Dreadlock Poems - Poems about Dreadlock

...There are those special moments in life That become etched in one's heart Leaving a sweet precious memory Etched….. never to depart I have one so treasured memory Though so simple in its act ......

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..."Voluntarily solitary confinement; He's my eternal involvement; I live in a single thought; With the free loving heart; I'm isolated with the Creator; Separated from my old self; Del......

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...A Change Is A Com'n Though this baby boomer, (who didst roam man upon this Earth since the year mcmLix) does not coon sitter himself a political activist his wear re: some ness, p......

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... What can a bewildered brotha’ say, it happens every unnatural day Sunshine is labeled as shade, crystal clear is called opaque fade Did I make a left turn into the wrong dimension? ......

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...Ensnared in greed’s deadlock Where I can’t open the lock To the barn in which kindness stock That humankind in its hour of need Longs to free its soul from the greed That frustrates the compas......

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...Your hair gathered in creamy layered, Mirror into style where the wind rose, With liquid gold comb brightly flared, Today embraces the color you choose. Where your beauty goes with the glow, ......

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... When civilization begins to crumble, it's gonna end with a crash The sound is gonna be loud: Big Bang! Everything swirling down the toilet drain The first crashing sound i......

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...The priceless honey pot has dropped from high Fallen heavily on granite like egg The pot is broken the honey is spilt- How can I then live as if all is well ? ......

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...she moves sleepy-headed in the bed next to me and in the stillness of the mornings dim light her hand finds its way across my chest and like an idle dancer spins nonchalant circles of heart shaped......

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...My fluorescent beauty, with lips so pink and fruity With a smile that's flawless an cutie With skin, radiantly silky smoothie And a kiss, so wet and drippingly juicy like......

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...(In Memory of Lamar "L-Boogie" Featherston) A handsome, dreadlock-wearing Prince was My Lamar With Big, brown Eyes and skin like tar Who was destined in LIFE, to score many a par Until FATE,......

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...Hello! Jesus, my old friend I've come to talk to you again To receive blessings in early mornin' light After the night No longer in a world of silence The sun rises once again From distance......

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...Something about culture Something deeper than root Thicker than blood More brutal than ancestry Wriggling from the mud Something inviolate Absolutely unemancipating Something the nomenclatured......

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