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I Remember You Happiness
I remember you happiness
through the early aroma
  of grinded coffee beans
wafting gently from
the corner coffee shop
I remember you through
the freshly bread 'scent 
from the baker's sour rising yeast.

I remember you through 
musicians playing in piazas
through the buzzling sounds
of the city's cobbled alleys, and streets
Through...

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Categories: grinded, happiness,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Day They Closed the Brothel
 Homeless, destitute with nothing more then a backpack and cigarettes 
down the rabbit hole she went, no linen tablecloths just stricken wood,  
in a house of ill repute;.
She could not refuse the hunkering of a horny man who lived by threats 
so she...

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Categories: grinded, innocence, loss,
Form: Free verse
O' Mother Ghana
O' Mother Ghana 
O' mother Ghana, how proud am i to be your grand son
My skin so black from the burn of the sun
For a woman to head a country shows your bravery
You won us our freedom from our colonial masters during the slavery
You are...

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Categories: grinded, africa,
Form: Personification

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



For All Seasons
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Un moveable river's
Grinded in stone
Always' a season change
The sun above
Which shed's our light
The moon above 
That which shines' by night
 Always' a season changes
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Wet and cold chills' blow
Rarely in the sky
A star...

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Categories: grinded, care, caregiving, change, earth,
Form: Personification
Lincolns Lesson Learned
Hard driven by the embarrassment,
                                   His temper Flared bright in youth,
...

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Categories: grinded, america, beautiful, blessing, community,
Form:
Harmony 69 Movement 5
Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting under a sea of blankets
Oh! treasure of treasures !
sparkling 
to...

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Categories: grinded, history, hope, love, me,
Form: Epic



R.J.K.(Rightful Justified King)
R J K means more than my name
So we won't be playing Guess Who, that silly game
It is abbreviated for Rightful Justified King
Not King of South or King of Bling
I like to consider myself Ruler of all Destinies (R.O.A.D.)
This is not King Tut, Hammurabi, or...

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Categories: grinded, devotionme, life, me,
Form:
Go-Go Soul
With his go-go soul and sultry sound, he kicked out many lyrics and spat out many rhythmatic rhymes…they in the main stream at first rejected and disrespected his sound. They said it would corrupted the youth! Don’t mean a thing, he might say to them,...

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Categories: grinded, black african american, death,
Form: Bio
Karabel Krusades
My teeth were bad
 My family was mad
 Horrible dentists I’ve had
 You are a dentist, you must be a cad

 Forced to your venue
 Long awaited dental care was to continue
 I prefer to be home enjoying the flue
 But my nagging wife I...

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Categories: grinded, anxiety,
Form: Quatrain
Dark Passage of Guilt
As I woke up in the night
I felt a whisper plainly light
It won my urgency and might
and left this stricken heart afire.

'Twas then I recalled amongst the ashes
a tragedy of placid acid
my conscience stained in moonlit blood
beyond these thoughts, just slits and gashes

Once more, to...

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Categories: grinded, sin, sleep, sorrow,
Form: Rhyme
My Life
A span of emptiness and nothing else
                  Boundless like the sky
     Not far in the past and for considerable time
    ...

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Categories: grinded, allegory, life, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Dear Jack the Reaper
Dear Jack the Reaper
              Flipping and fiddling, one might say engrossed by the impression
                  ...

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Categories: grinded, sorrow,
Form: Prose Poetry
Black Ash
Sour and sickening,
my mind feels poisoned,
poisoned by so many lies.
Lonely and lost,
my soul feels as if it
has been trapped within 
a ball of sharp wire,
endlessly trying to 
release itself.
Blind and naive,
my eyes see constant
false pictures of 
hidden reality.
Grinded and crushed,
my body feels as if it
has...

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Categories: grinded, life, sad
Form:
Not By My Power
I was on path when I came to a fork in the tongue
And with a simple sinful flick I was flung.
Onto the path that the world traveled.
Trekking on only to see their world unraveled.
But I bumped and grinded on the edge of a slippery slope
So...

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Categories: grinded, religion, religious, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
Keep Trying
Today I rode my bike
But a stick got stuck in the spoke
I went flying in the air
But I was determined to not care
I kept on trying!


Then I went to go rollerblading 
I fell and saw the birds flying
I layed there for a while
And I know...

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Categories: grinded, dedication, devotion
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry