Write off!! Lets go people!!! [Participation Thread]

[persia]

in having a convo with someone the other day in im, i was asked what i have learned from watching people. this was my answer:

what i have learned:
most can only be trusted to give you exactly what they are trying to hide, insecurties are thinly vieled if you know what to look for and blessings are the simplest parts of peoples lives

i liked how it flowed in my head, so i wrote about about. i thought we could have a 'session' and share what we all got from it.... if you plan to write, dont read others submissions until you post... to keep it fresh...i cant wait to read others posts!

[persia]

As I sit back and contemplate what I have learned
The wisdom that in these few short years on Earth I have earned
I wonder what I may have missed
And I know what I have overlooked is a table too long to list
I gain strength in knowing He gave me the ability to see what is hidden
And the gift to hear when they don’t want me to listen
To see that most will cover what they are embarrassed to have come to light
And it takes a trained eye to see what they conceal with all their might
You can never trust what is first presented
As evil will appear as holy if you let it
Everyone holds both in their possession
Learning which has the upper hand is life lesson
Only time can speak to what their agenda holds for you
If their intentions are tainted or true

As one looks upon the beings that surround them, insecurities are ever near
Little flaws in character that hold trepidation, anxiety and fear
Insecurities will always be thinly veiled to the trained eye
But most just move through life unaware, letting all the signs float right by
Even the most grand of character has a chink in their armor
Something they want to share with you if you just wait a little longer
The problem is that we move so fast that precious few take the time to see
That the person they think they know is just a fantasy
What is real is too scary to really discover
And the people we think we love are figments we create from one another
Funny how in life we project what scares us most on what we claim to hold sacred
And when they deliver on what we always knew they would, we resort to hatred
In reality it was us that thrust the label we feared on to what we adored
Oh to just have taken the time to know what was really there, had we really explored

The same could be said for the blessings that everyday are bestowed upon us all
He delivers them like clockwork, our daily wakeup call
But so many of us will never hear the phone ringing
Too busy listening to the Devil singing
The song of selfishness, self preservation and greed
All the while, proclaiming the Word is what you heed
Time is better spent making my life comfortable is the lie we tell ourselves
Uneasy to touch the soul of another, that into our own soul they might also delve
Apprehensive of acknowledging the blessings given so freely
Lest we be held responsible for sharing, coming to some sort of commonality
The point so many miss is that bond with others on a spiritual level is the true gift
That our purpose isn’t to just succeed, but to uplift
A minute distinction that until recently I had missed as well
But what I learned is that my gift from Him was not to just see, but also to tell………

[Gimmie the Loot]

i really like the topic...it's one of those where a million ideas pop up but its so hard to get it down on paper...i enjoyed your piece though you did a good job with it...i already wrote mine but its too long to post...i think i'll have to shorten it

[persia]

i really like the topic...it's one of those where a million ideas pop up but its so hard to get it down on paper...i enjoyed your piece though you did a good job with it...i already wrote mine but its too long to post...i think i'll have to shorten it
i read long stuff... go ahead and add!

[Gimmie the Loot]

ok here goes...(unedited)
I was a beggar in a past life
A scholar in the present
Combine the two and you get something benevolent
I learned from books and I learned from looks
Some people always take
Some people always get took
But what I read wasn't always said
In reality so I looked beyond the dialogue and the fog
By listening I learned to observe
Learned far more than from just words
I could see dreams deferred
More vividly in weathered faces
Than pages blurred
You could see pain beyond tears
And the agony of held breaths
Lost hope in the ones
Who could barely hang on to what's left
You'll learn to look beyond appearance
A smile can appear to be clearance
But beware of red alerts of when smirks turn for the worst
I could feel the awkwardness of the awkward
I felt taller
But compassion brought me down
And I quickly learned to follow
If real recognize real
And the fake sometimes dont even realize
To catch something I really feel is something of a freak
Accident and I freaking feel sometimes that my realness is faked
My loving is hate
I see the desperation in some of these mothers
Hauling their children around like dirty laundry
Honestly...I can feel no apologies
The babies love to be held and are held in contempt
So the love between the two is a necessary evil
Evil love is like a cut will bleed when rung
And seeds will tongue their way into fertile grounds
And sprout prophecies of future evil ones
The fathers are on the scene on the other side of town
I see in them lost time like a king without a crown
The throne is theirs
Their heirs are despair
Some seem to care but their share is overshadowed by the rest
of the air
Emotions omnipotent
In the minds of the unspoken
Windows to the soul closed and the doors have been broken
Human nature seems to come out best through anger
And compassion trust and loyalty seems an alien life form
Stupidity lividly lives on through extremities
Intelligence and eloquence seem to be fossils of the past tense
Charity mismanaged me
I feel the pain and anguish these
Do-gooders feel when the veil is unveiled
Pride is a slide that some people ride
Into the unknown and then
They get broken when they drive into humility’s tides
I wrinkle my nose in disgust at the complaints of snide wealth
It didn’t surprise me at all when in their chrome reflection
I saw myself
I get a feeling of nostalgia when I look out at the flocks
Of some past era when there was no box
That some are forced to do their thinking outside of
It makes me lie to the truthful and be honest with liars
In the end they all get caught anyway
I see through the breeze that paradise did get lost
Holy textbooks did get used as rafts in the storm
Those with microphones forgot how to speak
Those under the radar really shone when they peaked
I saw in shades of gray when I witnessed the prey
Of color schemes I see what it means
When the palette is frayed
However in the end I could not pretend
That something was there that the world did not intend
To get in the way
I saw this some days
Something that makes you keep looking
Its not curiosity but it drives with the same velocity
Some days I saw things that made me give up withstanding
Other days I felt things that gave me a better understanding

[Gimmie the Loot]

btw rereading yours i really feel what you say....as i grow older i really started to see everything and especially EVERYONE in a different light...friends i've had forever act like they always do, but it's like i see a whole different person...people who i would never be friends with now...oh well...

[persia]

wow! f*ck being long.. i was really feeling that!

[sexydeltagirl]

ok here goes...(unedited)
I was a beggar in a past life
A scholar in the present
Combine the two and you get something benevolent
I learned from books and I learned from looks
Some people always take
Some people always get took
But what I read wasn't always said
In reality so I looked beyond the dialogue and the fog
By listening I learned to observe
Learned far more than from just words
I could see dreams deferred
More vividly in weathered faces
Than pages blurred
You could see pain beyond tears
And the agony of held breaths
Lost hope in the ones
Who could barely hang on to what's left
You'll learn to look beyond appearance
A smile can appear to be clearance
But beware of red alerts of when smirks turn for the worst
I could feel the awkwardness of the awkward
I felt taller
But compassion brought me down
And I quickly learned to follow
If real recognize real
And the fake sometimes dont even realize
To catch something I really feel is something of a freak
Accident and I freaking feel sometimes that my realness is faked
My loving is hate
I see the desperation in some of these mothers
Hauling their children around like dirty laundry
Honestly...I can feel no apologies
The babies love to be held and are held in contempt
So the love between the two is a necessary evil
Evil love is like a cut will bleed when rung
And seeds will tongue their way into fertile grounds
And sprout prophecies of future evil ones
The fathers are on the scene on the other side of town
I see in them lost time like a king without a crown
The throne is theirs
Their heirs are despair
Some seem to care but their share is overshadowed by the rest
of the air
Emotions omnipotent
In the minds of the unspoken
Windows to the soul closed and the doors have been broken
Human nature seems to come out best through anger
And compassion trust and loyalty seems an alien life form
Stupidity lividly lives on through extremities
Intelligence and eloquence seem to be fossils of the past tense
Charity mismanaged me
I feel the pain and anguish these
Do-gooders feel when the veil is unveiled
Pride is a slide that some people ride
Into the unknown and then
They get broken when they drive into humility’s tides
I wrinkle my nose in disgust at the complaints of snide wealth
It didn’t surprise me at all when in their chrome reflection
I saw myself
I get a feeling of nostalgia when I look out at the flocks
Of some past era when there was no box
That some are forced to do their thinking outside of
It makes me lie to the truthful and be honest with liars
In the end they all get caught anyway
I see through the breeze that paradise did get lost
Holy textbooks did get used as rafts in the storm
Those with microphones forgot how to speak
Those under the radar really shone when they peaked
I saw in shades of gray when I witnessed the prey
Of color schemes I see what it means
When the palette is frayed
However in the end I could not pretend
That something was there that the world did not intend
To get in the way
I saw this some days
Something that makes you keep looking
Its not curiosity but it drives with the same velocity
Some days I saw things that made me give up withstanding
Other days I felt things that gave me a better understanding

Dopeness.....

Here's my drop.....

People lie...
They lie to hide that there are really bitter...
They smile and say they are happy but deeply...
The wound is still open and they are using you...
As a cushion to temporarily cover up the scar...
I met a man who was bitter cause love keep skipping...
Over him...
Not noticing that he wanted love more than anything....
But in all honestly love wasn't ignoring him...
It thought he needed some time to fully..
Understand that he had to love himself first...
But he didn't quite wait long enough and before he knew it...
He was confessing his love again...
So quickly things change when that love doesn't love you back....
So the bitterness returned and instead of turning that situation...
Into some learned behavior...
He tried to push his hurt and disdain...
Onto the world...
Yet he didn't know that the young lady...
Was filled with so much self love....
That instead of trying to retaliate or spread more hate...
She told him she wished him the best...
And that the next time he thought he found love....
He would be a little more patient.....

[Abs_inth da prophet]

from the first time I left the paper i realized how life was a perfect breath..
how we spend every day searching for what we already have...wasting what's left..
you learn alot about life facing death...
and I wish we could all grow to see the world..through the eyes of a child
in their strength..
Can you remember the first time you ever see everything you love..
til the the sun sets...
that's why life is repeating itself..cause that's what life is.
The Change....the rests...
the transition into a new strange destiny..
blessed like another line in your palm..
So just let it be cause it's all about what you're holding on
don't predict the past you gotta be the future...before the future's gone.

[sexydeltagirl]

from the first time I left the paper i realized how life was a perfect breath..
how we spend every day searching for what we already have...wasting what's left..
you learn alot about life facing death...
and I wish we could all grow to see the world..through the eyes of a child
in their strength..
Can you remember the first time you ever see everything you love..
til the the sun sets...
that's why life is repeating itself..cause that's what life is.
The Change....the rests...
the transition into a new strange destiny..
blessed like another line in your palm..
So just let it be cause it's all about what you're holding on
don't predict the past you gotta be the future...before the future's gone.


Dope...

I want to be with him...
Lawd knows he's the only thing I know...
The one that truly gets me...
Understands my urges my sudden outburst of randomness...
He knows that I'm passionate about how I can make a piece of paper come to life...
Allow others the ticket to this world I've crafted...
Out of high expectations and the chance to make it....
He protects me...
He wants me..
He has loved me for 5 years that seem like an eternity...
We've reached a cross roads...
And it's either time to get married or let go...
But I'm afraid because it's no turning back from this...
It's not semi-perm. like that black rinse I die my hair with....
He said he only wants to do it once...
But what if it's not with me?

[soulsimplistic]

I like to keep mine short and soul simple.....
yet intense like the feeling you get, when staring at cute babies with dimples
Unknowing how fragile life is, yet tough on the same hand....
and the slightest adjustment to the threads of fate..affect supply & demand
Living just enough for the city, but not enough for yourself...
living to die, on the far spectrum of chasing wealth
...we consider it comfort, yet comfort considers us the police
on a high speed chase, lay down the spike strips to slow it down....

comfort stops when it sees the strips....only to go around
and keep on moving.....soul 2 soul

[ovb81]

As i gaze upon this world
I find mirror images and clokes
false realities and jokes
people wanting to be one another
we are a constant dog chasing his tail
walking blind trying to read each other in brail
stale a** lines
told in nursery school rhymes
as i try to keep things unique
but even find myself falling into this abyss
tryin to find my way out
only to be pulled back in
with the lafee tafee materialistic Bull Sh*t
when indivudual we are talked about
when we conform we arent happy
so ill place my self in the middle
and wear my 5 for 20's and new era cap
so the world will still realize im a keep it real cat
but underneath that
i will rock my locks
cuz they say you cant get a job
and props will stop

thats all for now..been gone for a minute....

[ONE_MIC_ETERNAL]

what I have learned from living on this earth is that No one is
concerned about you or who you are except a select few,
those your family and friends and the few loves you
fight with. People tell me words must rhyme to be rhythmic
but i stare out at a crossbow of beings, none who share the
same chracteristics and yet all whom bond together to
strike at you, anything new, any new person of color
hate has colors but there is no hate for hate
there is no specific color

[sexydeltagirl]

What I have learned from living on this earth is that...
There is no time for second chances...
You either finish the race or start to go backwards....
In the game of love everyone's moving so fast...
You are dating, then moving towards holy matrimony....
Then come the kids and the bills, saving for college...
You don't stop and smell the roses anymore...
They have been replaced with the smell of growing old...
I'm afraid of that life...
A life living inside of me...