Inside My Mind
sought through ivy pinions away from its climb
on a plate of grass will follow
such as a room nor equated place you shall go
stand here complete bump past the window
find an old lady in shawl
hoodlum at the knees
shadow beneath buried...
thoughts of Rin Tin Tin
shallow peaks that stink
fall away from me
the clearance way from me;
within its love set free
shallow road where Chinese man pee
Blood on the marquee
water within the base of the tree
hoping someday my sweet would so kindly marry me...
Well at first we touch the magic chord to let go of all patient attribute. The embark to belong side of the touch of poetic success...listen, learn & burn.
come closer to me a cousin to be
crawled beneath the trees;
a bag of potato beneath the wind blows
the time for better chemistry
each of us gives in from a faithful friend,
Watch through the beaten tower
We give in way to soon...
This Newest piece, "The utmost for his highest."
covers all known bases to fuel the fan in
look deeper in the reunion,
sort of like a Flash Gordon experience
throughout the torn message
Black woods behind the old house,
In front a sloping field of oats;
Above a cloud curves in soft sky
like a silver ball, centered
against the cloud, beating with
Severe, painful clarity...,
The wing of the wounded swan
Below on the old wooden balcony
A youg man with white hair
his face the...
there are many reasons...
solve the puzzle
he is caught off guard
Venus Beach frisbee way out of reach;
my heart as to remove the proper skill
we need each friend to find the robot;
reaching into dream relax,
an attempt to be brought all to theme condition
Love is between a measured chrono-connection, having a quantum thread of memories between lives extending into the infinity of eternity. No matter what is the timing of life, love never dies to the end.
Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich
1. The most terrible thing in love is that it is not given to you in life to know who really is your second half. And even if you find it, then you cannot be sure that your love for all your eternity will love you, as it may simply abandon you because of some trifle.
2. Cupid is a cross-eyed...
How is it that we weren't destined to be?
I mean....the intensity...the frustration...the passion....the unspoken but yet well understood feelings that we share. How could that be mistaken for anything other than what it is?!
How is it that even when your far away i can feel you deep inside my...
Sorry if this text have any mistakes, i had some problems with translation, i just study english language.
My new hot love poem for all black girls and mullato girls (light brown girls)
Me pulls to you ..... so strongly attracted to you
color of your skin so sexy, erotic, and very attractive...
beneath the rubble throughout
tumble thimble want to bee
sought through of curtain wanna be
circle through the defiance years to see
pudding in the cup just wait and see
there look at parting vestibules in there distance
I exist as a vapor then I am no more
yesterday is a given day...
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...
In the early Spring peeps begin to sing after the radiothaws
a message of hope to help you cope comes into view
vested as a treasure that's inside of me and you
love has a funny way of showing to where you are reallygoing
used to be a head of the class as if a clown no one wantedme around
Its been a long time coming but I know a change gonna come...
Not defeated... conquered all standing in the front line of the next battle.
Battle of self awareness, spiritual awareness...
The caress of heavens voice upon my ears... his imprint upon my heart
and his spirit dwelling...
Signs them signs every where you look there's signs inside my mind
outside my window taking you places you need to take a hold of don't you see
like renting a car down by the nearby bar when you had far too much to drink
places that you need to grow fond of beide the lavender hue beside the...
Most modern writers lack the skill and drive to possess our minds for very long. I want to be driven to think and having done so, realize another step in my life's dream
EmilyDickinson is one of my favorite writers as is Walt Whitman, different yet both tough the inner soul so resolutely
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 history...
the water lies beneath a brook under a bridge
their are frogs under the embankment
among the marsh there’s a sloppy mess
twisted chords of ivory line the trussle
i stand alone frightened but yet alive intact
this is the dream I had among fallen elf drop soup bowls
filled with the residue of...
With physical illness a way of mitigating the problem. With mental illness there may be side effects like ticks or even more severe symptoms but can they always be reliably traced back to the root cause? It is no good thinking the problem is all in the mind, it may be but what can be done to...
scattered during these quiet moments left to realize its inner source to blend
out of illusion or a parted quest friend to cling to...,
a partner's quest
his kiss throws ya
chased behind a spinning wheel
be mine forever as the magic grim
bury me deep inside...