Ambiguous |
I am here to Nurse you back to health. For you died last night leaving the imprints of your old scales to rot to dust. So as a new born you are here, with all ears awaiting for direction to lead you...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:03:00 GMT |
EVEN MY NIECE GOT THAT POETIC FLAVOR.......AMEN. |
I was going through my book today and I found a poem that my niece wrote when she was six years old.I need to bo (still don't know what "bo" means....lol)is love. I know You want You boI love God he ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:26:00 GMT |
Real Life.....(Early Summer) part 2 |
cont....but if sin is no greater than sin then I wonder why I have conscience that can't be turned off reminding me of some of the simple shit I've did. And so after turning tricks and many decieving...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:54:00 GMT |
Real Life......(Early Summer Poem) |
Well I, Sometimes feel inside I want to die because at 25 I still stand strong through it all. From the cancerous cells and the periods that seemed to never end. I feel as though I paid my dues from...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:38:00 GMT |
Today's Battle |
Friends and Foe, Today peace is perfect, For I am One in Mind as though I am preparing for battle. My thoughts are Prescient Ink and since my mouth has a hand Today I will feed you the words that I fo...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:32:00 GMT |
Letter To My Unborn |
Shhhhhh, don't cry, For the time being, You are where sins are not living and in a Kingdom placed in God's care. For Mami is not going to tell a story but speak on to You blessings and not yets. Mommy...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:25:00 GMT |
Soaring... |
Soaring to new heights, not blinded by the sun's light. For inside my nest I lay eggs and as the protecter I am too fly reminding you I will not get caught in your web that was designed for trapping ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:21:00 GMT |
real word |
Bitch without no collar roaming free and if sex was her sin forgive her for lying down with dogs and Thank God she didn't catch fleas. She repented for this beastiality but I guess it's the Beast in ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Oct 2009 21:26:00 GMT |
ME,MYSELF,AND I |
Myself, sometimes I wish you didn't talk to Me and is why sometimes I stand alone. But since God dwells within Me I can't keep things to Myself but it's shared between US three and believe Me, I don't...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Oct 2009 12:04:00 GMT |
Joy Cometh In The Morning |
You are my King of e's this I do confess because everytime you lie upon my breast I can feel your temple upon my chest beating mysterious truths and if home is where the heart beats then lye between m...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Oct 2009 06:40:00 GMT |
