Evidence of Word Crimes

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rough draft - brainstorm - wordplay exercise

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Evidence of Word Crimes


When words become walls
To keep out welled admission,
Repelling dry sentiment
To retain a specific incision—
They are weapon-tools
To carve labyrinths
And ensure confoundment
(Though with elegant precision
The absurd sees its expoundment).

Facemask days bring us solace,
Waiting on the end | Unharnessed lamp.
Rest of aeons, slumber smoothly,
Grain of her legs | Stubble face-cask.

Side-hand dream-sill,
Son-of-darkness dreams-mill:
Malignant munificence-swirl,
Benevolent turn-smith—
Alchemical fusion from the hearth
Of conflict,
Shatter so-called tragedy lens.

Protruding from the conscience,
Walled obelisk unsent.
A deep abstraction is just that—just so:
Rent from rationality's fabric in tatters.
Throw off your fetters!
(Now replace them with thought, row by row.)

Repentence, dirge | Curb linearity.
Simulate a mosquito's woes | Dust disparity.
Effect upon effector,
Meet-maker sing-saints.
Meditating monks bring priest-peace
(Halt now the ceaseless respite.)

Twisted road of myth,
Long-spoken-of nirvana-blessed bliss | Mist molecules mashed.
Sell luxuriant mind-sinister space projector
On the darkmarket
To invoke the word-walled word-sector:
Where livid phrases jostle with those euphoric—
Tridents to keep out plainfolk
With the criminal metaphoric.


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Written by
@d-pend
7/6/18
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Photography credits:

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  1 — "Graffitized" by Khayotic
  2 — "Graffitte" by Another-Default
  3 — "Lormet Decay" by Lormet-Images
  4 — "Alipio-De-Melo Wall" by AnjoFDS


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@d-pend awakens the world with a poetry rap.

Word!



For me Sunday morning begins as I listen the beat of words leading, calling me from the dark caves of illusion to follow the light and open my mind's eyes.

So easily bitter words and garbage words, copied words and undigested words flow down a virtual river of raw sewage. Who can make this river sweet again?

Put on sack cloth and ashes and dance a dirge nothing changes because the river is embed in old wineskins hardened by wicked ages.

Paradise sold and paved over...

Word walled four corners traping me inside as I lash out with utter expression of pride:

Thor!



Won't be bound to fetters anymore.

Words were the first weapon and the first tool.
The universe was created by word/vibration
but can very well be destroyed by it.
Words define, align, negate, separate,
wound and heal , deplete and replenish us
and give us immortality
long after we have turned to dust.

The poem slides through chaos. Its rhythm is attrited, the language used for words as to merge with the galloping rhythm of the speech. Words, words, walls, synesthetic effects and the whole set, a play on words that criminalize street art with its confusing messages, its abstract language and dark metaphors with euphoric messages.

Sell luxuriant mind-sinister space projector
On the darkmarket
To invoke the word-walled word-sector:
Where livid phrases jostle with those euphoric—
Tridents to keep out plainfolk
With the criminal metaphoric.

Great job, @d-pend. The tissue in words is disturbing as the proposal, you try to shudder with words and impressive images and you achieve it. Congratulations!

Words are mightiest, aren't they? Quite a spectacular invention

Indeed :-)

Wow, I've forgotten how fantastic your use of words are, it didn't have the usual arrangements you did in the last poem as well, that's why could go through the verses, this one is nicely done really.
The last verse is a bit different from the remaining, or I'm I wrong?

musical version of this rap lyrics will be great, I think!
no plans to make a rap-single?
your voice and manner of speaking is great for it, Daniel!
I like all your voice variants of posts with poems;)

The power of the word can exalt or destroy people or nations. It can be a weapon or a medicine. Everything depends on the way it is used.

It's an interesting poem but I really liked the photos of the graffiti! It's a great job :)

Excellent verses. I really liked it. Sorry my knowledge of English does not allow to fully appreciate their beauty. Good luck to you and Love.

Превосходные стихи. Мне очень понравилось. Жаль мое знание английского языка не позволяет в полной мере оценить их красоту. Удачи Вам и Любви.

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