Problem King
* PROBLEM KING * My Problem is, I don’t have a Problem being a Problem, And I didn’t Vote for Obama, My Candidate was my own Momma, Who wouldn’t let my Father end my life with a Condom, She said, If You
Category Archives: Lyric
This poetry is very emotional, musical, and focuses on attitudes, feelings, and the poet’s state of mind.
*YES*
* 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
The Sweet Tooth
The Sweet Tooth “How do you craft A Symphony Of sweet words Every time you paint The rhythm of my dreams..?” Wondered the woman in my poem… Her smile hovering around The dark sweetness Of my misty-eyed words! “We start-up saying Something
MFUMO HUO (SYCHRONIZED)
MFUMO HUO (Synchronized) floetry by MaNGOD ShE bore the air of an heir to the forebears of Yester~There, where 4 rivers flowed together, no such thing as stormy weather, hips tethered to sturdy stock, address, The Garden@Third Rock Genetic coding foretold of
W. I. P APPEAL POETRY
W I P Appeal Poetry On the Up rise No Surprise You whispered words in the night That made my nature arise A haunting Metaphorical Smith of words you be Doing it to my earhole Stroking words that went it deeply
Loving Beyond the Flesh
Lying naked in each other’s arms I can feel the essence of your soul my tongue massages your sweet spot making you lose control Slowly I begin to climb on top careful not to start too deep you can’t
Touched by an Angel ~ from my book “Evolution of Soul: A Journey Through Poetry
It’s the way you call my name. It’s how you take stage to my heart, claiming your lifetime of fame. That mesmerizing gaze you strike me with your eyes that knocks me down. Just that way you make me smile, leaving it
The BARtender
The BARtender I scar haters…the star raider…make way for the lyrical Darth Vader Viagra flow…I’m hard player….out of control…my bars are greater I spit dark shots…sick scripts…infected like when SARS drops The rhyme misfit…who sparks alot…go ahead and chart the plots The
I HAVE COME TO THIS JUNCTION
I want to cry out loud, To pour out all my heart, So as to relieve myself a bit. And in order to do this, I have come to this junction, Where blood meets tears, And form a puddle of emotion. I