Tossing ,Turning, Trying to be At Ease Baby Please Release I’m Here to soothe your Grief Lay your weariness in the warmth my Bosom You Fight all Damn Day with your Strength Integrity and Might Let Me Be your Safe Haven Through
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
Bare My hands contain emptiness In between heartbeats are voids of passion past. My lips are dry as a desert barren Restricted from a lover’s kiss. Sleep deprived nights. My morning day dreams without substance. Situations deprivation Feelings are none My pulse
THINGS LEFT UNSAID floetry by MaNGOD I didn’t realize just how much You meant to Me til You took Your leave Absence made the heart grow fonder but emotionally all I can do is grieve We were a match made in
The Stranger… A Poetic Spill by Poetess Elle and MaNGOD Elle~ I felt his energy… His voice faint, Eyes were bright and vibrant They spoke to me His head hung, His shoulders were slumped That body of his Displayed of discouraging
Unscripted A poem created by Elle McLin Sometimes I can’t release the pain in my tears As I fight to get them out, weeping violently Pain struck, convulsions where body shakes Heartbroken, yet still breaks And each shard shreds me inside Once
Breezes softened by heavy rains that invade the night, Accompany morning drizzles that powder the coarse follicles that form my crown Sunbeams illuminate clouds that rudely take possession of the sky Confused minds attempt to grasp time as they emerge from the
So don’t call me that Knowledge is the beginning of wisdom and then Some I’m Sad because it took so long to understand where I belong Being labeled Derogatory names by our enemies By different names they created for me Every people
Fresh Taste You have a vibe that keeps my eyes opened wide Your lingo slides inside and takes me for a ride I love what you are talking… I’m listening You got my smiles so wide it feels like I’m glistening Love,
In mine she was poetry.
She was oxygen.
She was soul beautiful.
He Made you Finer than Gold Precious God with a Cleansed Soul For His Sake we wait For the Creator has Full control. Not He made you for Cheap Thrills For in that day He will give you permission to Kill In
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