poetry

Thoughts float through my head and pen,I know i can be great, but when?I have what it takes, but I need to sit back and waitMy time isn't now but I believe its not the way.I'll rise above the cruel people who never gave me the time of day.Working hard to fix things and get closer to my dreams,but my best is not enough it seems.My ambitions make decisions that'll take me all the way,my family won't have to pay, i look forward to that dayI started off slow, from the bottom without a name,now i'm on a roll recruiting fans and getting fame.I just pray that I make it because lord knows I've invested time,writing poerty and spoken word onto these lines.

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Seeking Fame?

Spit it wide and let it land

on the hands of the poet

who dreams the big babes

will stop by with a deal.

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Yearn in the deepest part

of the heart for the highest

of highs, the fans behind

the stretch, or just a few

dimes in the till.

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Sing it. Write it down. Take

a break and cut a studio

dem, or just hope for

the magic that happens

when you do the free

style for the audience

full of agents waiting

for you to come to them.

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~Lady A~

12-18-13

1:20p

 

 

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