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Free Write -Vacancy
So I’m trying to get into the habit of writing daily, so everyday I’ve decided to write 16 lines of poetry/lyrics and if I create something I’m proud of I’ll post it here for you to enjoy. (Ps. subscribe to my YouTube channel for more content) Next week I might do some more cohesive poetry than just hip-hop like lyrics.
Vacancy
by: James Revels III
I’m outta this world like exosphere.
I’m better than the me of Yester-year.
Outside of the box. No metal gear.
I’m the captain watch what happens when I steer.
Stars below and the future above.
Friendship roots are deeper than subs.
Smooth with speech make any girl blush,
but tomorrows we build is what makes it love.
A heart of a lion. Skin of an elephant.
A wordsmith with elements of eloquence.
Breaking bills is the only time I change.
Numb to the competition. Novocaine.
I may modulate the frequency.
but never degradate the decency.
There’s a vacuum in power of prowess with words
and I’m here to fill the vacancy.
Here’s the instrumental that inspired these lyrics
Free Write – Arsenic
So I’m trying to get into the habit of writing daily, so everyday I’ve decided to write 16 lines of poetry/lyrics and if I create something I’m proud of I’ll post it here for you to enjoy. (Ps. subscribe to my YouTube channel for more content) This week I’m adding an audio visual element.
Arsenic
By: James Revels III
Take a sip of these syllables as they settle in your heart like arsenic.
My name in the tree of life carved in. This intentional flame arson then.
As far as I came only look back when checking pedometers.
Flow spill out of me like broken glass or a colander.
Quotes in quilted patterns held together by sutures.
You haul me out I relocate your like a mover.
Succeeding now or later, though I prefer sooner.
Flirt with lady luck, though mother nature’s much cuter.
On this boat of life, we all know that death rows.
Capital punishment for he reward of joy, I suppose.
Uploaded to the Over-soul, These words I download.
The wisest men are the ones who say the most with their mouths closed.
So that makes me a fool, cool like frost bitten fingers.
No soliciting, Advice unheeded by deep thoughts that linger.
I see red when friends are blue. Smell ya later. Burnt Cedar.
Trying to get in tune like an orchestra or a singer
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