Black Poetry : Dying in the desert

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  1. AACOOLDRE

    AACOOLDRE Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Dying in the Desert

    Stranded without a boat on an Island
    All alone in the sand of these deserts
    It’s essential I find and locate the 1st element
    And gather all drops of moisture
    Before I die dried up like a raisin from love

    I will not kill the creeping scorpions
    I must follow them wherever they go because they drink too
    They can aide me in my survival; even though their food
    But for now I must have a cold, sweet and juicy well

    Finally the full moon was bright
    Which helped to create clouds of moisture
    Shaped like a female walking
    She was switching like ocean waves

    My tongue floated on top of her
    I encircled her deep blue sea
    I swam into the torrent
    And I died drowning in her love

    I took too much water in at once
    I wasn’t balanced in thy thirst

    By Andre Austin


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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    yessss! the flow

    the picture u painted
    took me there beside u
    and i thirst no more..........well done poet !
     
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    QUINCHING THE THIRST

    While in search for the element 1rst
    come to the well at the oasis
    and quinch thy thirst
    and thirst no mo forever...
    Blessings fellow scribe! Just felt the flow
    and had to go....
    with LOVE,PEACE,PROSPERITY:toast:
     
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