rip through their rip currants follow through its mast,
heart of fashion table in there waste
look at the eagles swerving threough ther sky
a peril of beneath look out in our need,
well conceived comforter pause to believe
ther loudest exchange of blood
carry on..share & love
for the day I ignite those even tears to calm all fears along heaven's shore
to think along Willow's Peak a calm to think a fellow preached love's lost
my mind is clearer now minus the frown stay vacant to its call the know it all
search within captivated by a smile state the ignite...
My hot love poem from my heart and soul for all black girls mulattos girls
All over the world
Adore black girls there are my hot love passion. Please say your oppinion. I hope you will like it.
Juicy, sweet, hot chocolate skin...black girls are black goddess
Sexy black girls For guys and men...
with gale in sight
past dream to flight
fly away...as a bird to weight
silence as Bob Geldof muttered
where cash is king
a hero sings
Live Aid pleads
the mustard seed
be a good hero for those who bleed
sharp as a needle playing second...
a blast of whiskey the summon of the king to appear
a real encounter with Elvis & Zepplin,
from the early 70's sparks a calm to remedy
three at the bar forced to civality..,
under thick chains received
band was on the run kissing cousins all so much fun
these are the years sparked by...
Christmas is for midgets spread out in a given circumstance,
focus...view...take notice a chord of given chance you guess
success...in view of restraint...artist doth paint, hero's faint
demonstrate, a clear episode to make salt Peter will fade
grab a hold of the mystery smile want in praise of...
I'm planning a day of Rage
But no worries I'm here on my own
So only a few bare walls
Will feel the wrath of my tongue
I've thought about grievances to bare
I'm going all out for cliché and rhetoric
When do I want it? I want it now!
So I'd best hurry up and be quick.
It'll do me the world of...
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Prairie In My Pocket
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO
GOT ME PLACES TO GO
SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING
SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
I know years to know used to being with your...
In a torn branch that was withered in the wind
A silence errodes its beckoning call
With a silver dollar tossed in a pool
It often pays to stay focused then to lose your cool
The one that has no faith in God will lose
Ronnie James Dio was the first ever to address the rule
For his was the...
Today I sit on the pinnacle of trust knowing that my poems will reach the masses
I look past all the critics who claim," Your not good enough to be a poet".
Put my thinking cap on and hold to the words of Tennyson and Pond.
Very often on poetry sites in particular the critics can make you feel...
Stars, crisp in the deep plot
pulling off, late snow clouds
The river lets loose the carp,
coughs beneath its frozen part
Drippings on the roof hit the gutter
Ice branches ripped off in wind are waterborne
In the house, a rim of cheese is quiet
There is a chunk of lard...
The premise of my newest poetic piece reaches out to a woman suffering from bipolar disease she grows ill.
Further, realizes that life is short by listening to a beautiful song then gets touched by nature in the form of a butterfly...,
The woman reached out with everything in her very being to...
I hung a painting of one of John Hyland's best
nestled in the fabricated forest of unrest
I dwell beneath the sod of circumstance
unaiding the way seems hard & fierce
through the waves of reason,
it maybe the changing of the seasons
a true artist paint his heart in its piece
captivated with a...
God's power works best in my weakness
God pours out himself by the holy spirit
my faith makes me whole in spirit, soul & body
I empty my mind of all thoughts except for the thought of God
God's infinite love and grace is what gives me life
i will give thanks to theLord for his mercy...
when in Spring when couples proclaim a reason for being
in grand gardens of cashmere quality
there is a path we so often will tread
loving thoughts inside my head
with music in my bed
Satin sheets with an aroma of Lavender mist
a hero I will kiss getting caught up in the mix
like a soldier...
Spin Master II
Da tre come wit may to play o.k.
got these beats to the streets waiting on my peeps
through loose loop holes sipping through wooden soup bowls here we go
bust out the beat to promote it's tempo take you to clear places we know
shore to shore we do our best to stay away from dat...
light the lamp that holds my heart to frolic in the given ambiance
beautiful personifications of love fresh from up above transcends
columns of pillars alligned in vast formation sets a heart a glow
the visitation of angelic footsteps aligned at heaven's door to explore so much more
desperate times leads to desperate measures wth whom do you treasure
we mix words in the street still trying to repeat moving ahead to the walking dead
a canopy of dreams inside of me together you will see a whole of of brevity
he ain't heavy he's my brother cruising down the avenue in full...
can't sleep got these two in my mind a surreal moment caught in the nature of time
Pac from the East coast rolling with the holy ghost up in the crib a reason to forgive
Smalls west coast boogy down with the socks that homeboy do think a lot give props
they both met so don't forget that rap...