Black Poetry : Searching for Dorian

[Amun-Ra]

Flipping past old memories, I saw him; young and handsome
standing with his hand artfully slipped into his pocket,
strong, self-confident and assured.
He had that self-satisfied look bordering on arrogance,
but it was only determined confidence and knowledge.

The determination; jaw set, solid as tempered steel,
impressed, my admiring eyes watched wondering
where was Dorian Gray these days, and why he had
disappeared before the painting dried.

As the must of old pages flipped past my nose,
I was taken by all the images my eyes didn't see,
the ones where everything is so clear and honest,
and I wondered, whatever happened to me?

 

[blakverb]

Amun-Ra,

I admire your skills. that's all I can say anything else would discount my sincerity.

one love, blak

 

[Amun-Ra]

Thanx!

I thank you very much. It is often good to go back and remember who we are and remember where we are going.

Amun-Ra

 

[$$RICH$$]

Ra...YA WISDOM OF TODAY KNOWS
THE KNOWLEDGE OF YESTERDAY
YO FLOW IS MY TEACHING OF YESTERYEARS
I LIVE IN THEM....GOOD TO REMEMBER
WHERE WE STARTED AND WHERE WE R GOING

 

[Amun-Ra]

From the Past

My blast from the past--Sometimes we forget who we were--Ra