Submissions by Dzaek
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Dzaek make it this tyme, listen to no gimmicks and gibes, the hearsay, backbites, you are strong, rumors are passing clouds,,
SELF POEM
Published
24th May 2013 10:08am
24th May 2013 10:08am
Dzaek the poetic up on this written thing
Dzaek the poetic up on this written thing,
Ain’t faking just doing my thing
Poetic stature rhyme the kids nature
Pause n take a picture, think of that future
Look of a good preacher, though hood is my big teacher
Look at the streets nigga, those lights are gettin’ realer,
Bumps are getting bigger, life’s being a thriller
Devil on the trigger, evil’s the dream killer
So hold on the bible build strength on ur faith
Streets corrupted the bible, homie hold on ur own breath
For those who’s like me, streets are all we
Am doing my own thing just to breath...
Ain’t faking just doing my thing
Poetic stature rhyme the kids nature
Pause n take a picture, think of that future
Look of a good preacher, though hood is my big teacher
Look at the streets nigga, those lights are gettin’ realer,
Bumps are getting bigger, life’s being a thriller
Devil on the trigger, evil’s the dream killer
So hold on the bible build strength on ur faith
Streets corrupted the bible, homie hold on ur own breath
For those who’s like me, streets are all we
Am doing my own thing just to breath...
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SELF POEM
Published
10th May 2013 9:35pm
10th May 2013 9:35pm
Il'l
I trade blows with life coz life's a monster,
cryin and swimmin in tears livin a slave homie is a lifestyle,
fuck ths motherfuckaz sayin lifes a bitch aight!,
wait till it fuck u hard n ur ass aint nolonger tight,
shit is deep Dzaek to stand i put a fight,
God 4give me or rather excuse me,
I did choose this or this shit just chose me,
relegated to the bottom tel me where did i go wrong,
drowning in deep shit always blamin the devil,
the more i scream him a spoiler i continue movin to the lower level,
God...
cryin and swimmin in tears livin a slave homie is a lifestyle,
fuck ths motherfuckaz sayin lifes a bitch aight!,
wait till it fuck u hard n ur ass aint nolonger tight,
shit is deep Dzaek to stand i put a fight,
God 4give me or rather excuse me,
I did choose this or this shit just chose me,
relegated to the bottom tel me where did i go wrong,
drowning in deep shit always blamin the devil,
the more i scream him a spoiler i continue movin to the lower level,
God...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th May 2013 9:32pm
10th May 2013 9:32pm
Appreciate what you have
REALTALK....He may not own a car.He
may not earn a lot of money.He may not
live in a posh estate.He may not be able
to shower you with gifts all the time. He
may not have a great job.But its enough to
know you are the ONLY ONE....He has a
heart of gold.He is Honest.He is very
hardworking.He is humble.
He keeps that smile on your face.He talks
to you everyday.
He actually listens to you.He tolerates you
when you're moody.
His family knows you.He tells you your
beautiful all the time.He sees you every
chance he gets.He appreciates the...
may not earn a lot of money.He may not
live in a posh estate.He may not be able
to shower you with gifts all the time. He
may not have a great job.But its enough to
know you are the ONLY ONE....He has a
heart of gold.He is Honest.He is very
hardworking.He is humble.
He keeps that smile on your face.He talks
to you everyday.
He actually listens to you.He tolerates you
when you're moody.
His family knows you.He tells you your
beautiful all the time.He sees you every
chance he gets.He appreciates the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Apr 2013 1:14pm
12th Apr 2013 1:14pm
IF I HAD KNOWN
We think there’s tomorrow and the next day to make up for
oversight
We think there’ll be a second chance to make everything
come right
We think there’ll be another day to say the word “ I love
you”
we think there’ll be another chance to stop and ask ‘what
can I do’
Too late I know that I was wrong and now I’ll never get
the chance to say I love you and that I never will forget
tomorrow is the future not promised to old or young alike
today may be the last chance you get to hold...
oversight
We think there’ll be a second chance to make everything
come right
We think there’ll be another day to say the word “ I love
you”
we think there’ll be another chance to stop and ask ‘what
can I do’
Too late I know that I was wrong and now I’ll never get
the chance to say I love you and that I never will forget
tomorrow is the future not promised to old or young alike
today may be the last chance you get to hold...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Apr 2013 1:11pm
12th Apr 2013 1:11pm
GETHSEMANE
I climbed, sad and lost,
up through the dark olive trees
and laid my burning forehead
down in the dustiness of my weary
hands
After all-this? It’s then the end?
Is this the time for me to go?
I know though art, but I myself
No longer fine, I am alone.
Alone with all that human face
I undertook through thee to
Mitigate. Have I failed? What
Have I done?
God –help me now. I am alone.
up through the dark olive trees
and laid my burning forehead
down in the dustiness of my weary
hands
After all-this? It’s then the end?
Is this the time for me to go?
I know though art, but I myself
No longer fine, I am alone.
Alone with all that human face
I undertook through thee to
Mitigate. Have I failed? What
Have I done?
God –help me now. I am alone.
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Apr 2013 6:50am
4th Apr 2013 6:50am
Prayer for ma dream
"O God Almighty,,
Little me but great in your eyes
Dreaming big and wanting best
Help me in all ma thoughts
Help me in all i need,
Be my guidance and solace,
Open my mind, make me think
yes i believe i can,
yes i kno you will help me
Stretch you hands na touch me,
Give me the dream a true
Am open and ready for your blessing,,
Little me but great in your eyes
Dreaming big and wanting best
Help me in all ma thoughts
Help me in all i need,
Be my guidance and solace,
Open my mind, make me think
yes i believe i can,
yes i kno you will help me
Stretch you hands na touch me,
Give me the dream a true
Am open and ready for your blessing,,
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2013 6:43am
4th Apr 2013 6:43am
LIFE GRIEVANCE
"You ever sat back and looked at those empty pages in your books?
So when a get to look at them, a write;
Is life all about being grand, tall n fierce?
Does struggle mean blood, sweat n tears?
Is love life, a see love as a tall of two friendz that dies when the truth ends
hence inform me life begins at forty and a foresee changes in me
promptly approaching life slowly.
Highest hierarchy of diplomacy n nited sons of mankind know
nothing about democracy.
So are we in the right or wrong path ?
Optimistic expectations yet non has ever come out of...
So when a get to look at them, a write;
Is life all about being grand, tall n fierce?
Does struggle mean blood, sweat n tears?
Is love life, a see love as a tall of two friendz that dies when the truth ends
hence inform me life begins at forty and a foresee changes in me
promptly approaching life slowly.
Highest hierarchy of diplomacy n nited sons of mankind know
nothing about democracy.
So are we in the right or wrong path ?
Optimistic expectations yet non has ever come out of...
113 reads
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