[KOTM] The Dead Emcee Scrolls
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Topic: [KOTM] The Dead Emcee Scrolls
Posted By: Nigma
Subject: [KOTM] The Dead Emcee Scrolls
Date Posted: 23 November 2016 at 3:32am
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The Dead Emcee Scrolls Balance is chaotic Scary, panicked, and exhausting Tear like talons on a falcon And it’s valiance is forgotten Now the clouds are calling all of us, we’ll drink and prevail But the audience is yours now, so sing us your tale Do you see angelic halos or the circles of hell? What deities will save you from these curses and spells? What pain will you be faced with? Is your purpose to fail? You paint it but the shade won’t stain or hurt you, it’s pale.
Nature is a blade displayed with multitudes of edges The vapours are amazing but they’re also brewing tension Basically creating and maintain the halls of Heaven And it aids in the decaying of the slain and fallen denizens ....The strongest weapon registered, it seeks to cull the weak An instance which is infinite; volcanoes hollow peaks Spring-like symptoms present, it’s a tree thats found it’s leaves It’s honest and it’s evident, it needs accounts to breath But gods can fall to pestilence, the leaning pulse of peace Scenes are often seen inside supreme exalted dreams Sawing Z’s, final place you fall when all your yawns proceed The space you take your conscious to learn your raw beliefs Aches and flames run flagrant, murder meat you’ve worked to breed Earthy people hurt each other, urges sprout their burdened beasts Slaughterhouse, perverted priests, don’t work to be devout, I see the Farmers having worker bees to herd the sheep you count to sleep Artists are still earning at the mercy of the crowds they keep Evolving with their purposes, the purity of crowns achieved A thousand leagues beneath lowest sea, there grows a sage Unleash a flow so potent that the seeds will grow in shade It’s soothed into a poem so we read the oceans pages As the branches pass the ashes and the easel pulls us straight Wait... -------------  |
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Posted By: iLL ScriptureZ
Date Posted: 23 November 2016 at 1:42pm
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"Spring-like symptoms present, it’s a tree thats found it’s leaves It’s honest and it’s evident, it needs accounts to breath But gods can fall to pestilence, the leaning pulse of peace Scenes are often seen inside supreme exalted dreams Sawing Z’s, final place you fall when all your yawns proceed The space you take your conscious to learn your raw beliefs" Yeassssss... Sup Nig? You delivered per usual. I have been MIA and I'm glad that the first piece I come back and see is fire. As stated 100x before after feeding your work is that your cadence is just plain retarded. Especially when you bounce those internals back and forth. Really puts you apart from people and gives your pieces a uniqueness. The quoted portion above really got me into this joint. Kudos my friend. |
Posted By: SELF ACTIVATE
Date Posted: 23 November 2016 at 2:49pm
^That's kind of oxymoronic, bro.
^I like the poetic introduction. It somewhat reminds me of a Celtic or Nordic poem, the kind warriors would recite while drinking a splashing pint of mead from a large wooden goblet and eating an oversized turkey leg. lol
^Your schemes are always well constructed, yet also free flowing and liquid. This instance is no different. Also, your diction (per usual) is on point as well. And I can see the correlation between "halos & Hell circles" and how both relate to the topic at hand.
^What is impressive here is not only your imagery, but more so your ability to command your cadence. Not rhyming yourself into a corner or not getting trapped in a never ending rhythmic pattern is actually a hard thing to do whenever you have a slew of mutis and internals present. However, this doesn't seem to be a problem for you Nig, as you effortless jump back and forth to whatever rhyme sound you choose all while maintaining the integrity of your lyrical content.
Here you have given us some abstract imagery that suits the theme well. In addition, the last two lines quoted are a perfect example of liquefied flow.
Lots of great wordplay and social commentary shrouded in poetic language.
That was deep when you really think about it and impressively worded without being overstated. It's the kind of line that has meat on its bone and could be served as food for thought.
*Nods head & snaps*
Nice way to end it. Especially the part about "As branches pass the ashes", that's just great illustration and even better phraseology. In conclusion: This, as expected, was a great entry my dude. I throughly enjoyed both your words and your technique. |
The Dead Emcee ScrollsPosted By: alicewonder
Date Posted: 23 November 2016 at 10:07pm
| I'll give this a thorough breakdown tomorrow. But as it stands, it's some great work. The fact that you took a very different approach compared to the other entries I've seen so far makes this even more intriguing. Glad to see you participating. |
Posted By: alicewonder
Date Posted: 24 November 2016 at 7:32pm
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I don't think I can provide any more insight than Self, but let's see.. Balance is chaotic Scary, panicked, and exhausting Tear like talons on a falcon And it’s valiance is forgotten Now the clouds are calling all of us, we’ll drink and prevail But the audience is yours now, so sing us your tale This is a tremendous opening segment. I loved the scheme you employed here, very consistent yet with a high degree of variety to it, which makes it even more intriguing. The first line is a highlight and I appreciate the contrasts in this section throughout. Do you see angelic halos or the circles of hell? What deities will save you from these curses and spells? What pain will you be faced with? Is your purpose to fail? You paint it but the shade won’t stain or hurt you, it’s pale. I really enjoy the continuation of contrasts here, and the way you incorporate an incredibly smooth scheme is amazing. The 'shade' bit was a great, rather direct imagery, and I appreciate that. Nature is a blade displayed with multitudes of edges The vapours are amazing but they’re also brewing tension Basically creating and maintain the halls of Heaven And it aids in the decaying of the slain and fallen denizens I like how you depict this scenery-like segment as a beautiful reflection of the image on hand. The 'vapours' line was a highlight here. .The strongest weapon registered, it seeks to cull the weak An instance which is infinite; volcanoes hollow peaks Spring-like symptoms present, it’s a tree thats found it’s leaves It’s honest and it’s evident, it needs accounts to breath But gods can fall to pestilence, the leaning pulse of peace Scenes are often seen inside supreme exalted dreams I love your original approach here. The various references depicting both the image and your concept are very well interwoven in this segment. 'Accounts to breath/pulse of peace' were some of the highlights. My favourite segment so far. And I also appreciate the poetic tone and alliteration here. Sawing Z’s, final place you fall when all your yawns proceed The space you take your conscious to learn your raw beliefs Aches and flames run flagrant, murder meat you’ve worked to breed Earthy people hurt each other, urges sprout their burdened beasts Slaughterhouse, perverted priests, don’t work to be devout, I see the Farmers having worker bees to herd the sheep you count to sleep Artists are still earning at the mercy of the crowds they keep Evolving with their purposes, the purity of crowns achieved Damn, the last bar is truly amazing. Something I'd wish to come up with, tbh. I also really liked your incorporation of rather contrasting, but very tangible and real notions, like the 'perverted priests' bit. It's a great continuation of the broader theme of 'differences' in both realities depicted here. A thousand leagues beneath lowest sea, there grows a sage Unleash a flow so potent that the seeds will grow in shade It’s soothed into a poem so we read the oceans pages As the branches pass the ashes and the easel pulls us straight Wait... A beautiful closer. I appreciate the consistency in this, and the 'oceans pages' bit summed it up in a great way. The way you depicted this interactive 'journey' with the 'emcee' scrolling was a very original interpretation of the image, to say the least. Great work. |