I'm So Poetic! (pt. One?)A Poem by Brjden (Bridge-Den) CreweAn ode to all of my writer's cafe friends and some of my favorite poetry." Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he's nice. It just means that you don't understand all the bullshit that he writes!" Jay-Z, "Blueprint 2" I'm so Poetic! By Brjden "PickingOnWillHunting'sFriendAtABar" If you practice, you couldn't reenact this The honest fact is, I'm just good at this I use big words & take you to the depths of my sea With one set of scuba gear conveniently As the poem gets too deep A wise man told me "sleep is the cousin of death" So I feed Mr. Sandman Starbucks coffee And 'No Doze' mixed with crystal meth I'm WalkingBlind as I floRide with BrownSuga at my side Then I catch a train northbound smoking the DutchessPoet as I hide Like a poetic Refuge I say "God Bless You" to false Idols And dismiss them like Ryan Seacrest do The Object or should I say objective is to Spend a Winter-like McPherson In the depths of a QuietPoet's prison Welcome to my own personal jail As I Rock and Roll with my Cowboy hat Because I'm a little country as well I wanna reach everyone even in Heaven and in Hell All races, creeds and disfunctions My poetry's even avail.......ABLE In both sign language and braile But Bridgey's sold separately and not included I belong to Passion's disposable usage, but my Mentality's for As I sail off the coast of a Phantom Heart I sniff something that smells Like Poison, so I'm avoiding the Bride's Maid & Vail I am Brjden Crewe all Alien's Hail I break rules and mix Oil & Water but that's Me(In A Nutshell), oh well
I Have a Death Wish that Sets Me Ablaze With the Rage of a Heart Retired That inspires desperate art but It's Alright so I say Farewell Wretched Heart I am the Mis-Education of the Love-Her I'm what happens when the Peoples G Riot & sets fire to bras and snug shirts!
Women go all Dara(Dramatic) on me, but still I live to be The Love Doctor Crewe At Birth as a Dead Memory See, The Evolution of Eve brings Intensity that the world wasn't prepared for We Didn't See That Coming as men She Was Just Too Much Science For Me She Didn't Know Love, because she didn't know herself apparently No truer words have been Spoken, that's why the Nazis Got Nothin' On Me
My s**t is Sheer Poetry and Karma is a M**********r so I travel back in time to kidnap my mother & her virginity at age twenty three If the Sphinx was a Lady then maybe we wouldn't need This is Why I Hate Poets because femininity is a liability in the vocal booth, Or So They Say
I praise your Woman-Like Ways and tendencies But still, Fear Corrupts so Go Ahead and Rape Me I'm a Wordsmith, Shape Shifter trapped in a Love Monsoon which I fight with a hurricane I fight fire with fire and for 29 years, I Break Even doing the same damn thang
See, I wanna be More Than Nobody's Sweetheart This is Why I Have Panic Attacks But I come back like the Energizer Bunny recharged and lived A True Story for a week With Super Powers and an Inner Mic listening as Denial Speaks But I Survive like Gloria Gayner and use Whatever It Takes To be the best Artist I Can Be in the wake of a sound sleep My Legion of doom is What Holds the Truth like Nik'aule is the Queen of Sheeba So Insignificant Me is relaxing with God & The Devil & Shots of Tequila I may be a Soldier's Poem, Looking Down on the World And I Pity Them & their Inexistence, Breathing Spring that's Intoxicating to the little boys & big girls See when my Real Eye Realize Real Lies I pray to Christ or whoever's on duty, for a second chance But it's A Little Late now, so now I'm critically conditioned as the Artist in the Ambulance See Here's what I have to Say...... The Language of My Imagination is a Priceless Treasure To behold in the oldest of times and in the Coldest of Weather
as A Matter of Understanding, I can't stand poets that write like this! They spew super big words and intellectual nonsense And I Hate Poems About Writing Poetry They give you more than you can possible handle But I still Lyrical Love you all, so as I leave I'll Blow Out the Candle.............. Oh God, I think It's to be continued........... © 2009 Brjden (Bridge-Den) CreweAuthor's Note
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Added on March 12, 2009Last Updated on March 28, 2009 AuthorBrjden (Bridge-Den) CreweWindy to Sin CityAboutMy name is Brjden Crewe from Chicago, living in Vegas now part time. I'm officially bi-coastal(somewhat). I do freelance music and movies reviews for a few nameless magazines and I regularly recite sp.. more..Writing |