danipower0204

I'm an earthquake, I'll give you the tremors, I'm innovating style, while you write rhyme dilemmas. Illiteracy's a disease you should get it checked out, for I want to understand ...

I dust off the mat to the rhyme battle lair and welcome you into poetry's flair. May you express your emotions and thoughts with witty wicked twists; a crime it ...

I keep repeating words, since you don't comprehend the message that I'm hurling, at your hollow brainless head. I'm battling a child, or at least a baby's hand, with skills ...

Boats are nothing to ships, So let me puff the steam while you paddle your trips. Let me shovel the pits of wisdom and tricks, seeing as you need a ...

You're a virgin poet, let me break through your hymen, Words of wisdom are wanting in your pitiful whining. The block of clay that you dare call a stanza is ...

Your sentences have no structure, Your rhymes corrupt, a rupture in the English language, for these thoughts that you brandish make no sense, outlandish. Now, buckle up, get ready, It's ...

Your ears'll dry up as you listen to this, 'Cause my words are more than just a hit and miss, they're the drought that'll rush through your blood and your ...

Shadow this Shadow that, you're just a piece of black, I'm the luscious light that shines through your back, Wait, let me tackle this metaphor so you can understand, I'm ...

...ahem...does Marshall Mathers count as a poet? :P I personally like Shakespeare. I don't read much poetry. I love Spoken Word Poetry though.

Your words may be needles, but mine are knives, Bullets shot down from the heavenly skies, Don't be afraid when the Gods arise to shove you into hell with burning ...

Rhymes wriggle when it's Dani to the Power, Words wiggle when I shake your final hour, Seize your skulls, it's gonna get surreal, My words liquify your brains with their ...

So I don't know if such a thread already exists, but if it doesn't it's about time! We all know the famous Haiku Battle thread, and I love it. I ...

Although I'm a a sucker for rhymes, I do agree that they can be crimes, At times forced, At times hoarse, More so when the poem has no meaning, Devoid ...

So this is supposedly light and funny, Let's imagine bathtubs made of money, Not filled with money, made of it, So you can bathe in it and feel real slick. ...

As the Winter warms, So does my heart's bubbling love, Beautous Spring step forth.