#freestylepoet

[the-negra-aesthetic]

MANIA OUT NOW!!! https://pasopnegra.wixsite.com/website/post/mania #tna #thenegraaesthetic #freestyle #freestylepoet #pasopnegra #djroots #melanin #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poems #shortstorywriter https://www.instagram.com/p/CUvOEdeoTEb/?utm_medium=tumblr

[bflophotography]

Release: Volume 2 A Collection of Freestyle Poems by Bennie Florence Jr. Available on Amazon in Kindle and Paperback. #poetry #author #bookofpoetry #bookofpoems #freestylepoetry #freestylepoet #book #poems

[fadelr06]

#freestylezilla #freestyle #gog #flstudio20 #beatsandrhymes #cookup #lookup #judah #negus #freestylepoet #freestylerap (at Little Rock, Arkansas) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqtTFGBBzSS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dd8ycaqvyw76

[romanosabastian-blog]

#Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #sleepless #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot #CanISleep. #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #thursday @that_romano (at United Bar and Restaurant)

[pharaonicbrand]

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My Nephew @self_is_poetry on his Greatness Flow #Repost @self_is_poetry with @insta.save.repost • • • #neverbored workin on other projects but i felt like doing this short one  #poetryteasing #dopepoetry #defpoet #thenandnow #wokinonmycraft #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryislove #defpoetry #defpoetryjam #freestylepoet #freestylepoetry #blackpoetsociety #blackpoet #poetryisforever #poetryisfun #poetryisfree #poetryforeveryone #vibes #thesound #oftheheart #gods #goddesses #freedom #justice #equality #12jewels #suprememathematics #neverbored @moniquenubiasunshine @pharaonicorp

[fadelr06]

#freestylepoet (at Little Rock, Arkansas) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqJgA-Wh3Zi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=up43ivcg4k69

[romanosabastian-blog]

The things we do. The places we hide. We come and go. And do as we please. In and out of lives. With the greatest ease. With the tide. Sometimes more so. We change and change. Values and morals. Let’s check what’s trending. The things we do. Forgetting and missing. Heart aching and breaking. We men. We useless men. We claim. We claim. We taking and we have. We seldom ask. Yet always expect. We’re selfish creatures. We merry men. We walk around. We don’t contend. Sly and sneaky. We’ll use our men. Our dumber. Foolish. Susceptible men. We’re not special. We’re not even unique. We’re just a stereotype. The broken part of humanity. The annoying tick-tick-tick. The things we men do. The hypocritical. Mass murdering. Crowd controlling. Misleading. The devastating. Soul eviscerating. The simple things. We men always seem to do. . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #sleepless #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot #CanISleep. #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #eviscerate #susceptible @that_romano (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Staring out. Looking on. Storing doubt. Saving thoughts. Stirring and mixing. Feeding the pot. Stretching my face. Silence can tighten. Grip and wrinkle. Silence can tickle. Broken and fickle. Golden and special. Saving the sounds. Caching the moments. Floating on clouds. Staring out. Moving on. Back on to you. . . . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #saturday #caching #doyouevergetlonely (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Faded off the world. Standing. Falling. Bent out of shape. Crawling. Moving. Slowly clawing. Hanging. Holding. Might be slipping. Dipping. Sinking. Only just clinging. Missing. Nothing. Motion-sensor hollowing. Sneaking. Hiding. Horror-movie gripping. Waiting. Watching. Sitting quietly learning. Speaking. Talking. To myself listening. Knowing. Growing. Just barely understanding. Drifting. Floating. My own words quoting. Anticipating. Participating. Around the corner waiting. . . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #views #isuckatlife #alonewithmyself (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

The roses are red cliché. But it’s this day. Uttered. Like silence around a soufflé. It’s this day. Like crashing against the waves. Fierce and direct. Over played. Over billed. Yesterday’s regret. The next days neglect. But it’s this day. This scar. This trophy. This incredible—sadly. Unforgettable—melancholy. This wanton memory. Living. Growing. Becoming. Me. Not Romeo or Antonio. Not Theseus–Thane of Athens. Not Titus Andronicus. Not deep in books. But floating. Caressing pages. It’s this day. A pointless day. Another day. A bunch of words I didn’t say. That sunflower and rose bouquet. The one I bought. Then threw away. What would it be. If not this day. . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday14 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Stippled skies. Blues and grays So close to white. Spotted creeping from the ground. Magenta scents. That catch the eye. Whistling sounds. The lazy breeze strutting by. Ash crosses. Signed. Anointed. Blessed. Serving as best. 🙏🏾. . . . Have a happy Valentines. And a blessed Ash Wednesday. Beautiful day to everyone 🤙🏾. . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday14 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Sound on and Swipe Next🎈🌻😬👾. Coz it’s Valentines Day. ✌🏾 . . Listen—hear—feel. These vibrations. The echos of my soul. See the colors my words create. In my voice—get lost. Float for a moment. Stay with me—get lost. Textures extended— Pauses—almost stutters. Listen—hear—feel. At the core— This is very real. Unnecessary. Introvert scary. -rsm. . . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday14 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Scattered. Sinking. Sometimes drifting. Floating. Missing thirsts. Salted caramel. Lips have tasted. Echos. Spoken. Words have broken. Fixed and woken. Shores. Grains and grains of sand. Shards of earth. Called rocks and cliffs. Mountains buried. Sunk in water. Cloaked. Unseen. . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday1 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Thomsons Beach, Ballito - Hole In The Wall)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Times been fading. Evaporating. Ticking slowly. Pouring grains of sand. An hour glass— In shifting hands. Disappearing. Out of sight. Vanishing. Out of mind. Clearer spaces. Empty. Void. Apart from clutter. Blank emotions. Unnamed. Unowned. Stored in bottles. Distilled and aged. Left alone. Kept away. Promised. Sworn to one. Stilled. Numb. Invisible to others. Pointless. Rounded. Of no threat. With no purpose. Cold. Open. Bare. Alone. Wanting. Desiring. Wishing. For just a moment. For just your acknowledgment. . . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday1 #willyoubemyvalentine (at United Bar and Restaurant)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Colorless. Tasteless. Life is in me. Somewhere. Hiding. Greatness sleeps. Resting. Waiting. Learning. Anger circles. Pacing. Round and round. Anxious. Growing. Love floats. Aimless. Fluttering. Daydreaming. Fantasizing. I am colorless. Pointless. Empty. Without your presence. Charcoal drawings in the rain. Distorted. Showing no resemblance. Searching. Only finding pain. I smile. Sort of. I am human. Somewhat. I am both. Angel and demon. I am a shadow of the day. Black and grey. I am simple. Hard to understand. I am a man. Not done being young. I smile. Sort of. I—like the ocean. Cry salty tears. Wet and slippery. Like the ocean. I drown my weaknesses. Sink my treasures. I calm my surface. And let the monsters dwell in the depths. Like the ocean. I dictate the coast. I am colorless. Like the ocean. I am filled with the reflections of the world. . . . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday1 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Thomsons Beach, Ballito - Hole In The Wall)

[romanosabastian-blog]

Picture this. Natures kids. Rainbow colored. Shaded backgrounds. Mixed proportions. Different versions. Echoed sounds. Please take caution. Avoid the commotions. Sea breezes. Scents of the oceans. Poseidon’s Poe’s. Coz there is our braai. Loud. Not quite. The cool kids. But there we are. Sitting pretty. Standing tall. Changing. Staying the same. . . . #Poetry #writers #instapoem #rsm #tumblr #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #canYouNot . #TalkingToMyself #CanItHurtAgain. #southafricanpoet #southafricanpoets #freestylepoetry #durbanpoet #mentalhealth #dissocia #instadaily #poetrycollection #thoughtprovoking #readmetolife #followformore #freestylepoet #soulsearching #february #lovepoetry #loveday1 #willyoubemyvalentine (at Shaka'S Rock, Kwazulu-Natal, South Africa)