life, love write live, Poetry, Rhymes, scribbles of myself, Uncategorized, Writing

Words Pour

I feel it start to perspire 

Damping the walls of my soul
Everything starts to sweat 

My heart becomes cloudy
The flow builds up till it pours  

seems like the rain last forever 
I let it build till I’m 

 about to drownd in it
Till I’m mumbling rhymes 

    in my sleep
Till I’m  freestyling walking 

down the street 


when this pen is in my grip

My soul pours through it
Just like the rain pours from the clouds 

No telling how hard it’s gonna rain

There is no radar for the soul tho

So I do my best to catch 

the words as the pour


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