Black Poetry : Poetry poeticly

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Da break through
poetry clash in tunes
with the emotions of
the inner mind dat spread
with feelings untouched
spraying the artery of deep
impulse with the facts , fiction
and mental journey of the
artist as the poem is created
from the creators hand in
billions of words twisting on the
sweep of the tongue laid to
canvas and the moment it touch
da pad a new birth of life is born
it's express wit all walks of it's
label a very unique junction
poetry is what we see , know & feel
taps at the door from
anger , greed , sadness, hope, wishies
love, happiness , faith , wisdom, pain
joy , knowledge , desires , a common
ground of mixture poeticly clashing
together
poetry is of heart & soul
the love u hold
how u lone to unfold
and make wave in warmth from cold
it has a existance to express self
in forms of facts & friction
yet a gift of understanding
poetry is a poem that's a scribe
poeticly from the mental mind
and deep thoughts of the day
into what can be tomorrow and
taps inside of yesterday news
it also covers other great needs
of the heart , mind , body & soul
caress , comfort , release to
strike stress it's common yet
skillful and a venture of creation
of a poet poetry poeticly ...........
 
within a poets mind
set the begin of a art form
that no other can create
one of a kind...dip and dip big
releasing a blast of a bliss
like ya very first kiss....
exhale and be taken in
as the flow hit the fingers the groove begins
and the ink seeps through
a masterpiece spreads to the canvass
power my words
placing them in order
as poetic justice begins....
How does poetry becomes the poet’s soul?
been here before......

Poetry within a vison
masterpiece
ART in a form of words....
intertwined together
let me take you there....
a flow that takes you in
and relaxes the soul
lifts the spirit...
hold on now.....
places a smile on ya face
writing at my pace
doin my thang....
let me take ya there...
inside a poets mind is a place only
they can go as the mix of words
come to a twist and release


well this what ya mean i just wanted to write...
 
Poet's poem is a poet's soul
It don't GET no deeper than that.
I flow from the depths of my soul, struggle to give a message
Take my bow and take off my hat
Poetry for me can NEVER be a show
You ask...how can you know?
For you cannot look into my my eyes
And see such a serious glow.
But lo,
and behold my friends, poetry is my drug
The one that makes me climb from depression
Keep haters guessin and give phony people hugs
But I am drugged
In a blissful state of mugged
emotions laced with PCP and acid dreams
Picturing what it would be if I
were a queen
Maybe in the next scene.
But right now since I still grieve for a life
that I couldn't hold on earth
I pray to God for some kind of rebirth
Kinda like a reincarnation
Maybe a sensual celebration.
Nah, a medival meditation:)
For only poetry can release the tears off my throat
That are now threatening to choke.
Please it's private don't provoke
Or gossip or make stupid jokes....
Poetry is my girl
She is the center in my world....
Guiding my hand to form the letter
To flow the stanza, make some people feel better
Poetry.....
is the red in my pink
 
yes sistah a poet
is unique and meek
in wayz of creation
to the art poeticly
expressin the inner
depth of the soul
as it lay upon the
dry paper from the
wet ink a new birth born
every poet art is different
yet the same as it's
sprayed to canvas
and flow in creative

dat's a poet indeed
upon the wake up
to write poetry ....
 

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