New Baghdad

i have a devil on my shoulder...

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3. never

 

I've never been proud or loud

 

Never eaten hate or blazed

 

A joint with a drink and no thinking

 

I'm a wordsmith masterly linking

 

Rhymes that jiggle and slide

 

I'm a gangster and you see I hate fame

 

It's a deathtrap

 

Russian roulette and bad luck

 

I never breathed dirty air

 

My mind is an armory like a lion's lair

 

But let's be fair

 

I kill with pencils while you

 

Copy each other like stencils

 

If you hate ghosts then run for the hills

 

Or gorge yourself on pills

 

Feel my chills and thrills drill your spine

 

I'm on another broken phoneline

 

Ghosting and haunting and drinking

 

Blood that smells like musk

 

My words never rust

 

I send death to you in the post

 

You hate me the most

 

Even though in the desert my city lost

 

Like Atlantis

 

While you sit listening to Galantis

 

Music kills your mind

 

You need faith so delve deep

 

What will you find?

 

You're still a child

 

But not like me, not wild

 

You should take cover when i get riled

 

The last person who annoyed me died

 

I never went out of sight

 

I left this normal life

 

With creeps creeping slowly

 

Lately problems are like mountains

 

Solutions spring like fountains

 

Heavenly water on me I'm wet

 

I took a breath and felt fresh

 

Airwaves so jazzy

 

My recorder so brassy

 

My eyes so glassy

 

My fangs like red Sharpies

 

My myths about harpies

 

Kill me

 

I never wrote a bad note

 

I wallow in my leather coat

 

Remember when my dad used to lounge on a boat

 

Shoot at me I'm bullet-proof

 

Try to seduce me I'm lady-proof

 

I'm remote and alone

 

Can you hear the disrespect in my tone?

 

Don't bother trying to text my phone

 

I collect body parts, dna and bones

 

Like Hannibal

 

But I'm more controlled and philosophical

 

You, you're not contented

 

More like demented

 

About celebs and what they select on instagram

 

But I'm standing on a landmine knowing that you're stuck in an unworkable plan

 

I never killed myself from depression

 

Or licked my wounds from self repression

 

I'm a stalwart who thinks silently

 

And does stuff slowly

 

Masterly and tremendously scripting poems

 

Shifting words and grammar like dodgems

 

Candy crush playing

 

Magazine reading

 

Lollipop sucking killer of fakes

 

Bunching my medals like that

 

Gimme a rake

 

I even forgot my point

 

But i'm anointed like a king or a priest

 

At the Vatican in robes and holding holy books

 

I'm losing my flow so fast that it's running away

 

To the edge of the desert maybe I'll find it in Dubai

 

Come back thought thread

 

I honed you and loved you and fed you

 

Abandonment is pointless

 

You're so soulless

 

To leave me uselessly hanging

 

Like a criminal from a noose made with a flag that i know

 

Does my country love me? No

 

Does my poetry care? No

 

Do I care? No

 

I just continue with savagery

 

Like a modern day Shakespeare so fancy

 

Grip the tips of your modern day quills like me

 

Write your own version of hellish poetry

 

Unleash it when they don't expect it

 

Cut your finger with a paper and lick it

 

Don't let them step on your neck and crush it

 

Return the pain to the bullies because they deserve it

 

Pull a pin and blow a grenade

 

That was a language raid

 

Sometimes i feel like im drowning in sorrow

 

But hope's resting on the branches of my heart

 

Like a swallow

 

This is my art right from the centre of my heart

 

It hits you like darts

 

I'm losing time

 

Meditating on life and how it goes away

 

How should i pay you if you're evil?

 

Shall i push you away like my personal devil?

 

I look to the sky and revel

 

Come down to my level

 

To my 'hood where they wear Gucci and Armani

 

Sodden eye stares burn you like flares

 

Volvos and Audis negotiate space like buildings

 

While I'm busy looking at the girl who's not rich

 

I'm guilty of being that guy with no mercy

 

Sometimes I show you cracks in my pride

 

I hope they don't expand and infest me like lice

 

She's busy licking her wounds of self hate

 

Just because she was late to the Snapchat party

 

And when she came we ejected her unceremoniously

 

While I smiled at my friends coolly

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