Shanmugam

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Checkers, beggars

https://soundcloud.com/x-x-687663775/checkers-beggars

Microphone checka, im playing chess, not checkers

 

Mentality buddha and his monks, but we not beggars

 

Grey clouds

 

Grey clouds in the sky

There sometimes would be grey clouds in the sky

Like there is now, where I

Be and honestly, they never bothered me

For me, it simbolazies comfort inside my own homie

Thats home if you dont catch my slang

Air Pappa's lang

Anyways, I used to and still do

Play videogames while listening to the rain

Listening to the rain

Listening to the rain

Listening the particles hitting my window

They would come in a row

Its relaxing, i be factually speaking, I be faxing

Relaxing like listening to your favorite zen music

Or meditating while the earth is rooting for you

Get it? Rooting, for you?

Where you feel connected to the night

Day time, night

You can even do it at midnight

They say in spite, out of sight, out of mind

But I disagree, there is some things that happened years ago

But I still think about them, you see?

Its whathever, just another experience, just another event

Its not like something dangerous happned inside a tent

The night is where I most feel relaxed

Because its dark and nobody or at least nobody that I know

Is doing criminal activity stuff

Everybody just sleeping or doing chill stuff

Nobody is putting a glove and smuff a muff-in out of the store,

you grew up in

Nah, everybody is inside their homes, relaxing and that be factual

Edited by Ether
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@Shanmugam Check these other 2 (they are more raps than poems but whathever)

 

Might reach the sky

https://soundcloud.com/x-x-687663775/might-reach-the-sky

Soaring, is this allowed?

Sure made myself content

Got off the hurtful pills, im not a fiend

No, not always the means justify the ends

In the crowd im blending but then im showing

My authentic self, where I hide behind no mask

Or act a certain, nobody's need to ask

If its truly me, cuz they know when they see me

Just would like to show these kids with depression

That its possible for it go to remission

And live your life happy ever after

But not after

death, pay attention to your feet, to your step

Learn from your mistakes

Never, ever do them again

If you a musician, just focus on the pen

 

And I keep going, I keep flowing

Showing these teachings that I be knowing

Hide behind no blind, no, im not blind

I came for what I search to find, maybe online

Make it mine, nobody ever touching it again

 

I swear my peeen

Be sometimes my only frieeeend

But thats ok because in the end

Im my only friend

And nobody will ever be there like my friend

That is me

How many people can be their own homies?

I had to because otherwise it would be suicide

And trust me, I want to be alive

 

 

Back for the second verse

The verse I didnt reharse

But what verses do I reharse?

None, this is all off the dome

Its a written freestyle

A freestyle that I wrote

Takes me no less than 10 seconds

To create a rhyme

Sometimes I look for one online

Just the rhyming word, not a bar

I go hard cuz my avatar is a star

Not playing guitar but maybe one day I will drive my car to the bar

Have a fun time, in summertime, sometime

You can say the more I progress the more Im in my prime

So that is everytime

 

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Mayhem

This is my story, this is my soong

If you feel it, you cant go wrong

Tale from a younging in a european country

He was enslaved but wanted to be free

Until he found a place that it was meant to be

After that his eyes, he couldnt believe them

Even if was mayhem

It was calm mahyem, now I aaaam

Who am I? You and I

I and me, forever alone I be

Solitude is such a sweet place to be...

Edited by Ether
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There's already a good thread for this purposes, you may be interested in continuing it over here: 

 

 


"Es gibt die Wahrheit, mein Lieber! Aber die ,Lehre', die du begehrst [...], die gibt es nicht. Du sollst dich auch gar nicht nach einer vollkommenen Lehre sehnen, Freund, sondern nach Vervollkommnung deiner selbst."

- Herman Hesse, Das Glasperlenspiel

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