Black Poetry : Temple

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Desert Storm, Feb 7, 2002.

  1. Desert Storm

    Desert Storm Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Music fills
    My ears

    I hear in between
    The lines
    And see dancing
    Spirits soaring
    From cloud to cloud

    The way people feel
    When they hear
    Their song

    Brings so much
    Contentment
    And self worth

    Music
    Showering

    With
    Beautiful
    Impressions

    Like footprints in the sand

    With the ability to touch
    Ones soul

    And keep your heart
    Dreaming

    And your being can sing
    All that you are
    And you know

    Awaken
    And belong together
    Inside your temple.

    Their I see the truth revealed
    With out a care in the world

    There's no anxiety or stress

    Soothing, Like an ointment
    Smoove,silky, destined to be...

    Destined to be
    Inside my temple

    Born with it
    I was born with it
    And I want to share it the world

    I want to share it you

    Desert Storm
     
  2. Twofish

    Twofish Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    wow - I'm am feeling you on this topic sisterqueen. For real :)
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    woooweeee storm

    dis be tyght and i feel it down to da bone
    gurl i can't wait to hear ya flow in voice:D
     
  4. BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    (fore myself)

    acoustic guitars,
    drums,
    cymbals,
    tambourines,
    sticks,
    flutes,
    upright bass,
    harp,
    88 keys,
    violins,
    cellos,
    bassoon,
    clarinet,
    piccolo,
    saxophone,
    trumpets,
    horns,
    cow bell,
    voices come in,
    then soul comes out,
    no hooks are the same,
    no verses are repeated,
    catered to every soul,
    filled with poetical musekhet,
    the freestyle of jamming,
    the spoken word perceptively,
    let everyday be a temple,
    from projection,
    to physical entrance,
    when you leave,
    i got natural foods,
    those with seeds,
    and some without naturally,
    nuts to oils,
    the fragrance of roses,
    and my other half held tightly,
    i'm possessive,
    but not jealous,
    about real emotion,
    non fatal,
    the time we do have,
    we have to share it,
    twogathered slowly,
    built with a circular truth,
    inside this temple,
    seats meet full circle,
    with a pathway coming out,
    full of life we step! Ordered!!
     
  5. BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    love and equality,
    temple of spirituality,
    inner peace we meet,
    body must sleep,
    unknown is i,
    mystery i share,
    fragments of puzzle,
    the path i go,
    people do not dare,
    but i am willing,
    i am risen,
    reality is my mission,
    eye speech real vision,
    out the temple,
    of manifestation.
     
  6. BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    (fore myself)

    the temple,
    is connected,
    to the word of mouth,
    the sermons i hold,
    is released into the air,
    the commune based on similarities,
    that was configured inside,
    before coming out walking,
    they action into figures,
    give meaning to shapes,
    shapes are nonexistent,
    until word of mouth,
    is displayed out the temple,
    from above so below,
    grace is karma,
    reflection off wavy waters,
    are same as still mirror,
    unfortunately i cannot be silent,
    not in this world called names,
    so i uplift myself little bit higher,
    to write of who is looking up,
    while i am looking down,
    i got a feather and book with ink above,
    he has a feather and book with ink below,
    twogether when we release the feather,
    do they meet?
    depending on the heart,
    i rather be above forever,
    stuffing my pages inside rain's drops,
    splashing droplets of scenes,
    peacefully related created where they lay,
    becoming like god,
    is the journey of no turn back,
    once you go through those doors,
    you can't get out,
    with no password,
    no bodies in sight,
    just you and darkness,
    which is yourself as mystery,
    ask the owl if you don't believe me.
     
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