LOVE_AND HATE_ Lyle Ashwyn Holland
I am Lyle Ashwyn Holland,
I am a RAPPER/POET.
I have done work as a rapper artist before signing up on this site, although I've always shared a love for poetry.
After all, rap is poetry as well. But rap was getting bored. For me and poetry always seemed more deep. So I decided to try preparing some poetry of my own too.
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LOVE_AND HATE_ Lyle Ashwyn Holland Poems
'The Great Escape'
They say 'You don't know what you got till its gone', Well that ain't the case. I already know what I have with you, But living here just ain't safe. I have to escape.
'The Meaning' Part.1
She don't know how much she means to me. So sometimes she can be real mean to me. But really, That don't mean a thing to me. 'Cause I know that she don't mean to be_
We were a book of bad romances/ Now we closing up, at the last chapters/ Coz you're fighting ghosts, past Caspers/ Living in your head, as if that matters/
I guess the distance made you love me much less, or was it me? I guess the arguments made you want me much less, or was it me? _ I guess we've gotten use to the pain from the past, could you feel it?
The return to innocence, is not an easy journey. I'm going down in life, The reeper is upon me.
'Just Last Year'
I was sitting in fear_ Just last year, You weren't even near_
I have Deep Thoughts, Before a Deep Sleep_ Sometimes I feel Lost,
'Just A Dream'
You've lost your dream girl? You're lonely in your dream world_ You're depressed?
This goes beyond just a wish or a prayer, This is less than how actually could show I care_ I just hope you understand,
'I Am Love'
You should already know my name. No I'm not Lyle, I'm not life, as they claim. I can never be hate And neither am I pain. I've been falsely accused.
'The Married Life'
Living the married life... Is that you on the couch, baby you're my wife... I moved in your house_
2different places, 2different ages, 2different phases, 2different races,
If life is such a dream, Why does death seem so real_ And when its time to be redeemed, Will this pain start to heal_
'WHAT A LIFE! ! ! '
What A Life, What A Life, What A Life, I hope I get something right...
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'The Great Escape'
They say 'You don't know what you got till its gone', Well that ain't the case.
I already know what I have with you,
But living here just ain't safe.
I have to escape.
Though from you I won't be gone,
Baby not even for too long,
So baby till I get back to you,
please be strong.
This my poem, I already wrote you a song.
To keep you safe in the cold, plus warm.
You still the only one for me,
You like a book of sweet poetry_
But understand me moving,
Doesn't mean you'll lose me.
I know right now its confusing,
But you can't imagine ...