Short Gangster Poems
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Gangster rap?
Stop crap!
Take a nap?
Jaws flap
Don't fling garbage in brain
Thinking of junk - what is gain?
Form:
Zafar Bhai Fire kab marwao gay?
Nashai Wehmi bool kar Drug inj
Kab Lagwao Gay??????????????
Note.You are a two faced penny..
Q.Just because we are poor,should we be slaves
of Peer Zafar Shah Sunar Arab Pati Kharab Pati?
Ans.Absolutely not.Absolutely not.Absolutely not.
Cocaine Boulevard
SlutVille Road
Addict Street
Corrupt Avenue
Whore Alley
Gangster Street
Hoodlum Drive
Thug Lane
**** Street
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
Cocaine Boulevard
SlutVille Road
Addict Street
Corrupt Avenue
Whore Alley
Gangster Street
Hoodlum Drive
Thug Lane
**** Street
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser
The East Ends gangster appraiser
So loyal to the Kray's
To his very last day
One the Sixties ultimate erasures
.
The city celebrates a huge success and luck.
It's over now with wave of vielent crimes!
A last gangster with a broken ribs and spine
Was fried and eaten in the forest by maniac.
I am a pacifist
not a prize fighter
I am a healer
not a hit man
I am a mother
not a mobster
I am a grandmother
not a gangster
I am a kite-flyer
not a killer
But I watch these others on TV
There was a cowboy from Arkansas
Who bragged that he was quick on the draw
They superglued his holster
Before he dueled a gangster
He doesn't brag much any more – nah!
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
i keep secrets from her
'cuz she cannot understand
what it's like to be me
everything is perfect in her world
so i spare her my crazy world's crap
that includes my gangster poetry
lest i loose her for good
my innocent shorty
A rooster rules the roost
A gangster rules a gang
Dinosaurs ruled the world
Long after the Big Bang...
Today extreme points of view
Rear their saucy heads
So I'll dare to share my feelings ~
Wish I weren't such an egghead
Lamha na gawa
Dogs bark hai
Raat dark hai
Chemical menu pala
Rastay vichon chaka
Dakhal menu karwa
Current menu pawa
Goli menu khawaaa
Teeka menu lawaaa
Oyeee AAAh AAAAh.
Chitay din pa day hanair vay
Jithon marzi javani nu chair vay.
Attractive and interesting
Mannerless and disgusting
Extra judicial killer
Aren't you criminal?
You break law
Ha ha haw.
Note.Gangsters are often aggressive.
Lesson.Let it go mad man and free your mind.
Q.Galti sta day ta valy haga sara dasy khabaray kary John day?
One needs to represent
And fly their colors true
One needs to be tough
And have what it takes
One needs to deal & sell
Meth, crack, heroin, coke
One needs to be
Heartless, ruthless
& have a holier then thou attitude
The gang life style
Is far from pretty
And no way to live
True hero never claims to be a hero.
His work speaks for itself.
His service for the society and
community makes him a hero.
Our hero is Iqrar ul Hassan Syed.
Who is your hero Supari killer?
Who is your hero Gangster?
Who is your hero smuggler?
Who is your hero Kingpin??
Who is your hero DON ICT?
Dada, a.k.a.: "Cold blue hammer running red hot."
Limbaugh Mueller intrusion
Harsh fraud gangster Trump
Russian Democrat fusion
Vivid collusion
False doughnut rump
GPS hotel conspire
On sanctuary city impeach
Asylum California fire
Wall Pelosi dire
free speech
fake muse
by, Martin Braun
11/29/2018
Premier Stalin was a gangster
an armed robber who
'became' a Marxist
'progressive'
Murdered 120 million
of his fellow Soviets
Seems to me his 'career'
was regressive
_____________________
Thanks to Sand Blown for
the changes made to this
poem on August 22, 2020
Your question, well-taken,
S.B.! Appreciated! ~gw
She makes everything crazy, and fun. Its a riot hanging with her.
She makes you want to start singing outloud so the whole world can see.
I had missed her, and I love her like my sister.
Shes got pretty cool friends like: Brazil and Samantha.
Even though your like a gangster girl, and sometimes way too loud.
You'll always be like blood to me.
Form:
I was a thug in the streets,
Wasn’t lookin for love.
Then there you came
Like an angel from above.
You changed my way of thinking;
Baby, you touched my soul.
This lonely heart has been made whole.
To the ends of the earth I’d go for you.
I prayed to God so long to send me an Angel,
Someone that would love me and I could make
my KING.
And he sent me you.
I thought my little mate the blackbird
was being bullied by his flock
maybe pressured to renounce our friendship
his little yellow nose looked painfully pecked
his tail short and dishevelled as his feathers
I might have been wrong
his beak looks healthy and strong
of shiny long black coat and tail
worthy of any self-respecting bird gangster,
groomed and pedicured to the nines.
I have lost faith love and respect for the institutions
We should have the grit to face our negative image
I am saddened by what is happening today
Why do agencies support elite class mafia?
I am extremely disappointed by intelligence
What they are doing is condemnable
I have lost faith in Judicial System
Guardians and protectors are foes.
Gulam thay gulam hain
Supari kay gulam hain..
What is 222 and 333?
Do you smuggle drugs?
Are you underworld don?
Do you use multiple numbers?
Do you have friends in NWFP?
Do you have several accounts?
Who is Supari according to you?
Do you have strong ties with ANF?
What kind of business do you run?
Do you deal in arms & ammunition?
What is the definition of a gangster?
Are you well connected with Politicians?
Are you backed by intelligence officials?
There are ghosts, ghouls, and gargoyles out tonight.
They could all give you a scare, maybe even a fright.
But the one that terrifies me the absolute most,
Is not a ghoul, gargoyle, gangster, or sinister ghost.
I am terrified of Beaky Man. He’s trouble with a tee.
His giant beak smacks people from sea to whining sea.
As if that is not enough, his eyes will narrowly scan.
They’ll demand you tell the truth to scary Beaky Man.
Pretty soon
It will be pretty June
The city comes alive
With blooming blasting tunes
Gangster goons
And their lovely lady loons
Stirring violence
Under the lunatic summer moon
Downtown pedestrian platoons
Hitting the nightclub saloons
Backrooms and thick exotic perfume
I can see everything
Without even leaving my room
In the evening clouded by medicinal fumes
Hop skipping across giant
Floating nitrous oxide balloons
RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW
Take your WEAPON OF CHOICE
SHO NUFF
GANGSTER
your TRIPPING
Your PRETTY FACE
IT JUST WON'T DO
CAN YOU FEEL IT
THIS IS SICK
DON'T FORGET YOUR TEETH
DARE you DROP THE HATE
DON'T YOU AGREE ?
BLOOD SPLASHING
NEVER SO BIG
LIGHTS OUT
PUSH AND SHOVE
this PSYCHOPATH
No more CONVERSATIONS
No more CRAZY TALK
YOU'LL BE TAKEN CARE OF
LIGHTS OUT a LONG TIME
You are just THE JOKER
While i am the BIRD OF PREY