Long Accustom Poems

2025.5.01

Thursday, first day of May.
It has been 6 months since
I played songs from a different language,
So far I did only 8. Only two since the start of the year.

On 17 March this year,
I was at...

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You held everything together when it seemed everything was crumbling down.
If it's any consultation I'll be the first to admit.
I miss you with everything I have in me.
It's not that beautiful face or the body...

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Definitions Continued

Intelligence - Using wisdom, knowledge or understanding to discern intellectually, derive/create, contribute or correct.

Intelligence - "The manner (learned or intuitive) at which an individual conveys information to others"

"Music is lovely, persistent, sane, orderly and...

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I took a walk in the city 
watched the people that I passed. 
Took a real good look 
then started to do the math. 

Not many paid the time 
to give a smile or even...

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SILENT SCREAMS 


Alone away from it all ,somewhere I wanted to think
To be alone and find myself,
The owls hoot,the cricket chirped,
The howl of the wind outside my Cabin made my heart skip a beat.
I sat...

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Before you:

 

Before you love was a word of foreign magnitude. It had no meaning, no depth, or even feeling, It was something I simply feel into blindly. I had grown accustom to pain, my...

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when beauty met the beast
she was a cutie, he was a beast
she thought that she'd speak to him at least
and at least find out what made 
a beast, a beast

as the beast looked at her...

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when beauty met the beast
she was a cutie, he was a beast
she thought that she would speak to him 
and find out what made 
the beast, a beast

as the beast looked at her 
he wondered;...

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I see her sitting all alone she looks lost in thought,
She seems to be arguing in her head fighting so hard to be strong.
So entangled in her mind she doesn’t know how much longer she...

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Down the road  in ages past, Visited by a people,                        ...

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how do you stop missing someone
 when they,re always on your mind
 How to stop a heart from hurting
 These answers are so hard to find

 We always thought that we’re in control
 To avoid...

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Too weak to speak what’s alienating me from the things
Persons I love I look around me to find I stand alone 
Me strong myself worthy I believing I can 
The air is toxic no shame...

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The cob webbed city sticks to my dirty skin,
as I pass through its predator strings.
On the corners are hustlers, men with wigs and worn heels,
selling their wares, fighting with women,
over property rights.

Traffic moves slow, crawling...

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I come across a photo taken of you, 
seems like ages ago, 
a picture that speaks more than a 1000 words could ever say,
Then my body stills except for my lips that you used to...

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"The Blue Book of Cookery", was propped by two rolls of duck tape.
The library number viable on its binding.
A Fed-x box contained the "Cava" wine, 
On the unfinished counter top.
Harold broad shoulders loomed over the...

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"The Blue Book of Cookery", was propped by two rolls of duck tape.
The library number viable on its binding.
A Fed-x box contained the "Cava" wine, 
On the unfinished counter top.
Harold broad shoulders loomed over the...

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Standing silent close to Kaveri reach, 
Watching vary fountain which night please,
In middle blossom of unsteady plant,
Being indulge with various vision haunt.
Along the beauty dissolved my offer,
I was infatuated in love indescribable manner.

No sooner than...

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As my finger, triggers the sound
My heart ululates, in intoxication
Remembrance, is a gift in itself
Indescribable feelings, leading me forward
Being described, through each line I hear
Nostalgia, a joyous feat

The world's halt, is known
My feet, the only...

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In the summer of 1989, Keimona and Angelo were brutally gunned down on our San Fransico Estate.  I was shot in the left-chest and survived, but my parents died.  I was only seven...

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New York City Manhattan
Where many dreams are made
The bus stopped on 347 West 57th Street.
And drop me off in front the colonnade

There are So many people 
Just going about their way
To me it’s amazing to...

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Look mama, your daughter appears happy, but is slowly dying inside. She is suffering in silence just tryna get by. She learns to build up walls so that no one can ever see, just how...

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A beautiful house in midst of mountains  misty morning Aroma of half bloomed flower
     Melodies song of pretty birds,
         These are few...

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We was raised in the slum with crack placed on our blocks,
Then we grew up in the hood taught to cook & sell crack rock,
The only risk is to watch out for the cops ...

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I know where she prays within the necessity of nightfall
inside the Poets' Pantheon, an isolated Idol
they all came, close as envy can to care,
flowers and jewels from all the conquered territories
laid quietly at her toes,
Marco...

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Life is high and low state
Depending on how you assimilate things
The eyes is the window of your soul
Your perception differs the meaning
On top your sight is too sharp
Even the slightest movement you can discuss
Below things...

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