Black Poetry : I'm Creeping

[BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE]

Out of my own darkness solo on the come up...
There were never any evil only confusion and desperation when before i crept...
It rained mercifully upon my hard times sow i grew along revived...
Geah them pressures can't break me even if your impression were sunk into me daily...
Geah them pressures can't touch my soulful efforts affording only the deep...
Geah from your left brain to the right I came two hook you up further than you expected...
Don't test what you couldn't handle or end up in wrecklessness...
Don't test how your knowledge came if you ain't capable of explaining it...
Don't test your brain when your heart ain't pumping neither are your lungs...
There were never any good only confusion and desperation when after i crept...
In my own light unselfish solo on the come up...
I'm creeping....


(Diary of a Black Man)

 

[BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE]

Before I bloom,
I soak up,
Never me die,
Keep me going,
I am one,
Their are two,
Who are you?
Where you from?
How you doing?
When is death?
Ask the reaper,
As the sower,
Never fold up,
I got gain,
The higher self,
From the one,
To the two,
In the third,
Outer sight plane,
I know trinity,
I think infinity,
I smell intuitively,
Eye see peace,
Let me rest,
Fore my eternity,
I am creeping.


(Diary of a Black Man)

 

[BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE]

My shadow reminds of the past,
When i pray into a meditation,
He prays too knowing all scenes,
When I get uplifted he does too,
Forever I say deeply inside busting,
Further without hands reaching to touch,
I know all is live as well out comes the spoken,
Word is the focus incoming from right hemisphere,
Artistically endeavored mathematically scientific,
Back through the left hemisphere to the right,
And out into mystery the network of nerves,
As the higher self from the top of the tree,
Me need to master I as me completely as prime minister,
Effectively in control absolutely vacuum of future times,
The cause and effect has always been there,
It was the grace and karma evident suspending souls,
The difference between cane and able,
Your inner voice will tell soundfully and thoroughly,
Choices and decisions keep degrees temperant,
I walk outside and nothing is changing and sow,
I transform into what i could be from how i should be,
When i will be into why i will futuristically which is my right,
Expression honestly out the gates soulfully super-higher-consciousness,
And i wish you would too that's why i'm creeping....


(Diary of a Black Man)

 

[BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE]

I still got one wish left,
to be greater than i could be,
tired of being lesser without equality,
geah i can feel the souls struggle with the pain in they eyes,
but we put on masks and sometime blow weed to alleviate pressures,
alcohol makes you feel numb to it all,
i still see those fiends of crack wandering lost than ever,
and it's more muthas going all the way on it,
the pills children keep consuming,
geah the family abuse still happens,
geah the rape victims still coming forward,
geah the murders keep piling up at an alarming rate,
geah the children of the next generations still being taught blindly,
geah but i'mma play my part and go back to heaven,
geah this is fore the struggle of a soul trying to escape the hoax,
geah the game is cold and twisted but forget it though,
geah i be feeling shellshocked sometime from all the memories on repeat,
geah but when you look deeper you find out that there is no reason,
to fear leaving and so therefore i stick my chest out,
ready fore whatever...
cause i don't wanna die a coward...
sow of the higher consciousness,
i will reap my forth coming,
fore the freedom i never had,
and fore someone i can touch wholeheartedly i will,
so i'mma keep creeping to live on,
i ain't scared...naw i ain't scared....


(Diary of a Black Man)