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The Way We Live:
We all have our own little struggles;
Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.
A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,
I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.
But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.
I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.
I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,
And even then I'd never give up the right to race.
I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,
Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.
I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,
But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.
And that's all it takes just to keep this body going.
With calloused hands in this ocean I'm still rowing
Searching for some land out amidst a sea of black;
A wandering gypsy bearing burdens on his back.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2013
We all have our own little struggles;
Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.
A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,
I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.
But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.
I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.
I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,
And even then I'd never give up the right to race.
I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,
Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.
I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,
But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.
And that's all it takes just to keep this body going.
With calloused hands in this ocean I'm still rowing
Searching for some land out amidst a sea of black;
A wandering gypsy bearing burdens on his back.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2013
Literature
The Little Girl Blinked
The little girl blinked and he was gone
Unsure if he was ever really there
But she knew that something had inspired her
To do things she wouldn’t normally dare
A teardrop too many he once told her
Had brought him from the shadows of her mind
As those around her began to wander
Across her imagination's fine line
But now he seemed to have walked away
As she found the life she had long sought
He slowly drifted back to the shadows
From her notebook and her beautiful thoughts
And the fools around her carried the spades
Burying him with her imagination
With an epitaph etched on a tombstone
‘Here lies my potential for creation’
Literature
Letters Live
The middle three letters of the word “Earth”
Spell out the word “art”
This is fitting because when I create
The beauty of the world is where I start
The middle three letters of the word “believe”
Spell out the word “lie”
This is fitting because for all those who accede
There are an equal amount who deny
The middle three letters of the word “lonely”
Spell out the word “one”
This is fitting because I have felt isolated
Ever since you have been gone
The middle two letters of the word “life”
Spell out the word “if”
This is fitting because only when
Literature
Not A Pipe Dream
I am living in the shadow of my potential
And lately patience seems to be in short supply
While expectation overflows in abundance
Pipe dream, is it not enough that I have tried?
No, I can not accept that you are a failure
The words you chose were ever so carefully placed
It should be of no importance whatsoever
If the message conveyed was not to their taste
I am living in the shadow of my potential
I’m in utero but I will be somebody soon
Burst through these rusty pipes that corrode my dreams
And flood the floor of my creative womb
May I suggest that you are already someone
And that each stroke you paint is as desired
From your cold
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Author's Comment:
Alright pirate, real talk for a moment.
You know recently I've been kind of hitting the limit of my poetic style and whenever that happens I know that I've gotta rework myself to appeal more...or just fade away and I'm not quite ready to die yet.
So what I did was I called up some old buddies that I used to rap with. They're no longer into art but of course they were willing to help and we sort of got together to relive the old days when we were dreaming.
I then started pushing out some very personal raps like this one. I also realised that my style has changed a lot since I'm able to string things better and with almost minimal swearing. My goal someday is be like my favourite Korean rapper: Kang Gary or like the two main rappers from Big Bang: T.O.P and G-Dragon because their style is really amazing and I want to learn to do those non-aggressive non-gangsta style raps that can still connect with the crowd without being controversial or obscene.
So I hope you'll bear with me as I go back to basics because the best way to come up with something new is to go all the way back and start the journey right over again.
P.S. If this magically inspires you to try rapping. Spit at me in the comments, I'll try to reply asap. I really love to rap with other people and its a good test of skill to practice that way (or at least that's how I see it)
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
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(^_^)/ Thank youIf you'd like to support my artwork and you have some spare change. Please take a look at my new e-book it's only $1.99 and available in multiple e-formats for purchase [you can even read it on your PC, phone etc.]:
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My Facebook Page: [link]
Youtube Channel: [link]
My Gallery: [link]
Author's Comment:
Alright pirate, real talk for a moment.
You know recently I've been kind of hitting the limit of my poetic style and whenever that happens I know that I've gotta rework myself to appeal more...or just fade away and I'm not quite ready to die yet.
So what I did was I called up some old buddies that I used to rap with. They're no longer into art but of course they were willing to help and we sort of got together to relive the old days when we were dreaming.
I then started pushing out some very personal raps like this one. I also realised that my style has changed a lot since I'm able to string things better and with almost minimal swearing. My goal someday is be like my favourite Korean rapper: Kang Gary or like the two main rappers from Big Bang: T.O.P and G-Dragon because their style is really amazing and I want to learn to do those non-aggressive non-gangsta style raps that can still connect with the crowd without being controversial or obscene.
So I hope you'll bear with me as I go back to basics because the best way to come up with something new is to go all the way back and start the journey right over again.
P.S. If this magically inspires you to try rapping. Spit at me in the comments, I'll try to reply asap. I really love to rap with other people and its a good test of skill to practice that way (or at least that's how I see it)
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
If you really like me lots and want to show some epic support (other than just purchasing a book), following this link and read the journal (^_^)V >[link]<
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My only thing on this is a question: What meaning do you the writer get from it?
I wish you luck on more of these and hope that perhaps you will see what's out there for you... in this never ending sea of dreams
I loved this and the message I found in it was amazing the idea to keep pushing yourself and never give up is always a good thing to write about.
Keep this up and you will be loved by many and hated by few.