This poetry is very emotional, musical, and focuses on attitudes, feelings, and the poet’s state of mind.
Carla I remember when I first saw her, I had prejudice written across my heart I had already formed an opinion about who she was And what she would be to me She didn’t’ even appear as all the rest, I ignored
If I can have you like this forever I would Body so soft press against my wood Drifting me off into a world full of your goods I don’t want to be sober keep me high off of you if you would
The Smoke in Your Eyes… Sometimes I see the fumes, They cloud your eyes Something’s boiling upstairs You feel blocked off to me Your shoulder feels cold And the tension seems old But there it stays with you Sometimes I can’t tell
* YES * With Thighs dipped in Dyes of Henna Design, Eyes of Black Kohl, like polished Rubies with Crystal Shine, Skin of Silk, Soul, and Satin, like Butterfly, Kisses on your Collarbones, Hickies on your Heart is enough to make your
SATIVA REVOLUTIONS floetry by MaNGOD I was conversing with a Motswana, a Mosotho, a Burkinabe and a Nigerien as to whether Africans included the Egyptian and more importantly… What exactly is a doggone African? We gathered Intel by drum rather than internet,
AFFIDAVIT floetry by MaNGOD We submit into evidence, you’ve been charged with slavery posing as a country, conspiracy to enslave My constituents permanently or be subjected to a death penalty You stand accused of the crime of capitalism, a vile and insidious
Why I spit? They say I have word play Naw I just let words play on white sheets and keyboards Like kids on playscapes Wild and free Raw like open wounds Waves of mental peroxide Pour it on, First, it foams
SIMPLY PUT collaboration by MaNGOD & Poetess Elle McLin ~MaNGOD~ I miss you I miss your smile I miss your laughter I miss the jokester in you I miss how you used to look at me… think of me, react to my
Love & Revolution I wanted to love love like 1776 Revolution of hearts Waging war on battle grounds, Blissfully Declaring independence Breaks from fields of nightmares Revolutionary Fireworks as heartbeats Lighting skies Sights set on a beautiful mark I fear
SHITUATIONS floetry by MaNGOD They killed a cop in Bmore… They still haven’t caught his murderer The day before he was to testify against corrupted cops, an anonymous “stranger” got the drop on this seasoned cop and popped some hot ones in
PRECOGNITION floetry by MaNGOD I spotted the sails on the big waters and I knew the three headed demon was onboard In that instance I saw My bredren who’d forgotten their ancestors not by choice There were stolen creations, Aboriginal devastation, conflagration
Reminisce Remember the days when? Yesterday was extended? Tomorrow didn’t matter, wasn’t even expected? When you could say “I Love You with no sting intended? The mommy or daddy when playing the house game, to be you always pretended? You could just
Each second was a stroke lasting minutes. In these your eyes rolled. I watched your legs. They spread like clock arms. Noon, To 15, To the 30, Then to the 45. You wound me up, With your fingers as keys. Tracing my
As I Wade in the Fragments of my Discipline I tread calm in the balm of the insomniac insanity bleeds where profanity creeps vanity excels as it exceeds as it should be repealed and repelled where quiet ones stand in the backgrounds
THE UNHOLY TRINITY & THE SHEEPLE floetry by MaNGOD Vatican City, London and DC, The Empire of the City, The Unholy Trinity, these Incorporated entities run everything from war to poverty, the 3 red stars on DC’s flag are representative mullets for