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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Prince..By Fauver Colton

Come on Come Come Come Come on..
Whats wrong? I been waitin too long.. to get me shine on
Dats why I was born. Swag so strong.. I swear it is foreign.
I am never borin.. Let me check the storage, and take out
The garbage, don’t deal wit carnage I be flyin high, soarin,
I take the advice from the ones before me. Cause they mad
Nice, to start with out me, I am white but its brown inside me,
Wit all dese birds flyin around me? Why Why Why not
Gon and crown me.. I can be a Prince, but you jus found me.
Check da mic check the  sound please, Don’t need points yeah, brownie
I am different…from the rest…swift wit the words…dat you can bet.
Whats next?, on the way to the top, but you don’t haveta stop,
Keep goin, ya not dead, like a T-rex, I’m here to help,
Don’t cop the style from the Best, Jus do your own,
Be MATure, you claim you grown,  aint nun wrong with
Doin the work, we reaped, and the product we sown,
We be Loud just like Rih Rih, you see, gotta keep up wit the beat,
We need it.. cause  they be bleapin my beats. But they be
Putting dis on re re re repeat. Style so neat
Well organized, competition be doin suicide,
Cause I got that pesticide, Got more fans den China..
They be tryn to ride.. Energy like Keri so Live..Thats right
But I love Left Eye. Rest in Peace.. she sending me them
Heavenly raps, that would snap that crap that we hearin
Now.. fact ..I am the Prince that’s here to stop that..

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Kill for Peace

KILL FOR PEACE... A POEM BY FAUVER COLTON YOUNG


Look around, and then tell me what you see,
Conspiracy, Hating, and Negativity,
In abundance, People running from their
troubles, and putting their anger on others.
Fathers and mothers neglecting thier children,
too selfish to notice that they are Hurting,
and crying from the Fighting... People are
dying everyday from Hate crimes..and
I say its about time to make a change..
for the better, we need that change whether
we are ready or not. And it is sad that just
because the Weather is bad..we follow it
and we Follow instead we should lead, Try
to be happy even when its Storming. Because
the good is coming shortly, Because the End

is nearby..to end the poison that has infected
the good. He know what should be done to
achieve the peace. We waited to long, geez,
We should change now, at least, please.

Let us take time to watch our history please
We keep repeating the same mistakes,
What a shame, Mayhem, and a chaotic world,
psychotic and norotic humans are responding
in shock.. Look inside your heart, knock
Knock knock, and knock out the hate, Don't
respond in rage. Free your dove of its cage..








Make someone smile, its contagious, Make us
realize that people's time is too congested with
nonsense, Blocking the love that could be achieved...
LOVE, HOPE, PEACE....



Monday, April 11, 2011

Dont Show it- Fauver Colton (poetry)

Tears form, finally, which takes turns rolling
Down my fire hot cheeks, and they are cooled,
but only just a little, Emotions are flying, along
with my thoughts, soaring in the air.
With a blank face I stare at myself in the mirror.
This only makes me realize what a failure I am..
And I care too much about myself .. so I cry..
Harder.. and stare ..Longer.. and think..Harder
 about a place where I can start all over.
Who cares? Nobody..I don't have Anybody..
Cause Everybody is too busy with their own
lives to look at Somebody elses.. I look down at
my hands and think of the bad that they've done
But the good has won... in this case, Cause I
am reminded that I am a Saint..The thought is
soft and faint cause I think I aint don half of what
I want to. When I'm upside down, I'm reminded
That I'm also a Sinner. I'm a Beginner at life.
I make mistakes, But that doesn't mean that
I'm not a winner. and then my thoughts venture..
off to the Calico of loves of my life. They are the
Golden section of the oh so bright. When I cry
At nite they do not see because I hide behind myself.
I am someone else I form a tear thinking of
my Past, and a second one follows due to the
Horrible present..Then the future scares the hell
out of me because I don't know it.
I cry inside, I just don't show it.