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    Why do you write? (Poetry chain)

    Another poetry chain...

    I write not because I always want to

    ...but I write because I'm scared

    ...that if I don't,

    my thoughts will get sharper and punture my mind,

    shrink my brain...

    then lose my memory!

    Why do you write?
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      edited November 2008
      Why I write

      In the cruel darkness of

      Lonely nights

      In empty beds

      Unheard voices torment my sleep

      Injecting peaceful dreams

      With gruesome memories of the past

      So I write

      In the illusion of temporary safety

      Bloody images

      Of faraway places

      Intrude my well being

      And rape my empathic heart

      So I write

      Out of protest

      Against manipulated minds fighting a cause

      That has been misinterpreted

      By fundamentalist turned terrorists

      I write

      Out of the depths of my mind

      Against ignorance

      And one-sided histories

      I write

      I write

      Because I wonder

      What the difference is they see

      Between Catholic crusaded of the Dark Ages

      and Muslim crusades on ink covered news pages

      Besides technology

      I write

      Because I fail to understand

      How wealth can turn a man

      Into a self proclaimed king

      Guarding the riches for the rich

      Judging the poor for the creativity

      To escape their monetary captivity



      As long as people go places

      Where they weren’t born nor raised

      And claim it as theirs

      I’ll write

      As long as people see races

      And claim to be superior than

      The beautiful variety of ethnic faces

      I’ll write

      I write

      Because poetry is art

      And I am an artist

      I write

      Because there is unseen dimension

      In the world of paper and pen

      And I’m a adventurer



      Me equals poetry

      I write

      Because I breathe

      I write

      Because I can

      I write

      Because

      I AM…

      copyright 2008 Poetic Seraph
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      edited November 2008
      btw Couz, thx for the inspiration, been a while since we had a poetry chain.
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      edited November 2008
      I write for the love

      love of freedom of expression

      a way to release agression

      and sexual tensions

      and did i mention

      i write

      for you to understand my state of mind

      at that point in time

      because it differs from every rhyme

      but as long as you notice

      i write

      for all the inbetween

      and all forgotten dreams

      not heard of but told

      i write

      for all the bullshit sold

      and for the people that are here to break the mold

      forever changeing

      forever racing

      forever fighting

      im writing

      for you you him and her

      its not absurd

      i write for all yall to hear my words.
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      edited November 2008
      [quote name="Poetic Seraph"]btw Couz, thx for the inspiration, been a while since we had a poetry chain.[/quote]U' much welcome!, that piece was awesome, damn! didn't expect that much :)
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      edited November 2008
      If i knew why i wrote

      I probably would not be writing.

      The first time i wrote a poetic note,

      It was because i planned on dying.

      If i knew why i wrote

      Would i really be striving

      so hard to end each day on a positive note

      and leave every acquaintance smiling

      If i knew why i wrote

      could that explain to me

      Why "normal" people gloat

      When people like me go to therapy

      If i knew why i wrote

      Could that explain to me

      Why i hunt from and yet quote

      Those words thay all said to me

      I wish i knew why i write

      I would save on therapy fees

      I would save on wasted tears

      I wish i knew why i wrote.
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      edited November 2008
      I write because the pen is thy sword

      Its edges cut thru' and lets the words pour.

      I write because history needs to be written into time

      I have signed my name on the pages of glory, so I know blessings are mine.

      I write, so I can grow stronger, and my lights of success shines longer

      I write so I can inspire and aspire...

      influencing others to have positive desires,

      and reach beyond the stars, going higher & higher

      I write because because it's a part of me,

      And when i write, my hands dances to the beat of my heart in me.
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      edited November 2008
      I have signed my name on the pages of glory, so I know blessings are mine.

      great line
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      edited November 2008
      I write to unleash the pain that the devil has placed in my life,

      I wirte because God gave me the gift

      I wirte to the truth about life
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      edited November 2008
      I write life on tombs and graves

      I write love on divorced and separated couples

      I write wisdom on brain dead minds

      I write healing on hospitals and ICU walls

      I write light on blind sights

      I write songs of praise and sing them in funerals!

      I write demonic languages and speak them in tongues :evil:
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      edited November 2008
      I WRITE BECAUSE I AM FREE~

      TO WRITE.

      I write broken words in straight lines

      I write pure wisdom onto littered minds

      I write meanings to life and love

      I write healings to those on death's door

      I write so i can read

      I write so i can lead

      I WRITE SO I CAN BE FREE

      I WRITE BECAUSE I AM FREE~

      TO WRITE.
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      edited November 2008
      I write,

      the flow of ink

      Steady and thick

      little twist and turns

      the way i think.

      I write

      not the way i behave

      the way i feel

      an extension of me

      the person you'll never see!

      I write

      Why? i guess i really dont know

      because once i put down my pen

      on and on it goes

      mind of its own

      Poetry Unknown!
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      edited November 2008
      I write

      Because my heart has no voice

      Yet

      My pen is a mic
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      edited November 2008
      I write to breath the air

      that the ignorant

      don't know is there.

      A break from the walls of hell.

      I write to inhale.

      I write to experience.

      I'm free to dare, to imagine,

      to feel..the difference

      between loving innocence

      irresponsible sex, being a virgin.

      It makes me a poet,

      so i write for it.

      Its my identity

      My name, if I'm nothing less,

      in this world of fame,and fine vanity.

      I write to please you.

      To prove to you the genius i fancy.

      I feed you ideas

      and hide behind poetic license

      I curse at will, and say Nigger, for my pen is free..

      ..

      ..and my mouth is bound.

      Till the moment my doubt is mouthed

      I'm a believer.

      My heart mends with every word.

      Forever read. Rarely heard.
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      edited November 2008
      i write to express my thoughts

      i write coz it make me feel good

      i write to release my anger

      i write for i enjoy writing
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      edited January 2009
      I write to perfectly balance thoughts on my mentals...

      ...as ideas drown into the depth of my metaphors,

      their screams awakens and breaks sick concepts loose

      ...still I write
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      edited January 2009
      screams of scaremongers flow through our mind passages

      as they tap into the bondage that our minds are in, they create carnage

      they give a gleam of possibilities in art destruction through a stream of outrages

      they manipulate art through radio waves, pen and page

      We need to start a fight!

      they consider poetry to be the art of punchlining

      "blow apart" and thus grow the art -- people say and expect greater

      with bated breath they await your next writing,

      failing to see that poetry is more than pen and paper.

      to the mental arsons, copy-and-paste is the function...thinking which lines are we quoting

      poetry aint my source of income, so niggaz fck your comments! with words, i'm a fighter!



      ting-ting, 1st round...jab-jab then uppercut -- "beat it down!" elders scream, "beat it down!"

      oblivion in poetry bleeds from my hands, heart and brain

      left step then right, it's escaping TeeZeR, get it in a lock-down!

      you know how, "but it needs to bow!" screams an elder in pain

      get reiforcements TeeZeR, get them to state their reasons now!
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      edited January 2009
      I write for expressions in different dimensions

      with the pen on my left it's: Why do you write?

      with the pen on my right it's: write you do,why?

      so with both limbs I write,viewing life in different angles

      fusing rights and wrongs on hungry sheets of papers

      writing, because I lack a gun to do the right-thing

      so me writing should be seen as the right-thing

      I write from my heart, which is between my limbs

      so with both limbs I write, so that words can understand

      its relevance in my life, a life filled with questions

      I write from the writhe my feet suffers from shoes

      the shoes I wear trying to feel what my victims feel

      so with knowledgeable feet as pen, I write on streets

      this I do in a bid to change the world to a better place

      only to discover that sometimes I write on sea shores...

      ...maybe one day I shall have a better reason for writing...maybe!
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      edited January 2009
      I write because words are the podium of the mind and my pen is my mic
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      edited February 2009
      I write to let my words live long after my thoughts are dead.
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      edited March 2009
      Cos the rest world ask why things go wrong

      To be different, i write (right)
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      edited March 2009
      i write because without it who am I?

      i write to appease my ancestors...Harry and Sarah

      i write because writing is all i know how to do

      i write because i love it and it makes me, me!
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      edited March 2009
      I ask GOD for enough time in my like for those he made me to touch

      I swear I'll rhyme on this mic pace maker and crutch

      I feel I owe at least that much to myself,....... my Paps

      my Mom......, my kin, ......my friends......Blacks
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      edited May 2009
      ...It's only an exploration,

      alphabetic translation...

      of ancestrous prints...

      ...on historical cave rocks,

      left behind by my forefathers...

      A complex ancient language

      broken down into a million tongues,

      then printed on scrolls...

      ...books

      and even virtual pages...

      into your computer screens!

      So... I write to Decipher.
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      edited May 2009
      the reason i write

      is to reduce the weight

      coz sometimes thoughts

      get to heavy for the mental

      and tryna supress them could drive u insane

      at other times thoughts just escape through ink

      and find freedom in the writing pad
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      edited May 2009
      I dont write

      I spray paint

      I reveal

      I describe

      I potray

      I show

      I give

      but I dont write

      for the words

      they come from somewhere else

      and the thoughts

      they never seem to end

      my emotions bear fruit in my labour

      my labour is a blessing from my saviour

      "a talent" some say

      my inspiration lie in birth

      and the wish of men to walk this earth

      "a curse' I'd say

      but I dont write

      no I script Ideas every once in a while

      I spit in ears by any chance of a smile

      I drip in fears like many men before my time

      but I dont write

      no I breath life into a blank page

      inject the mic with character

      and live a life that lift my words
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      edited May 2009
      Because the planet is covered in dirth

      And the world is made out of words...
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      edited May 2009
      have nt been visiting for a while but after after reading through what you pips wrote i cant just say how it makes me feel,so i write .

      i write because i am gifted

      and my thoughts help quarantine sorrow

      i write for peace for the soldier in pain

      and the generals of shame

      i write when angry and emotionless

      try to express my feelings

      poetry my therapy

      through the prison windows

      in my eyes, looking down

      i see poverty strolling through the

      neighboring streets leaving footprints

      of hunger and sagregation.

      so i write with teardrops of pain and pity

      i write of the dark alleys in my mind

      and the faces of the scene to the unseen

      i write of love and the ones that i

      feel and the one that i have seen

      the ones that should be seen and the ones that made me sin
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      edited July 2009
      I write to release incarcerated thoughts from pens...
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      edited July 2009
      i write cause revolution had me summoned

      my pen is the gun,my pad is the holster

      together we channel words in between lines

      tales of when the mind was fertilised by knowledge

      encaged by thoughts,held captive by the pain of silence

      so i write to paint light on the darkness,

      to expose truth from the lies,

      to shelter uncollected scattered thoughts,

      and maybe one day when its said and done,

      they will say i wrote because it was my divine purpose
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      edited July 2009
      [quote name="cornelius"]and maybe one day when its said and done,

      they will say i wrote because it was my divine purpose[/quote]

      :)
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