She’s ravaged in success
I am love me less
She boy
And her house
We built
To see more loss
In your market
I thee exiled
Partitions
And blinds
Trapped? Tracing your minds
Periods and plural’s i wound
A bouffant in blooms
the press of the crowd
reset trouser creases
glad-handing, back slaps
he almost kissed a baby!
compared to a county fair
guernsey cows, who cares…
cloth diapers attack the nose
NYC’s homeless, anything goes
Because I'm gifted with your vast confidence
Because the past makes a better present tense
Because all our trust was built on confidence
Because handing you floral glass represents
Because your presence relaxes me when tense
Because finding caring and believing in one another was no coincidence
It must have hurt when you felt my permanence
It's very hard to find someone of substance
Remember you made the choice of consequence
Betrayed me tearing down our accomplishments
All the while frustrating me; providing reprehends
Believing your intuition; showed malevolence
You're just another form of falsified acceptance
I'm better off; our goodbye was of no consequence
We
Are birds
In the sky
Looking to land
High upon a tree
We'll have each other's wings
Thru the seasons and nature
Good weather and bad, cold and hot
To rise and broaden our horizons
To
My love
In my dream
I want your hand
To hold and marry
To branch, like birds, freely
Building upon that first twig
In time we'll have our own nesteggs
Dear, can I have the key to your heart
9/27/22
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Handing over the reins is, of course,
Very rarely involving a horse.
It’s about the tradition
Of easing transition
Of power, with no show of force.
The expression is mostly applied
When a leader is stepping aside
And helps he who comes next
Not feel lacking or vexed
With all negative feelings denied.
Yet today, those same reins are held tight,
While the whole world is watching this plight.
It’s an ugly impasse
Lacking candor and class
Led by one who is driven by spite.
Handing Trump the election
I big cities in the Us people are running wild
this is not what “ black life matters” was about
a horde of people are running around destroying what is sacred
or should be, in cities of high crime.
We can argue the reason for this pointless criminality
to create mayhem for the sake of it, the fact many black people
live there and appear to gun-related gangs, not because
they are black but because they are uneducated and poor
living in squalor in drug-infested housing where only a few
survive by moving away.
The majority of letting us call them lost egoist people see
this lack of order and civility,
the high profile black leaders do little about this only come
out of their luxury home when there is a funeral
repeat the same trite words, but have nothing worthwhile to
say about crime and the woeful lack of education.
They the well off in the suburbia see this and not knowing
its origin, simply vote for Trump and so it goes on until
we live in in a failed state.
I had an idea for a movie
Mad Max on the sea
We will call it world of waters
Wait scratch that
Its alright Kev
I swear
It wasn't that
Bad
Missed me with that
lightning bolt God
Handing Monster munch
to monsters
Punch with Thanos glove
Touching tears as they turn to dust
Wonder what the internet would search for
Teach myself not to be
All i can
offer you darling
is a full heart
unlocking with
one token
of how i feel
Do with it
what you wish
As beautiful
stands before me
Accept it as a rose
with open hands
Keep it safe inside
As it breaks easily
in my present moment
a gift towards
our beautiful future
(02/09/2011)
I was blue in color and wet the
whole part
He peeked in to my opened drawer
He spotted my infected heart
It was shrunk into smaller
Next to it, he found a box full of
tears
In the other corner, he found you
feeding my fears
He then shooed you to leave my
feelings
Started to wipe, dry and clean the
inside
Gave the key back while teasing me
and winking
He has saved my pride
My feelings drawer now in clean
beam
Sure thing, I’m handing back the
key to him!