"sip"

[niyorco]

With the walls closing in
and the world at its end
the smoke in my hand
my sanity begins

to fade........

or so it seems
that an evil dream
haunts above me
and eats at its peak
in disgusting disbelief

I laugh at the torture
as the insanity speaks......

"take with you these words of hell
your life is unique and your mind as well
I am not biased but my gates are set
for those who live in wickedness."

With smoke in my lungs
the bottle on the table
I exhale my poison
and sip with this angel...

of death.......

or is it,
just a vision
of another world wicked.................

I'll walk the gates
when that day comes
until then my friend
I'll sip tequila's gun.

 

[LadyLazy909]

koo ....

 

[niyorco]

Thanks Lady!

 

[SoyCatracho]

I like that one, Niyo. Good stuff.

Hey, question time----Is all your work you post on the web copyrighted?

 

[mzshorty]

Nice I Like It

 

[niyorco]

Thank you all for viewing!

SoyCatracho, to answer your question. A majority of my work is but I mainly copyright the bigger projects like my novel "Lockdown -- a barrio tale" and a few other projects in the secret. I mainly write for the love of it.

 

[SoyCatracho]

Niyo, I just hate plagiarists, you know? Remember that piece I wrote on Soy a few months back, When Doves Cry? Well, I heard those same exact lyrics in a song on the radio the other day. Bastard didn't even have the decency to change up a word or two here and there.

I was pissed! Goddamn biters!

I just want to protect myself in the future and if there are any royalties due me, I need to get PAID.

 

[*LiL MAMA*]

With the walls closing in
and the world at its end
the smoke in my hand
my sanity begins

to fade........

or so it seems
that an evil dream
haunts above me
and eats at its peak
in disgusting disbelief

I laugh at the torture
as the insanity speaks......

"take with you these words of hell
your life is unique and your mind as well
I am not biased but my gates are set
for those who live in wickedness."

With smoke in my lungs
the bottle on the table
I exhale my poison
and sip with this angel...

of death.......

or is it,
just a vision
of another world wicked.................

I'll walk the gates
when that day comes
until then my friend
I'll sip tequila's gun.

NiCE POEM. i LiKED iT MiJO N KEEP iT UP.