Breaking the Limits

Breaking the Limits

A Poem by Not here

There's only so much
I can say with twenty-six letters.
I try not to touch
all the wounds that could never better.
Some things are best
to be left alone all the time
and no matter how blessed
we are problems will still arise.

So give me a second
and a little longer rope.
I'm tired of reflecting my reflection
as I see it. It's hard to cope
with the thoughts inside my head
that continue to torment
the brain that's half-dead
and looks more like an accident.

I got a few more lines 
to spare in my quest
'cause I keep seein' these signs
that tell me I'm the best.
You wanna know what's funny
about the signs I see?
The people who already
put them up on the street
are the same people who
continuously try
to degrade all the true
accomplishments I abide by.

But I'm not a bad guy,
even if my brain is sorta awry.
Some days I barely get by
on all the different things that I try
but now a days I tend to rhyme
the same themes over and over so why
do I feel like I'm actin' so shy
when all I do is let bombs fly
and almost every time they're a bulls-eye.
I'm sure you would easily agree
that I'm one step from a catastrophe
and if I scream they'll call me a banshee
because I'm banned to a certain degree
from trying to exercise my emcee
talent that I've displayed already.
And if any of you people saw me
become the person it's possible for me to be
you might never be absentee
from the shows I put on regularly.

I regularly put on a parade
that's more like an arcade
and is close to a charade
except it's not full of shade
and continues to blockade
all the feelings that are betrayed
by the people who crusade
to destroy me in the shade
where nobody could have weighed
all the terrors showed towards me.
I need a hearing aid
because I hear a fire brigade
coming to put out the fire I portrayed
in every possible way
while I continued my tirade
towards the people who left unexplained
all the crimes put out to the dames
and everyone else who was unmade
by their critical critiques that were paid
in the worst ways possible. They swayed
all the hope and desire that stayed
and turned into hope which was arrayed
throughout their lives as they played.

I just wrote those twenty-three lines
and each of them matched and perfectly rhymed.
I guess that makes me the Michael Jordan
of putting together lines out of boredom.

Just imagine if this poem was made
entirely because I was bored of sittin' in shade
under the tree that continually gave
me more inspiration every day.
So what could I do if I really tried
to make a masterpiece directly from my mind?
Could I change the world with just a couple lines?
Or is this poem just another one of the signs
that tell me I'm on the road to success?
Could I do better or is this my best?
Am I gonna improve 
and work on my groove
that I got back into
not too long ago too?
I bet you the world
that one of these days
my flag will be unfurled
and I'll be swept into a haze.
I'm about to transform
this world beyond the skies
because this lightning storm

is just starting to rise.


 

© 2015 Not here


Author's Note

Not here
I really appreciate all of you who review this and read it. If you know any friends on here who also like/read poetry, I would be very happy if you shared this with them. I want to know what lots of people think of my work and how I might possibly improve it in any way. I also would like to know what parts of it you liked/disliked. Thanks :)

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Very good use of words and thoughts. I did like the ending.
"I'm about to transform
this world beyond the skies
because this lightning storm


is just starting to rise."
Sometime we must fall to rise. Thank you Dante for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks coyote :) glad u liked it
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

Very good use of words. I liked them.
'So give me a second
and a little longer rope.'
Love this line!
Keep it up!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

i really appreciate you pointing out which lines you like :) thanks emily
I love how you change the look of your writing! It really gets me interesting! Lol

Anyway, this was spectacular!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm so bad at leaving reviews....

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

lol at least you leave them. thats the point
Cool Girl

9 Years Ago

So true... Lol
Wow, this was an amazing piece.
I liked reading this write.
Keep writing more.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

no problem :) and thanks. i definitely will in case youve already read my many poems
♔ CrownedDevil ☾

9 Years Ago

Haha, your very welcome. :)
Wow you have no idea how much I enjoyed reading this. It had me smiling and giggling like an idiot the whole time. I have to say that its very attractive, in that when you first look at the piece, the way you've shaped the paragraphs is simply beautiful. There were small grammatical errors in between but that didn't affect the meaning and beauty of this poem. And I could really relate to the awesome message. Wondering what are my limits and even if I have any. I could do anything and everything, or just next to nothing. The rhyming scheme was also amazing. I was just reading along and waiting for it to falter but it never did. Great job . stay inspired.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

:) thanks i really appreciate it. good luck on finding, and breaking, your limits

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