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Verlecia Fields Poem
i want to go home
to a place where i (I )belong
a place that holds values
up to the light and fighting strong
to hold my head up, high
because i (I) am with others who can hold
there values to the light
to walk hand in hand
into any man-made fight
and know, that we are fighting in the right
to look into our sons, and daughters little faces
and believe we have made, a much better place
i (I) want to be free
to know that no man has the right to seal (badge) from me
not my life or take way any of my rites (rights)
i (I) want to break bread with others of my own kind
the kind who don't seal (sea mammal) kill, or bend others minds (mind-control)
not even to receive, a piece of gold
set a top, a money mounted hill...
i (I) want to believe that i (I) will someday
be free....
free to walk, and talk beside you
knowing no man or woman has control over me!
(fixed? 5-5-2017)
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2012
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Verlecia Fields Poem
lyRical safe
i don't think sO
why the bus there is
as danGers as the sitting in my own homE
i am a Coward
i do shake with fear
for i am sure of my death
i am a citizens of the United States
a Land that Is loved by me
but give me No rights
gives me no protection under The law
how else cOuld someone rob my safe despot box
in broad day light
i the coward dare Not speak up
i the coward was shaking in my boots
when i saw the man in the red turban
standing there in the bank
as i came from the should be safety deposit box
the box that was fill with my lyrics
the lyrics the famous keep stealing
the lyrics that where under lock and key?
i do hate the coward in me
what do you think (Wikileaks)
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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Verlecia Fields Poem
Do I Still Dream
dreams !
do i still dream?
not without tears in my big brown watered eyes
not without a blindside heavy blacked heart
and not without thinking I've lost
the best years of my life
that I never had
what a waste of time
to cry over time that
has been stolen
but it is my time
and
I soak the time away
in my own tears of
lost unknown could
have been moments
and I push it back
and it pushes up over
my cracked
soul
moving up over my head
inching slowly
seconds by slow second
stretching over my pined shoulders
on its way to crushing my chest
with all my freaked out fears
till I'm caved over in some
out in out mind dance
and tears are raining
all over my feet
that if my chest wasn't in the way!
and I thing
what the hell
I am great
at least in my
could have been dreams
and maybe someday
someone will know
it too
maybe it will someday be you
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"Love, Drys The Ink" (32809)
let me draw you a picture
plant it on your lips
crave it inside your heart
so love won't miss
cut at your heart strings
till the paint all wet
love you so deep, love you all so long
that angel began to sing our love songs
so now is the time to set your heart free
place all your wants, softly under me
and take a deep breath and hold on tight
there only pleasured pain
so, no need to fight
now let the story be written
till the ink start to dry
because in our fairytale
there only forever
with just You and I~
aka:lyricvixen
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2009
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"Prays of The Enslaved Soul" (3/26/09/42yrs)
So small, no one can see
just a blackish, ink mark were my soul should be
tearfully waiting to be what i want to be
to move on to greener pastors (pastures)
spilling out the inter me, calling out to the soon to be
just no were to find a clear path, to that thing i call, me
just waiting, and waiting
till i can place one idle dream into a real movement of freedom!
so that when one tear falls from my face, it will roll from the cheeks
of joy and laughter
so, i wait and pray for this day, but most of all
i pray for the strength too wait one way or the other!
aka:lyricvixen
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2009
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in the shape of maintenance
there are four straight sided sides
lies of coper (copper) pipes
to actually but not officially
or explicitly choke the life
out of me
pigmented mutuality
is credibility yours to kill
come find me nosy enigmatic organization
(groups who solve puzzles)
while my grave is being dug
clues to the find
are not all in the same state
rotting candor of honesty
i did lyric (write) and stopped breathing
shape of maintenance
four straight sides
of copper pipes
actually but not officially
choke the life
out of me
mutuality
credibility to kill
come nosy youthful institution of association
my grave is being dug
clues to the find
look states
fumy honesty
lyric and not breathing
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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Happy Happy Birthday Nikola Tanaskovic
To the extraordinarily excellent Freelance Accordion Player
with the most
evangelical performance
let me say
happy happy birthday to you
i lift up my glass with a
LYRICAL Toast
just as measured style
and bellows-driven
as to say to you
i hope you have a
happy happy birthday
that only a
beloved Accordionist
like you can do
happy happy birthday
to a influential performer
AS premierly wonderful
as Nikola Tanaskovic
THE Great
aka:lyricvixen
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“Slam-en Mental Metal”
Posted on July 16, 2011 by lyricvixen
“Slam-en Mental Metal”
here to my mental, metal brake down
throw me to the wall
shove me in the back
Hook::here come my iron maiden
heart attack
move out the way
or I’ll crush you
I said move
Hook::shake, I said move
shake the ground
I said move out the way
here it comes
my mental metal brake down
Hook::shake, I said move
shake the ground
I said move out the way
Hook::shake, I said move
shake the ground
I said move out the way
Hook::here come my iron maiden
heart attack
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Happy Happy Birthday Claire Holt
To the 'ABSOLUTELY most STUNNING,
'SOPHISTICATED BEAUTY OF ALL TIME '
with the most
'SPARKLING, PERKY, ENCHANTING PERSONALITY
that goes with the
'BRIGHTEST HOMETOWN GOOD-GIRL SMILE'
let me say
Happy Happy Birthday to you
I lift up my glass with a
'LYRICAL Toast'
just as 'TOMBOY NATURALLY FLAWLESS'
and 'ENTHUSIASTICALLY, SINCERE, and ORIGINAL'
as to say to you
I hope you have a
Happy Happy Birthday
that only a
'CELESTIAL GODDESS'
like you can do
Happy Happy Birthday
to a 'BELOVED VISION of LOVELINESS'
as 'Angelically enchanting, and ADORABLY SOPHISTICATEDLY KIND'
irreplaceable CLAIRE HOLT wonderful you
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Verlecia Fields Poem
how chronic is your life
when your about to die
when you know
it was just
a matter of time
how chronic was your life
when you know it was because
they (doctor) won't treat you right
how chronic is it, when
there is too many of us for
someone to care...
black ball for a regenerative life
Terrorist dressed in white
just because i like to write
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2011
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