May 3, 2012 at 9:09 am
i would like to enter "Nothing" just go to my page.
May 10, 2012 at 6:37 am
it's never to late
to say goodbye
it's never to late to start to cry
it's never to late to say one wish it's never toh one dish
it's never to late to be scared and if you are it's a feeling you can't seem to bare
it's never to late to want to dream
it's never to late to wonder and scream
it's nevr to late to feel so weak
it's never to late to want to be neat
it's never to late to feel so much pain
it's never to late to have so much fame
it's never to late top say hello it's nevr to late to lay on someones pillow
it's never to late to try to pray
it's never to late to want to stay
May 11, 2012 at 4:58 pm
I am Just as they are -Tiaya My rhymes are as moral as Socrates
My beats are more philosophical than the philosopher’s philosophies.
My demeanor is as prominent as sex appeal to Aphrodite.
Your words are as deceiving as the songs of the sirens.
Your lies feel like thunderbolts sent down to earth by Thor.
My mind is split worse than the three of Cerberus.
I am no longer bound by you,
I fly higher than Hermes,
I ride harder than Pegasus,
I fight rougher than Hercules
I own as many souls on this earth as Hades
I can never die ill come back rising from the sea.
Jun. 11, 2012 at 1:24 am
Oops- never mind, I didn't see the deadline...
Oct. 1, 2012 at 2:38 am
Sorry guys we just got finished moving so I haven't been able to read all entrys hope to get results up by next weekend.
Feb. 25, 2013 at 4:12 pm
Can you look at my poem A Dangerous Game? It's posted on TI
Mar. 8, 2013 at 5:46 pm
They pierce through skin, old
And wrinkled or infantile—
Everyone’s fair game.
II.
They pierce through skin, black,
Red, yellow, brown, white also—
Everyone’s fair game.
III.
They pierce through skin, man’s
Or woman’s—boy’s or girl’s too—
Everyone’s fair game.
IV.
They pierce through skin, Jew-
Ish, Islamic, and Christian—
Everyone’s fair game.
V.
They pierce through skin, straight
Or homosexual—yes,
Everyone’s fair game
Mar. 14, 2013 at 6:05 pm
Half the world says i need to be better
That I need to be more handsome
Be better at sports
Have more muscles
Get better grades
The other half says I need to make the changes i want
As if that makes sense!
But the truth of it all is
I want to be me
