Excentrix loves this nostalgia,
CrashTheGame may have caused these problems,
I don't know who's to blame for the assault, ma!
I don't got to prove objectivity to you fart wads,
This project specifically maintains that you fart off,
Carted off, from the garden where dreams grow,
Monsanto got you to forgo your role
They got a piece of your soul,
Needs to be released, let go,
Before we can make peace on earth, ya know,
These seeds they sew,
Spread dirty pervy control,
Life in blight with no parole.
So amazed by the barrage from these lost kids,
Constantly flossin' their appalling catalogs of,
Garbly garbage of cultural nonsense,
Referencing mesmeric defilers of logic,
The internet is a representation of God, son,
Diverse direct democracy mixed with contagion,
Amazing Cajun flavor, enjoy the sensation,
Of desires manifesting without any patience
Categories:
bruh, hip hop, imagination, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
There was a kid so optimistic but he still copped a pistol, got caught up in a brawl by the liquor store and got dropped in a prison, sitting behind those bars did everything but lift him up, but he became lifted up by God's word now that's real wisdom bruh, 3 years later he got off by pointing out and proving flaws in the judicial system, and you better know that orange jumpsuit didn't match up to that versace suit that fit him, he had to make his life different and learn from his mistakes and try to fix em, because you yourself are your biggest critic and teacher, the same wisdom from God's word he gained turned him into a preacher, his older brother became a deacon, now that's what I call a real brother's keeper, New Hope Missionary Baptist Church down by 21st street a vision that turned his life into a complete 360....perfect ending to an optimistic dream!
Categories:
bruh, age, angel, anxiety, baptism,
Form: Free verse
69 by Hairy Harry
69 is a cool number.
96 isn't a cool number.
That's all that's to it, bruh.
YOLO
Categories:
bruh, romance,
Form: Free verse
The Gullah people drift with the tide,
existing by the Charleston seaside.
Their lives more often unduly harsh,
yielding and melding with the marsh.
Africans of Dominican voice impressed.
Tales of Bruh rabbit are among the best.
From all over the world they came
Slaves, but, of rice field planting fame.
~
Categories:
bruh, people,
Form: Rhyme
Daddy's underemployed cain't pay all the BILLS
When it gets so hard U see y people STEAL
Trust Me Bruh, I know how ya FEEL
Exhausted from runnin, trouble nippin at ya HEELZ
Brotha slow down, ain't u had ENUFF?
Put that bundle down, this ain't no BLUFF
Now u messed around & got ya new shoes SCUFFED
When they grabbed U & slammed U, into HANDCUFFS
Man itz tuff, yea I'll give u THAT
Sometimes muffed up as a matter of FACT
But U can't let the BS hold u BACK
Cuz sometimes it be just like THAT
Nobody said it would be easy, it wasn't BEFORE
My ancestors’ blood left open a DOOR
But that don't mean we won't struggle TOO
Who was that who said life's hard? Itz TRUE
So gather yo witts, strength & good WILL
We at war with them & ourselves fa REAL
Neva nonchalant cuz itz a big DEAL
Trust me Bruh, I know how U FEEL.
Keep ya head Up
Written & copyrighted by Tone Jaxson
Categories:
bruh, black african american, brother,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Manchild , growing up as an asphalt wild
out on the streets , takin' the heat ,
every now and then , gettin' my beat
earnin' respect , every little speck
stripes on my neck , head strong.....game on...
Where the motto , " no blood , no foul "
everythang but bitin' , all is allowed
rooster struttin' , straight cuttin'
head buttin' , thick skinned
short lived , little boy's playpen
no room for romper , get played by a stomper
elbow's to hip's , sweat and grit
game is the same no matter where we play it
all the big ballers talkin' it up loud
all the whip's whippin' their bumpin' sounds
You give it , you get it
no soft play out here
take it strong to the hole
or , sit over there , where
the females be hangin' , what a sexy crowd
cat callin' cutie booties rootin' us on
" get off my jock girl !! " , it's flight time
gonna take this fool beyond
inside , outside , the game doesn't change
only the score at the end of the day
Slappin' and dappin' , " much love bruh , next time "
we're only combatants inside these white lines
leave it all on the court , tommorrows another day
i'll try to be a good sport , as i remember your battle way's......
Categories:
bruh, friendship, school, sports, urban,
Form: Free verse