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A confession to a bartender

A confession to the 
bartender
The one with the drink in 
her hand
The one who looks just 
like my bottle...
A glass would do
Or make it two
So i can pour out my 
heart to you...
So i can make my 
bitterness come 
through...
You remind me of my 
lady
The only difference is 
 your are tenderness
You never took my heart 
the way she did
you never played me the 
way she did....
She was everything to 
me
That's why i took her to 
where i would be
Somewhere dark where 
no eyes can see
Somewhere i could meet 
her again....
Somewhere she won't 
hurt me again.....
My secrets i give to to 
you my bartender......
Secrets of a large dark 
heart....
 

CONTEST; confessions to 
a bartender
by; Natalie :) The Rogue 
Rhymer

Copyright © Prince Ekpemandu | Year Posted 2011



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GEM

She sat near a pool of brownish waters.
Perplexed by her own reflection.
The wind tender on her hair,
Tossing it eastward.
Drying her imbrued face,
From days of sobbing,
Leaving dull lines that stretched
From her pale eyes,down her haggard lion.
She never wore a smile
As brilliant as the sun.
They only burn,her.
Reawaking her tears
From their subtle base
Beneath her eyes.
She considered them,a tragic representation of her
life.
She decked her face with cowardice.
Never regretted,nor did she skedaddle from it,
The lies she once told herself.
They were now,dreams she woke up to,now and
then.
Expressionless,she sat,
On cold dead grass.
They sent chills to her bones.
Her mind hovering through the empty space,
That is her her own schema.
And the world that lies beneath her bruised nose,
Covered in blood and fear,
The stench of terror,
Quite familiar to her.
They were like marks on her back.
They stayed with you for a life time.
Misery was something she owned.
They burnt in her dark brown eyes.
You could see their talons lashing restlessly,
Drawing those who cared for a scare.
The tears that flooded her garment
Jog the memory of her own consciousness,
That she still did feel something.
Something painfully passionate.
Something,realer than her fragile image.
Those tears were reminders
Reminding her,that she,can still think.
Think of events that stole
All the life she knew,
Will ever know.
She stood at the edge of destitute,
As hard as it was,
It brought her solace.
Her hopes raise at the east,
Settling west with the sun.
She seeks no remedy,
But an audience.
An audience at least.

****DEDICATING THIS ONE TO 
POETDESTROYER.SHE IS THE REASON WHY IM 
HERE.ITS BEING A WHILE THOUGH...MISS IT ON 
HERE***

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ABANDONED CHURCH

In the midst of this silent song,
Is a lost note-a lost church...
Worst than being abandoned,
It's foundation  has been crawled by isolation...
The melodious rhymes it made,
Has been replaced by a never ending moaning of the ocean...
The sands crapes into it veins,
Going sway..
It was a place filled with saved souls..
A place of inspiration,
Tunes into a place of isolation..
Left and abandoned by all,
The place of worship has turned into "abbadon".

 

BY PRINCE EKPEMANDU
contest- THE CHURCH NY THE OCEAN
2nd October 2011

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A GREAT MAN

How do you know a great man,
Two things i tell you.
The largeness of his heart and the insight of his mind.

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ITS UP TO YOU

You aint all that perfect
You aint there yet
Hoping you could be
But that can never be...
You know i want to love you
You know i want to be involued
But you are lost in the passion
And all you see is distraction
I may not be all that handsome
The guy in that big mansion
But my heart is a worthy ransom..
Look deep and close
Not the shiny,not the clothes
Remember now,but forget not tomorrow
That's where the story continues
With me you can be an epic with depth.
Why be just a few passages with them
when you can be a book with me
My lady chose...chose the right time

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AWFUL

Such an intelligent mind,
But enslaved by a treacherous and foolish mouth
Leading his brilliance into no significance

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NO FARTING ALLOWED

Hold it! i am warning you
NO FARTING ALLOWED!
The rest room is near 
you...
DON'T FART OUT LOUD

NO OOZING BOMBS ! Not 
those 
I am not ready to die,so 
stop that art
The last time you fart 
You murdered  my nose

I say NO FART ALLOWED 
DEAR!
The last world war was a 
pretty good  scare
Please don't start 
another one here
Oh! that oozing smell 
who can bear.....


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MY PERSONALITY

My personality
That's my identity
Who i am in a summary
What a shocking reality
It is my ability to express me
... A great asset not a liability
So i ask you my community
Do you like my personality
 
Some times i can be unstable like the weather
But my personality is constant for3ver
I may create a lot of shams
So that i can charm
You people from knowing who i am
But that brings me much harm
Because my personality i must be expressed
if  i don't i will be giving myself stress
Hiding my personality
Is like losing the ability to be free
 
I try to make friends
I try so much to blend
I try also not to offend
but my personality doesn't send
It must exhibit what it can
And can not be hidden in a can
so take me the way i am
and i the way you are
no matter how i try to fake
It would always ache
So before you judge me
Just try to love me
And you would see
That i have a great personality

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BEING IN LOVE AGAIN

Am in love again
It feels like being born again
Never thought it would happen this way
Never thought she would cross my way.
I feel so good inside
Such a feeling has been hard to find
I swear i never expected it
Not in this life would io have guessed it
It's been a situation whereby love was at my door
And i never cared to open

Giving myself to my emotions
Being vulnerable to loves touch
Entwining with the elements of love and passion
Which seems to be overwhelming me 
Rekindling my past emotions
Igniting them together
Producing this magnificent love masterpiece
Made by this great artist...me

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BLACK AND BEAUTIFUL

Like dark chocolate,
She is my favorite.
A redefined taste of perfection and originality,
An embodiment of beauty,
Not in some quantity,
But with endowed with plenty and quality.
Dark creamed co lour,
Enchanter with a pleasant oozing odor,
Giving her epicures an experience
Of absolute brilliance.
O! She is like a unique sample,
Her lips are very tasty samples.
The sun gives her skin a sparky shine,
Like the gold of king Solomon mines.
A bit of her lips are like pure honey.
The feel of her skin is more desirable than money
She is black and beautiful
Her beauty is so edible.
As her looks implies.
She is a beauty simplified
In a complex sense that can not be decipher.
She is a beauty that is a miracle
She is black and beautiful...

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