Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by ASHANTA, Mar 5, 2004.
sis.....u bringing it tyteeeeeeeeeeeeee
Pray for me my king that I may touch a soul it may not be very inviting
but the price of wisdom is gold. I am just the messenger many may feel it is not pretty, but my mission is to teach and the rest is to the soul.
likes this flow
tight drop indeed
blessings my sister angel and thank you for your comment.
rE: TO ASHANTA
Your poems are most insightful
deep deep sometimes they reflect me
and I think theres a poet watching
and I say to my self being observed is frightful!
Oh my beloved brother fear not the source the spirit that sings its own song,
the eyes that speak beyond the soul. I am nothing the spirit that flows through you flows through me. Oh what a bitter taste when the windows come without frames. The heart speaks as the heavenly father begins to speak through you and I. Many sad moments when the soul mate lives in silence waiting to be united with the equally yoke.
my sister much love on this scribe
may i quotearken through florescence of lights
A color that has no reflection within
the morning and night."
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