Black Poetry : The Moon is PURPLE

[Da Street So'ja]

The moon is purple
It’s all love
There’s no curfew
People won’t try to hurt you
Talk behind your back
And curse you

Purple is the moon
She got ya
Muffins in the morning
Laughs in the afternoon
Don’t be consumed
Don’t make an a$s out of you and assume
That’s that NY state mind
Give her room
Now she chat too
Catch her in the boom boom

This ain’t the color purple for your FYI
But it’s all the same as time passes by
Trying to catch all the fun as the time flies
And the moon is purple and you wonder why

The moon is purple for a reason
Purple is in season
Not hurting but pleasing
She’s called PURPLEMOONS
So other than that

It’s has a deeper

Meaning

©MVIII

lol

 

[PurpleMoons]

awww Brother, thats so sweet! I'm speechless!

I....aaa....well...ugh....Will you marry me?

Thank you Brother So'ja!

 

[watzinaname]

A warm, endearing poem for a special Sister indeed.

 

[4EVERLUV]

So'ja:
Now how sweet are YOU!
Very sweet I see....
I knew it ....I knew it.......


purple and So'ja sitting in the tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G........
yall know the rest...lol


Much Luv

 

[PurpleMoons]

So'ja:
Now how sweet are YOU!
Very sweet I see....
I knew it ....I knew it.......


purple and So'ja sitting in the tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G........
yall know the rest...lol


Much Luv

Sister 4EVERLUV

He doesn't know whats next......yet.