Selection- a poem |
She said "If I liked it then I shoulda put a ring on it?"But her actions switched up, I rolled out and stopped tryna throw some D's on that ish.Investing hours a day tryna see where she was atTime giv...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Jan 2009 20:43:00 GMT |
The Seductress |
Sitting at home twisting my hair Her vision comes into viewWithin my mind I wrap around sharing some time with youPick up the phone no answer nor reply Wondering and playing with how I can get her to ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:54:00 GMT |
Sundays Inspiration....4 a friend |
Today is a new day....Let us be refreshed and renewedLet us have clear minds to complete the things put off and that we know we need to doThankful for the lessons learned good and badhad to go through...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 17:25:00 GMT |
She is...... |
She be that nubian sistah unlike any otherfly from head 2 toe, from her looks can't tell that she's a motherShe got that crazy vibe make u wanna give her your last name as you caress her frame.Dig dee...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Aug 2008 02:04:00 GMT |
My keeper |
What can I sayShe is the keeper of my dreams securing them in her coveted world, protecting me it seemsnever once has she and i ever crossed pathsyet it doesn't take a scientist within to know we'd co...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 06:04:00 GMT |
she vs you |
Is love still the same love when one's mind isn't fully attached? Or is it a haphazard waiting to happen 2 determine a mismatch?Is love still the same love when I say my love 4 you is trueBut deep dow...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 10:36:00 GMT |
Two different visions |
Today my heart wrote a poem to youdespite my interjection....it still called out to youMy mind quickly raced to clear the sheetcan't write to a heart that don't beat the same beatToday my heart reache...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 21:02:00 GMT |
360 - Back in this moment |
Life is a trip, it presents all the things that you can't have... and the things that are within' reach, are like a brown paper bag they've been recycled and trampled and I'm tired of tryna repair.....
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 21:49:00 GMT |
Unwritten Poetry |
Why I never wrote a poem of our love .......She replies... "Why?"In response I say...... "Because no poem could ever display the joy you bring to my heart"She replies..."I feel that I don't inspi...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jul 2008 04:35:00 GMT |
Dear Woman |
Dear Woman, I was born into this world as the protector to those of whom I love... Have protected, sheltered, groomed, and raised them all 'til there wings spread like doves.&...
Posted by on Fri, 02 May 2008 22:59:00 GMT |
