Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Yemoja'sGoddess, Jul 1, 2007.
Removed by choice, thank u for your interest and comments
Telling the tale
of Love gone stale
Heart locked like in a jail
Waiting to Exhale...
You know I'm feeling this one here!
A story that all too many can relate to, penned in that vivid, emotive style that never fails to reach. Penetrating write.
i got my bags packed and my ticket paid for
um you know i know what you are sayin'
and i'm feeling this work hea for real
that's why my bags are packed and my ticket is paid for
ok kids can we say OHIO
Beloved QG YG:
Yes, I'm feeling it.
The energy it takes sometime to wake up from ya slumber. aww, yes living life is ya duty. And the duty must go on.
In order to come to "That" day...all of the "Another day"s are needed and in place.
Every "Another Day" counts, each day carries out the old...and bring in the new.
Heaven will soon surface.
Great piece poet, I've certainly been there.
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