The Lyrical Assassins Brotherhood Poetry

Black Out


When Black Phoenix told me this was coming and who was bringing it, I was excited. When I received it, I was ecstatic. We, as writers, tend to go towards the light, but every now and then, you just have to black out. It’s time to be original and make this topic your own. I can’t wait.

David Cardenas

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22 responses

  1. Wonderful job and hats off to all of you. This is one hot collab. I believe the LAB has some of the best writers online. Kudo’s to you all.

    David

    September 9, 2011 at 7:28 am

  2. It was an honor working with 2 hot poets. I’m glad they allowed me to partake on this dark ride. Ciph thanks for the awesome intro!

    September 9, 2011 at 10:51 am

    • You know me brother, I do what I do.

      david

      September 10, 2011 at 6:36 am

  3. MizzFab

    awesome job all three of you ….i will be back

    September 9, 2011 at 1:28 pm

  4. New.Ark.Oracle

    I can appreciate each view as the flow imparted a colloquy for the topic:

    New.Ark Oracle

    Arising from a momentary syncope
    Remembering what once was & will be
    The omission of sound as time begets consciousness
    Informant suppress delegated censorship, cress
    Robed in silence as the perpetual remains
    Soulless no inner window trapped, contain
    A temporary period prohibited activity
    Walk thru this BLACKOUT, lets see whats left of thee

    PEACE ORACLE

    September 9, 2011 at 7:40 pm

    • True indeed! I glad you came thru!

      September 10, 2011 at 12:59 am

    • Pretty deep Oracle. I just wish it was longer. I was feeling it.

      David

      September 10, 2011 at 6:35 am

  5. MizzFab

    HEY
    who turned the lights out
    it seems i have been swallowed by the darkness
    it seeps into my veins
    and i feel lost
    at home again
    someone dragged me to hell to face
    these demons alone
    and i am stumbling out
    on bloody knees
    trying to reach for stars
    but all i get is dirt
    all i feel is more pain
    as i grow distant
    isolating myself
    till i become home
    in the cold
    surrounding my heart
    that darkness has eaten my soul
    thrown me into deeper waters
    and i am drowning hear alone
    and i swear these bastards
    have ripped out my voice box
    cause i no longer can speak
    and i am suffocating
    dying to break free
    but every morning i wake up
    the sun has left the sky
    and i replay yesterday
    all over again
    Hello
    someone has turned the lights out
    and i don’t know if you can turn
    then back on
    before i die here

    September 10, 2011 at 1:22 am

    • Very profound. “and i relay yesterday all over again”. Deeply written Leslie.

      David

      September 10, 2011 at 6:34 am

    • Oh wow Mizz Fab, that is really powerful. Some ppl need the light of a new day to refresh them n bring them hope. You expressed that well, but you should come through n see the freedom the darkness brings.

      September 10, 2011 at 2:25 pm

  6. Nice Joint and Colabo I had to read it and let it marinate and read it again

    September 10, 2011 at 1:53 am

  7. Black Out
    By D-Cipher

    I done burned out the lights to late for me to back out
    I trash routes, flow tight, seems I’m past doubt
    Life been dealing me a bad hand, I better cash out
    Drunk on living, the fall of a man, like I blacked out
    But I’ll take all the punches and bruising, until the last bout
    Sometimes I feel I’m losing, this world is a mad house
    So I spit some vile shit and hit it, like I’m smash mouth
    Until nothing comes out; looks like I’m gonna pass drought
    But no, I stand strong, I’m to dumb to know how to lose it
    Right or wrong, I never run or make excuses
    No breaks, I keep grinding, naw, I didn’t choose this
    But I’m hanging on fate like I’m a muthafukin nuisance
    Taking advantage of each flow, that’s how I use this
    And I’ll keep pushing until I overload and I’m useless
    I keeps it gritty, my crooked grin lets you know I’m ruthless
    No sorry or pity, past my sins, it appears I’m clueless
    I’m in a double feature, nameless, I scream as I fall back
    The movie changes and all of a sudden the screen turns all black

    September 11, 2011 at 1:35 am

  8. Enraptured by your work!!!!!!

    September 11, 2011 at 10:03 pm

  9. Whoa its Black Out I cant see
    And even more in store cause
    I got Black in me
    Finding my way in the dark
    Never felt so free
    Blinded
    I can’t encounter your boundaries
    Pursuing renewal
    After darkness comes light
    And tomorrow morning
    When the storm Is done
    My world will be so bright
    So until then baby hold on tight
    It’s Black Out future never been so bright
    Rally cries rumble like a mumbling crowd
    Bound together, pain made us proud
    We are gonna rise up
    Sublimation to the clouds

    September 11, 2011 at 10:05 pm

    • I love the security you scribed in this piece. It offers secureness and tranquility

      September 12, 2011 at 6:27 pm

  10. I found my self drifting in and out of darkness. I was blind to my paper and the words it contained. I was troubled, crying and worried in despair blind to my pin. Yelling why is the powers that be has forsaken me. Then I slowly faded back to the light. The doctors pen delivered a mighty blow
    That I got about 20 years to go. A prophetic prediction that I would fade to total black by 50. I pray out loud that by that time they would have a procedure that would be nifty. My vision is hazy but my words are clear. Being silenced of my creativity I will never fear. My mouth is my pin. The air will be my paper and your ears is my eyes. My sight may fade to black but my words will always have sight.

    September 12, 2011 at 3:52 am

    • Very nicely written Chas. I love the ending.

      David

      September 12, 2011 at 12:21 pm

      • Thanks But it was a blow when the doctor told me that I will be blind by 50 I cried for a few days. then I say hey they come up with new procedures every day.

        September 13, 2011 at 1:23 am

    • Beautifully written Chass. I love it

      September 12, 2011 at 6:26 pm

  11. I love how yall twisted all yalls styles into this piece!… I don’t think I’ve read Black Falcon before but thats a nice pen!

    September 12, 2011 at 7:02 pm

  12. I’m a movement by myself…but I’m callin on the forces to come together…it’s more than what meets the eye with me…don’t confuse my calm with peaceful weather…I don’t perform, I storm..reign supreme, I can make mother earth get wetter….but I ‘m havin doubts during this drought, even tho I know what it’s bout..it’s good but it could be better…new mantra…same sponser…no fuckin round keep truckin like a Tonka…I’m the candyman, not willie wonka…say my name thrice make ya heart beat like kompa…I aim to unify with honor…they out to divide and conquer…but I”m stronger…plus I see thru fake laughs like glass…shady hand shakes from snakes in the grass….bet you aint know snakes had hands….same way certiefied fakes got F.A.N.S….you gotta be in the circle to know the beat…EYE STAY WOKE, they bout to go to sleep…

    October 15, 2011 at 9:51 pm

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