Ms. Contralto's Burlesque of Love

Ms. Contralto's Burlesque of Love


“Let the poets pipe of love
In their childish ways
I know every type of love
Better far than they
If you want the thrill of love
I’ve been through the mill of love
Old love. New love..
Everything but true love”


Her voice rang aloud, as she sang about, the desires and plights..
..of this tangled crowd.
From the stair well, where me & my peers dwell, I observed her view.
Knowing her words were true..

I briefly wonder.. what is the difference between those..
Who chiefly wander the four corners of the earth
Or those seated in the four corners of your church
And me.. who saunters to her perch
On the corner of my turf.
It’s plagued me forever, although I vaguely remember
A time when the answer was clear –
Common decency
Although recently I’m coming frequently
To the conclusion that each women and each brother
Is no different to I.. we’re a synonym for each other
I’ve seen the crowds, those obscenely proud
So they’re keen to shroud.. proof of my service
I’ve seen the brooding loners and the feuding ogres
Who thought they were hard, but weren’t even close
..til they sought for my card
Even coppers who chose to stop all my shows
On the grounds that I wasn’t “properly clothed”
But once off duty they crossed shrewdly
To me.. mouths a froth rudely
Meaning a strip search is just a perverse excuse
To get me to strip first
Keep your lips pursed, for what’s too brash to state
Could commence a mass debate
On why grown men masturbate..
On their own when they’re shown ten
Scantily clad objects.
There’s a rant to be had consisting of why
Men candidly spend hours away from family & friends
With me.. demanding I tend
To their perverted needs.

Your body is a temple
That probably would tremble
At the thought of what my hobbies do ensemble
My body is a temple
Where oddities assemble
And modesty resembles
..the quantity of coins in your pocket
But the loins of the topic
Are that your drawn to my logic
Because you graduated the university of perversity
With flying marks, and while your trying hard
Nervously.. to hide your prowess
Your drawn to preserving me
I’m your dirty little secret..
..but I’m worth keeping
Cause on your worst weekend
I’ll be the first you seek and..
I’ll love you.. for the right price.

We’re all bestowed a voice
And as we grow our choice
To either glow and hoist
Ourselves to high positions
Or cry and listen
To those who sky and glisten
Ms. Contralto’s vocals remind me of my decision
..I am the lowest voice.

By This Ain't Beef

“What It`s Like To Be Black”
Not Many Def Left!
Like Father, Like Son. .Or Not.

Haha, you NEED to change your name. I forgot all about you, so once again coming into this I expected some lame attempt at "deep" but I quickly remember you and your writing talents. The piece was very well put together. More of a poem, however you still had a consistant flow that kept the content moving. The piece really made me think alot, and put alot of ideas into my head in regards to life and such, it was great. Overall, loved the piece... hopefully you're actually back.

If you could...
'The Central Artery'

Lol.. name changes are like.. impossible so I might just sign up under a new name or something. Will return your feed right now..

UP IN THIS BITCH!!

I love how y'all are always so quick to feed my drops..

:love:

I….love ….this…drop!!!

Yes sir, I must say, this piece was insanely dope. Not only were your lyrics true and profound , but your flow was also intense and crazy. What I liked most about his piece was the sarcastic attitude you wrote with. Your playful, yet, candid lyrics make for a rather interesting read. Like Atty said you have a very awkward, yet, seeming effortless style that is uniquely your own. Its refreshing.

Well you know, I'm not totally opposed to HOF nominations..

:evilgrin:

Lmao j/p.. Thnx for the feed dude. Ima hit up that new one you dropped a little later. To the top!

Looks like y'all haven't been leaving feed so..

UP YOURS!!!

hey wtf, try out for poethics you dope cat that i didnt know about.

Lol..
thnx for the 'comment' dude.
I don't think I'm prolific enough for po'ethics though.

After this:
Up's = 5
Feeds = 3

:(

heres real feed.. the flow was defiitely on point, with some pretty nice rhyme scheme and the inners were very nice as well. the concept was good, and you made it better with a proffesional grasp on vocabulary, and a very poetic take on the topic.. good job

*real reply*

Alrighty. .

This was very abstract so to speak. In was abstract in a lot of ways in favor and not in favor. As far as the rhyme scheme, the flow was there, but very underdeveloped. Simply put: You know how to flow, but you never bothered to learn the technical aspects of it. For example, your end rhyming style is blatant, yet your transitions are choppy:

On the corner of my turf.
It’s plagued me forever, although I vaguely remember
A time when the answer was clear –
Common decency
Although recently I’m coming frequently

Your flow was oddly smooth in the first like 3 lines, then you switched it. .then it abruptly stopped and you said "common decency". .i had to stop to find it. You did that in a lot of places, like you would start rhyming got hawt not, billy willy without any transitional effort. Now, like I said earlier, you may be doing this intentionally because your entire piece was like that. .and very poetic, so I don't know. Either way, I liked how this was uniquely written. Very original piece you brought to the forefront here. I really like a your opening stanza also:

I briefly wonder.. what is the difference between those..
Who chiefly wander the four corners of the earth
Or those seated in the four corners of your church
And me.. who saunters to her perch

I don't know. It caught my attention and it was very profound in essence. Overall, cool drop. Verrrrrrrrrry abstract, but as I continued reading, it was in a good way. Peace.

Yeah, definitely someone to keep an eye out for here. Great flow of multis and you used some brilliant imagery and metaphor throughout. Fave line: 'modesty resembles
..the quantity of coins in your pocket'. Well structured and great poetic style rather than the narrative style a lot of peeps use here. Great work.