Never Really Gave a Damn I don’t look at her the same way… It’s sorrowful and saddening, almost sickening the view now Before, it was that she was a hero to me, I admire her, but I guess the real her I
I have No Field of Lilies Only Cotton Flowers that Bloom When I dance Nurtured and watered by By Bloody Fingers that drip from being pricked Twirl Spin and Fly High Gravity is my Sky For I am unable to be
Lord i come to you on bended knee Im not as spry as i used to be But I’m coming to you to ask a favor Not for me, for you have blessed me It is for my child You see lord,
I’ve loved her from the beginning and the love will never end; she’s my baby, my heart, my best friend. I tried to protect her from all the wrong; she endured her pain and it made her so strong. I would give
We are family Poets and Poetresses Wordsmiths and spoken word Authors and rappers We are family Jealousy has no place here Envy has no place here We all have to lift every voice To help out when we can Who are we
Though it pains our hearts that you are gone,
joy overcomes our spirits,
because you finally made it home.
I never had a chance to say farewell my friend,
but I know that we will meet again in eternity.
I call you friend, but you were embodied as my brother.
You showed everyone so much love,
whether you genuinely cared, there was no wonder.
They become unlaced and unwoven,
Into threads of forgotten strings
No longer knotted,
They hang separate
Each now unique and distinguished
The ending of a once sturdy tapestry
Symbolic of each man and every woman
Standing alone, unbothered
Segregated and isolated by self-idealism
As each of their importance outweighs
The other until it eliminates
No longer complementary
But a hazard marked in red flags
Black Bubbles Lathering Clouds Surrounding us In you I trust You never Rush You await until My tide comes in Hot Soapy Black Bubble Love washes away all my Stress And All My TRouble As I lay Back Upon His Chest
Family Father Shot in the back. Again Lynched in broad daylight Patriarch taken Another king…gone Mother Beaten, and raped Killed mysteriously The house of the law? Nah, the house of death Brothers 12 seconds for one to die 4 & 1/2 hours
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When I look into your blue eyes I long to say so many things to explain so many things to share so many things but I am scared scarred from the history that repeats in my everyday but you are my child
Love Poem to Jules #10 You revived me, by sending cadence of vibrated melodies within the thump of my heartbeat, tuning it with yours. You’ve created song within me, got me humming lyrical love as your adoration swells this heart