Freestyle Challenge .... for writers ONLY....?!
Question: Can you write a poem/freestyle telling me about "your" love.
Just a fun exercise. Have a BLAST!!
Answers: Can you write a poem/freestyle telling me about "your" love.
Just a fun exercise. Have a BLAST!!
Lord Forgive me
I took a gift you gave me for granted
In the first seed I planted
in her
didnt understand it
mind couldnt grab it
see my love for her
wouldnt let me let her have it
So our next one was born
so that we didnt start a habit
but thinkin back to that choice
I stay mad at it
Tried to blame it on our youth
but theres proof
that love conquers age
and makin minimum wage
so excuses mean nothing
dont even know why I'm frontin
like I wasnt relieved
when we killed what we conceived
Back then I believed
I'd forget easily
but it stays in my mind and all of my memories
So
In this early stage in my daughters Life
I look into her eyes as if there askin me why
Did I take her big brother
or big sister away from her
and as I fight the back the tears
there nothing I can say to her
hmmmm.....loss of words on how I should finish it....basically...i love concepts...so this is more my speed....I will finish this later but this will be about loving a child that you didnt allow the chance to live and then regretting it later when the child you decided to have is lonely and wishes they had a brother or sister to play with....
And I wont front...this took me about 20 mins...so it is not something I am gonna act like I freestyled....
God Bless
they say absence makes the heart grow fonder
so i try to believe but it still only makes me wonder
do you love me like you say you do
are you truly my man
or are you just spittin game
cuz i'm in VA and you're in Maryland?
3 hours a night on the phone is not enough
cuz even with 3 hours I still can't touch
but i know i touch your soul
cuz you touch mine
you're my angel baby
and we float on high
so baby i can't wait to end this plague of absence
I'ma love you like crazy once you're in my presence
Call me crazy, cuz I think I might be;
the way I feel, when you look at me.
My soul is stripped naked,
My heart becomes free
and my mind is wondering what your eyes see.
Call me high, cuz I might just be;
the way I feel when you touch me.
My legs start to shake,
perhaps I'm weak in the knees.
The anticipation is flowing out of me.
Call me addicted, cuz I might just be so;
how I want to come back, when it's time to go.
When your gone,. how I long-
to feel the heat of your fire.
You've become my drug-- that I need--
to feed my desire.
Call me in love, cuz it might just be true;
The way my whole feels, when I think of you.
Warm thoughts, and tender spots,
that usually aren't there;
and the realization that - to this- nothing else can compare.
Call me what you will,
a label doesn't change a thing.
Call a songbird by another name,
and she's still gonna sing.
And at the end of the day,
you'll still linger in the back of my mind.
Like the scent of fresh rain,
after the clouds have resigned.
And until we come together, naturally, once more-
absence will serve as a foundation, of this undying allure.
she wanna get to know ya
but she dont know herself
she like the way yall click
who cares about the wealth.
she dont need money
a car? she got that
quick, let her know u want her
before another man spot that.
She wanna tell u bout herself
but she be a little shy
that or she be speechless
cuz she be a little high
She really likes u
so she just gone wing it
her life like a sad song
but u could prolly sing it.
Her mom straight crazy
addicted to drugs
she grew up lonely
no love, no hugs
her dad got smart
when she was just 4
couldnt stand mom
so he walked out the door
they weren't meant to be
he loved another chick more.
in school she wasnt popular
but she didnt care
even better that way
she hated to see people stare.
but when u stare at her
she starts to glow
she found a real love now
and boy, she wont let u go!