Leonell Echa – Page 100 – THE LIBRARY (EB)

Leonell EchaJuly 13, 2018

Emotions would fly, eyes would turn red Hearts would sink in ocean of doubt Friends would go far to turn their back Everything seems smooth with few bread The sun would rise, and go back to bed The moon would shine till it moons out Evil would rise when the day grows black The road […]

Leonell EchaJuly 12, 2018

My dear son, please stay on the right track Be kind, respect all that you meet Obey the words that I’ve said to-day Say thank you when offered a snack. Above the ice life is a brutal smack Rules are different in the street Virtue is what we put on display Vices on the heart […]

Leonell EchaJuly 12, 2018

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Ruddapoet has dropped a single titled “Ode To Fathers” from a collection called Hymns from Mount Athos. This comes after his Handwriting LP. The poem is dedicated to all “fathers” who have done good and who have done bad, and who still keep being ugly despite of having this beauty called life. For the may times […]

Leonell EchaJuly 11, 2018

Beat me, cut me or even shoot me We all won’t leave the world alive The best that i can, all i will give Slaves to self, but we think we’re free. A fight to become a bourgeoisie To the slow rhythm, one must jive And every extra vibe, sieve For every fare there sure […]

Leonell EchaJuly 11, 2018

Writing my story on a new slate. This time without the guilt I feel; of murders I commited in June. My heart was painted black with hate. With my soapy hand I’d masturbate. Then up and down I’d drag my wheel. Filled with shame and guilt; repeating soon. Those demons I could not debate. Then […]

Leonell EchaJuly 10, 2018

There’s a fish in the stream you can’t catch. And it always swims to the edge. Drop the hook and it will eat the bait, Then swim away without a scratch. Once best friends the streets will always snatch; Sometimes I feel like it’s his pledge. The way these youths for their time can’t wait. […]

Leonell EchaJuly 7, 2018

I see you aiming to climb, Plotting your rise, your strive, I see you lifting from the floor, Crawling on pebbles and flying in style, Same you I sipped gin with all night, While we spoke about bringing others down Wishing them bad and making them frown. How about last week Thursday? When we waited […]

Leonell EchaJuly 5, 2018

To love a poet is a trap, Into your strong weakness, they tap, Be a bit careful when they speak, They know how to play around words, Ask me. I’ll call them ‘heartbreak lords’ Their emotions don’t always leak, Even when they’re in love, they hide, Pretending not to care with pride, Try to leave, […]

Leonell EchaJuly 4, 2018

The colour for love is pure red, The cross, then to the grave it lead Red also reads the sign, please stop! But with open arms, and closed eyes We embrace it, till something dies The signals slowly start to drop And we keep waiting for a sign It grows and goes bad unlike wine. […]

Leonell EchaJuly 3, 2018

If we should step on the dance floor, I’ll step on you, make your feet sore, But that’s cos I don’t know how to. I will fill the pot with water And simply wait for your daughter To turn this water into stew. I sing best when I go off key. Ne’re put a ball […]

One for the Road

Virtue and Vice

Download “Ode To Fathers” by Ruddapoet

Standing Tall

This Is My Story

Peculiar Mess (Penkelemes)

Peaks and Mountains

To love a poet

Another Stop Sign

The virtues of amateurism

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground

Seeds

A ditty

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground