Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic.
As the wheels spin poets' necromantic verse,
dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
and trumpeting angels’ mighty blasts rehearse.
The baneful sonnets doom driven by tragic.
Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic.
Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
As the wheels spin poets' necromantic verse,
and trumpeting angels’ mighty blasts rehearse.
The baneful sonnets doom driven by tragic,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic.
Disk dim damning polemics prosing perverse.
Categories:
disk, angel, dark, destiny,
Form: Triolet
Stale Stories you had better not tell
About Sapphire Five-Star Hotel,
Long enjoying An Impressive Clientele,
One to spot in her some Smiling Belle.
Sapphire can’t one front with Deceit,
For take-away, A Talking Receipt;
Where all cars are parked at Hotel’s risk
And one plays one’s badly corrupt disk,
Not because she knows by half Virus:
Customers should be spared King Cyrus!
Sapphire swimming pools “The Full”
All of them with a magnetic pull;
To users selling Ideas of Sex
They can’t have with Cameras that vex…
In Sapphire, always The Classic
Targeting her clients a bit sick
And fixing of The Roaring Event
To Some Scandalous Dullness prevent?
So, after all these about Sapphire
Would you such property acquire?
Categories:
disk, appreciation, beautiful, business, house,
Form: Rhyme
Yo ! , there’s an old floppy disk
The tunes in it will make you frisk,
The only thing is you gotta be brisk,
To let the tunes let you have whisk ,
This disk is older than a jubilee,
Listening the tunes will be glee,
You will feel like u wanna flee,
Like a caged bird was set free,
The disk have memories everlasting,
In form of photos, videos all casting,
With moments that were so blasting,
Disk is not only about copy, pasting.
Disks are not only about storage,
It is too precious for a exchange,
If it corrupts it becomes garbage,
And you will face a huge damage.
Categories:
disk, computer, internet, rap, sound,
Form: Rhyme
he spoke to her from the only way he knew her
this angered those who were with as he
said things to her were considered curses in their culture.
they branded him insensitive
and gave words of discouragement to him.
they stood face to face as they spewed angerments
to one another, a woman said of the encounter.
the man said at the end of the engagement
" foul are these wicked souls
that they are unmarried and have persons (children)
their men are weak and beg their woman for comfort
they speak to satisfy their needs, yet they refuse to marry
and house those they have created.
I speak these men fools, and their keepsakes as whores.
satan heats their wicked hearts, and encourages their foolishness."
a woman amidst the crowd which had gathered spoke against the man who had been labeled
mean spirited, she said" he that labors against things that
doesn't concern him is foolish. His words speak to bruise the skin
and he speaks only to be heard. might a situation of
such un-understanding cause he the same strife that
stricken these people."
Categories:
disk, anti bullying, bullying, father
Form: Ballad
HE CREATED A SITUATION WERE SHE COULD
BE SEEN AS BEST
HE WAS UNTESTED
AND SOME WHO KNEW HIM
THOUGHT A CHALLENGE
WOULD MAKE HIM MORE
TRUE TO WHAT HE THOUGHT HE WAS
ECHO'S THE NIGHT BEFORE
WHERE I STOOD
ALONE
AND ALL WHO WISHED ME WELL
FOUND REASON TO BELITTLE ME
THEN MIGHT THOSE WORDS
THAT RESTRICT SUCH
BE NEOGCATED
THAT I MIGHT CHALLENGE
HE WHO WISHES TO DETHRONE ME
WHISK CAN TAIN
YO' BETTER NAME
GUESS DAY SAY SUMTHANG
SUM PEOPLE
LIKE DANCIN TOO
GETTIN DAT RIGHT
DIM DOUGH LITES
WE REHERSTED IT
NOW LET SEE THE THANG
THRU
GIPPA GET THE KITTY-CAT
IT'S COLD OUT SIDE
BRING IN THE HARMONY WIT-CHA
MAN THAT YAK-N-JUICE
SOUNDS SWEET RIGHT NOW
BABY
LET'S SIP ALITTLE WIT YOU
SAY MUSICISM
GET YO' TRUE WITHISM
YA'LL KNOW THE ONE ON TRACK TWO
GIFFA DIFFA FREIND
PITIN WHEN WE GONNA HAVE SUM-FUN
GETTIN IT THRU
DEW DAT DITTY
SHAKE DAT KITTY
GRASP THE GROOVE
SHAKE A LITTLE DITTY
SPIN YO' KITTY
JIGGLE DEZ
AND SING DAT TOO!
Categories:
disk, business, celebration, celebrity, fun,
Form: Ballad
sing the lines right
or the paddle will find your bottom!
listen up bucko
the lyric's are for the Missus,
you tryna tell us something?
those bassoons could use a good cleanin
so if the music don't jive with what you're
singing, look's like the main feature
will do the chores of the peasant!
you see: what we're talking about
is perfection, sing the sound
and we go home on time,
you're do it right
whether you like it or not!
Categories:
disk, hip hop, money, music,
Form: Ballad
TAKE SOME IME AND READ BETWEEN THE LINES
NUTURE THOSE WORDS WHICH NEED NUTURING
CAUSE ATTENTION TO THE PARTS THAT NEED TO
HAVE ATTENTION, ONE VERSE LEAD TO ANOTHER
AND BUILDS-UP TO CLIMAX AND RESTART THE CHORUS
IN THE VERSE ONE LINE STARTS THE NEXT COVERSATION
UNTIL YOU AND I COME TOGETHER TO BEGAN THE CHORUS.
COMPLIMENTS AND GREETINGS, SMOOCHES AND KISSES
TIL WE GET DOWN TO GETTING DOWN.
THE TWO SOPRANOS MUMBLE ENOUGH TO BE HEARD
THE ALTOS AND TENORS SING CLEARLY SO THE SONG CAN BE HEARD
THE BASS' PUT BOTTOM AND COME BACK ON TOP, WHEN WE START
DUETING THEN THEY STOP. TAKE HEED TO WHAT'S GOING ON, IT MORE COMPLEX THAN THE OTHER SONG'S, TAKE SOME TIME WE GONNA DO-IT RIGHT
THEY'LL APPLAUD THIS ON AND ASK FOR ONE MORE NIGHT
GET THAT LOVE, CAUSE THE LOVE IS WHAT WE NEED.
SUGAR BABY HONEY BUN, SWEET PIE, YOUR THE SWETEST ONE
LET ME KNOW JUST HOW YOU FEEL, SWEET STICKY THANG, THAT FOO REEL
AINT GOT NO TYME, TIL THE NEXT ONE, LET DO-IT RIGHT,YOU KNOW THE ONE
WE CAN AD-LID A FADE IF THE SOUND IS RIGHT, CRISP ENOUGH, THEY'LL SAY YOU KNOW THAT'S RIGHT.
Categories:
disk, business, confidence, culture, desire,
Form: Ballad
Wheel with ancient signs read from outside to center
That is what they saw when labyrinth they would enter
In this castle in labyrinths’ center among ancient figures and armor
Among onyx pearls and amber
Stood a disk made of clay like a bowl
Minoans who made it in mind had some kind of goal
No one knows precisely its role
But it is my guess it had something to do with the soul
The disk in my opinion is like pupil of an eye
No more hindered then existence or lack of growth hinders azure sky
It is choice of one’s own destiny that like an eagle will fly
The spirit beyond last deepest place untouchable and perfect there will lie
Like Phaistos God of fire
And it is the soul that burns with desire
The endless skies dream of destiny disk will inspire
The choice with no reference point just freedom is gift all admire
Categories:
disk, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme