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409 · Jun 2016
Untitled
PhiWrit Jun 2016
I may have lived life homeless but I was never boneless
Stand strong trying to hone this, own this, by His throne sit
I don't want material wealth, that get's jacked off the shelf
I got His spiritual health, this kind of gold never melt
I play the hand I'm dealt with these rhymes I've felt
On the mountain top I belt cries to YHWH for help
In this Hip-Hop game not in it for fame or gelt
But to share His name, to save you from a welt
Dealt by Michael the warrior Archangel
Who beat down the perfect Cherub that fell
Lucifer is destined for hell, Dante's Inferno
Driving young men to cocktails of sterno
Burn though it may worse it be that day
When our Lord and Saviour returns to their dismay.
398 · Dec 2014
Jew Haiku
PhiWrit Dec 2014
Where did you traverse to love
Back to lands above
I am left in Gehenna
383 · May 2016
Untitled
PhiWrit May 2016
I'm suffocating without compare
Drowning in a sea of panic I shout "Unfair"
Time's defecating on all that has been waiting
Frowning at my screams that are sounding
Replicating a monumental crowning
Separating from all around me
Contusions have induced confusion
Making me question "is this all an illusion"
A fusion of a lesson, and sins confession
Losing the best of any possible relation
My desire for His Fire another complication
Am I a liar for not giving her communication
That this might halt us sharing sensation
That his sight shalt cause me to be shun
By the one whom I love, at least it's been fun
370 · Sep 2015
Battle Verse
PhiWrit Sep 2015
You cannot see the fire that's why you call the God above a liar
But you can't feel the love for why I bow to Him as my sire
He lit up my desire inside for truth you could call it Fire
For me that Fire is warmth, and calls my soul to come forth
But to you it is a burnin' pyre, don't come back to me to heal the hurt
You were the ones that called Him a liar
The same flame that burnt up ***** and Gomorrah
Is wrought from the same name from which this Word came
*Drops Mic*
370 · Dec 2014
Dancing Therapy
PhiWrit Dec 2014
As the band starts laying the beat
The floor gets hot and moves your feet
Flying fleet don't you dare take a seat
Because when the fire starts to burn
It's your turn to make a girl yearn
For your hand in a passionate dance
To grace the floor with one you adore
For inside there is a passion to prance
Raise the lance in a jousting ousting
Of anxiety let the drummer set you free
For dancing is the Lord's therapy
358 · Sep 2015
Cut 2 Heal
PhiWrit Sep 2015
Don't take offense,
all of you on the fence,
no need for defence,
I've loved you since we began,
I'll do all I can,
to show you the love man.
357 · Aug 2015
3:48
PhiWrit Aug 2015
Stayin up again, until its three a.m,
trying to explain to my brain,
that love isn't sane.
Who's going to be my friend
in the end,
truly will it depend,
on who I gave my last cent to,
who I helped break through,
to the knowledge of you know who.

It always seems that when I think this through,
my mind goes running back to you.
How the slam of the door,
created a gust like ne'er before,
leaving the embers of our love,
strewn across the floor.
I don't know about you,
but what I felt was true,
if not from above,
then whence came this love.

For years I tried to shove it away,
the pain causing me to say,
hurtful things that would clip your wings.
Those embers still smoulder in my heart,
still hot after all this time apart;
for even your pain was art.

So I ask you this,
oh fair and demure miss,
if we may journey together again in bliss;
as it was with our first kiss.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me- who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, Sweet!
356 · Jan 2018
Orpheus
PhiWrit Jan 2018
This my first joint, I'll get to the point
I AM's Phiwrit and I am 'bout to anoint
The mic, spell it right, Phiwrit
That's a Pirate written in Phi glyphs
P-H-I W-R-I-T
Rhyme in Peace to my man Zoe Cassidy
'bout to go H.A.M Bohemian Rhaps on me

If you're feelin' sweet get the tooth to cracking
Lift your heel of feet with Root Beer and Kraken
Coming in bombastic elastic Tentacle *******
Fantastically drastic one hint none-at-all could stop me
If I want to float I'll drop ice cream
No flaunt or gloat will stop my dream
Jew Kid LuSiD O sleep walking
New bid you hid so stop talking
I'm not off nodding, just bar soldering
Together a word weapon for bard's slaughtering
Of Weak emcees get weak in knees, fodder sing
it loud. Smoke it proud if allowed oughta bring
A pound to smoke, and a pound for blokes
my pound drops you choke I'll make that coke
I Am's famished lamb through whom He spoke
I Am's alchemist hand so Jew's suit bespoke

Isn't it beautiful! "What is he woke?"
This isn't conscious rap what g wrote
What you need notes I just take tokes
Spin reel raw this kid veal real spoke
Isn't it beautiful! "What is he woke?"
This isn't conscious rap what g wrote
What you need notes I just take tokes
Spin reel raw this kid veal real spoke

Who the **** is this enraging Holy Spirit towards
scorn in the crack of dawning
'bout to leave your whole fam mourning
swipe the gold from your lies,
leave you weak emcees to die
This the verbal molotov, tongue's a cunning kalishnokov
No rushing for roulette without 32 red spot
leave your tops popped off minus the maseltov
watch your Bay, Hasselhoff, don't try to hassle, nah,
on the stripper pole I'll smack your ****** tassels off
Strip you whole rip a new hole raw
Your crew give this Jew hip-hop-hoorah
pass the hookah bowl has a whole oz of *****
Pass the hash on ash let's get to toking some
I ain't a quaint token bet but a vet potent sum
I got 99 balloons you ain't yet poking one

Sit your *** down son, no tsun-tsu
But by now you can tell I've son'd you
I know exactly who's behind who fund you
But I Am too into my grind to even run you
Sit your *** down son, no tsun-tsu
But by now you can tell I've son'd you
I know exactly who's behind who fund you
But I Am too into my grind to even run you

I've been *****, torture taped up, agape; Sup!
Five my brown eye violated, by a guy I hate, uhg,
then my mind grind down by amphetamine design.
******* thought wiles stomp step-son's shine,
18 years later survived, re-up, rep RUN, thrive.
My steel guise steal eyes of these evil powers,
Though it been a while still hold my inner child.
Real cold, don't feel bold, though my soul Israel gold,
Brought to keel o'er by Toyota RAV4 Leaf Blower.
I Am Leaf Hear Me Roar, the poem I wrote before
Back in grade 6. Yo I was hated, knew I was fated,
My mind, God made it, memory faded, spirit elated.
These lines, amazing, aether affinity pacing.
Style Simpletons simply speak sprocket simile
My mild meta-core makes metaphor mechanically
Alas all abysmal alliteration alludes automatically

Don't point your automat at me in laundromat
Don't pack no gat bust rust carry on, yo, hepcats
Nothing you send my way disuades or set back
I'll keep spitting until I get my *** back
Don't point your automat at me in laundromat
Don't pack no gat bust rust carry on, yo, hepcats
Nothing you send my way disuades or set back
I'll keep spitting until I get my *** back
(Home...)
As I roam and write in my dome's tome
This just a piece that I've shown
OM
316 · May 2019
Rose in the Wind
PhiWrit May 2019
Keep my tech-tight(tektite) when I'm in the light of Anna
That Black Magic Woman wrote about by Santana
Got me on my Gnostic degrees of Elysium
As the waves break I feel the sea breeze again
This is unbridled magick none could match it
You're a spider recluse so I know none'll ****** it
I'm untying my noose n woes I throw like a match stick
Into my past I drowned with kerosene gases
As we walk into the future I'm sure the path's lit
I hope these words act as a suture for patching
The vast wings that escape in sextuplets out your back, sing
Me the song of your mind for it's divine how I soar
When the breath of life escapes those wind pipes of yours
No co-dependency, for I survive and thrive by the Lord
Just a measure of the pleasure your presence affords
Past-Lives flashing not the first time our essence met before

because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined
because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined

Let's you and I form a Leo/Gemini Caduceus
Intertwine and heal from the ruthlessness
Of the worlds we knew before we grew with this
Spark between souls of gold, please hold, I'm new to this
Sensation that lifts my senses to elation
Cloud 9 is the elevation, has my heart pacing
My butterflies wonder why they start racing
Could never utter lies to get into your basement
See my core holds the key to your hearts encasement
No chasing or evasion, it's magnetic at its basics
So face what's waiting for your appreciating
A kind of affection never expect my love's depreciating
I come correct with my dialect, not dying yet
Defying set norms and rules, leave you lying wet
When I look into your eyes that's the vibe I get
So let's get our minds together, go ahead try the best

because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined
because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined

The way your spirit flows forth
from your serpentine form
swarms my heart with a warm
fire that lights my whole mind, body, soul
in a blizzard I'd forget the cold,
your vocal chords are strung of gold
for every word be spoke be so precious to hold,
though you're born a Black Hole Sun Lioness
your wit isn't lacking in ol' Scorpio sharpness
with a witchy will to harness the darkness
and mold it into light, oh what a sight,
I couldn't try to fight when you fit so right
into my broken body puzzle piece shaped ever oddly,
whether it be God or our manifesting hard that brought these
moments we've shared into the aether of infinity,
it isn't a sin if it took form before time did begin, see

because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined
because the way we glow you could say that our colours are kin.
The way we flow you would say that we're lovers of sin
But that's the way she goes when you're a rose in the wind
Such a long way but at the end I know that we're destined

Soothing like an arrow root cookie, with or without the nookie, that's love straight from above the kind to fit like a glove, no need to push and shove through emotional barriers no matter the storm or how worn my back is I'll still carry her, and when Santa Muerte comes to pass I'll get off my *** on my Greek **** with two coins for Kharon to ferry her, only my love will ever bury her
https://soundcloud.com/phiwrit/rose-in-the-wind-raw/s-ORqlE
227 · Dec 2019
2:36
PhiWrit Dec 2019
I ride tides that shine golden in my mind
The waters of wisdom ebb & flow by design
Of the Divine, in time turn water into wine
Or lead unto gold for the alchemically inclined
I'm dead to the world but to God I Am Alive
So through strife & turmoil I Will Survive
Though I tremble with fear, I must confide
I more resemble Cheer, with it I trust in kind
To defy the vain wrath that tries to divide
Love from my heart & Knowledge from my mind
So I sow my seeds reciting Scripture I read
Hoping their fruits result in some souls freed
It's not that this heart of stone won't bleed
For Christ's atonement's the only Blood I need
For by it alone are we saved, not by any deed
Work diligently by faith, in Heaven your place is received
159 · Jun 2023
CTE
PhiWrit Jun 2023
CTE
If I had a dollar for every time I couldn't sleep
I could buy a Lot and finally read a book in peace
every time a star dies it leaves a black hole
no matter how far you fly you never escape its pull
what is life when you bleed your memories
while you watch your brain atrophy
my woman keeps asking me why I don't act like me
I'd answer happily if I wasn't busy patching me
my first decade was **** torture and abuse
the next the latter but for being a Jew
the third I've spent crippled and contused
my only hope is I don't end the next confused
this life's a joke that's perpetually reused
cutting me off at the knees brings the audience glee
my mind is a one armed blind engineer trying to steer a multi-dimensional steam engine by sound and heat.

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