Kantshens

Joined June 2020

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Welcome to the De' soul poet's page.

This is poetry for the soul. 3rd person

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A hobby that saved my life & became my dream goal.
Growing up, I was the boy who feared expressing his emotions freely. At times I used to question my purpose in this world & wondered why I was always getting bullied or misunderstood. We all go through our share of bulling, but the worst feeling is thinking that you have no one to share this pain with in order to heal the wounds. This was a dark cycle I used to endure every day, to a point where I wanted to end my journey short. However one day, leading into another day, I would have my pain chant inside my head like a preacher, wanting to be released. When you’re a young boy dealing with internal battles, we usually keep to ourselves, play sports, play video games, hang with our friends, etc. With me, writing my thoughts on a laptop in the library after school was my way to be free from my nightmares. Little did I know? I was stepping into a healing literary genre called poetry.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Motivation
DE' 5 traits to lead.
Legendary powers increases the knowledge we consume. It’s ability to dictate what’s right for the country is far from attainable.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
De' Poetic National Anthem
What is poetry? It’s passionate lyrics that embraces the power of communication. Leaning on syllables that changes the mood swings of individuals, while creating encrypted messages for the abandoned ones.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
DE' Reality
Reality penetrates the root canal to our agony. It’s swift & undetectable by unusually means. Looking for answers blindsides your truth.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
DE' Conquest
A mind with a story, common but so misunderstood. Devoting my spirit to express positive messages through my syllables instills motivational truths.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
DE' tear drop
A tiny liquid of symbolic importance; which gives the signal for you to be heard. It could mean so many mysterious things,
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
Pulse of the Forgotten
A ghost town surrounded by nerves & signals that hover through the bloodstream like an anxious disease, waiting to encounter its next worthy foe. No relatives in range, just some abandon life forms on a three dimension statue. Vibrations under my feet built a force field around my common fear to distract the evil deceptions from damaging my physical safety. This confusion sometimes floats through our eyes like a foggy nightfall, other times the air ducks for cover from the smokescreen, left by the ashes of the unknown.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
Summer night crisis
We shed screams, to endless echoes of defeat. We pound the pumps of love to our pain receptors, To only bathe in the lies designed to fry.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
My little sister
Kindness above average & unique to her beauty, she was always my ideal little sister. Her laughs make her blossom like a gardenia flower. Tiny as
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
The 3 misconceptions about poetry & how we can fix it.
For decades, we have established poetry as the master of word play storytelling. Often used to express our current emotions, poetry uses powerful metaphors to create imagery for our audiences to connect with. Overtime, we devalued the hidden powers of poetry into a genre that mostly entertains the masses, who still love the sound of catchy combinations. During my high school day’s, poetry was always a genre I overlooked personally. It’s a sad reality most people relate to due to its complexity as a genre. I used to believe it was a boring complicated genre myself, until I realized something about it’s purpose.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
Rubrum
Rusty to the texture. Elegant to the vision. Don't you dare disobey it. The symbolism is breathtaking but it’s meaning enlightens me.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets
I am conscience
I am your conscience. An invisible phantom living in your dimension & my reality. A consistence tug of war between two individuals, fighting for ownership, fighting for justification.
By Kantshens3 years ago in Poets