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The World of Undiscovered Poets: David Cardenas

Updated on June 14, 2013
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One of the basics of poetry is rhyme. Rhyming in poetry is pretty common, because most beginners associate poetry with rhyme. As time goes by, people start experimenting with other forms of non-rhyming poetry, but once in a while you come across a person who seeks to become a rhyme master.

The hardest thing about rhyming poetry is to get a message across using only words that rhyme. Unless you have a limitless vocabulary of rhyming words, it is extremely difficult to express a complete thought in rhyme. The other problem is avoiding overly used rhyming combos, because it tends to make your poetry sound tacky.

Despite the drawbacks of this basic form of poetry, there are some poets who have mastered it quite well. The poet I would like to introduce you to today is a rhyming master, and has built quite a collection of rhyming poetry.

David Cardenas

Born in Corpus Christi, Texas, David Cardenas grew up in a town small enough for parents to let their kids play outside, but big enough that those kids could have big dreams. David’s dream was to be a lyricist. By 7th grade, David Cardenas had his first chance when a friend asked him to write lyrics for a band. David happily agreed, and soon discovered just how liberating poetry was. Feeling like an outcast most of his life, David Cardenas used poetry as his outlet. He poured his emotions out with his pen, and erased the negativity they made him feel.

In 1993 David was introduced to the group Counting Crows. The lead singer Adam Duritz with his lyrical skills became a big influence on David’s writing. Later on David would go on to discover other lyrical masterminds like Eminem, which evolved his rhyming skills even further, till he became the poet that he is today.

David Cardenas has made many contributions to the poetic world. He is the founder of the poetry group Lyrical Assassin’s Brotherhood, and back when MySpace was all the rage, The L.A.B. grew an immense following. Today the L.A.B. is still going strong on Word Press and Facebook, and David’s inspiration for writing poetry is to help other lost souls discover their inner strength, through lyrical content. Here is an original poem from David:


Battery Operated Dreams

By D-Cipher


My dreams are battery operated, I’m obligated

To expose the lies and the truth they confiscated

It’s complicated, as I pick the lock and break these cages

And shake these sages, who taught through the ages

Afraid of changes, shook from death wages

So, I’m ripping up pages; bringing up hooks and phrases

Lullabies get passed, just to pacify your looks and gazes

Searching for my jet pack, recharge the sun, just to get back

Into the light, I’m in the present, but no I ain’t gift wrapped

I ignite high into the heavens, just so you won’t forget that

Life is worth living and giving; move past the riff raff

Cross the coke lines, open up your nose, but don’t whiff crack

Do it before ignorant catz pull their fist back and guns go click clack

Life is so mismatched, even strapped it’s hard to find where you exist at

House of a thousand corpses, surrounded by apocalyptic horses

White, red, black and pale forces, to late for changing courses

Bring in the reinforcements, stay straight, no naming sources

Body bags piled to the ceiling from the forfeits and remorses

I walk these streets, surrounded by straight faces and zombies

Deep in my dreams, I’m pulling cords where fate and bombs meet

Religious zealots and hellion who can’t wait, they gone deep

Tying to take my faith, but they hate that the anointing is on me

And I’m recharging imaginations, exposing death and strife

Carving into each nation, exploding with the sweet breath of life

I’m elevating; I’m high above reloading in the dead of night

Illuminating, decoding the programs to get you out your bed and fight

Now that you’re charged up, the rest is up to you…


To hear a sample of David's lyrical skills click the link below:

Your Dead by David Cardenas


As you can see David Cardenas is quite adept with his rhymes, and you can look forward to bigger and better things for this poet. In the next few months David plans to release his first book. He also has several musical projects in the works. David's future is bright, but you have the chance to discover him before he blows up. Visit the links below to discover David Cardenas:


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      Poetic soultress 5 years ago

      Epic, jose you.doing an awesome job

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      Marcela Arnaut 5 years ago

      David, then feel free to stop by and visit my hubs any time. I always look forward to feedback from other writers.

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      MarshaNelson 5 years ago

      BlackPhoenix ... you crack me up!

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      David Cardenas 5 years ago

      Thank you very much Marcela. I believe we are great if we allow our soul to do the writing. I would love to read you work.

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      David Cardenas 5 years ago

      I approve the above mention by Black Phoenix. Honestly, it has always been my pleasure to be blessed with some of the most diverse writers on the planet.

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      Jose Velasquez 5 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      Too funny. Whats up Black Phoenix.

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      BlackPhoenix 5 years ago

      I don't care much for that David character. He's full of hot air! Just kidding. David and I go so far back. His poetic styles ad love for the word is always and inspiration for many poets. It has always been an honor with working with him from our MySpace days. And I will continue to support him in every way. (this message was paid for and sponsored by David Lucky Lefty Cardenas, just kidding) lol

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      Jose Velasquez 5 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      Marcela, I am very passionate about teaching the world to appreciate poetry. We all have poetry in our hearts and it's up to us to make it heard.

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      Marcela Arnaut 5 years ago

      I really enjoyed reading all of this, especially since I enjoy writing mostly rhythmical poetry. I highly enjoyed reading about David Cardenas and also reading some of his original work. It's great to be able to learn from others and to be able to share the love for lyrics and poetry. It also gives me higher hope that one day I'll also be able to come through and have my own style of poetry appreciated. Thanks for sharing!

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      David Cardenas 5 years ago

      Awww, thank you Marsha for the kind words. I am honored by your friendship.

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      MarshaNelson 5 years ago

      David Cardenas is my mentor when it comes to writing. I am constantly amazed at what he and his pen put together. His ink runs deep and makes a person think about life, it's challenges, the dark side and oftentimes how to overcome great obstacles. It's an honor to know you, David. Please continue to bless us all with your God-given talents. ~Marsha Nelson

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      David Cardenas 5 years ago

      I am Alive

      By David Cardenas

      Last night I had a dream I died and no one cried; I mean no one

      I simply faded away as all eyes were focused on the cold sun

      My mouth permanently closed, but still I was producing poetry

      Thoughts raw and exposed, influencing all those who wrote with me

      Last night I had a dream that I died, but no one broke their pencils

      Instead pens were picked up as flows were traced out like stencils

      Souls whispered to each other, arriving to a single conclusion

      We are all sisters and brothers declaring a Lyrical Revolution

      In my dream, my flesh was buried deep within the ink of a poet

      Splattering beautiful colors in rhyme and rhythm for all to hold it

      Painting scenes of life, love and laughter with every line written

      Outlining death, leaving it captured; freeing it for the living

      Nobody mourned, and in my dream not a single eye wept for me

      My life was a verse completed, fulfilling a preconceived destiny

      Unknown and forgotten maybe, I let the earth take the rest of me

      No longer the main dish, but now, simply part of a verbal recipe

      That was passed down from one generation to the next

      Exceeding expectation as spoken word flowed from the chest

      Rolled in from the west; entering your brain leaving you blessed

      Reigniting internal fires as literary scholars continued their quests

      A dissipation of my flesh, but my dreams were sown into hearts

      Circulating regions of the world never visited, but still igniting sparks

      In my dream, every poet I knew rejoiced and poetry blossomed and thrived

      I may no longer be the voice but in each written word, I am alive

      I had a dream I died and no one cried for me; I mean no one...

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      David Cardenas 5 years ago

      I thank God everyday for giving my words life. I appreciate the support. Here is a poem I wrote:

      Battery Operated Dreams

      By D-Cipher

      My dreams are battery operated, I’m obligated

      To expose the lies and the truth they confiscated

      It’s complicated, as I pick the lock and break these cages

      And shake these sages, who taught through the ages

      Afraid of changes, shook from death wages

      So, I’m ripping up pages; bringing up hooks and phrases

      Lullabies get passed, just to pacify your looks and gazes

      Searching for my jet pack, recharge the sun, just to get back

      Into the light, I’m in the present, but no I ain’t gift wrapped

      I ignite high into the heavens, just so you won’t forget that

      Life is worth living and giving; move past the riff raff

      Cross the coke lines, open up your nose, but don’t whiff crack

      Do it before ignorant catz pull their fist back and guns go click clack

      Life is so mismatched, even strapped it’s hard to find where you exist at

      House of a thousand corpses, surrounded by apocalyptic horses

      White, red, black and pale forces, to late for changing courses

      Bring in the reinforcements, stay straight, no naming sources

      Body bags piled to the ceiling from the forfeits and remorses

      I walk these streets, surrounded by straight faces and zombies

      Deep in my dreams, I’m pulling cords where fate and bombs meet

      Religious zealots and hellion who can’t wait, they gone deep

      Tying to take my faith, but they hate that the anointing is on me

      And I’m recharging imaginations, exposing death and strife

      Carving into each nation, exploding with the sweet breath of life

      I’m elevating; I’m high above reloading in the dead of night

      Illuminating, decoding the programs to get you out your bed and fight

      Now that you’re charged up, the rest is up to you…

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      Dr Funom Makama 5 years ago from Europe

      Great work... I am also one of the world's greatest undiscovered Poets, but I am mapping out a strategy for the world to acknowledge and recognize me... Just watch out... Nice work friend.