Poems

just a kid ,

often naughty

detention was a regular thing

the lines dragged on into those stolen hours

where I should have been having fun

just a kid

often naughty

in detention .

one day changed all that

the day my maths teacher decided

we should be in school to learn

he taught me chess

my mind changed

I had a way to take on the world

I owe him a lot

im glad

I was just a kid

often naughty

in detention

it was there I learned the game I love

oh naughty child ,

your time will come

when you realize

insulting others is no fun

instead you will take the tougher test

and actually earn a bit of respect

you think in your immaturity that you know so much

life has loads of lessons to teach if you want to stay in touch

so be as you are for now

a naughty child

but one day you will look back

and realize that you cant be a fool forever

you really do not get poetry do you , the muse dictates the poem the poet is just the one passing on the message , so if the muse feels the poem needs to refer to naughty children then its impossible for any to deny her wisdom

you can of course hide behind a la la la I aint listening but that is childish behavior isn't it

my tip is do not inspire her to these words ,as she aint shy and will always tell it as it is

I see that you have failed in growing up , it will happen eventually . perhaps in the meantime you might actually like to show us your wordskills , so we can judge if you are fit to pick up the mike or just fit to take the mick

I myself can see through one as shallow as you but I think you need to reflect on yourself and see yourself as others do it will be beneficial if you can face up to your obvious shortcomings

I will of course give you a few hours to post your usual drivel as you struggle to ever be polite

am I coming at you too tough ? well I guess you shouldn't have asked for it

3 foot six ,

a face full of zits

thinks he is big

with his gangsta nick

locked in his room

by mummy for not using a broom

to clean up the mess he s in

some think it harsh

to tell this little timothy

the world aint scared of his act you see

a plastic wannabe

that can never achieve

which part of my message shall I leave

for him to consider if ever he could

perhaps he will realise the size of the animals in this hood

Poems dont always rhyme 

Also, this thread wasn't meant to be a rapping thread, but if you want, you can

And @ANOK1, your poems are ok

Also, I wrote a poem on my profile. check it out if you want.