hip hop grief
no code enforcement, she loud inside the outs of krogers
calling in her blame,, ,5,0, silent trooper, undered the statey
husband codes like adam smith gettin babs seat
Momentum on the Streets p=mv profit=momentum*volume
“How much do you get?”
“What’s the pay…..
What’s the pay off he said
Not speculating today
Feels great
This location is inside of you
Sugar bored and wont talk
Never through it all a way for a block
Out of my bourbon
Soo clean eyes will come
A thousand armies and a thousand moors
Until you never loud inside my opened poors
Categories:
mv, absence, age, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Momentum on the Streets p=mv profit=momentum*volume
“How much do you get?”
“What’s the pay…..
What’s the pay off he said
Not speculating today
Feels great
This location is inside of you
Sugar bored and wont talk
Never through it all a way for a block
Out of my bourbon
Soo clean eyes will come
A thousand armies and a thousand moors
Until you never loud inside my opened poors
Categories:
mv, age, best friend, england,
Form: Rhyme
The Mary Rose, Andrea Doria, Estonia,
MV Doña Paz, RMS Titanic, and the Endurance
Wasn't, in techno craftsmanship, each a utopia?
Wasn't, yet, the cause of their wreck been soft luxe sentiments?
Could they, in cores, cope with collisions with the ice rocks?
Was immersion hypothermia humanly handled?
In times of perpetual physical and psychic blocks
Wasn't the divine enlightenment and wisdom trampled?
As though hunted and haunted whales, the ship's skeletons swayed.
Spirits of the dead, with the synchronizing sea waves, dance
Neither the lighthouses nor the stars could show them the way.
Doesn't, yet, the strife of each life, before God, get a chance?
In games of gain and loss, did they gain and lose by themselves?
Are the shelves of the ships that are wrecked mere shelves of elves' delves?
Categories:
mv, death, life, nature,
Form: Sonnet
mdV dm
------=(v=V0)--------
dt dt
m=mass flow rate
p=pressure
V=Velocity
A=Area
*
Thrust=F=m Ve = (pe- Po) Ae
F= (mV02 - (mv)1
------------------------
t2 = t1
Danker Thanker so Much!
Swanker Danker Dittler Dobbler
Swabble dobble Dewttle Loffer Doggle
Categories:
mv, art, creation, music, repetition,
Form: Bio
Be very glad that you live here
So many happiness are there
Which with all you can share
Pray as God lives everywhere
Whenever comes a deep scare
God makes it not a nightmare
Your agonies, He will ever bear
God and prayer form a pair
And work together being fair
They only created this Air
To remove for living a snare
God punishing is normally rare
He permeates the atmosphere
Compensating wear and tear
So to try your level best, dare
Hoping God will perfectly repair
Worry not for the fall of hair
Surely God will lovingly care
Must start living Madam or Sir
Time to pray, you must spare.
mv venkataraman
Categories:
mv, inspirational, god, prayer, god,
Form: Quatern
C MV is not resistant to this drug
M ali's chance to fight this attack
X -ray's of effect may not be known
O n God's grace I do depend
O nly prayers allow God to guide
1 miracle for Mali is God's plan
Contest Name Anything
Categories:
mv, faith, family, health, inspirational,
Form: Acrostic
Every Sabbath the shadow of your time
Fleeing the cycling earth
Comes this way again. The sublime
Moment was the young reeking with mirth
Calling for volunteers
On their pick up MV program. Cheers
Would go up for 100 years
Coming forward to counsel my peers.
There was the one song:
Praise the Lord, I saw the light
And you sang it again and again; flight
Of memory to it, and I long
To see you standing there again
Dissolving my hunger for the refrain.
I do not lament your rest
The strength of faith is laughter vain
As our carnal love in the pain
Of the shriveling breast.
It is the passing of my own time
I suck from the sour void for each memory I chime.
You are gone now, having left us
When my boyhood had barely changed
From being barefooted in the dust
And I from so much is estranged
Chasing the darkness to find the light
Knowing that what glows in the dark
Will glow to be seen, and glowing bright
I can follow you to the celestial park
With brimming fountains sparkling praise.
You see the prints I left in the dust
By the wind that blows the sands was razed
But the light remain forever, I trust.
Categories:
mv, faithmemory, memory,
Form: Verse