Rhyme Cypher(please join if your a lover of rhyming)

*till I'm right again

I still like this one..

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Fruits of Divine Love - Poetic Inspiration

Come to me my love, let me taste of the Nuptial Fruit, draw deep from the well spring of your love. Fore ours is likened to those who are under the spell of a love potion , who’s magic is exposed, witnessed and made manifest. . Its essence like an elixir poured from the vessel of our being, with each stroke we consummate our love for one another , our corporeal vessels merging as one. Our bodies swell and fill to overfull , soaked with the sweet sweat of our lovemaking.

Be ever gentle with me , caress and consol my soul with your burning kisses , bequeath to me your everlasting love, that I will always tremble at your touch. Your touch upon my skin is likened to the musician who plucks the string of the lyre, the harmony and pitch reaching fevered peaks. Or perhaps as if Aphrodite herself were plucking the strings of her lyre exciting the passions of our hearts and loins.

Guard and protect our love that I will always, till the end of my days blush at the mere thought of our moments together, obliged as such to keep such thoughts for private moments. Moments to be kept secret to prevent mischief from interrupting the memory of our sumptuous moments together shared in the throws of passion . Our love eternal and complete.


Yes my love I bequeath to you my everlasting love and devotion to you and you alone. I do not oblige you to elucidate or to utter even one word, for your touch alone conveys in full our requited love for one another.

And always know my love that I will always be there to minister to your body, to meet your every need , to devise when necessary your unspoken needs, wants and desires . Truly I am a beneficiary of some fortuitous event put into action by the very Fates themselves, now witnessed in the ethers and made manifest here on earth.

Each new day it is as if our love is replenished and made new, as if it were our first meeting filled with anticipation and desire. My only fear is that the morning sun will come up, exposing this as but just a dream.


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Oldie from my book.

Yo, it's Mo
on the Mike minus Ike
none the less still hype
and this you can believe. check my steez
God Blesses me even when I dont sneeze
this style wild style my style ooh child
got you up, to be riled.but discerning your bitter like bile
cause God saved my soul, but I still have my flow
Like living water nurturing trees
Once again I say check my steez
and if your scratching your head like geez
Then be reminded of one thing please
That there's only 1 God and He's
coming back to cut your block of cheese
cause your monterey will be jacked
if your not right by the time that he comes back
Dag I know conviction is melting ya
got you in the furnace like copper & smelting ya
But it's not all doom & gloom
cause there is light in the room
Gods presence & His spirit in me
allows me to represent until thee
hour of rapture, will your soul be captured
in a twinkling of an eye to be caught up in the sky
no time to live a lie
no time to wave goodbye

old rhyme,you can tell by the metaphors.

Yeah that was dope nemo fareal

:satansseat:

I dont believe a word that they say
I dont believe in junk dna...it remain unexplained
while the same god particle collide in my brain
in a violent exhange I survive in the game
fatality...pull ya spine out like a battery
get the charge thrown out...on a technicality
hit the charm and zone out...lose all gravity
most of yall sold out...for a small salary
weather gettin cold out...tell me whatchu know 'bout
lookin down the barrel when the metal gettin pulled out
filthy like the back of the stove
you wishin u could kill me but you aint got the stones
keep it real, you consumed by the fact that I rose
out the trenches wit a vengeance takin back what I own
you defenseless to the god weapon armageddon
karma catch 'em like a dragnet wit more precision
corporate dishes being served out of Hell's kitchen
they sell sickness for the wicked til your soul stricken

Made me think of twisted rap that I wrote some weeks ago I'll post it later.

I know all about the shadow like Carl jung
Face mine daily but our confrontations are always more intense when I eat these purple mushrooms that come from cow du.ng
And when I smoke blunts with weed smoke I feel each lung
See I'm crazy got a split personality so there more than one to me a like a trapazoid
Just hit a bowl of dmt now in in another dimension riding a n asteroid
With Joe organ were hoping to hook up with some elf chicks
Do some weird freak alien sex shit like an avatar porn flick
May think this is odd but trust me this isn't as odd as i can get
But enough of this I'll be back later to spit some more shit

Damn Germany that was nice

the cypher blocks the path
the key is in your mind
the unclear heart can blind
you from the signs
our idiopathy
is symbolically
aligned with the interior design
of the collective human mind

Nice

I drop ether on a nonbeliever
stomp a giant and divide him to the last amoeba
pass the reefer while I journey to the core deeper
than a labyrinth beneath the sand around Giza
tattered manuscripts from savages that fled Caesar
desert eagles flying high to hunt the next creature
connect speakers to the spinal cord and bless people
inject needles full of holy water anesthesia
and I see ya pre-pubescent like a fan of Bieber
sans the t-shirt, Im a man, this aint Dance Fever
ya cant see us, hooded up like the black reaper
I smash beats up just as easy as a cracked tea cup
and snatch re-up from a fake thug that never should of stepped off the porch
to play a grown man's game in his underoo shorts
it's like a different sport when Im equipped with this force
just like a slave that rose up and put the whip to his boss

a little poem i wrote a while back


"asked for a kiss"



I asked for a kiss & she gave me a smile
Softly caressing her lips gave me peace for a while
Gave chase for a taste of her sweet embrace
Her scent alone was enough to make my heart race
The skin on my arm was far from calm
From the moment she reached inside of my palm
To her surprise, inside was the future we would share
Our lives, intertwined, love was in the air
Everyday was euphoric, stronger than any drug
Overdosed on her love, it’s all I could think of
I bared her my soul now she bears my child
All because I asked for a kiss and she gave me a smile
Even when I gave her a mess, she always gave me her best
The things I will do to suck on some breasts

In NY, the rule is whoever fucks up the rhyme cypher gets left out of the blunt cypher...just sayin'.




I'm on another echelon, see through these decepticons
my repertoire's an impossible arsenal of weapons drawn
a wreckin ball powered by an engine full of ethanol
I'm flexin' arms, so watch whose F'n lawn ya steppin on
I set the song levels to play at these high decibels
that boom like impending DOOM, bring in ya vegetables
this precious food for thought caught in the devils tentacles
professionals...reduce a triple six to a decimal
Im steppin thru dimensions make impressions with my tennis shoes
my essence proves my senses have ascended to a better view
my flesh is unaffected by the lepers that infected you
with pestilence through pessimists with penchants for them chemicals
a medical miracle metaphysical spiritual
modern shaman that's rhymin the most critical lyrical
hidden knowledge provided through the finest herb medicinal
product the lord guided with implications that's biblical

You get Props.

Last Edited by Treasure on 09/26/2014 09:28 AM