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Suffering and Struggle Trying To Feed a Family

Suffering and struggle trying to feed a family
Hard work makes you feel manly
You feel manly when you feed your family
A family appreciates a man who strives and searches every alley
Every alley searched no lid left unturned
Ins and outs you learn
You yearn for better, the world is cold better is warm
When weight is heavier your strong
Familiarity is strong but love is a heavier bond
Easy to admit a wrong, move on
Correct it in the long,
A spirit of a man collected that’s what makes a family strong
Personal fears faced now fears facing the wrong way
Because you take it by storm
Chasing more until your amidst a swarm
Leading a pack weight on your back heavy paws on the floor
To lift them you clench your jaws sweat from your pores
Heal your own subliminal sores 
Because families more important than your own stats collectively we score

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You Are My Drug of Choice

Your beauty is zin in thoughts of you I swim
Feeling relaxed within harassed at the fact that I’m a wimp
When I try to let you in best expressed with my pen
The way I feel this is real untangible but I can feel
A connection look into your eyes and feel protection
From a lack of affection
In your atmosphere I’m at recess like Gretchen 
Your in the east I’m a west wind 
Barely come to a close
We continue in circles relapsing but I want to overdose
I just sit and wait with my eyes closed
Meditating trying to get rid of resistance like diodes
Seeking hope for you and I or just freedom to fly
Closer to you I’m high
Freefalling ignoring others passing by
On my way down loves my allaby 
So im guilty as charged filthy with stars
Day dreaming of you then I put you in bars

Feeling blessed by your presence 
Deep in the thought of your origins and essence
The feel of your lips pressed against mine in a session
Of indulging, examining your profile and emotion
Your smokey silohuette in motion
Choked up when togetherness is broken
Stimulated by your soul, I’m sold
Now I’m generating stocks to hold
Pleasure particles are overgrown 
Synapse is overwhelmed me and you in our own realm
Our bodies light up with touch
Eyes want all the light our senses can conjer up,
Vegas
Hoping our interests are not different, collars up
On the same page when it comes to lust
And when it finally comes to we simultaneously combust

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Ink Blotting Covers

Ink blotting covers looks like souls trying to escape from a cluster
Shanking each other, blood spilling in a gutter
People hating one another, melting butter
The back of a butterfly, a hand partially covering an eye
Cloud in the sky a working mind in thermo radiation 
A cooking guy
Pennies in a wishing well
Enemies in a holding cell ,tension in the air
A dog biting a man with a bag full of mail
Love repelled,
A glove inflated than popped ,the release of it’s hot air
Sound of a rip tear
Frequencies in microwave a picture of a solar flare
A working imagination, hallucinogenic animation, a scenic illustration
A sink draining, a monk in deep meditation 
Party and celebration, ends meeting
The vibration of vocal chords when your speaking
Pungent odors reeking,  a hangover
Pain, a crushed up range rover
A spilled on cup holder a puddle of liquid on a table
Lies made up by fables
A face against a glass, Xerox of a... butt
Thoughts about the past, a bum digging in my stash
Then I had to whoop his... butt  like he stole something from me in the past
A well lit flower smiling in the sunshine
Blades of grass whispering in a huddle
From striking beauty a man tongue tied
Water being thrown from a puddle
A brief sensation of pain, the creation of a stain
Steam from a train, the wild that seem tame
Stain glass windows sun beams that protrude tears that trickle
Trees that snicker shadows that gaze
Thoughts that wither, ambition that fades
Having epiphanies feeling reborn
A field of corn full of life ,a cats purr
A cup of ice water stirred
The echo of waves submitting to gravity and current
A melancholy person with a smile that’s reassuring
A yell from triumph, an echo reverbing
A bond forming, a long wait that’s boring
The fear of mind control fear of the unknown
An adrenaline rush from a quick descent from high to low
A sore throat 
Water dripping constantly on cement until it corrodes and forms a hole

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Ode To You

Babe, soul searching in a maze
led me to know something important
About crossed paths and a sense of direction to take. 
There is no direction as inevitable as change, 
Change for the better,
We can be on the same page.
The best chapter of my book can begin with your name.
Babe, the joy to please can go as far as seven seas
With the right wind
That’s your voice, and presence 
that puts a violent storm at ease.
Violent force envies a tranquil scene
Soon sync’s as the tone when I call you to the ring
Babe, a human being fleeing his skin 
To save the dignity of his bones within.
My bones show one hundred percent,
I can’t hide who I am because I know where I’ve been
So when I feel a gust this immense
Spreading my wings on an up drift.

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Manifest Change

Entitled to this course, destiny since 
birth, manifest destiny, beast of 
burden my work, value my words, a 
verse, got a lot to go and get it the 
guap and golden ticket, that's 
wonka, the flow wet Willy, you 
under water, probably sound like 
chewbacca, rookie but do my doggy, 
paws in the dirt, unleashed, release 
steam, boiling over work I'm dope, 
the scheme, plot plan and 
purpose,you perps, mastered in my 
ring like I ran the circus, 
trapeze,trap muscle suspense, more 
bars than your cell phone service, 
diseases, can't escape the virus, the 
symptoms resurface, he burning, my 
thoughts boil over like there's fire 
below him, hate is beneath me I'm 
above all the drama and adolescent 
performance, grown man business, 
insurance, claim another death of 
the beat, replay that's 401k, my life, 
lifetime channeled, need shame, the 
struggle I'm humbled, couraged like 
the lion, scarecrow need his brain, 
think I got it to a science, explain, 
the picture, first it's viewed in 
silence, to grasp the emotion 
displayed,

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Clown

White painted face
red lips of expression
face representing emotion,
infinite humor but poetry
behind every motion.
A youthful curiosity,
sparking imaginaton of it's occupancy.
A man behind the make-up
stoik and unaware,
from loneliness depression releases anger from drunken
confrontations and swears,
he's scared.
Only freedom is behind someone
elses character but feeling more
himself as if he
transformed into a new form.
Depression subsides,
joy and pleasure of
entertaining others for smiles,
his dedication
and all other problems are reconciled
Under his domain
not a man about town,
that's why they gave him the name,
a clown.

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A Spirit, a Mind

See inside an eye not in plain vision another plane behind
Change vision not another aimless high
Painless goodbyes never satisfied
A brain amplified
Anger inside lives a stranger hard to find
In the mirror hard to feel but exists
Children advent when they vent to this
Sick sense
A third set of prints not recognized
Word mechanized to move forward 
A mind tries torture no reply try another server
Wifi mind in the sky a brainstorming
Original family found out of all the orphans
Don’t know what I feel inside my brains my only organ
I’m a vessel, lost horseman
This is what you got from a crossed circuit 
The spirit makes it hard to walk as a person
Hawk in a field of horses
The sky is the only window to see inside all the torment

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Truth In Senses

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Truth in Senses

by Jourdan Bilbrew

Jutting pines dancing wind branches that wave,
the smell from the needles excite your brain,
foliage, grass, and bark on the ground.
You realize you have a past
but don't turn around.
The present is euphoric
the future is vague,
happiness is mad
unless effort is made.
A hand that manipulates a pen
a mind that creates peace,
begins with zin,
zin can overwhelm hostility and pain.
A mental bruise begins to scar
healing can only begin 
when the problem is shined upon
and not hidden in the dark.
Smoke is airborne
for a short period of time,
then evaporates or falls.
The smell remains so it collaborates 
with all,
which is matter; therefore,
smoke is neither before or after
it's always like a stain
that is powerful in stature

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A Lady's Grace

Sensual movements, procuring eyes, threatening stance, a man’s weakness. A 
lady’s grace symmetrical shape of a silohuette hips thin at the waist an angels 
frame, her voice bastes your ears gives your fantasies a taste. Her velvet skin her 
delicateness her walk gentle as the wind a solemn pinch of adrenaline a soul 
swimming in sorrow a presence that seems borrowed pride swallowed because 
there is always tomorrow . Sunshine on clouds of white in motion freely in the sky. A 
ballet of water a splash and the rise the ripple of the aftermath strong independent 
confident with tact abstract with love it is never a fad. Daring personality but every 
step calculated like math. A heart beat that is music just one of life’s students. A 
Lioness’s movements

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Lion With a Dark Mane

Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Before I was a monarch 
I was a caterpillar without any wings
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Pain in the picture outside it rains
You don’t get the picture it’s not 
filling up the frame

Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Ready to eat, raw as it came
Not a fisaud gnawed out the cage
Weight on my shoulders
I guess its all on my legs

Hills looking steep, look back
I can face any challenge given to me
Given a cue giving it one hundred 
and three
To get the ball rolling 
Off the Tee I give it a swing
It was at two at the end I came 
around made it a three
Started nonchalant nature made 
him a freak
Off the chart in what position can 
he be
Skills so high now stars gazing at me
Wave as I leave
Faced and believed if I swim that its 
safe in the sea

Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Before I was a monarch
I was a caterpillar without any wings
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Pain in the picture outside it rains
You don’t get the picture it’s not 
filling up the frame