Metaphoric seduction is taking place between her thighs this will leave your sacred mindset dripping the sacrament of lust and invitation. Will you tempt my lips to find the sensitive area close to the curve of your back? I’ll sink my teeth into your
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,
SENECIO ROWLEYANUS floetry by MaNGOD Voyeur, a willingness to explore new worlds, met Her at a Erykah Badu concert, next 3 weeks We’d meet and converse My sapiosexual flow piqued Her libido and so She wanted to know if I could handle
She deals with pain the best way she knows how Going out at night to find her prey Someone she could lay Someone who could make her forget the pain Someone who doesn’t judge her by her past A stranger in the
In mine she was poetry.
She was oxygen.
She was soul beautiful.
Gentle are the Leaves that Float in The Lotus Mind That mental leaf floating calm on the ripples of tranquility in the form a of a gentle belief there was a time when the conception of thought left a chill in me
Scattered… I am half way between landing on soft layers And diving smack down hard to the cement I am scattered, A piece of me to the left A lot of me to the right And I feel bound by the
“I Found Love” I was walking on the jpunery of life I found enternal love right there wrapped up in the hugs and kisses You and I share. Still, you are my priceless gift, more valuable than silver or gold, I found
96 years ago, a travesty took place A community bombed, burned from existence They called it Greenwood, archer, and pine We called it black wall street In 12 hours, 35 blocks gone Because of a black boy, a white girl A newspaper
GONDWANALAND floetry by MaNGOD I’m of the blood of the Great Land Mass, from Asia to Africa, Australia to South America and the blood of My blood had a global expanse Motherland the heart of Us, domesticating Tyrannosaurus, dappling in alchemy and
TEARS OF BLOOD floetry by MaNGOD inspiration by way of K-Hyfen Murals, murders’ memories, Baltimore’s tragically laced with these, Yung Guns done livin’ before age 18, not a minute of the day goes by without the establishment of somebody’s Mother crying… Tears
This week’s Author Spotlight in Elle McLin is on D. Christopher Harvey. D. Christopher Harvey is an amazing poet and extremely well rounded writer. He paints colorful masterpieces with his words using your mind as the canvas. Don’t just take our word for it,
KEYS TO THE KITTY floetry by MaNGOD Material world, material girl, what makes the kitty purr… His everyday trans was a SLR McLaren SLR FAB Benz, They copulated in Her GS F Lexus, a smile at first glance, asked if She’d care
Emotionally slain Trapped in an emotional conflict Feelings got me locked up I’m an emotional convict The spirit was present Like I was in an emotional convent Drunk off love And emotionally my mind’s bent Cash me outside Cuz emotionally my mind’s