Graffiti Poetry

**bustoleum** · 05-12-2005 01:26 PM

the endless cycle, up all night,
writing my name, attempt insight,
longing in darkness, and blushing in light,
searching for something, to make something right.
anxious, creative, the feeling is trife.
intoxication is mechanic, cause im up all night.

blown by the wind, through-out my whole life
with nothing but dakness, to make the day light.
searching fo something, to make nothing right.

words, endlessly spoken, but they dont mean shit.
without darkness and light,
to make meaning of it.

Lost and broken, words that are spoken
to you and to me , the human condition,
words have no value, without being written.

The things that we miss, the people forgotten,
like squirells in a tree, whos trunk has gone rotten.
waiting to plummet, hopping your branch breaks last,
so you can watch those above you, fall to the grass.
the jaded focus, to what? were not sure.
cause we're up all night , and there is no cure.

**curve** · 05-12-2005 01:31 PM

try again.

**Rik JamEs** · 05-12-2005 01:40 PM

there was was a man from nantuckett
he started to learn graffiti and said fuck it

**runci** · 05-12-2005 01:46 PM

there was a man from china,
who was a graffiti writa,
he lsipped on a rock and chopped off his cock,
an now hes got a vagina..

**snow2skate** · 05-12-2005 02:31 PM

gangster rap is gay..underground all the way...Gay=name1 lol

**name1** · 05-12-2005 02:46 PM

that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty

**meks** · 05-12-2005 02:47 PM

Originally posted by runci@May 12 2005, 01:46 PM
there was a man from china,
who was a graffiti writa,
he lsipped on a rock and chopped off his cock,
an now hes got a vagina..

hahahaha good one

**fiction** · 05-12-2005 02:49 PM

Originally posted by snow2skate@May 12 2005, 02:31 PM
hehe rappings fun

its five in the morning,
we bust out some cans
tagin without warning
we bust into stores and were storming
stealing everything, store keepers mourning
we run out the store,racked up a decent score
in this world like its a game, paintin so hard to be of fame
runnin from the cops for stickin a "Hello My Name"
Is the very last straw runnin from the law,
cuttin the competitiion with a saw
if ya wanna ride with us you gotta bomb a bus
To ride with the sa you better not make a FUS!

sOoOoOoOoOo lame hahahaha.

im not even going to try.

**ASEN** · 05-12-2005 02:49 PM

Graffiti poetry? Arsonists-Underground vandal.

**K0tt0nKandyandP0psicles** · 05-12-2005 03:27 PM

Hi, my name is Pills
This is a haiku about
me and my name. Peace!

i did a sticker of that one time

**YANKNY-718** · 05-12-2005 03:27 PM

Originally posted by name1@May 12 2005, 02:46 PM
that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty

:lol:

**SpLiTbomber** · 05-12-2005 04:06 PM

6 cans of paint/ a bag of tips/ima gunna spray dis shit, until it drips/peice by piece cover the wall/ use those cans till theres nuttin left at all/that s watcah gota do as a graffiti artist/ to expose ureself as da 1 who went the farthest/ the 1 who made his shit da most intriquit and complex/ enchanting pasterby with this visual hex/ laid upon the streets like an overcasting shadow/ lurking in alleys and multiplying with a rattle/ the shake of a can, held by a vandal/ this is life, graffiti in itself/a hip hop element u can buy on da shelf/ u dont have to make it, compose it or construct it/ u just have to use it, the way uninstructed/ the way which politicians and policemen scorn/ but as u push on the nozzle, remember art is being born.

**KAY-lo_use_RUST-o** · 05-12-2005 04:09 PM

theres a freestyle topic already...

but heres mine before they close this....

i once had a can of rust-oleum....

i went to paint and had to hide from a partol -man....

i went to my spot and got my can but i forgot my cap..

then i saw "bustoleum" and slapped him with my nut sacks..

**name1** · 05-12-2005 04:21 PM

is there a poetry topic?

**Rik JamEs** · 05-12-2005 04:57 PM

hi, my name is joe
i got a wife and three kids
and i work in a button factory
one day my boss came to me and said
Joe are you busy?
i said no
he said push the button with your right hand......

**SoldAsFreedom** · 05-12-2005 05:08 PM

pssss pssss the spray paint goes
pssss pssss I be fucking my hoes
pssss pssss its still going
pssss pssss yo i be sitting here and my bitch be blowin
pssss pssss im almost done
pssss pssss Yo I told the bitch im gonna cum..

I know I know..I have a talent..

**KAY-lo_use_RUST-o** · 05-12-2005 05:13 PM

pssssss pssssssssss........

????

**vegimite on toast** · 05-12-2005 05:16 PM

Originally posted by fiction+May 13 2005, 05:49 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (fiction @ May 13 2005, 05:49 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-snow2skate@May 12 2005, 02:31 PM
hehe rappings fun

its five in the morning,
we bust out some cans
tagin without warning
we bust into stores and were storming
stealing everything, store keepers mourning
we run out the store,racked up a decent score
in this world like its a game, paintin so hard to be of fame
runnin from the cops for stickin a "Hello My Name"
Is the very last straw runnin from the law,
cuttin the competitiion with a saw
if ya wanna ride with us you gotta bomb a bus
To ride with the sa you better not make a FUS!

[/b][/quote]
I can see why you edited this out of your post.