The Lyrical Assassins Brotherhood Poetry

Purify

This week the topic is “Purity”,  I would love to get you take on it.  Look we all fall short of the Glory… We all need to be purified and with poetry we can clean out our souls. 

Black Phoenix did more then spill his soul, he took the essence of the picture I sent him and splattered it on the page.  This is poetry in motion.

Great writing,

David Cardenas
LAB Administrator

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40 responses

  1. Man I love the depth in this on BP, as usual you killed it.

    David

    May 23, 2012 at 6:06 pm

    • Thanks D, the pic is a powerful motivation. I love it.

      May 23, 2012 at 9:02 pm

    • A wonderful write Phoenix, The third line from the end speaks volumes and is so true. We can truly cure ourselves if we set our minds to it.

      May 26, 2012 at 6:33 am

    • Purify

      Is any of it worth the pain?
      To cross that line to be embraced
      So much shit gets thrown your way
      Too much dirt shoved in your face
      How much can a mind endure?
      Why the fuck the games so hard
      All snug within their igloos
      The invite fake the welcome cold
      It first seemed somewhat colourful
      Bright paintings spoke a mystic tongue
      The glow has dimmed its almost gone
      Barbed the wire that killed the song
      To purify the stain would take
      Retreat of mind, and bare of soul
      Sweep all which hinders out the door
      Fill voids with flowers forever more

      Frankie

      May 26, 2012 at 7:30 am

      • It is very colorful Frankie, “Bright paintings spoke a mystic tongue”. I love this line, but I love this type of poetry from you. Well done.

        David

        May 26, 2012 at 7:49 am

  2. skillet1180

    tight work BP

    May 23, 2012 at 6:19 pm

    • Big Skillet, I can’t wait to see you thrash the topic! Thanks much for dropping by

      May 23, 2012 at 9:04 pm

  3. Mandy JETT

    Its midnight in my thoughts, the place in time when I’m the weakest, the witching hour…the moment of derangment, the sickness takes over and my inner self becomes frightened and begins to cowar…I hide from myself, knowing the power in which I hold…I can’t escape myself though, the air inside me is just too cold…my minds so dirty I secretly beg for this to end…but there is no purification from my hollow hearted sin…I’m afraid of my own capabilities, I know what holds me hostage, I know that it is evil…but at the same time so convincing making the wrong It does through me feel good, Its so believable …dark, twisted and dream like, breathtakingly beautiful…an active stranger, I have know Idea who I am any more but suddenly that doesn’t seem so crucial…no rest for my bones, when I fall asleep it wakes me and takes me from my body, I’m never allowed release…I am but a spiritual wondered with absolutely no inner peace…I have no control of what I make myself do to me…I’m lost inside myself, running from the darkness endlessly…nobody knows so nobody cares, I’m afraid of what they will do to my soul…not mere people but these other beings, my terror is taking a toll…my insides wrench but my face shows no evidence of the pain…I do not dare cry out for God, I simply am afraid to beg for mercy…shaking with the fear of what myself will do to me…I call on a higher power to cleanse my thoughts to purify…no rest for tha wicked my prayers get walked right by…

    May 23, 2012 at 6:20 pm

    • Damn Mandy, you sure came through in a big way!!! This is deep and filled with power. I love the ending.

      David

      May 23, 2012 at 6:22 pm

    • Heck Yeah Mandy! I love the darkness and bewitching appeal of this piece. Straight Murdah!

      May 23, 2012 at 9:06 pm

    • ‘I have no control over what I make myself do to me’ is such a mind boggling line and the poem is just awesome. Well done!

      May 26, 2012 at 6:40 am

  4. Purify
    By David Cardenas

    It was worth it, to die with you
    Losing everything just to lie with you
    To be caught up in the silence of love
    As judgment is pass down from above

    It was worth it, to fall asleep in your arms
    Getting intoxicated by your aroma, your charm
    Your essence covers me, taking me under
    Fills me with faith, , it fills me with a hunger

    It was worth it to be purified by your grace
    To be cleansed my the beauty of your face
    All my impurities washed away like the tide
    All the hurt, the pain, insecurities, all the lies

    Yes, it was worth it to die in loves plight
    To be a victim slain by your angelical might
    I was purified, I was reborn, I was saved
    And I am prepared to take that to my grave

    May 23, 2012 at 8:09 pm

    • It was worth it. Reading this Masterpiece. I love the tempo and mood you took “D”.

      May 23, 2012 at 9:08 pm

    • This is such a beautiful confirmation of love and how that love made you feel. Love it!

      May 26, 2012 at 6:41 am

      • Thanks Frankie, My soul is filled with love.

        David

        May 26, 2012 at 7:45 am

  5. The Failed Immortal

    pheonix my man you killed this…not much more i can i say

    May 24, 2012 at 4:35 am

    • Thanx Man! I am sure your about to kill it too…

      May 24, 2012 at 12:54 pm

  6. shantell cooper

    WE ALL BEEN TO THE PULPIT FOR DETOX AND HEALING, WANTING TO RID THE TOXIN THAT KEEP ON REVEALING…. EMERGING IN SACRED WATERS, THEY BEEN TRYING TO DROWN ME BUT I KEEP SWIMMING HARDER… NO WEAPONS FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER, I KEEP TRACK OF STORMS LIKE A NATURAL DOPPLER… RIVETING OFF THE EARTH NATURAL ROTATION, I COME TO PURIFY BUT THEY CHANGED THE LOCATION… MY ARMOR IS TITANIUM WITH A STEEL BREAST CAGE, THAT’S HOW I STAY PURE FROM THE STENCH OF THE SAGE…. LURKING MURKING SOME EVEN LIKE JERKING, BUT THEY LIES AND CONFUSION JUST ANIT WORKING.. I BREATHE FRESH AIR AS I FEEL UP MY LUNGS, THIS IS MY PURIFICATION AND MY POETIC SONG….

    May 24, 2012 at 2:14 pm

    • This is abrasively real and beautiful Shantell. I felt the power behind your words.

      David

      May 24, 2012 at 3:13 pm

    • ‘my armor is titanium with a steel breast cage’ what powerful words and in your case, I have no doubt at all….true! Loved this one Shantell.

      May 26, 2012 at 6:43 am

    • SHAN TEEZY!! You killed it as always!! Love this… PURIFIED, POIGNANT AND POWERFUL

      May 29, 2012 at 11:35 am

  7. shantell cooper

    Y’all Killed the Thread…. NAS YOU ARE DANGEROUS WITH THAT PEN…

    May 24, 2012 at 2:17 pm

  8. Purification Voided
    By David Cardenas

    I come from the stench of the earth
    The bowels of the city is where I was birthed
    I crawl along with the nameless and the faceless figures
    Whispering degrading comments like “wetback” and “nigga”
    Down their throats, I pour poisons and feed them swine
    Just to let it digest in their bodies and eat their minds
    Wireless remote controller, I keep pushing buttons
    I have the ability to alt, control or delete there functions
    I am slowly assembling an army of mindless cretins
    Who I manipulate through visual and verbal beatings
    Lowering their moral expectations, downgrading their beliefs
    Reprogramming their hardware, introducing them to the beast
    Yes, I am a slippery, slimming, witchery griming devil
    Who is so far down, but soon I will make the playing field level
    They don’t move to His standards, they are sinking to mine
    Scales are placed like 3D glasses, until they are stinking blind
    Blink one time, but your eyes can only see what I show
    I am trying to disconnect the mind from body, body from soul
    Soul from reality; until the dirt drops you from your throne
    And the only way to escape me is to purify your home
    But [KNOCK KNOCK] no one home
    No one home

    (there all mine…)

    May 24, 2012 at 3:36 pm

    • shantell cooper

      DAVID YOU ARE TRULY A MASTER AT YOUR CRAFT…. I ENJOY YOU AND NAS WORK TREMENDOUSLY…. GLAD TO HAVE ENCOUNTER BOTH OF YOU ALL ESSENCE…

      May 24, 2012 at 4:34 pm

      • Thank you Shantell. I love writing with a group of ppl that are on “that” level such as yourself and others.

        David

        May 24, 2012 at 4:35 pm

    • Futuristic in feel and content, Love it David and like so much of your stuff, can just imagine it to music

      May 26, 2012 at 7:11 am

      • Thanks Frankie, all I got is a beat.. The scary part is, this is not that futuristic. We are losing soldier everyday to this type of spiritual warefare.

        David

        May 26, 2012 at 7:47 am

    • I always enjoy how you can come full circle in anyt topic and give a different appela “D”. You got me locking my doord…lol LOVE IT!!

      May 29, 2012 at 11:36 am

  9. purify

    i am crimson
    thou art purer
    than the purest snow

    purify me as only as you know
    remove the inner stains for i want to grow

    blot out my darkness
    with your purity
    so that your light shines
    in me & through me
    illuminating wheresoever i go

    give me a pure heart
    wash away all of my impurities
    that causes me not to do thy bidding

    your purity is what i seek
    to make me strong as well as meek
    not for a day or two or even one week
    thou are strong cleanse me when i am weak

    giving you sacrifices without any spot or blemish
    as a pure and unadulterated lamb
    let not your purity that reigns in me never diminish
    keep me pure, running this race
    until i finish

    copyright by
    thelyfepoet
    5.24.2012

    May 24, 2012 at 4:35 pm

    • This is a prayer that I will speak daily.

      Awesome write Todd.

      May 24, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    • I too, saw this like a prayer, Very beautiful and with an air of purity about it. Well done!

      May 26, 2012 at 7:13 am

    • These words are blessed my firend… Love it

      May 29, 2012 at 11:37 am

  10. thanks so much dc aka the lab poetry 🙂
    “purity…” http://www.reverbnation.com/c./poni/112965669

    May 24, 2012 at 4:56 pm

  11. Excellent work, all of you. you each approached the topic from your own point of view, yet never lost sight of it, writing with strength, character and clarity. Thank you for inviting me here.

    May 25, 2012 at 1:08 am

    • Laura, thanks for coming out. we’d love to see your work and your take on the topic.

      David

      May 25, 2012 at 6:42 am

    • Yes, I’m with David Laura, hit us with one of your fantastic writes . 🙂

      May 26, 2012 at 9:22 am

    • Thank you for coming Laura.

      May 29, 2012 at 11:38 am

  12. The Failed Immortal

    Untitled

    What lies dont our eyes see from a heavy world blinded by truth
    with abstract verbs absurd while fire dies in the youth
    every movement of lips equiped to devour and destroy
    they asked me how i been living survived without joy

    Now I been branded stranded and lost in sublime
    i lived a billion years and died a trillion times
    ive known pain suffering tears and neverending coy
    my cries reverb like echoes rippled drowned in cloy

    Times are hard when your living in stress
    and we that known rock bottom can live it the best
    now we all seen the light at the end of the road
    but its more than a gift for all are bestowed

    Pure is what I aim to be
    for a change in me
    is as plain a plea
    to be free by three

    May 29, 2012 at 5:31 am

    • YES! Faiked Immortal always a pleasure to read the magnificent words you rip! “Times are hard when your living in stress
      and we that known rock bottom can live it the best”. There so much power in that line alone. Truly dig it

      May 29, 2012 at 11:40 am

      • The Failed Immortal

        thank you…this one was a little difficult to start and even more so to finish…

        May 30, 2012 at 2:39 am

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