Poetry and Rap Blog

Poetry and Rap Blog

October 3, 2018 0 By Bilal Akram

A Short Collation of Creative Writing

 

The Wolf

Hunting with my pack
Sprinting at night,
Looking for a snack
Invoking fright,
We search without inhibition
And pounce with intuition.

The vulnerable, tender prey who are hidden and lurking
Are eaten by our brethren who when we see them start smirking.

Shook Ones

My foes shiver from head to toe like they’re being electrocuted, 

One by one on a block they’re executed

I take shots with my glock 

As we run from the raucous,

We’ve got it on lock

Before the cops come for us,

Stock robbed and guns cocked echoing chorus,

Street corners rocked and shell-shook like a tortoise