The Immortal Wize
PRO MEMBER  446200 16 
|
|||||||||||||||||||||
CATEGORY
life
MAYOR of Poetry Vibe. This poet is identified as the mayor of the Vibe for have the most karma ponts. You receive karma points when you comment on poems.
You’re cramping my style
Talking all loud
Must be proud
Of your achievements
Leave me in peace
With my bereavement
Good grief, I’m in mourning
The shot was only a warning
Got me an inkling, hand me an ink pen
Written in the palm of my skin
linked in to Armageddon
day of reckoning, rekindling
raise the dead out of bed
will till, until I’m out of breath
there’s nothing left
it’s out of my hands
no more strength in my left
I’ll write... all right
You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.
COMMENTS
No comments. Be the first to enter a comment.
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize
|
In Short Mahammad Ali stood  |
|
Fallen Leaves A Permanent Stain a grandmother |
|
The Point Of Crossing Over the feeling of being crossed is a feeling of being double crossed who drew the line we can't c... |
|
Love Is A Resurrection love can't break a heart love won't break a heart love is a fragile heart trying not t... |
|
Social Strand where you from you don't |
|
In The Hole karmic debt to me is like |
|
Shush the wind is talking listen to the gentle breeze |
|
Jive Turkey when you see a honky |
|
WE NOT OKAY we all went throuhgh a |
|
Black Mail what was the black power |
