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a l'amou fou pou tout
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: NY
Posts: 376
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*lol*, hold on let me see....
but, look... Really not about dance to a beat But do something unorthodox, Raising up the heat Most will be against it But you must make them see What you are doing Is meant to be Here’s the starting of your story... Danced a dance you think you can’t complete You take a dominant risk with every step of your feet There’s no one else to criticize but yourself Don’t care of the consequences You’ll do your best to stand tall to the very last beat They all halt their procedures Their eyes are fixed upon you As you command your body to twist Disgust and resentment are intertwined within the mist Some shout, as others throw up their fist Slowly spin in circles to look each in the eye See no change, but won’t allow yourself to cry That would reflect a flaw Causing them to laugh, shift, and walk on by Instead of enchanting them With your attempt at a new all time high Having enough, the crowd abducts you with their rough hands And eject you from the dance ball Wet grass and broken glass Are what you feel at the end of your fall Routine-like, you rise, give the finger to them all, And spin on your broken heels, heading back to your dorm hall Enter and throw out rants against the wall Progress to your bedroom window to make a silent call Walk rather sluggish, over to your bed Stomach protesting, for it hasn’t been fed Memories of recent events swarm through your head Won’t stop until what I’m exclaiming is clearly read Before you drowned in unconsciousness That is exactly what you said
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Gotta Problem Wit Me...SOLVE IT..Think Im Trippin...TIE MA SHOE..Cant Face Me..THEN TURN DA FUCK AROUND Though our hands are chained like they are They haven't taken music from us yet So that's how we'll fight We'll never apologize for saying what we feel
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They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
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Yeah, that kind of thing.
These lines "Raising up the heat Most will be against it But you must make them see What you are doing Is meant to be" Could ,maybe do with a bit of 'beautifying' as they're very basic (although they do get the point across neatly), but the general gist is there. You could put in some inventive adjectives, or change the verbs you used so that they say the same thing but sound a bit fancier while doing! So, um, instead of saying "raising up the heat" you could say "turning up the dial on the social oven" And similar things like that, saying the same thing, but using more imagination to make it a bit more inventive. Sorry, I'm rambling here. The other three lines are fine (you could call it something other than a 'story' in the last line of the intro, but that might just be me being pretentious.) |
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a l'amou fou pou tout
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: NY
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turning up the dial on the social oven..
, that just makes me laughBut chyea, I was just testing the idea, but im going to make it more creative and such....back to work for me. Thanks for the help! ![]()
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Gotta Problem Wit Me...SOLVE IT..Think Im Trippin...TIE MA SHOE..Cant Face Me..THEN TURN DA FUCK AROUND Though our hands are chained like they are They haven't taken music from us yet So that's how we'll fight We'll never apologize for saying what we feel
Thats like apologizing just for being real |
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They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
Posts: 1,208
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No probs.
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a l'amou fou pou tout
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: NY
Posts: 376
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Really not about dance to a beat
But do something unorthodox, Intoxicating the withheld heat Most will alienate it But you devoir yourself To drive them see What you are doing is meant to be Here’s the cut That you brought upon yourself To start to bleed what do y'all think? for a introduction
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Gotta Problem Wit Me...SOLVE IT..Think Im Trippin...TIE MA SHOE..Cant Face Me..THEN TURN DA FUCK AROUND Though our hands are chained like they are They haven't taken music from us yet So that's how we'll fight We'll never apologize for saying what we feel
Thats like apologizing just for being real |
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I thought the "Tea" poem was gorgeous. Very wonderful little poem - around here and certainly around modern poetry in general - we have very, very verbose and bombastic writers trying to use 5 million polysyllabic words to say "Pass the Ketchup" - these neat, simple poems are often lost in the mess.
Not gonna lie, I'm watching ESPN and didn't get through the dance piece. I have this to say though, and mind it well - vague does not = greatness. Having to explain it defeats the purpose, imo. |
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a l'amou fou pou tout
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: NY
Posts: 376
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would be nice if i knew what vague meant, i'll look it up sometime or ask somebody later, but chyea.
So...do you not think its good to explain? or its bad that it needs to be explained? or what? yea, i agree. some of the people are being too complex for just simple lil things. Sometimes i dont even get it cause the words they use, they could call me whatever they want.Thank you for the comment! edit: redid it, placed the explaining at the end of the poem, but in the poem still. check it out if you wanna.
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Gotta Problem Wit Me...SOLVE IT..Think Im Trippin...TIE MA SHOE..Cant Face Me..THEN TURN DA FUCK AROUND Though our hands are chained like they are They haven't taken music from us yet So that's how we'll fight We'll never apologize for saying what we feel
Thats like apologizing just for being real |
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