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I'm Lejon Mumford from Detroit Michgan. I'm 17 about to be 18 on Nov 28th. I love writing poetry and I actually started after my father passed away in December of 2006. I wrote a poem in his Obituary that i thought was really good, and it took me three months to write again and my baby inspired it in march when i wrote a poem about my father on the internet. It sparked a lot of comments on Facebook so i pretty much have been writing ever since. Although since then my writing abilities have grown and using my two favorite rappers (Eminem, Lupe) I have pulled inspiration from their lyrics time and time again. Oh and i really have gotten alot of inspiration out of Linkin Park also. When I write I'm able to become any one, which means it's a different point of view thus my name becomes Notion because I am a living concept or depiction of everything when I'm holding my pen.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Atlantis


In solitude, where I can hug my shadow
When he talks to me, my ears widen
Because my trust is inside hiding and we have to talk him out
that’s why my Other lures me here
Because to control the whole being is key

And once I give him the key
He strolls through Atlantis at will
Until he is crowned it’s king, standing tall
Stilling our ears, and sleeping on our trust
Using all the strength we give and muster up

But it doesn’t matter,
My touch will become bigger and badder
The way they curl up in corners
Stilling paper to get there voices heard
Beating the walls with fists full of writers block

Cuz if they couldn’t touch pads the where would we be
All of me trapped inside
Without an inlet to plug out to
I think that would end me and all my senses
that’s why Atlantis is covered by my many trenches

All that gets in is feelings not people
And if they do
Their eyes would pile with the rest, because this extent
Is past human imagination
And I’ll welcome them to Atlantis, my special way

This is my place to leave you all
Just for a while, it’s my high, my addiction, my escape
My painting half night half day
Where my creations live
And words action like verbs

And adjectives compliment the way they live
Since you can’t fathom
I’ll proceed deeper and deeper into this sea
Until you look in my eyes and can’t see me, with my pen
Like a Siren of Atlantis, bringing me home

7 comments:

Brosreview said...

Ah, well done, you!!! This is fantastic!!! Easily one of your best works!!! Keep them coming!!!

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L.Alexandra said...

Wow...i usually dont read poetry anymore but your poems are some of the illest!

Couture Carrie said...

Really engrossing poem... Keep up the fab work!

Added you to my art & design blogroll, btw!

xoxox,
CC

Notion said...

thank you all and an extra thanks to you Carrie

Ms. Butta-fly said...

seriously engrossing like Carrie said. you're gifted for sure.

Your work is very inspiring.

Notion said...

thanks