Ink Bottle

(Chorus) x2
Ink scribbles across my page,
through time and wisdom I've become a sage.
(Paper and pen, to rewrite history when...)

TSun
(Verse 2)
That deafening echo, is the truth I hear,
the verses of poets collected over the years,
if I reload my pen, recount my hours on the Big Ben,
swallow my fears,
crys and sighs on my bed side,
white lies with a W-H-Y,
just like my three-way talk between me myself and I,
but when you spit your flow,
flaws I look past, and perfection I see,
the true poet you can be,
cas' when you check that M-I-C,
forget your fears and you will truly succeed,
and I truly believe,
great rhymes and poems truly relieve,
stress from the soul, or so I've been told,
sick rhymes I write in envelopes I fold,
sent to Hell with lyrics I sold,
flow sicker than Envy in the City of Gold,
Wrath is in the City of Hate,
behold, what flows through heaven, earth and hell,
is my soul.

TSun wrote:That deafening echo, is the truth I hear,
the verses of poets collected over the years,
if I reload my pen, recount my hours on the Big Ben,
swallow my fears,

i like this. it is different, but the good kind of different. these lines, are written very nicely. The reference to the Big Ben is a nice touch, it allows us to see more about the narrator. ) i also like the reference to other poets, it really reveals your character as a writer. all in all, i dont think you should change anything. your are and exceptionally fantastic writer, from what i can see! )

Hello.

This is really, really good. You'll be putting this to music or something? Is this a rap?

I think that this is a brilliant blend of really deep and classic imagery with contemporary things. It gives this a really new feel but still retains a poetic feel to it.

I love the concept. I love how at the very end it gets really powerful. It sort of felt like ideas, knowledge and emotions were just bursting forth. Brilliant ending.

Keep writing.

--Knightly

thanks you all =)
really appreciated.