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To My Ghetto Princess

Been 
lost 
in 
this 
fantasy 
Island 
without 
a 
sleazy 
clue

mesmerized 
by 
your 
svelte 
figure 
and 
intoxicating 
hue

the 
type 
of 
ebony 
that 
would 
make  
the 
illest 
of 
playas  
always 
Stay 
True

from 
the 
first 
blush,I 
have 
been 
hoping 
on 
Comets 
and 
wishin 
on 
angels 
to 
bring 
me 
you

everytime 
I 
stargaze 
and 
Feel 
in 
my 
heart 
that 
you 
also 
Do

lonely 
for 
too 
long,chilled 
by 
music,I 
never 
knew 
That 
what 
I 
was 
missing 
was 
you

though 
I 
have 
been 
cold 
to 
a 
lot 
of 
damsels,none 
of 
them 
have 
been 
upto 
ya 
Feel

you 
the 
only 
one 
who 
have 
ever 
saved 
me 
from 
earthly 
Ills

told 
me 
to 
down 
my 
weed,and 
I 
did 
it 
even 
before 
I 
aborted 
ma 
liquor 
Dreams

to 
walk 
that 
aisle 
with 
you 
I 
must 
give 
you 
that 
which 
is 
more 
dear 
than 
Emeralds 
and 
Pearls

I 
would 
paint 
the 
sky 
for 
you,even 
to 
the 
level 
of 
capturing 
the 
stars, 
just 
for 
you

anything 
you 
want 
babe,I 
will 
give 
it 
to 
you,betting 
on 
my 
life 
To 
give 
the 
best 
of 
love,true 
to 
you

because 
you 
deserve 
the 
best 
in 
the 
world 
babe,I 
won't 
leave  
your  
side 
no 
matter 
the 
weather,in 
tides 
or 
tranquility 
babe

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Hip Hop Shine

Past the second light,aboard a ship am drifting
Feeling elated I need a minute to let it all sink in
If the crown  fits I will line mine with pearls
Take a trip to Utopic Islands just to get my cereal outta farms
High_grade bud and tantalizing rum
I feel queasy flimsy,if am sick its the whisky cheating
Lets go far from here a place with no hurt or fear
I need freedom for a while, not mere wishful thinking,perception or dreams
Nothing imagined is real
We don't need simulation to make whips spin a rim
My goal is to make mankind supreme delight
Notta buncha snitches n rats
My artistry was sculpted  from ancient Egyptian Vines
Made to last in a mummified extension of euclidean signs
If hanging the verse by double rhymes will bring justice to musicality then I will guillotine a chapter in style
Sex a whole clan of verbs just to make my point heard symmetrically

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The Untitled Flow

Am a troubled SOUL,trapped in a PIANO, by an HARPSICHORD
I STRING literal NOTES,my Te amo,
she left me dis-HARMONY,
My heart co-nun-DRUM
Its agony,TRAMPOLINES and Brass-Caps
She was my CYMBAL of hope,
the BEAT to the tints of my Night-caps...
She was my ELVIS GUITAR, tho Pricey',
She was Treasured,and Honoured,,
My MELODY,tuned to perfection,
ACOUSTIC sexually,pure SONIC and DRAMA...
My Prima Donna

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Urban Poetry

Poetry in motion
is prose 
encapsulated in 
warring thoughts,
notions conceived 
in time oscillated 
flows,
harmonically 
shifting mental 
tides to whence 
the Tasmanian 
wind never blows,
where meditating 
and trancing 
souls,fairly prowls,
like watching the 
future in an 
ancient show,
I swear the 
present is 
abstract,just 
never raw,
My intuition?All 
deja vu's ,makin' 
twelve other 
planets ma other 
home,
sighted a UFO in 
the polar zone,
thought he was 
ma other clone,
till I realise I was 
on monologue 
driftin' with 
extraterrestrials 
longer gone',
so fate played 
foul,the legend  
became of a 
kingdom lost,
an heir to the 
golden native's 
Hercynian throne,
trascended in 
rhyme,lost in 
dextrous wit' 
upon a thousand 
scrolls,
so it became a 
legacy,much like 
Troll,
that 
pathos,evaded 
the script and 
drama faded as 
the Curtain Falls,
and ma mind lost 
touch with 
protocol,
started 
developing a 
labyrinth of finer 
scopes that it 
derailed the train 
of my fibre 
thoughts...
Now am 
here,waiting for 
diviner calls,
wishing on 
asteroids to 
fall,making 
summer snow...

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Artistic Arthritis

Paralyzed in a tranquil trance,
She stared at the white blank page, terrified,
visualizing a perfect storm, robust and rugged
Then her metacarpals mobilized, resulting
in  a mortified tableau of a raging wave, 
her pawn trapped, 
she sculpted that death defying
dance, 
perfection, 
marred by a sadistic smile,,,
her first work of art

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Eitaphs From Beyond

When I die from Anxiety
I hope Serenity,will revive my Telepathy
And together in Trepidation,
The Free-will of Temptation
Will rejoin with my Sonic Sensations
And bring forth Light,
Bright But Understanding