freedom ( poem) |
I walk through the clouds with the greatist or ease,
Living the dreams my ancestors couldn't achieve,
With the wind in face and the earth at my feet,
I swore through life not knowing defeat, Freedom....
Posted by The one that keeps it real!! on Wed, 17 May 2006 06:35:00 PST |
beat (poem) |
I long for that heavenly kiss taking in every essance that is you.
Staring into your eyes isn't enough nor is capturing your beauty and framing it in my mind.
It is as if we must exchange hearts so th...
Posted by The one that keeps it real!! on Tue, 02 May 2006 12:47:00 PST |
the beast ( poem ) |
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I felt the kiss of the liquid illusion. tasting the essance of the dream, the potion.
It works its way through my system navigating through my body tickling and engaging every sense
This sensation l...
Posted by The one that keeps it real!! on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 02:43:00 PST |
To the ladies. |
LADIES WHY IS THAT WHEN YOU MEET A GOOD BROTHA THAT YOU PASS HIM UP AND FALL INTO THE TRAP OF THE NO GOOD BROTHA. YOU KNOW HIM THE ONE THAT TREATS YOU BAD. THA BROTHA THAT DOESN'T WANT TO D...
Posted by The one that keeps it real!! on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 04:16:00 PST |
