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Galaxies of glory
Strikes me vigorously
Stars do shine
Like turning wine
You are mine like guitar strings
You're my serpentine swine (holding unto someone that's stubborn)
I am like a butterfly without wings
Darkness will not veil His illumination
Galaxies of glory is our passionate destination
Illusions of delusional delight
Is seen in your eyes that ignite
Arising agony is spiritual suffering
In the black hole of obscurity
Left unnoticed...envy glows and grows in a hurry
Wondering if you guys
Can wander off like dragon flies
Vines of vibrant, never-ending vivaciousness
Crawl...in my veins
Authentic radiance reduces me to this universe mess
Go drive in your lanes
Froward heart,
Listen please
Before you blast off
Into your rebellious space
Speechless,
I must confess
You're conveying a message of your eustress
Transforming hopes into distress...in large excess
Thorough thoughtfulness
Will delete your senselessness
Foolish fire devours my wisdom empire
Good luck, for I'm wishing upon His grace
You're my inspiration
And my motivation
Scoffer, mocker - who is the creator?
Isn't it His true desire?
Liar,
Listen to His truth and knowledge
Understand that I'm on edge...
Failures without a trace,
Give up your success and embrace
Galaxies of glories...galaxies of mere glories
And stop listening to bittersweet allegories
That is as adorable as rainbow cat purrs
And delectable, creative dandelion furs
Today is a wonderful day
Today shines bright when you say
You love me positively...
We're seeking ecstasy...
Next to sun-beaming sea
Today is going by slowly,
But my heart ain't beating with remorse or angstiety
Reluctantly,
I smile halfheartedly
Please don't stop the epic music
It's extremely therapeutic, it's so sick
I'm a true, genius writer
But, doubt slips into the heart of the poet...
I'm like a black widower -
Envy, gluttony and hatred left me with regret...
I have nothing to lose
You have to choose
The light side of me
Or the dark side of me...
Because you'll finally see...
That I'm not perfect, baby
Tremendously trying to fill the hollow void between us
Radiant sun shimmers oh so shyly from on high
Yet, the maroon moon is just a day away, so hush your fuss
I remember crying tears of joy that I can't deny
Nothing to worry about, but attempting to be happy in lonesome hours
Gravity makes my carrion body fall in midair and I collapse like the twin towers
Tortured to the core by solitude's hold on my high spirits of gold and silver
Oh no, you don't understand half of what I've been through, but whatever
Feeling my way out of darkness all over again
Illuminated by icky igloo-icy isolation altogether as usual
Loving the fact that I'm on my own, but not alone and then
Lonely you and I get in touch with each other in a delightful duel
Tell me that you care about me affectionately
Hoping you'll see me through this tribulation
Embarrassed to say that I've been there, done that - feels grand to be lonely...
Lovely lament longingly hangs on to me still
Overgrown by odium over and over again, just chill and don't be a pill
No one notices that I'm a long-lost stranger of the deep
Engrossed in quietude and I crawl in silence like a creep
Lying about the truth won't get you anywhere in life, you know?
You, dead silence, are alone, but not on your own and that is so
Open your eyes, Africa.
They have returned —
not with guns this time,
but with contracts and smiles.
You call them investors,
but they are the same colonizers,
only dressed in modern suits.
Why do you let your enemies
run your mines and gold fields?
Why do your children starve
while strangers eat from your soil?
Your copper, your lithium, your oil —
they leave your land raw,
and return to you as finished chains.
You cry for jobs,
yet you export them
with every ship of unprocessed ore.
Africa,
you are the pulse of the world’s economy,
yet you crawl in the dust
of your own abundance.
To the youth in the diaspora —
come home.
The continent calls you,
for the old guards have sold its soul.
Remove the thieves in power.
Their loyalty is not to the people,
but to the puppeteers who feed them.
Europe cannot live without you.
China trembles without your earth.
Then why do you kneel before them?
This is not the time to dream.
It is the time to awaken.
For the second colonization
is already here —
and its name is investment.
Here I sat, in this lonely room.
Thinking of my baby far across the room.
How it would feel.
If she would just come crawl in my arms.
How it would feel for the two of us to make love.
It’s there she sits, looking all pretty and gorgeous.
That my heart just melts.
Like a waterfall it runs as I can’t be near her.
Just because I have an undesirable feeling to love her.
It’s there in the distance, the quietness fades in.
As my eyes behold the beauty I so want to love.
It is there my heart feels alone.
As the darkness falls upon.
As I think of us two alone.
Enjoying happiness and the love we share.
But most of all, me enjoying loving you in a kind way.
It’s there in life we find few we love.
But it’s there we love, is to live for true love.
But to feel this close, just kills my heart with flowing love.
As me being next to you, makes me fell like I’m dyeing.
As my heart I can’t control and keep from loving such beauty.
As my heart floods with love and I just want to be up next to you.
It’s there in the distance to which I love thee.
As you make me feel like putting my arms around thee.
And kissing your lips and softly whisper I Love Thee.
It is still there the distance is in between.
As there is things to which keeps us apart?
But most of all, they keep me from loving you.
But still yet, it is your beauty that entices me.
As with every entry in the room.
I just fall apart for thee.
As I see each time, just how much I want to love you.
As I see you skin of passion, to which I want to touch with tenderness.
But most of all, my heart to which I want to love with fullness.
I see you, as a woman I would enjoy loving.
But most of all, I see you and your curves.
Now that’s worth loving!
Walk with me,
I struggle, so that you can prosper, I FIGHT so that you may live in peace, I
CRAWL IN THE DIRT, SO THAT WHEN YOU GROW UP!, you can be a BEAST.
I fight,
I jumped over EVERY hurdle! Then went back and knocked em down, I tore
down EVERY WALL IN THE CITY, so you'd be free to walk around.
I fight,
I press on thru all the pain, rain, and strain, because I know that YOUR success
built on the foundation of my struggle, will be my ultimate gain.
So I fight
I fight because for me to give up now thinking um just giving up on me, not
realizing um giving up on you would be the ultimate shame and that's
something I cannot do,
I fight cuz I been fighting since 1985, and at the rate things are going, umma
be fighting til the moment I die, they sed I'd never write OR read, NOW I read
my writings like the M.L KING's speech! They sed I was borderline retarded,
NOW look what they done started, they sed my ADD would hold me back, now
my classmates be like "oh he smart" I'm at the head of the pack! BECAUSE, MY
STRENGTH REACHES THROUGH SPACE AND TIME! TO RELAY MY STRUGGLE
THROUGH RHYTHM AND RHYME, TO EVERY OCCASION THAT CALLS I RISE,
THAT'S WHY I SHINE! I AM, THE MOST UNDERRATED, MOST DEDICATED,
EIGHT AND A HALF YEARS COLLEGE EDUCATED, TO MY SECOND GRADE
TEACHERS LOOK AT ME NOW I MADE IT, THE PROVEN, WHEN LIFE KNOCKS
ME DOWN I SET MY BONES AND KEEP MOVING.
So I fight,
I FIGHT THRU THE DARKEST OF NIGHTS, I FIGHT WHEN I CAN'T SEE THE
LIGHT, I FIGHT WHEN THEY'VE TAKEN MY SIGHT, I FIGHT THROUGH THE
STEREOTYPES, I FIGHT WHEN THERE'S NO HOPE IN SIGHT, I FIGHT CUZ I
KNOW THAT I'M RIGHT.
I FIGHT, I FIGHT SO HELP ME GOD, I, FIGHT.
I'm the darkest creature of the night, watching over marshes;
crickets fear me, making themselves invisible in grasslands.
I am harmless, merely an owl courting sister moon so lonely;
I take the nests of other birds that were devastated by squalls.
My enemies are the despicable bats that flap so vigorously.
I don't move, perched on a branch, I show them my claws...
they are a sure threat to make them move to another spot;
if they return, I'll fight to death until they decide to depart.
I am the scariest creature of the night, furred in black and gray;
this king of the wastelands, forests and plains is undefeatable;
although during the day, I hide in the hallowed trunk of an oak,
eagles constantly fly by unable to snatch me and be their prey.
Daytime keeps me from the outside world, and like bats I sleep;
many other creatures smaller than I crawl in bushes and shrubs...
such are lizards chased by snakes, but their speed is incredible.
Only in winter I am lethargic, in spring I hear frogs that croak;
of all the nocturnal fowls, I crave shadows in which frogs leap;
I can't befriend creature or man, only ants that gather crumbs.
I live in a bleak kingdom of moonbeams, of spells, of human sacrifices;
it's the mysterious realm of witches, wizards, harlots and spirits;
Lucifer is worshipped with bloody rites, virgins are slaughtered:
above God weeps unable to stop such a satanic madness!
No one hears the screams of death deep in the blazing woods,
they continue under my very glance, I alone seem powerless!
Were I a godly man, no cruelty would be done on this ground;
angels would be my allies, we'll defeat this wickedness with swords!
God made me an owl to stare and gleam through darkness;
if I started cooing, daft souls doing evil would come to their senses!
Entered in Eve Roper's contest,
" Owl Personification Form "
Written on 2/7/2016
The Christmas tree stands alone
But still decorated with lights glowing
The family has come and gone
A misty tear drop with a quiet groan
Remembering the days when they were home
The Christmas tree stands alone
Wanting little ones to come and crawl in zone
Of the blanket, packages, and decorations
The family has come and gone
Leftover food, torn wrap, lights that shone
Guiding them to this warm old home
The Christmas tree stands alone
Dirty dishes, soiled placemats, candles blown
Still longing for them at home
The family has come and gone
Time passes, situations change
The love in my heart remains the same
The Christmas tree stands alone
The family has come and gone
Ode To The Hourglass
E'er spent in the margin of its clutch of us,
We breathe its granules in nighttide befallen,
Wanderers adrift campaign design to thus,
Daytime withdrawal of star hole we crawl in,
Be of that horizon art great plentitude,
A minuscule scope be a grand solitude,
The vast separateness, still, purposed value,
Withal, dissolve in its depths, I and shall you,
Sands prey unto gravitational split palm,
smattering contributions from character,
exfoliates abruptly the sedate calm,
genteel indiscernible that surrender,
the retired bit is given in chambered rest,
that visualness measuring of time's quest,
allowing the said duties of weightiness,
do the essential action of sublimeness.
2020 March 02
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Can someone help tell my heart?
How in the blink of an eye someone's world can fall apart.
My head knows that you're happier now,
I guess that's supposed to give us comfort somehow,
It doesn't!
I don't believe I will ever be a peace again.
You see I don't have peace without my best friend.
She was my Ride or die, The Bonnie to my Clyde.
I want to crawl in a hole somewhere and hide.
We have been so close for so many years,
I swear I just can't stop these tears.
My heart is broken and my world is shattered,
My insides feel like they are torn and tattered.
I have so much I wanted to say to you,
Smoke one more blunt and just laugh too.
So many memories I will always hold dear,
Dammit you should still be here.
I wish there were visiting hours so you could keep me from falling apart,
I think I finally got thru my head but can someone tell my heart.
Can someone help me tell my heart,
How in the blink of an eye my world fell apart.
Our bond was so special and her heart was made of Gold,
I will never forget all the stories we told.
We used to laugh for hours and we cried sometimes too.
Dammit I sure do miss you.
We traveled,
Without a single word.
Left abroad, as all things that pass.
We were the only thing that furnished the space around us.
Without a single word.
We partook in sights that denounced us as things.
We soared as the clouds that journey through the sky.
We were the only things kept afloat.
An oasis in the desert of pillows where we rested our head.
Pleasant. Calm.
As we snorkeled into a deep sleep.
We partook in sights that denounced us as objects.
Faraway into the tourism which quinched our thirst.
As we never left our seat in the voyage of each other's eyes.
Without a single word.
We traveled.