When your sleep is interrupted/
Your mental grows corrupted/
Your psyche starts to unhinged/
And you have thoughts of senseless revenge/
Especially for those who aren’t nocturnal/
Ones who don’t fall in with diurnal/
Unique beings with a broken circadian clock/
The beings who pass put, and sleep like a rock/
Never interrupt their sleep!/
Fore their wrath shall make you weep!/
Poetic Ice, a tired man.
The cerebellum quakes
The body shakes
Heart beats quicken/
As you feel yourself sicken/
You feel like your soul was struck with a comet/
When your gut wrenches and you vomit/
One just cries out to be freed/
When their nose starts to bleed/
Why can’t symptoms like this be quick?/
Dammit I hate being sick!/
Poetic Ice
Rhythmic patter of rain/
Playing a crescendo of pain/
Dihydrogen monoxide
Crushing down your pride/
Rain is power/
A crushing flood could topple any tower/
Under its weight we’re nothing but sod/
Not even capable of of understanding the power of God/
This rain is truly a symbol of fears/
Fears for our world that have brought God to tears/
Poetic ice
Enveloped in the darkness/
One finds luminescence in the lightning/
Fearing the silence of the stilled storm/
You await the deafening cry of thunder/
A rumbling from the sky that ignites the senses/
The explosion makes expels the air from your lungs/
Breathless until the cool summer’s rain dances on your skin/
Cleansing you in the darkness of the storm/
Lightning sets the sky ablaze showing you vivid images/
A prophecy written in electricity/
Telling you to strike like lightning/
Cry out like thunder, and satisfy this dry reality like rain/
With every thunderbolt you are reborn/
We are all the children of the storm/
Poetic ice
Happy Monday said no one ever til now. What’s up world!? Enjoy and conquer the day!!!!!
Enjoy the random pics lol
Lemons are never handed to you by life/
Life smashes them into your eye/
Life awaits your suicidal moment ans hands you the knife/
Throws gasoline on your fire before you can ask why/
Life is combative, it wants you to fight/
But it’s underhanded, and brought a gun to the fight/
Victory is an alluring mistress you rarely see/
It for damn sure is a great cost, never free/
The amount of work you put in can’t be quantified/
After repeated defeats, your soul will feel liquified/
Then life sits back and has a good laugh/
Then employs his menacing staff/
Comprised of misery, rage, and self hate/
With as hard as the work, Being self destructive is fate/
Life is an entity of darkness from the start/
How you deal with it is a matter of heart.
-Poetic Ice
I’m so glad this bio pic is coming out this week, and thanks to Dr. Dre I’ve made two silly photos I will share now. Straight outta Compton in theaters near you Friday August 14th.
Reppin that Loop!
Ice Kahn!!
What’s up world!? How’s life right now? I trust all is well. Welcome to August, school is about to start, temperatures take their last rise before they fall, and football tension rises amongst coworkers.
It’s the beginning of the month and the perfect time to plan out your monthly goals. I’m calling it an August Wish. Take a moment and write out all you hope to accomplish and check them off as you complete them. Seeing is believing, and seeing those goals checked off is an satisfying accomplishment all its own. Make your August Wish come true friends!
My August Wish
1. Finish the first draft of my novel, The Candy Shop.
2. Start the process on finding a literary agent.
3. Find more beta readers for my novel.
4. Write more poetry.
Good luck with your August Wishes
–Poetic Ice
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