Writter by: Sun & Zion I hate you, I fucking hate you, concrete streets that never blink, I fucking hate you. Jungle lights like prison vines trapping all my brothers. The red and blue like I blame you, Got us turning on each other. Where’s the education, our education, we don’t have books we don’t have funds, until you gentrify the situation. Broken roads
and sidewalks closed, Rainier avenue be like the devil. Ay yo...

By: Michael John Badebadz . I’m walking alone on the street, listening to my own heartbeat. It feels like I’m constantly dying, so hard to maneuver this suffering.   I’ve responded to world’s views, ignoring mine was an abuse. At the edge of a shifty time, I caught myself in a trap and lie.   Fallacy lost me in life’s game, only me should be blamed. I haven’t done my mere best, to surpass its...

By: Taryn (TLH) . You are the rise and fall of me The heat and chill of me Truths told and conspiracy A constant ride You are the sun and moon in me The love and hate in me Planted feet and vagrancy An ebbing tide I gave, you took it all I fell, you let me fall Open door, concrete wall A sightless guide I sank, you swam away I stayed, you went astray Cold November, youthful May A lack of pride You took yet gifted me I found the strength in...

By: Liza Va Va . The fire within me Burns at a low flame I keep it there For safe shelter The heat provides my soul warmth Its light illuminates my journey Though I walk around looking for something To extinguish I am distinguished Every one senses this heat Attempts to beat Steal Defeat Extend to treat Excite or Dull My influence To electrify Multiply My fire extends To those in need Dissolving tears At...

By: John Tucker . This poem is written for all servicemen/women serving in Afghanistan – no matter what Nationality… . British forces, in a foreign land; Fighting every day! Striving against – an ‘Unseen’ enemy; That kills – then melts away. . How can a ‘War’ like this be won? Lives’ – are lost in vain. Is it not time – to end insanity? And bring them home again!!! . How many more ‘Brave young...

By: DomUnique . She’s so sweet looking good enough to eat the type of woman that you meet she’s on your mind all week you’re up late claim you can’t sleep a wink but you could if you didn’t press that webcam link she’s got your mind on cruise truth be told you can’t think because your mind is weak… you think about moving forward you tryna make her your wifey she’s thinking you’re...