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Dec 2019 · 72
Be Cautious
Cyclone Dec 2019
Cool with an empty grind, the fool has a tempting mind, tools will uncover rules but jewels will prove they shine, behind, I just rewind to times I guessed my ways, showing I know my rage will page this stress in age, made an escapade where my fade grows in, not saved because the blades' never laid on my sin, within this hidden skin, the follicles are abominable, chronicles of my common emotions in my abdominal divisions, I make decisions when my stomach hurts, the spurt of the vomits flirts lets me know it's worse than Earth, the birth of a son with a gun, first turning it to the world, now hurls that he's the one that hums, the lullaby, gullible, was dull and high, never goes to sleep though, he knows something I, wrote while bitter, and now this little critter made me consider, my life was litter thrown in the *******.
Dec 2019 · 56
Open-Close
Cyclone Dec 2019
This open-close game jokes with poses closest to your focus, stop-go, know no one broke this, hopeless though I stroked with flow, the way we grow provokes us with the sight today, that's why we think we got the right-of-way, the brightest day if I may- gave our darkest gems, I'm penning memories, that would send seven enemies, only meant for me to backtrack, trapped in a flashback, foreshadow the more travel to trackback, the fact that still I lack cracks codes to hack roads, to the soul drove round the globe to the grove, in this cul-de-sac, where I reached the dead end, attention met sin, ceased blessings, brought tension to a tense intersection, an offence bleeps sense, splinters hit connections, spit sessions to assess and attest guests, story of a lifetime, who's the host, guess?, nothing more, nothing less, just something best, that will explain and defame this stressed quest, go east, go west, open, close souls, no reply in the eye, what a shy troll, why stroll in the street with the right-of-way, just to go but reverse then die today, my high would say it's a game where you hit this, but if you miss, take a **** and resist risks.
Dec 2019 · 107
My Mannerisms
Cyclone Dec 2019
My mannerisms made to understand grammar standards planned for man, consolation for a solid nation, hand in hand, the ****** fan ran, kicking cans, stumbled in quicksand, the streets sinks deep when a ***** stands, it's street poetry, flowing forward to foreign as stillborns, it killed norms so it's scoring chills, pills for your sleep cause you're knowing me as nightmares, but I never fight you cause I might care?!, the right fare we have paid for the better days rays past hell's stares, the better term is welfare, fell hairs short of it, good qualities, driven to a policy that's killing our equality, still it taught that once upon a time statement, hatred as we face it, is basic, degrading of the basement will erase it, though placement of the pavement of our love these self-destructive forces touch too, ******* with seduction of destruction of your well-rounded function judges you, AS THROUGH.
Dec 2019 · 83
Humility
Cyclone Dec 2019
Seek for humility​, but know my ability to increase to stability with agility, in this facility where it's build and destroy, the fragilities durability furiously is curious, serious with its toys, respectively causes noise, collectively and expectedly set to be to annoy, the poise, somewhat avoids void, but the only joy is a break, makes self hate, hoping FAKE compensates, the great take, baked in the mind, cold down to lymph nodes, told I was fine, rewind everytime all my dimes spent to hatred, only knows patience to create pain ancient, maintenance for cadence to fry the hellish desperation, being shy is being selfish, that's my little inspiration, for the fact of consideration that I saw misuse in me, others wage war against self, that wasn't new to me, enemy and friend, you're hoping they don't pretend on their end, defending what we think to offend them, but the truest gem finds and defines you, beating round the bush, you can push, this will shine too, half a picture drew, knew it was killing me, blank on the other side, lying with HUMILITY.
Dec 2019 · 91
Exuberance
Cyclone Dec 2019
Recuperating till exuberant, this two in two is new and numerous, what is humorous is that I never knew what humor is, till I blew the few and luminous lamps in voluminous camps, can I ever get amped if I'm cramped, this stamp on my vamp is a walk in the fuzz, never do I halt till my faults start the buzz, cause these confusing thoughts learn to fuse me lost, uses me a lot, so as soon as I'm distraught, I look at me as you and then assume that we are caught, will duplicates make due for this to prove I grew and sought, and spot me as hot then swap me from knots, I seen my dreams had locked what I got was a flop, popped so I stopped, props dropped so I hissed, even though I'm ******, from the jump, I wasn't ****, hit by the spit of the twists in two, you never get a grip when a scripts' your cue.
Dec 2019 · 47
My Honest Presence
Cyclone Dec 2019
See me in my honest presence as a lie that hides his face, my integrity was set to be so cleverly misplaced............... the severity is a parody of my clarity, a lot of bones to pick but that was just a hair of me, that's only scaring me, self-worth is one that brags, if I fell worse, the hurt made it fun to tag, what I never had, gag cause it tastes bad, without dad, mom sags if her bags drag, but she never nags, she just saw right out the plastic, it's never drastic, practice plastered WOMAN out disaster, getting faster, though I spit the flow slowly, solely, it's a sorely feeling, healing if it knows me, might dearly and just fearlessly hear me with its nonchalance, put right in my system, now I list him as my confidant, I can never say "I want" if I just betray my need, life I never see was likely strife right from the might of me, with the quandary apart from me, reflection of deflection, like a tennis game, I would pen the same connection, between the two things that could show in the presence, of the human actions, ATTACKING ONE'S ATTENTION, but in THEIR OWN DIMENSION.
Dec 2019 · 110
Contradictions
Cyclone Dec 2019
The little story with the case of many cartwheels, at the end of this, you will just know how my heart feels, clever I could call your steps but better if I told you hurtle, never took a while to introduce you to my social circle, I spoke to Urkel, with visions of The Color Purple, supervision of your own revisions can be hurtful, like I'm in the desert crying bout a raging waterfall, see my protocols stalled within the essence of my calls, so will y'all play ball when the goal falls, you can be short with your game tall, the fame falls when you take a look at the same closer, day by day you feel that way, changing your composure, with closures, you would think it's over, claiming that you're sober, a proven tactic, graphic, causing havoc, so I take it from exposure, but I highlight it, caring bout the need of being careful, staring at the rarest sense of fairness with despair full, the pull I've annulled turns to push down the stairwell, hi to the basement barrel, bye from the farewell, swears I beared embarrassed me, ask me if I fared well, the contradictions viciousness is one that only pairs hell, never with the heavens but these seven days I conflicted, talented at heart, torn apart, I was CRYPTIC GIFTED, proving why I shifted, but had lifted, you could call it mystic, scripted, though its unpredicted, this is how I lived it, with MY GIVINGS CONTRADICTED, pick it but would kick it, a ticket to be soon evicted.
Dec 2019 · 59
State Of Flow
Cyclone Dec 2019
Incandescent in shows with his fluorescent flows, an adolescent but so, he can sense the hoes, another influence, pursuing with his fluency, doing what few be viewing as wooing for the truth of immunity, the youth in community, he knew to cater to, without the labor that tries to favor impunity, somewhat a savior to you and me, cause later our behavior brought us blasting caps and raps that always chipped our tooth and lapped around these evil claps, we're puny see, though we cannot hide how we divide inside this tide though petrified, we abide by these ruins b, skewing, that's what's ******* me, spewing to unravel that collateral, damage to the unity, that opportunity now faces scrutiny, and soon to be, more than just a war, it's the morbidity core, take a spoon of me, and test infested pestilence, digest, divest defense of it's suspense to know he's making sense, tense, you will condense his chapter, dense, you'll more than scent disaster, rinsed, your thirst is quenched and soon this rapper claps and shares his laughter, after this, fracture is froze, and we're composed of the pose not as hoes, but eager to set goals, self-control of the felt, chosen flows.
Dec 2019 · 90
Soldier's Interlude
Cyclone Dec 2019
Sober minded, clovers that's bolder is told the finest, turn loose, reduce this solider, pushovers that told their kindness, minus his liveliness, crying "Buy me, I'll die a *****", I can only just imagine the sadness in flashing this, lavishness, with no class, I'm an *** if I'm grabbing this, **** this sash, plus this brass, this task, I'd love to miss, laugh last, fast madness, but cruising to soothe my way, no attractiveness, in fact I'm not ravished, I move away, who's to say, running is gunning for punishment, if you won by ******* this blunt to escape that ruckus *****, **** that ****, stuck in destruction, where is the hype?, I'd like to get my stripes, such a sight to see in the night!, though this life likes tough and then tougher to touch the ****** and delude, the clovers that think they're sober, THIS SOLDIER'S INTERLUDE.
Dec 2019 · 72
Clean Death
Cyclone Dec 2019
Remains feeding flames, that's the name for it, BANG, BANG, BANG, ***** slang of a gang that can never hang, of course I sang when it rang, what's it taunting to be, broken glass soaked my past, nothing haunting to see, hear the beat and repeat, notes close to most, desire highers singing choirs, post close to toast, live limousines clear the scenes, signs we've been a team, now dream leaving clean, never mean to what it seems, the fiend in my spleen now is steamed, with cream left, rest as we nest on king and queen sets, spiritual, we pray to lay way to keen breath, though we never know, rather go in CLEAN DEATH.
Dec 2019 · 151
Are You Live?
Cyclone Dec 2019
Live bells spell chimes, rhymes that mind time had shined, five lives out of nine deprived from crime, blind just from kind signs, find your whines spine, and twine on the line that the vine had signed, commentary varies, scarcely staring me in my eye, self contradictions kept them switching, never visioning why, the term advantage has percentages, it's said in its leverages, invest in my profession for perfection that's cleverest, sever this, credit that they edit in America, all across the world, whatever, etc., hard to fix it, hope you're not TOO smart to quit, cause your little sense of bliss is narcissistic when you stick, the simplistic, optimistic way we mimic soon will lack WHY, times that's just defined as "That was mine" enshrines that facts die, not in reality but in the humans grim capacity, so attacking me, attacks, whose involved in all this mastery.
Dec 2019 · 58
Your Life You Lead
Cyclone Dec 2019
You're free to proceed, know it's a life that you lead, yes indeed, look at greed, it's a thief that we feed, but how the heck can we accuse or choose from news that amuses our snoozes, clueless, labeled foolish, getting ******* by the dude some disputed for, 2 of 4 knew if they do this, they do it for, offences, whether for or against it, I visioned war, laughing, baffling, action is passion, what do I mean?, if self esteem is high in my violence, you know my team, remorse in portions rounded disorientated nods, conceived with needs, believing no one is a hated squad, jog over logs in fog, get bogged, boggled, lodged with blogs, no dodging the hogs that dog goggles, made it by the way I was praying, but they were dated, I turned right back, delaying but saying that I was playing, this is something I was caught missing in yearly deeds, if you heed your missions then clearly know what you lead.
Dec 2019 · 54
Exposing
Cyclone Dec 2019
Stabbing it, appearing passionate, establishing havoc, they're fabricate, I'm just laughing, it's elaborate tactics that have the cracks in it, flashing pics, they're thrashing their master, and only plaster it, ain't no use in masking it, now some turn to asking if, BLASTS, be the last task fore they choose to quit, jab what you can't tab adds a reduced grip, vast with the new quips, sparse to attainment, fast when they move lips, hearts in containment
Dec 2019 · 110
Shall I Say More?
Cyclone Dec 2019
You can say my words are not intriguing, leaving on your own believing I was just as free but not proceeding, catch me at a hollow point, teething in my skin, see me at my first speech, breathing from within, said this air was always thin, defending pending sentiments attention mostly resents, with hints we just commenced to rinse in the fire, just expired prior to the liars coming higher so we dare for our desires, conspire with these tires making track marks stark though it's dark, would we ever park, only if we barfed, scarfs in the cold temperatures, these adventures pens a legend words heard, though it's slurred past the curve, observe, and just conserve your ligaments for any brought predicament, we're caught with our diligence belligerent, so our ignorance only brought us ways we can somewhat say, I GOT PAID TODAY, through deliverance.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Crashing fore I finish, replenishing the fast doom, prematurely in this, so I'm picturing the classrooms, soon you assume my diploma is my birth date, burst into college, yeah that was my first take, you can be my witness and exhibit for artistic steps, when I quit and whine, that could kiss your wish to death, unless I grow and orientate, this floor to my state, poor foundation only proves that there's more that it takes, can't shake my role, soul is vogue that fakes stab, break the tongues sake, forsaking great paths, laugh at the past, imagine how days total, if only I could say TODAY, that they were noble.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Confrontational conversations, most rooted from observations, despite of the consolation, consolidation, for the route of my household, without it, the mouse scolds, now watch how my mouth folds, about those, goals I mold to see me bloom any sooner, the song I sung as a crooner brought doom resuming the rumours, boomers, bass this case, now lacing this pace that's placing escaping from our true making, now naming this as a nation, frustration, I had patience, but now I can't wait no longer, I'm somber just by that **** that I did, but do you ponder, wonder, how we rate hate by the circular cycle of fools, what rules did you choose, these clues told me you'd lose, abused, so blow your fuse, I'd like to hyphen this day cause my soul is writing the sight how we're fighting for rights we take, you wait, but there's no plate to serve, without supply, demanding for one to hand it to you, we're just a CRY-SHY.
Dec 2019 · 48
Knowledge
Cyclone Dec 2019
Knowledge said it was power though it also warned it could get me killed, all across the board, you could see the sword though the pen was real, learned to feel the verses by curses of worth and pure respect, never call him broke if his tokens would prove that you're in debt, seems the element knows, foes pose some kind of help, if he never touched you or judged you, somehow, he minds your health, similar with credit, this is given by the clues, I will only call you ***** where the ***** is only due, just as actions bring reactions, satisfaction brings you passion, it's the pleasure that we measure, if we treasure, then it happens, whether he continues rapping or just choose to tap in soul, it's a change he has brought, so it's the range that he told, turning bold for the good, so his goods are only polished, he just bred what he's fed, in the head, call it knowledge,  knowing all your steps to respect what is real, though knowing what it warns, other's scorn can have you killed.
Dec 2019 · 97
Subject Of Surprise
Cyclone Dec 2019
The subject of surprise, was it lies as the two eyes cries, dries, and shies from the star cause the shine dies, describe the scene as a part of green Earth that's dirt as I was pairing this screen with American dreams, you learn to know it was out there, mouths care about that shout that this routes' fair, doubt the announced scare, scouts turn to pout cause they vouched for the stout's dares, now screaming ouch! cause the bout just sprouts where, they learned to share, now impaired, bearing sins, so they're calling in, ten hours later, no more paper, cause it's vapor in, skies, now despised, cause the cries now follow them, learn to taste the problems, cause to solve em, you must swallow them.
Dec 2019 · 49
Midnight Hour
Cyclone Dec 2019
The daydream can't exist in the midnight hour, lost, it'll cost you a loss when you're sitting sour, feeling tight as I fight with my insight, might see the light that ignites when my soul writes, open mic night is a right, but the ghost speaks, knowing that it's close when its outer boasts approach me, hear the dope beat?, nope, gotta cope with notes that spoke my post as a man broke, smoke cigars, far from where you are, up to par, when you're at bars high up in the stars, get in this car, lush with such clutch breeze, a/c!, face me!, case closed, hush please, I seen plush trees dense, so it's hard to drive, even with the high beams, I don't feel alive, can't hide in this ride, I'm an alien, go to sleep, hear the beep of heaps that will pay me in, insane vein, strained, I'm contained cream, they won't give a ****, let me duck and daydream, no will to go, so I spoil and get sour, sitting like that black kitten, ******* in the midnight hour.
Dec 2019 · 82
Back To Earth
Cyclone Dec 2019
The hatred in this world that's tainted, trace my lonely face, I'd replace if this race would only prove that it's a waste, can't escape but reshape this scapegoat to taste hope, prejudice is the late scope from rapes rope, one that waits may date odds, create gods, so dislodged, my appetite is clogged, but accept a plate of cod to dive inside the LIVE seas, the respect arrives, strives for DYING breeds, the solution was convoluted cause it's polluted, I wasn't suited to sue it so I would only mute it.
Dec 2019 · 41
Straight Business
Cyclone Dec 2019
My service that is clerical replies time pays, you might have heard I went hysterical in 3-5 days, paraphrase every birth on Earth, it's worth was her pain, purchase searching for the certainty of currency shamed, remain the same, but acclaim a different frame of action, not for simple satisfaction, but subliminal fashion, it's the slacking why some chose to go to hacking with passion, it's the fractions of audacity that rations me backwards, yet these ******* back in blacker packs, so strapped, but still sane, to attain brain maintain veins that aim, to contain what it needs but refrain for ease, cause a swollen head dreads so it begs to bleed.
Cyclone Dec 2019
How this pondering fostered prospers preposterous thoughts, amongst the conquerors who's sponsored that their monsters was caught, GOD forgive me for my serious, and curious phrase, money comes, go's, flows in mysterious ways, still I'm glad I'm paid, though these days delays, some say they beef for our relief but my belief is it's staged, being right right now but in rare degrees, so let the guarantees bleed cause our cares recedes, see I thought that I was freed and my life would be gravy, but then I proved that I was crazy when some ladies were shady, they shouting pay me, no one saves me, only raised me to drop, it was my fault that I had trusted, now disgusted from rusted plots, it's hard to resist the lust of me cussing and fussing ****, just know that it's a blessing for these lessons and not from luck, though stuck in this multitude where I am bound to lose, I cruise from the clues so my dues I only choose.
Dec 2019 · 166
Teach Well
Cyclone Dec 2019
We're lifted cause we're gifted though different, so we must teach well, not shifted by these chronics, atomic was sonic detail, sardonic like these comics, it's not ironic we reap hell, relationships platonic with economics indeed fails, might be known as realest but really weakest to preach tales, it's really seen as shoddy just like the body that she sells, as retail, deacons was only speaking the beast swells, what about this gossip your wife is plotting, her feet smells, me, I'm not the one that will shun what you done, but seek cells, look at all the people as equal, sequels don't reach bail, so just study on introductions, functions the meek tell, that is how you speak what is really grief, THEY TEACH WELL.
Dec 2019 · 132
Mastermind
Cyclone Dec 2019
The mastermind, travels, faster than time, the subject matters of my inner laughter cracking my spine, I'm paralyzed from my pair of eyes down to my feet, I'm smiling wide so my style replies bon appetit, if I'm cynical, I sense my final spinal is vinyl, I'm head over, you're the Red Rover till I am over, wasn't sober but was detrimental, regiment spies, was somewhat wise cause I can't recognize my tribes, so decide, devise from the eyes that's open, to the scoping of a notion that will never be broken, higher hoping, is coping, these faster times, running tractors over Casper *******, MASTERMIND!
Cyclone Dec 2019
With the stress do we learn to lessen success?, love to say your dressings a blessing, impressions flex with complexity, she was next to me, hearing the words I spoken, I'm coping, so now I'm soaking, when choking, her heart was broken, the sky is open, direct when we die moping, subliminal never minimal, stemming from my devotion.. my high is hoping to ******* mellow with fellows that sound as soft as a cello with hellos brighter than yellow, I love the schedule, releasing demos and memos, I tremble, not knowing me, but with urgency, I then know, I'm a person, so knowing I've got my leaks, every seven days of the week, only heaven knows what's my peak, and just to finish a little tip in the business is fitness to skit the crest, and witness its silhouette.
Dec 2019 · 35
Stay Hopeful
Cyclone Dec 2019
Freelance raps in trapped visions, do I succeed to lead this deed to freed missions, with blunt cowards that use their power for unrest, shapes of imagery of no liberty in the sunset, screams dreaming redeeming its creamy texture, I recall staring at walls, paused, stalled in pressure, caught my temperature rising with the horizon, busting eyes, lusting for lies, justifying Verizon, stint of seizures, so Sprint neither, it hints teasers, this procedure resents readers that splits the cheaters, catch a breather, we're somewhat leaders that fell stray, listless unlike misters and their mistresses in LA, crooked perception from that reception but fell straight, anyone who induces the gun, SPELLS BAIT.
Dec 2019 · 34
Tranquility
Cyclone Dec 2019
Tranquility, can you christen this seminal worth, though pains empathy learns to listen for criminal birth, butterflies uttered justified reasons the others tried, to clutter those self contradictions when flutters died, "eye for eye" is really "I will die" from more with less, woke with those depictions, spoke descriptions imposing chess, you think your best would likely turn to moves that guess fate, your Parliament with tolerance dishonored with CHECK MATE!, telekinesis, you brought hell as pieces, I read your thesis, quitting quickly and forgetting, I just bred your weakness, ****** you dry, in your eyes no ability, I just made you thin, using my TRANQUILITY.
Dec 2019 · 69
I See Clones
Cyclone Dec 2019
Living here, it appears you have no fears, tears through the years now appear as atmosphere, evaporation was your friend, it's your confirmation, did my complaining ever rain into your conversations?, probably never, though determined to learn in the better weather, call me clever if I'm wetter with ink in my letters, I'm distinctive on the brink into linking your ways of thinking, though I'm drinking, blinking blinded, you're twinkling, how did I find it?, rewind delighted, invited, despite inciting then igniting this insight into fights we decided, we're divided though we multiply double times then **** em, I study how we nullify puzzled minds but spill em, so they're spread for dread and in my head I must beg for my legs to peg my tread, call me dead cause the LIVE is saying I'm fiction, though they gave good diction in the creatures they reached for submission, so you listen, we don't vision if we're not positioned, in disguise, is the wisdom in bliss or a prism?
Dec 2019 · 73
Stunned Thunder
Cyclone Dec 2019
I've begun to stun none with thunder, fun is one wonder, plunder in this tundra, tons of guns now run, the sun blunders, under will you come to sum the bums numbered, chewing gum, you're shooting *** in slumber, swift but can't lift your **** that gifts lumber, I begin to sniff my ****, lifted, all signs are shifted, spiff snippets to list it, twisted, consisted, insisted I instigated some formulaic conveying a spacious case as a basis, now in a matrix and tracing paces of spaceships, that offers places where women embraces to be our waitress, but can't sharpen this harp to play my thoughts beautifully, plus it's rather disgusting to hush our duchess so musically, I'm really using me, truthfully thinking stupidly, youthfully, I'm disgracing responsible ones that route for me, we pay to live and die for free, so see, like me, you can be the one that dumbs under, having fun can shun the one wonder, so, I'm that *** that flows with STUNNED THUNDER.
Dec 2019 · 56
Voice That Carries
Cyclone Dec 2019
Thoughtfully hearing this blind dream, I cautiously try to steer cause I'm nearing its crime scene, voices from choices had poignancy, it may be annoying me, but it works just accordingly, it's toying me, so who's employing me, no one just but myself, I can claim to be getting help, but what's next when nothing is felt, DEALT!, with dying wealth, declining health had sadly, assassinated the rated least hated, so sugar stabbing me, instead of grabbing me, babbling with all her love, she's dabbing her way to having a SAVAGE known as a ****, but do I bug, no scrubs, stub, devotion see, songs that tells the heart, sets apart, I'm starting with potency, but how deep is my love when none promoting me, will I keep it cool, be a fool, by pulling the low in me, blowing its cover had lovers hovering, told the tree, I'm gone visit back with my gat and tap in this poetry, now pat my back as I snap by capping this dream by CHOICE, woke up and I broke up by choking on this demeaning VOICE.
Dec 2019 · 102
Use Your Talents (Wisely)
Cyclone Dec 2019
It's lethal once you prove it's legal, speak to your talents, malice balanced with the madness, built the palace, status crashed in Dallas, I'm boxing toxins, socking hemotoxins, stocking oxygen, head-locking, what's detoxing clocking in for prospering, bottle of this gin is slim, grim sins are close to me, ain't no toasting, get the notion, I was broken, Coke, they chose to motion me, I'm supposed to be, newer, chasing super duper clues, so I can't lose, and pay my dues, this goose is in to just confuse, I'd like to cruise and kiss this musical commitment we disputed for, as usual your beautiful from head to cuticle, plus it's cute to pull, in, instead of simply pulling out, right out my mouth, I'm bout to shout, MY TALENTS SPOKE WHAT I'M ABOUT!
Dec 2019 · 100
Didn't I Let You Know?
Cyclone Dec 2019
Didn't I let you know?
Life's a mystery though I'm closest to solve it, inspecting just like detectives, we shot the Tec and revolved it, just like you called it, I saw it, we're messengers to a T, with pressure from our oppressors, we fester, stressing relief, brief, we told the chief, mischief, just brings us grief, it may just be how you see it, so be it, but how you sleep, I finish, earn place in Guinness for facing citizens, fitting in every masculine, feminine hymn by living the way we thought different in, just spitting the fake in me, mistaking the faith in me, so all crowds can come shake with me,  THEY HATE ON ME, and then they take from me, literal breaks is critical, pivotal in this digital little case known as LIBERAL, I know you heard this if my words can come with urge and kiss the purge that burned this Earth and missed the bliss of worth, CONSERVATIVE, and so I hurt to live, exploring the adoring gift of love, it's a gist of twists when subs can just rub in the question through my mind to a blind man, kind man, why plan, die bland, dry land, Didn't I let you know, bro?, ***?, why the force can't let me go low to grow, wish I took your place to blow and glow, but a mission has a risk, OH NO, DIDN'T I LET YOU KNOW.
Dec 2019 · 99
Silver Platter
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm shy to shiver, cry me a river, but deliver my silver, it was my company shunning me in the month we had slithered, this Earth will quiver, but I bicker to eliminate quicker, though it retaliates by gravitating traps till I'm sicker, so it gets richer, I picture me alone with a hitcher, I wish to ditch her, never kiss her, glitch, stitch and then ***** her, but who's the tricker?, my scripts or just the fact that she's thicker with all my flickers, predictable, this chick is just slicker.
Dec 2019 · 110
Urban Legend
Cyclone Dec 2019
I sketch life with breath and left death on it's own, commitment to shipments I witnessed stiffness as a stone, I gifted the chrome, condoned zones as my home, self crowned urban legend, these seven days are like drones, blow up in cases, the daily basis what you make it, opportunity given this living cries when you fake it, only hit brakes when the feds tread what you do, cold hard brew, these dues clue what you chew.
Dec 2019 · 89
Dignity
Cyclone Dec 2019
Dig to see my dignity, live to see me living free, me was not the other me that's dreaming in the dreams that be, keeping what he keeps to go, going where he seeks to grow, teaching him some more and now he's knowing what he didn't know, us too could get a strong core and have time to question, but view it as a long, boring, half-hour session, privileged poets pass as pacifists, pack their packages to practice never backing back with facts as acts of activists, embodied poverty through my apology to my prodigy, in his naughty body, rich but still a ***** to losing lotteries, pity in what was witty is ******, repeated phrase after days finds its ways to hit me, cause these times have changed, it's rearranged and strange, at least to me cause in my self, I had felt my range, through the course of time, signs turn to friends of mine, if I stop, and drop, my end in time, capsule hassles, baffled by the way they would travel, now my gravel rattles, battled past the wrath of the cattle, find what was never found but always was there, compare it with results of what you see in your stare, where was the person that I chose to see, digging for my dignity, LIVING IN ME.
Dec 2019 · 83
Sunny Meditations
Cyclone Dec 2019
See these sunny meditations are never handing its style with grace, proven to be funny when understanding the smiling face, spoon of honey not rich in money but rich in taste, though even in the come up, the tummy's hungry but some will say, "I'm definite, inspect my definition and correct your steps, my every breath is left, if deaf, your death will be my mission, you had said there be no *******, but to me, you see the way I prep with skeptical envy, so let me free my glee and step to you, you will respect me, better yet, you will respect my grind and mind just how I checked thee, expect my Tec to wreck your neck with pecks that disconnect thee, you got your final words before I serve to you my best spree, b?",.................... "In fact I do, I sniff a myth in you, you hold your grip but in your lips you spit your stiff, I'm saying if I lift, you'd shift and drift your mind from **** that most just had a fifth of you, your fad is bad but mostly sad, I'm stabbing at the ***** in you, this has a twist we all could list, but **** I'd risk a lengthy disc, so ****** assisting stickiness, you'd listen just to rank me tanked and shank my flank and crank your bank", making but no sedation, style less than funny, tried the sunny meditation, but his face, granting for that understanding, starts demanding for a taste, richer than money, summing up the hungry tummy yearning for the rich, can of self-ambitious, HONEY.
Dec 2019 · 107
Clever Wordplay
Cyclone Dec 2019
If clever wordplay deserves pay, what will this Earth say, asking mother nature later caters in her way, the third day, still ******, urgent to earn it, calm down with your palms round town to serve it behind the curtain, with the strive, was you alive, or too amused by the motion, never noticing how to drive until deprived, five facts enacts bad news, uncircumcised, human eyes replies used, with you accused, excuse me, I'm thinking ooh-wee!, you and me?, you me, and I'm your groupie, smoothly, do me, until dawn, never tired till I stop moaning, groaning with yawns, was turned on, a con's only pro is ***, getting high from the low then around we go, but never know, yo, have you heard getting better pay, with that ***** **** that is wetter from your spurred play, NOW THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY, NO WORDPLAY.
Dec 2019 · 138
Personality
Cyclone Dec 2019
Personality, worst occurrence, first fatality, all before the search of how I can just earn my salary, looks aren't flattery, cursed assault would fault to battery, I can't halt, with salt, no sugar, it is full of nascency, now you laugh at me, epitaph of haunt will not define me, though at first I'm baffled by the wrath that once would mind me, time me till my prime, through every rhyme I learned to find me, life is like a rap although at times it cannot climb me, a skill that fills your will but drills the bill and killed the cable, I start to stress and question have I lessened or not able, to label my cradle as safe or nearly fatal, intuition stuck with malnutrition, where's my navel, ladle me the quintessential villain while I'm on the table, confused, abused, only stable by my one potential, zzz, snooze!, but really knew I'd loose by the one thing, fuse, into the man that first was scattered free, mature and then endure, for the PURE PERSONALITY TO EARN ME.
Dec 2019 · 73
Commander In Chief
Cyclone Dec 2019
Respected, elected with ***** eclectic pieces, I form my thesis to seek this repeated beat of my weakness, deleted peeps means my deepness is somewhat steep, but to preach it unleashes breaching my creeping, for peaking the inner weakling, now breathing I take my life back, you say I'm not right, incite that, why must you bite, tightening lightning onto a man that is fighting, if you were frightening, enlightening would not be one of my options, I'd die shame, thinking stopping would drop and flop all the cautions.

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