Black Poetry : What is love?

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    Love is the question
    that asks us
    why?
     
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    LOVE IS A WORD THAT IS USED OFTEN BUT NEVER TRUELY MEANT,LIKE A RAINBOW IN THE SKY THAT IS HARD TO DESCRIBE IT'S A EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER LIKE THE WAVES IN THE OCEAN,LIKE WHEN YOU CATCH THAT PERFECT WAVE THE FEELING CAN NOT BE EXPLAINED,LOVE IS AN EMOTION THAT IS SO SO DEEP THAT IF YOU TRUELY FIND IT THEN IT'S YOURS TO KEEP.....
     
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    it is a feeling inn deed signed owned pleasingly appealing evoking true magickal experiences spoken word passionate effectively becoming habitual believing is seeing the formal transformation accepted of the masses contemplating risks tides slide swish slow so sown soak soap zone two folk roller coasting up and down all around up against your wall painted crushed solid untouched empty studded flushed electric inside sparking the whole house of highs it's the ride from the bottom of crevices cuff and tucked jiggling cause laughter giggled once upon ah time as rhyme riddle off this planet reunited again addictive grew titan tighten tied wrists of rope blindfolded wanna sound off stark dark x out stretched out moon shining across the bed squarish or rectangular decision i'm standing there with my finger to my top lip don't whisper not one sexy theme or even dream of the vibrating screams rating unknown beep beep whose out the window peeking through my indoor blackhole situation sensual intimate lingo me know you vue do oooo wow bondage holding thickness may weather bee styles plunging miles from the jump never oddly felt the dip one eye peeping hole seeing who is it i'm knocking silently just turn around body rocking pebbles bouncing nerves shockingly simmered untied free why you in control just to behold another position most gifted pretty feet of soles tale lines softly shedding past influences clogged but written journals period all your sentences of conquest loving attest to strive all the way guest with class bow down on all fours two bang pile froggy oops my goodness or should we say oh my goddess boomboomboom how sexual endeavors indulge smells up spacious capacity sweetly musk mushy sudden bubbling compact action splashing gladly climax maximum minimum attraction involved revolving our movement around the world as another planet turns passing special exits glistening yearn burn me up fiery uncut clasping hands grabbing air pushing up pressing our luck strengthening sensation emancipating relations hating kisses that don't bring on compassionate projection of everlasting neverending no pretending arising perfection deeply ocean drowned me once soul two keep fell asleep during the late night creek one two three four five six seven eight nine ten what is love with a question mark at the end yields nothing but time and space two elevate what couldn't be heard thought process comes out only third fun nose to nose games rubbing tips exchanging energies felt underneath quilts made innocently fore our underground trip knees up this is it juggling relaxation swiveling serving from our hips hopping clocking no time in motion existing only focusing only about that next mocha momentum movie grand opening about what is love cuddling our secretly rose petals heated water moist daydreams submarine missiles gushing through suds....geah what is love? dang i forgot....


    (Diary of a Black Man)
     
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    They say love love love,
    but no love love love is returning,
    sow how do you expect any love to be?
    These people are senseless and one way road minded,
    Compile at the dead end demanding love indirectly and passively,
    Oh give this and that love and everything will be alright,
    Oh he and she is not love cause we are so they gotta go,
    Oh i'm supreme but over who though?
    Your enemy? Cause your enemy is saying the same thing.
    And when the females ain't stopping nothing to teach,
    Like they suppose too to their children and nurture ill mindsets,
    Then what you expect? Seriously...what do you expect?
    Oh you expect a miracle of the divine you been praying for,
    Oh did you receive the answer finally?
    Or did it leave you too look alike?
    So what's love got to do with it?


    (Diary of a Black Man)
     
  6. BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    To me it is undefined,
    i asked the birds all the time,
    i feel the flowers touch,
    i smell air still,
    pistils are seen clear,
    still there is no explanation of love.

    To me it is undefined,
    yes the syllables vibrate to ears,
    the tongue lifting tip to mouth's roof,
    out comes unknown spoken,
    defined by several to endless authors written,
    still none has defined it specifically to capture its essence.

    To me it is undefined,
    emotions are less words enabled,
    emotion itself is labeled,
    i cannot feel what a woman feels,
    neither can i feel totally ill,
    but my will is a word though what is love?

    To me it is undefined,
    when i sleep it is no time,
    alone in somewhere suspended,
    aware constantly sometime erections are risen,
    awaken feeling harder than most kind,
    in the shower water steams sighs,
    before i die physically i wish to know,
    what is love.

    (Real Poetry)
     
  7. BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    I have a strong desire,
    must you be hatred,
    see me passionately,
    do we combine sadly,
    when game expresses rotten,
    she got you loving,
    and so what is love?

    I have a strong desire,
    degrees are flames,
    degrees are frostbite,
    degrees are mathematics,
    degrees are temperant,
    degrees guide calligraphy,
    degrees sparks lust,
    yet and still what is love?

    (Real Poetry)
     
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    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    Music clashes,
    music is divided,
    music is lush,
    music is profound,
    music is robust,
    music is rotation,
    music is rush,
    music is slow,
    by the fireplace,
    flames on low,
    spirits are high,
    do the touches,
    upon our skin,
    make you feel love?
    What is love?

    (Real Poetry)
     
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    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    All around the world,
    i asked her while dining in restaurants,
    she might be strolling on the streets in london,
    she might be walking on the streets in charlotte,
    she might be walking on the streets in columbia,
    she might be walking on the streets in san diego,
    she might be walking on the streets in district of columbia,
    she might be riding high off of life in bethesda,
    she might be riding high off of life in montgomery,
    she might be riding high off of life in los angeles,
    and they all speak differently of love,
    my survey says love is undefined,
    based on the intelligence of the individual,
    collectively no-one knows,
    and fore me i still search with reason and heart,
    i will never find love,
    love hides like the phantom in the nights,
    love shows brightly blinding eye sightless,
    moon what is love?

    (Real Poetry)
     
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    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    Is it light underneath,
    the lamp shade,
    bulb of thought,
    roundness of feel,
    glass of hues,
    fulfillment of brightness,
    shadow surrounded,
    texture of softness,
    roughness of courses,
    a lesson with a twist,
    click once then click again,
    turned on eyes acknowledge,
    off is knowledge and wisdom,
    but what holds the lamp upright?
    Is it love?
    Crystal ball that is clear,
    what is love?

    (Real Poetry)
     
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