Death shall bring loves
Life shall also too
I felt compelled to sniff the likes
Around the air, so cool
Eagerly I looked for the tenderness of you
Deep into that darkness kissing
What could there be more purely missing?
To warn me about the liking true
only this and a true friendship spiking
while I pondered, pushier and striking
LOVE
I have dreamed of the fancies
the laud blamelessness appreciating
Waiting, with my waiting
all my soul within me accumulating
Back into my memories desiring
all my soul within me stating
deep into that darkness worshiping
and its eyes have all the entreating
LOVE
Back into my memories straggling
And the loved one never bracing
The storms came misplacing
I felt compelled to sniff the feelings
Deep into that darkness daring
And the rubbing was declaring
The warier welcome whispering
Through which came chatting, chatting, chatting
I remember I was obtaining…
LOVE
7/2/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
Categories:
pushier, analogy, appreciation, longing, love,
Form: Rhyme
nice little things~
good little things
that go please
in the light
bad little things~
wrong little things
that go taking
in the night
only the righteous~
only the bad
who is left in between
because good little things
can't see with out
a night light
and the bad little things
always go bump in the night
so what a in between to do
but make the devils come
after you
its been fun now
i must go
and hell awaits you
so you must
be on your away
there will be penances to pay
and you may ask
who might i be
and i only can say
a in between
maybe a goodie
not real a baddie
but a pushier of
sins just the same
and what will my father
do when you reach
your laid out place
why not one little thing
you may your only
little heated fiery place
by
just the little bad things
you do
so ta-ta
i can't say its be fun
but i can say
were your going
you will have lots
of fire to light your way~
and think
of all the little bad things
you've done~
by:lyricvixen
Categories:
pushier, black african american, death,
Form: Dramatic Verse