Despair

[Asha Abdala]

I can not spare,
The despair I have,
I have no spare
I am lost!


The future is smeared,
Life is weird,
I can not repair,
The Desperation!


Despite the energy,
All is not fair,
No prayer, No pair,
I am in despair

 

[Pundit]

The despair paired, beyond compare
With hopelessly bare, unwill to dare
Like a trip less fare, grossly unfair
Blinds your stare, like a sun's glare
Will a crippled Astaire, dance with fanfare?
And produce a rare, savoir-faire
Or harbor no care, to jump like a hare
Despaire paired, beyond compare
With limitless squares, of dogged airs
Is despair squared, flat on kitchenware

 

[LazyDog]

The despair paired, beyond compare
With hopelessly bare, unwill to dare
Like a trip less fare, grossly unfair
Blinds your stare, like a sun's glare
Will a crippled Astaire, dance with fanfare?
And produce a rare, savoir-faire
Or harbor no care, to jump like a hare
Despaire paired, beyond compare
With limitless squares, of dogged airs
Is despair squared, flat on kitchenware

You wrote that in one "go", didn't you? It is not bad

 

[Pundit]

One go is the flow, and bad it is not
I was kinda slow, and so I thought
Why not pen a row, that can't be taught
In the Harvards and Yales, it can't be got
That flies of the wall, well rounded like a nought
That sails like a dhow, cute like a boat
That your mind will blow, while staying afloat
That's never a chore, but pretty and hot
With a debonaire glow, like a diamond well cut
From the gut, I deliver lyrical uppercuts
Modestly modest, and the rest is a street mutt
Likea bloodthirsty Mongol mogul's mongrel,
Stabilizing flows from Manchuria to Montreal
A cultured scoundrel, not the Hound of the Baskervilles
The real deal, I'll put a show unlike The Barber of Seville
I break joker's nuts, so call me The Nutcracker
Blockading their way, like at the strait of Malacca
Send them out the race like George Allen and Macaca
I get irate, like a Mogadishu pirate
I sky rate then gyrate the dialect of this discussion
I marinate this diction, and serve it with percussions
For your enjoyment, the village's wordsmith
Not Jigga but make you ask "Who you with?"
Non syndicated, with punchlines to deliver
Like Ijahman, my father is forever
Flip culture to street, with that twisted African beat
It doesn't matter if it's winter, I bring the heat
Not that glock or the 'matic revolver
Im talking energy, like a supernovae
Joker's move over, its braggadocio time
I hope you can enjoy these few rhymes