Underground Writers Network Forum Project Monster M*A*S*H
Project Monster M*A*S*H9 Years Agojust trying to put together a nice sized collection of writings from a variety of diffreent people. write how ever you want about what ever you want only rule is 8 lines or less. heres what it looks like as of now, but i just started this this morning so it might be diffrent by the time you read this , lmk if your interested. heres the link to the actual piece and here is the sample PROJECT MONST3R M*A*S*H **BLitZ3D** I'm gana call it The Monster Mash. A giant of a collab slashed up in different labs. A Monster made by Coke and some coke in a bag. My pens always last up but this time i'm stashing ink first on the pad. A rash of talent, gash from talons, i'm Taliban, Vlad Impaled on this, i'm Putin, this Bomb in a bag. Nails rain like hail, when were mad, so get Glad, blast radius? Eight lines each says, "My piece put eight in any hate for us the outsiders had." *********************************************************************************************************************** **SILENT POET** Vultures in heat destined to breath my best intervenes as I stress non the least, My vest in the breeze, cause I'm invested in leaves and rest in the scenes cause the mess always leaves, More or less in the street, I was born to defeat to finish anyone who can step at my feet, I'm blessed and I'm me, f**k the sess and the green, I need the west on the screen to get my vet in the spline, conquest every direction so I flex and I'm mean, reflex on critical and the tests always lean, I'm the mistress of the knights and the b***h of the queens, I'm a b***h always b***h with a b***h til they scream, haha No one better with breasts to compete so just leave, *********************************************************************************************************************** **Infernal Machine** Lights out, Total burn out. Can you see? Many... surroundin us like a sea. Where to go? Where to hide? No place to rest, Where to go, east or west? *********************************************************************************************************************** **Nisreenaa** Re birthed of overcome voices Hands slipping away Winds whisper fear unknown Shaking rooms slow dancing Give a blessing Calling out your name Hear me stronger than I Tie this rebellious ship to shore *********************************************************************************************************************** **WordMan** Roses are red
Violets are too I really aint got much But this will have to do |