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Why I Love Him

I love Langston Hughes. I've written about him before. I've written about the Dream Keeper. I love the theme of dreams. You should read his poem, Dreams. However, today, this poem is speaking to my heart. Life is fine...Sometimes we are beset by problems that seem to do us in. Broken hearts...unfulfilled dreams...deceptive people...It's hard. I've lately become very disillusioned with certain people. Saying one thing....and meaning another. Twisting truths. Sometimes I want to give up...BUT LIFE IS FINE!!! ;) 

Enjoy this!! You'll thank me later!

Hugs
 
Langston Hughes, 1902 - 1967 
 .
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.

     But it was      Cold in that water!      It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn’t a-been so high
I might’ve jumped and died.

     But it was      High up there!      It was high!

So since I’m still here livin’,
I guess I will live on.
I could’ve died for love—
But for livin’ I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry—
I’ll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

     Life is fine!      Fine as wine!      Life is fine!


Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015


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That Kind of Love

Kind of Love 

I need that kind of love where my friends wonder if im still alive. That kind of love that’s as fine as wine and can only be described as divine…… intervention from God because you had to be heaven sent. I want that kind of love that I used to tease my friends about being in, but I see now that although I was the one teasing that kind of love is appeasing so the joke was on me. I want that kind of love that knocks you down. Not just for a eight count but for the whole ten and ends the match not just the round. I want that kind of love where I can’t stand to be away from you a waking moment, and I know it’s corny but if my love doesn’t come like that then it’s not worth it and I don’t want it. I want that shout from the mountain top kind of love. That whenever I see your face my heart drops kind of love. I want that kind of love where I smell u when you’re not around. That can’t go a day without seeing you smile. That the thought of you is enough to pick me up when I’m down….. kind of love. I want to be so in love that I develop amnesia and the next time I run into my ex I swear on the moon and stars I don’t know who she is, because in my world there has never been anyone else but you. I want love. ……. That kind Love. 


Copyright © Clemon Beverly | Year Posted 2015


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Fine as wine

Fine as wine, 
Give me some 
Of yuh good 
Thug passion.

You got mi
Dripping wet,
From the way
You MEKE mi
Sweat.

Drive mi car,
With speed
And reve yuh
Engine, vroooom;
Vroom... 

And knock knock, goes
Mi shocks,as we catch di 
Seats on fire with extreme
Thunder between the
Gears.

Tick, tock boom, boom
Bang, bang baby!!!! Yuh
Ignite that nuclear bomb
And erupt mi peach juicer,
P***y cat... Meow!!!!!






Copyright © Carma Reed | Year Posted 2012


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Another Sleepless, Sexless Night

Close by my side,
slept sound through the night,
a form fine as wine 
wrenching rich with all might.

And his eyes – blue lagoons! 
like two watery moons,
won’t neglect to protect 
as fast over me loom.

But love perplexed will follow next,
as by his act, my soul left vexed…
or lack of act is the matter of fact!
as he pushed me aside for a night of no sex.


Copyright © Sophia Valentina | Year Posted 2014


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Oh My

Oh my your just the guy I been 
dreaming for

That one day you would sweep 
me 
off my feet and I would hit the 
ground

Look all around me I'm loosing 
my 
mind your so fine as wine your 
blowing me all over the place

Just like a knock out T-K-O I go 
down and back up again still

Wanting your sudection and 
your 
motived moods


Copyright © Te'Arra Callandret | Year Posted 2010


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Hit Repeat

Hit Repeat
Written by Rebekah Shipp
June 6, 2016

When this sick beat drops
And you find yourself lost
Bass ALL up in your ears
And your eyes start to tear
When the treble pops your lid
It’s Casablanca all over again
Cause all I hear you sayin is “here’s lookin at you kid”

It’s too fast
You too fast
Flying lyrics off my tongue too fast
Suddenly I’m on your mind in a flash
Suddenly you know I’m here to last

It’s so much fun
Rhyming on my tongue
Like Celeste be sayin’
You better run, run, run
Throwing lyrics so quick
You must be stunned
Go, go, go, you got this son!

So please don’t fight
You know I’m right
I throw ‘em so swift
I’m outta sight
I must be tight
To the left & to the right
Everybody hold on with all your’ might
Cause it just might be 
That thing you see
In the rear view mirror, Listening
Staring back at me
Whispering
We try so hard to keep it clean

We Riled up
Toasted up
I’m in your mouth
You know what’s up
So shut up
With that bass in your truck
Tryin’ to drop some bars
With your face in the mud

So please say a prayer for me
At night before you go to sleep
Before you drift & start to dream
Please plug me in and hit repeat!

So listen up carefully
we rollin up & down these streets
your bars are droppin to your feet
You know you can not count on me
Cause I’m the one 
I’m still not done 
Beats blazin on you like the sun
Yes I have won!
Now you have gone
 deep down inside you still want some

Now lets try this one more time
Cause I am yours and you are mine
You think you Cash, then walk the line
Just like in time
As fine as wine
I keep on goin side by side
I keep on goin
Rhyme after rhyme

This is crazy
I can’t stop
I hit the mike
As his beat drops
I hit the stage as my flow rocks
I hit the page 
My pen won’t stop!

What?! What?! How can this be?
He does it so dang naturally
His bass so sick
His bass so ill
My eyes wide open
Body chill
I call it null
He call it nill
I call it shrimp
He call it krill
I call it pane 
It’s window sill
Now don’t you fret, I got the bill.

And now we done with this at last
It always ends up with a crash
And you got mad cause you got trashed
And now you sad cause you ain’t fast!

Don’t be sad…


Copyright © rebekah shipp | Year Posted 2016


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Oooh Baby

Oooh Baby 
your eyes are as green as gress
the way way your hands move all over my body feels soooo good
when you wishper in my ear it's sweet like cinnomon
when I sleep I dream about me & you 
Oooh Baby
you are as fine as wine 
I love to kiss you 
talk to you 
I like it when you kiss my neck 
you have it all and it almost make me fall
you got everything I need, want, and could ever ask for
you already got the looks to kill 
now all you need is me right by your side 
to ride or die with is my logo
Oooh Baby 
what I say is true 
and I know I love you


Copyright © Dominique Williams | Year Posted 2006


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Ugly


On my ugly days
You bring a ray of sunshine to my face
I could be on my worst
And still you see me on my best

On my ugly days
You see me as fine as wine
You always hold me tight
And say I’ll never leave your side

On my ugly days
When we fight we come to a place
Were we hug and kiss and make?
The ugly go away


Copyright © mirian parrilla | Year Posted 2015