Since Rap is Rhythm And Poetry...Do you have any favorite poems?!
Question: Since Rap is Rhythm And Poetry!.!.!.Do you have any favorite poems!?
Here's mine!.!.!.I enjoy reading a lot of Pac's poetry
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my DemiseWww@Enter-QA@Com
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my DemiseWww@Enter-QA@Com
Answers:
Yes I love Poetry =] I love Tupacs as well ^^ I also write my own lol =]
These are a few of my faves by him
The Rose that Grew from Concrete
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Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete!?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet!.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air!.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared!.
I Cry
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Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own!.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm!.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn!.
I find it difficult to carry on!.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on!.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by!.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad!.
And sometimes!.!.!.
I Cry
and no one cares about why!. Www@Enter-QA@Com
These are a few of my faves by him
The Rose that Grew from Concrete
==========
Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete!?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet!.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air!.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared!.
I Cry
==========
Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own!.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm!.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn!.
I find it difficult to carry on!.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on!.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by!.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad!.
And sometimes!.!.!.
I Cry
and no one cares about why!. Www@Enter-QA@Com
yeah me too i read 2pac's poems and are really inspiring
I Cry by Tupac
Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own!.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm!.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn!.
I find it difficult to carry on!.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on!.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by!.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad!.
And sometimes!.!.!.
I Cry
and no one cares about why!.
Www@Enter-QA@Com
I Cry by Tupac
Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own!.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm!.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn!.
I find it difficult to carry on!.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on!.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by!.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad!.
And sometimes!.!.!.
I Cry
and no one cares about why!.
Www@Enter-QA@Com
An African Elegy
We are the miracles that God made
To taste the bitter fruit of Time!.
We are precious!.
And one day our suffering
Will turn into the wonders of the earth!.
There are things that burn me now
Which turn golden when I am happy!.
Do you see the mystery of our pain!?
That we bear the poverty
And are able to sing and dream sweet things!.
And that we never curse the air when it is warm
Or the fruit when it tastes so good
Or the lights that bounce gently on the waters!?
We bless the things even in our pain!.
We bless them in silence!.
That is why our music is so sweet!.
It makes the air remember!.
There are secret miracles at work
That only Time will bring forth!.
I too have heard the dead singing!.
And they tell me that
This life is good
They tell me to live it gently
With fire, and always with hope!.
There is wonder here
And there is surprise
In everything the unseen moves!.
The ocean is full of songs!.
The sky is not an enemy!.
Destiny is our friend!.
~ Ben Okri ~Www@Enter-QA@Com
We are the miracles that God made
To taste the bitter fruit of Time!.
We are precious!.
And one day our suffering
Will turn into the wonders of the earth!.
There are things that burn me now
Which turn golden when I am happy!.
Do you see the mystery of our pain!?
That we bear the poverty
And are able to sing and dream sweet things!.
And that we never curse the air when it is warm
Or the fruit when it tastes so good
Or the lights that bounce gently on the waters!?
We bless the things even in our pain!.
We bless them in silence!.
That is why our music is so sweet!.
It makes the air remember!.
There are secret miracles at work
That only Time will bring forth!.
I too have heard the dead singing!.
And they tell me that
This life is good
They tell me to live it gently
With fire, and always with hope!.
There is wonder here
And there is surprise
In everything the unseen moves!.
The ocean is full of songs!.
The sky is not an enemy!.
Destiny is our friend!.
~ Ben Okri ~Www@Enter-QA@Com
ugh o beby is that be dedicated to me ugh yes beby i do i will get marred with you ughhh you is very dum thow and at are wedding we is goina get soljia boy to sing but he gonna be getin mad cuz we is lovers and i told him that we was goina get marred but if you wanna get mareed then we can ughWww@Enter-QA@Com
Not really I have a poet that hangs around my area alot!. He's the only one I like he can be funny or really deep it matters on how he feels dudes pretty cool!.Www@Enter-QA@Com
Any Langston Hughes or Edgar Allen Poe!.!.!.!.Www@Enter-QA@Com
I like Daniel BeatyWww@Enter-QA@Com
NOT really!. I dont really read poemsWww@Enter-QA@Com
Edgar allan poe hes the best Www@Enter-QA@Com
i feel ya i went out and got tupacs book as soon as i heard about it my favorite is the flower that grew in concreteWww@Enter-QA@Com
yeah i like cold plays poetic lyrics the song FIX YOU!.!.!.!.!.!.and anything tupacWww@Enter-QA@Com
pac is the man!Www@Enter-QA@Com
IF by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! Www@Enter-QA@Com
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! Www@Enter-QA@Com
"Every Sunday waking up, Catching gossip at its worst!.
Couldn't see the difference between the Baptist and The Catholic Church!.
Caught up in the Rapture of the 1st chapter and the 2nd verse!.
If we all God's Children whats the word of the Reverend worth!?
Taught early that Faith is blind like Justice when you facing time,
If we all made in God's image does that mean his face is mine!?
Wait!.!.!.Or does that blasphemy is logical, it has to be,
If i don't look like my father then the way i live is bastardly!?
Naturally that's confusion to the young that trying to follow Christ,
Taught that if you don't know Jesus than you lead a hollow life!.
Never question the fact that Jesus was a Jew and not a Christian
Know that, Christianity was made law by politicians and Who was King James!?
And why did he think that it was so vital to remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible!?
They say Hell is underground, Heaven is in the Sky, They say thats where u go when u die, but how they know!?
I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses, I've dealt with base self, I control my many urges!.
I used to study my lessons, that was a blessing and not a curse, i found out that heaven and hell exists here on Earth, word
Study with rastafarians found out from the dreads that hell was called the Babylon and thats where a crazy ballheads dwell
They got us thinking that Muslims like to make bombs, but real Muslims believe in Paradise and resist the Shai'tan!.
So, it all sound the same to me, but when they say whats right and the other's wrong sound like game to me,
Its like God skipped past the church and came to me,
No that ain't vain to me!.
Its just a particular way that i came to see the difference between those who claim to be religious and those they say they spiritual
And recognize that life full of miracles
You could see the flow of divine
I glow when i rhyme
Cause it coincides with the growing tide of those looking for God and know to go inside
Looking for absolution,
Living the mass confusion,
The gas inducing psychopath creating the last solution, based on his interpretation, of what the words are saying
Looking for God but ending up doing the work of Satan
Religion create division make the Muslim hate the Christian make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith that you condition to
And gotta follow, God Forbid, You go to Hell
But you've been to and ghetto than you know well!."
-Talib Kweli
Www@Enter-QA@Com
Couldn't see the difference between the Baptist and The Catholic Church!.
Caught up in the Rapture of the 1st chapter and the 2nd verse!.
If we all God's Children whats the word of the Reverend worth!?
Taught early that Faith is blind like Justice when you facing time,
If we all made in God's image does that mean his face is mine!?
Wait!.!.!.Or does that blasphemy is logical, it has to be,
If i don't look like my father then the way i live is bastardly!?
Naturally that's confusion to the young that trying to follow Christ,
Taught that if you don't know Jesus than you lead a hollow life!.
Never question the fact that Jesus was a Jew and not a Christian
Know that, Christianity was made law by politicians and Who was King James!?
And why did he think that it was so vital to remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible!?
They say Hell is underground, Heaven is in the Sky, They say thats where u go when u die, but how they know!?
I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses, I've dealt with base self, I control my many urges!.
I used to study my lessons, that was a blessing and not a curse, i found out that heaven and hell exists here on Earth, word
Study with rastafarians found out from the dreads that hell was called the Babylon and thats where a crazy ballheads dwell
They got us thinking that Muslims like to make bombs, but real Muslims believe in Paradise and resist the Shai'tan!.
So, it all sound the same to me, but when they say whats right and the other's wrong sound like game to me,
Its like God skipped past the church and came to me,
No that ain't vain to me!.
Its just a particular way that i came to see the difference between those who claim to be religious and those they say they spiritual
And recognize that life full of miracles
You could see the flow of divine
I glow when i rhyme
Cause it coincides with the growing tide of those looking for God and know to go inside
Looking for absolution,
Living the mass confusion,
The gas inducing psychopath creating the last solution, based on his interpretation, of what the words are saying
Looking for God but ending up doing the work of Satan
Religion create division make the Muslim hate the Christian make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith that you condition to
And gotta follow, God Forbid, You go to Hell
But you've been to and ghetto than you know well!."
-Talib Kweli
Www@Enter-QA@Com
really I never thought of Rap as Rhythm and Poetry, I thought it was ignorance and bad languageWww@Enter-QA@Com
only some rap is poetry!.
other rap is just blabble about sex and drugs!.Www@Enter-QA@Com
other rap is just blabble about sex and drugs!.Www@Enter-QA@Com