About Love: Poems and Inspiration

[JackNickelz]

I used to wonder what love is…….
That is until I met you……
I remember the day so clear when I think back…..
Your beautiful smile, your sparkling eyes…..
The sweet sound of your voice……
When you whispered goodnight in my ear…..
Or the joyfulness of “Happy Birthday” as I celebrated a new year….
You, mother, showed me the true meaning of the word….
Pass dictionary meaning or the purpose it served…..
Some times I feel that even love isn’t strong enough….
To describe the bond that is between us…..
So I have decided that no word is strong enough in my eyes….
To describe what I feel and I can not lie…..
For the role you played, I will always be in your debt….
And for the guidance you shall give me, even in death…..
You’re my root and my strength, my strong backbone…..
My heart and my soul, where you were was home…..
You’re my life and love, my honor, my pride…..
The pain and the joy, that I feel inside……
And struggle as I might, these words won’t be enough….
No matter how big I’ve become, no matter how tough…..

 

[ladyscorpio]

Don't mean 2 b a tease . How about this?

mesmerized by eyes, legs & thighs
chocolate cinnamon skin will b my demise
enraptured by u're touch
infatuated with thoughts of u & i
if i died 2 day my life would b complete
with just a vision of u
u inspire me 2 b who i am
my only wish is 2 b closer 2 u
if only 4 now
than let me memorize this moment

How about you come read that to me....

 

[Mr MajestiK]

Essence

This thing called love
Smashing me in the face
by way of a cast iron fist in a velvet glove
withdrawing to strike again as I nurse my rapidly swelling eye
I see things clearly now, clouds parting to reveal brightened sky
My heart beating faster, taking flight with the purple plumed doves cry

Foundation rocked
And by Cupids punches sent reeling
The anasthesia of your warm face smiling
Has me floating on clouds of euphoria past pains forgotten an blocked

Subtely batting your eyelids I see
You had me locked in your passionate jail willingly
Wondering what manner of magic you've worked on me

Attraction powers in abundance
Incomparable poise in elegant full effect
You've got me totally sprung with your sweet connect
And hopelessly set adrift on memory bliss without a compass
As I explore the undiscovered continent of your regal elegance
Digging every part of you as I luxuriate within your loving essence

 

[dik cashmere]

How about you come read that to me....

should i bring anything special?

 

[ladyscorpio]

I used to wonder what love is…….
That is until I met you……
I remember the day so clear when I think back…..
Your beautiful smile, your sparkling eyes…..
The sweet sound of your voice……
When you whispered goodnight in my ear…..
Or the joyfulness of “Happy Birthday” as I celebrated a new year….
You, mother, showed me the true meaning of the word….
Pass dictionary meaning or the purpose it served…..
Some times I feel that even love isn’t strong enough….
To describe the bond that is between us…..
So I have decided that no word is strong enough in my eyes….
To describe what I feel and I can not lie…..
For the role you played, I will always be in your debt….
And for the guidance you shall give me, even in death…..
You’re my root and my strength, my strong backbone…..
My heart and my soul, where you were was home…..
You’re my life and love, my honor, my pride…..
The pain and the joy, that I feel inside……
And struggle as I might, these words won’t be enough….
No matter how big I’ve become, no matter how tough…..

Jack you uhmm have a way with words I likes you

Essence

This thing called love
Smashing me in the face
by way of a cast iron fist in a velvet glove
withdrawing to strike again as I nurse my rapidly swelling eye
I see things clearly now, clouds parting to reveal brightened sky
My heart beating faster, taking flight with the purple plumed doves cry

Foundation rocked
And by Cupids punches sent reeling
The anasthesia of your warm face smiling
Has me floating on clouds of euphoria past pains forgotten an blocked

Subtely batting your eyelids I see
You had me locked in your passionate jail willingly
Wondering what manner of magic you've worked on me

Attraction powers in abundance
Incomparable poise in elegant full effect
You've got me totally sprung with your sweet connect
And hopelessly set adrift on memory bliss without a compass
As I explore the undiscovered continent of your regal elegance
Digging every part of you as I luxuriate within your loving essence

Damn Majestik.....lawd uh mercy....you get me at all angles see you on the battlefield baby....

should i bring anything special?

Hmm your locks dem lips and.....nah thats pretty much it

 

[Izayoi]

I used to wonder what love is…….
That is until I met you……
I remember the day so clear when I think back…..
Your beautiful smile, your sparkling eyes…..
The sweet sound of your voice……
When you whispered goodnight in my ear…..
Or the joyfulness of “Happy Birthday” as I celebrated a new year….
You, mother, showed me the true meaning of the word….
Pass dictionary meaning or the purpose it served…..
Some times I feel that even love isn’t strong enough….
To describe the bond that is between us…..
So I have decided that no word is strong enough in my eyes….
To describe what I feel and I can not lie…..
For the role you played, I will always be in your debt….
And for the guidance you shall give me, even in death…..
You’re my root and my strength, my strong backbone…..
My heart and my soul, where you were was home…..
You’re my life and love, my honor, my pride…..
The pain and the joy, that I feel inside……
And struggle as I might, these words won’t be enough….
No matter how big I’ve become, no matter how tough…..

I am so feeling that Jack. Something about that first line, too. Only as an adult did I really "meet" my mother in a way that I could truly appreciate her as woman and as a loving and beautiful person.

How perfect for the holidays.

Essence

...
Foundation rocked
And by Cupids punches sent reeling
The anasthesia of your warm face smiling
Has me floating on clouds of euphoria past pains forgotten an blocked

...
Attraction powers in abundance
Incomparable poise in elegant full effect
You've got me totally sprung with your sweet connect
And hopelessly set adrift on memory bliss without a compass
As I explore the undiscovered continent of your regal elegance
Digging every part of you as I luxuriate within your loving essence

 

[dik cashmere]

i am powerless, naked,
primitive with
a singular beat,
touched
by a
body's
wet silhouette,
a tongue's feminine nerve,
painting
multiple bursts of
dark honey,
your kiss a step,
a velvety nipple taking cover
inside my mouth' dream,
i sleepwalk
inside you, my dreams
too criminal to speak
of,
black grapes swelled
with starlight,
your essence,
i drink ure milk slowly
& remember

 

[ladyscorpio]

i am powerless, naked,
primitive with
a singular beat,
touched
by a
body's
wet silhouette,
a tongue's feminine nerve,
painting
multiple bursts of
dark honey,
your kiss a step,
a velvety nipple taking cover
inside my mouth' dream,
i sleepwalk
inside you, my dreams
too criminal to speak
of,
black grapes swelled
with starlight,
your essence,
i drink ure milk slowly
& remember

damn....

 

[JackNickelz]

What you think I wasn't gonna notice ya change in actions/
Don't give me that I love you bullshit, I know your acting/
False nights of satisfactions only worked for one week/
I hear you making phone calls when I pretend ta be sleep/
You think you slick huh, I like I can't see the games/
like I don't really notice when you call out his name/
Like I don't follow you when you live tha crib/
How could you do this shit to me, what about the kids/
What about that 24 piece thing wrapped around your finger/
False tales of I love as the other thought lingers/
What you that I really left for the week/
Naw I just waited around the block while you called your creep/
And as you sucked him in our bed, I walked right up tha stairs/
Opened the door and all I saw was his hips and your hair/
Naw, don't try to explain, because I'm not finishing talking/
And you kid, don't move or it'll be ya last time walking/
You bitch, I broke my back buying you shit/
From the furs ta tha cars and always icing out shit/
Click-Click, nigga freeze....don't move again/
Cause I'm feeling kinda tipsy, must of been all that gin/
Oh this Glock, this is my friend...he gonna help me do something.../
Blaw...muthafucka...didn't I say don't move nothing/
Oh well...so I guess it's just me and you/
Get you ass up off this bed I got something ta show you/
Bitch I owe you...so why don't you drop down to your knees/
And why don't you open up your mouth, you can use your nose to breathe/
Go ahead take full barrel of this gun/
Work tha steel dick just like you worked that real one/
Go ahead...deep thoart it...I bet you he loved that.....
Blaw.....oh I didn't know one shot would blow out ya thoart's back/
Oh well, where's the phone....I got someone to call/
"Hello", yes, I would like to report a shooting at 321 Glenn Falls/
That takes care of that.....let me end this real quick/
BLAW!!!! Isn't it funny what you do when your love sick/

 

[dik cashmere]

damn....

 

[ladyscorpio]

What you think I wasn't gonna notice ya change in actions/
Don't give me that I love you bullshit, I know your acting/
False nights of satisfactions only worked for one week/
I hear you making phone calls when I pretend ta be sleep/
You think you slick huh, I like I can't see the games/
like I don't really notice when you call out his name/
Like I don't follow you when you live tha crib/
How could you do this shit to me, what about the kids/
What about that 24 piece thing wrapped around your finger/
False tales of I love as the other thought lingers/
What you that I really left for the week/
Naw I just waited around the block while you called your creep/
And as you sucked him in our bed, I walked right up tha stairs/
Opened the door and all I saw was his hips and your hair/
Naw, don't try to explain, because I'm not finishing talking/
And you kid, don't move or it'll be ya last time walking/
You bitch, I broke my back buying you shit/
From the furs ta tha cars and always icing out shit/
Click-Click, nigga freeze....don't move again/
Cause I'm feeling kinda tipsy, must of been all that gin/
Oh this Glock, this is my friend...he gonna help me do something.../
Blaw...muthafucka...didn't I say don't move nothing/
Oh well...so I guess it's just me and you/
Get you ass up off this bed I got something ta show you/
Bitch I owe you...so why don't you drop down to your knees/
And why don't you open up your mouth, you can use your nose to breathe/
Go ahead take full barrel of this gun/
Work tha steel dick just like you worked that real one/
Go ahead...deep thoart it...I bet you he loved that.....
Blaw.....oh I didn't know one shot would blow out ya thoart's back/
Oh well, where's the phone....I got someone to call/
"Hello", yes, I would like to report a shooting at 321 Glenn Falls/
That takes care of that.....let me end this real quick/
BLAW!!!! Isn't it funny what you do when your love sick/

Jack you are killing it man.

 

[Bushmon]

Within the Storm

by Miguel Gonzalez


I raised my eyes to a forbidding sky

To see the darkness cast its gaze in turn

While the winds howled, I felt all courage die

As the chill of rain seeped where hope did burn

I heard a faint cry from the path ahead

Within the endless walls of rain, she lay

A little girl was deeply filled with dread

Who begged of me to wish it all away

I raised up to God a deafening call

Yet a subtle whisper answered within

I turned to the girl and let the rain fall

There, I felt courage return and hope begin

For only great Heaven could end her cries

So I let Heaven show within my eyes​

 

[Mr MajestiK]

An Ode To Sanguine Lullaby

Night closes upon me
Embraced ebony and yet so warmly
As still through rapidly closing eyes I see
Rapidly onrushing visions of you in all your finery

Your breath on my neck tantalising
Even as I find myself steadily falling
Into flowing waters powerfully onrushing
With the force of your welcomed touch most loving

I'm yours in darkness parting never
Bound by bonds that no one can sever
You'll always be my queen of sweet storm and thunder
As I thrill to the pleasure of your sanguine lullaby forever

 

[Izayoi]

i am powerless, naked,
primitive with
a singular beat,
touched
by a
body's
wet silhouette,
a tongue's feminine nerve,
painting
multiple bursts of
dark honey,
your kiss a step,
a velvety nipple taking cover
inside my mouth' dream,
i sleepwalk
inside you, my dreams
too criminal to speak
of,
black grapes swelled
with starlight,
your essence,
i drink ure milk slowly
& remember

So sensual

What you think I wasn't gonna notice ya change in actions/
Don't give me that I love you bullshit, I know your acting/
False nights of satisfactions only worked for one week/
I hear you making phone calls when I pretend ta be sleep/
You think you slick huh, I like I can't see the games/
like I don't really notice when you call out his name/
Like I don't follow you when you live tha crib/
How could you do this shit to me, what about the kids/
, nigga freeze....don't move again/
... Isn't it funny what you do when your love sick/

It's definitely a thin line. Thanks Jack.

Within the Storm

by Miguel Gonzalez


I raised my eyes to a forbidding sky

To see the darkness cast its gaze in turn

While the winds howled, I felt all courage die

As the chill of rain seeped where hope did burn

I heard a faint cry from the path ahead

Within the endless walls of rain, she lay

A little girl was deeply filled with dread

Who begged of me to wish it all away

I raised up to God a deafening call

Yet a subtle whisper answered within

I turned to the girl and let the rain fall

There, I felt courage return and hope begin

For only great Heaven could end her cries

So I let Heaven show within my eyes​

Hi Bush!!!! Nice to see you and what a selection you bought with you. Incredibly tender.

An Ode To Sanguine Lullaby

Night closes upon me
Embraced ebony and yet so warmly
As still through rapidly closing eyes I see
Rapidly onrushing visions of you in all your finery

Your breath on my neck tantalising
Even as I find myself steadily falling
Into flowing waters powerfully onrushing
With the force of your welcomed touch most loving

I'm yours in darkness parting never
Bound by bonds that no one can sever
You'll always be my queen of sweet storm and thunder
As I thrill to the pleasure of your sanguine lullaby forever

Something about that one line particularly I love. Thanks Maj- great post as usual.

 

[Sentra52]

She spoke softly
I caressed her hair with tired hands
Tears wandered down her cheeks
Heavy heart filled with joy

She knew not why
Only that she wanted more
Sad on the outside for everyone to see
Happy within

The first touch
Held gingerly
She smiled for the first time...






At her beautiful child

Tenderness of a woman that a man will never know
An inner beauty that bonds forever
Mother and child

 

[Izayoi]

She spoke softly
I caressed her hair with tired hands
Tears wandered down her cheeks
Heavy heart filled with joy

She knew not why
Only that she wanted more
Sad on the outside for everyone to see
Happy within

The first touch
Held gingerly
She smiled for the first time...






At her beautiful child

Tenderness of a woman that a man will never know
An inner beauty that bonds forever
Mother and child

Thank you Sentra52. I'm sure all the mothers on the board and lurking can deeply appreciate.


Here's some classic winter poetry before I'm out.

Dust of Snow
by Robert Frost


The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.



Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

......

Happy Holidays folks.

 

[Sentra52]

Take this to heart and reach out to those less fortunate...

Eyes Of A Stranger

Mysterious and intent, he stares of into nowhere
Seeking not comfort or company, he wanders alone
No destination in mind, no end in sight
He looks for inner peace in the eyes of a stranger

Misery is his companion, pain is his friend
They know his checkered past and his future
They are in his restless dreams
He searches for faith in the eyes of a stranger

Displaced by society, haunted by injustice
Turned away by friends and foe alike
He treads on for another day
He glimpses hope in the eyes of a stranger

Is he a father? Is he a friend?
Was he a soldier or a shop keeper? He’s still a man
Life is too short to turn yet another blind eye
Look no further my brother,
You have found compassion, peace, hope, and love
In the eyes of this stranger​

Thanks for the props Izayoi!

 

[NICKLEBAGKILLA]

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower
But only so an hour
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay

- Robert Frost



This has been one of my favorite poems - ever since I read "The Outsiders"

 

[NICKLEBAGKILLA]

If

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a man, my son!


- Rudyard Kipling

I think more young boys need to know this

 

[NICKLEBAGKILLA]

And you can't forget the Chairman of the Board

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.


- Frank Sinatra

 

[Bushmon]

Hey what up fam? Had to step away for a hot minute. The duties of reality called. Props to Izayoi for holding it down. I'm glad to see this thread has come back to the positive side. There is so much raw diversified talent up in here I can’t possibly comment on every one. All I can say is keep doing your thing fam. Even if you don’t get personal props by anyone, your work is much appreciated. I also see some people using this thread as a tool to vent darkness positively; it’s a good thing. The pen is truly more gratifying than the sword. Aiight back to the business at hand:

Our Deepest Fear


Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that
other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are born to make manifest the glory of God
that is within us.
It is not just in some of us, it's in everyone.

As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give
other people permission to do the same.
And as we are liberated from our own fears,
our presence automatically liberates others.

--Marianne Williamson​

 

[Mr MajestiK]

Footsteps Of Destiny

Footsteps leading away from the doorway of lust furiously spent
expectations of everlasting love tainted and heart truly rent
as from within the bed of false promises you were sent

Cold streets echo to your weeping as tears fall
soul and inner women curled up in foetal ball
sadness rising up as you heed pains old call
shame of whispered lies in your ears crawl

The shore of distant islands without
even as your tortured felings shout
emotions twisted in battles rout
looking for the surest way out

Dry your eyes dearly precious one
for not everyman is a true mothers love guided son
destiny decrees there'll be someone real after all's said and done

 

[owl]

these niggas fakin
I was policy breakin
before the break...
you feel me...
little known ninja
throwing fingers to grown figures
but no ninjas gone separate me from what I love
bitches
I know I ain't right, ya'll
and she don't even write, ya'll


i think i'm sucka essence
i can't hear her fuck confessions
do she know what ghetto love is
don't she know them squares fizz
under pressure
they don't take care of biz...

and I ain't pullin triggers, kid
but she don't wanna hear of it
surviving brothers ain't her shit
she say she wants none of it...


why ninjas so scared of life
she came by the other night...
fucked me til my mind went white...
why she can't see where I could be in life...

pain pressure and ghetto reality,
she graduated to class wow,
i finally got on my second felony...

she still ain't feelin' me

fuck life is my feelings and real as it done got
I can't feel no bitch who ain't real enough to feel me...

she askin me to bang it
before she go back to spelman
I'm tearing that pussy open
hopin she fuckin feel me
love me for who I am...

 

[ladyscorpio]

Hey what up fam? Had to step away for a hot minute. The duties of reality called. Props to Izayoi for holding it down. I'm glad to see this thread has come back to the positive side. There is so much raw diversified talent up in here I can’t possibly comment on every one. All I can say is keep doing your thing fam. Even if you don’t get personal props by anyone, your work is much appreciated. I also see some people using this thread as a tool to vent darkness positively; it’s a good thing. The pen is truly more gratifying than the sword. Aiight back to the business at hand:
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Bushmon its persons such as yourself that bring life to the thread. I'm loving it. Give thanks bredren. The venting is part of the reason why Mcguyver suggested the battle thread. That way there is another type of creative outlet for you all. Thanks for all your contributions

Footsteps Of Destiny

Footsteps leading away from the doorway of lust furiously spent
expectations of everlasting love tainted and heart truly rent
as from within the bed of false promises you were sent

Cold streets echo to your weeping as tears fall
soul and inner women curled up in foetal ball
sadness rising up as you heed pains old call
shame of whispered lies in your ears crawl

The shore of distant islands without
even as your tortured felings shout
emotions twisted in battles rout
looking for the surest way out

Dry your eyes dearly precious one
for not everyman is a true mothers love guided son
destiny decrees there'll be someone real after all's said and done

Majestik bless up bredren

 

[Izayoi]

I can't respond to everyone right now, but thank you so much for posting. This is some beautiful stuff and Nickelbagkilla Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost was the first poem I memorized by heart.

 

[Izayoi]

I know if you are like me that has lost a loved one, the holidays are hard and depression comes easy. This is for all of you. A little survivors optimism from Langston:

Life Is Fine by Langston Hughes
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love--
But for livin' I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry--
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.
Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

*********

....and this is for my Dad. NOT a song about father's and daughters obviously, but the emotions in the song well.....nobody sings it like Prince. For those of us struggling with getting through the season with a smile on our faces, yall understand.

Another Lonely Christmas by Prince

Last night, I spent another lonely Christmas
Darlin', darlin', you should've been there
'Cuz, all the ones I dream about
You are the one that makes my love shout
You see, you are the only one I care for
Remember the time we swam naked
In your father's pool?
Boy, he was upset that night
But boy, was that ever cool
Remember that night we played pokeno for money
And you robbed me blind?
Remember how you used to scream so loud
'Cuz, you, you hated that number 9?
Hey, I saw your sister skatin' on the lake
This afternoon
Good heaven, how she's grown
She swoons the boy skaters, she's so tall
But of all your father's children
All your father's children, baby
You know, you are the finest of them all
You are brighter than the northern star
And I, last night, I spent another lonely ChristmasDarlin', darlin', you, you should've been there
You see, of all the ones I dream about
You are the one that makes my love shout
You see, you are the only one I care for, yeah
My mummy used to say, always trust your lover
But now, I guess that only applies to her
'Cuz, baby, you promised me
Baby, you promised me, you'd never leave
Then you died on the 25th day of December, oh, baby
Last night, oh, I spent another lonely, lonely Christmas
Darlin', baby, you, you should've been there, oh, oh
'Cuz all the ones I dream about
You are the one that makes my love shout
You see, you are the only one I care for, yeah
Your father said it was pneumonia
Your mother said it was stress
But the doctor said you were dead
And I, I say it's senseless
Every Christmas night for 7 years now
I drink banana daiquiris till I'm blind
As long as I can hear you smilin', baby
You won't hear my tears
Another lonely Christmas is mineYeah, mine, yeah
Another lonely Christmas is mine
Last night, yeah, I spent another lonely, lonely Christmas
Darlin', darlin', you should've been there, yeah
'Cuz all the ones I dream about
You are the one that makes my love shout
You see, you are the only one one care for

 

[Bushmon]

Happy Holidays to the fam. What ever you celebrate be safe and enjoy. Props to JackNickelz, Mr MajestiK, dik cashmere, Sentra 52, NICKLEBAGKILLA, Owl and the rest of the crew for your contributions. Your diversified selections are what truly makes this thread dynamic. Lady Scorpio thanks for your kind words but I am hesitant to respond. I don’t want to have to beat down one of your little admirers with my pen .

Ms. Izayoi I’m sorry for your loss, thank you for comming strait from the heart though ma, it is appreciated as always. You honor their memory by pressing forward and progressing.……………

“BLACK ROSE”

Sweet flower, wild flower, ohh thy mystery,
Inside thy blossoms awaits hope, desire, harmony.
Grow my flower, live my flower, receive thy destiny.

Sweet flower, wild flower, bruised by the winds of time,
Precious petals lost, weakened, no sunshine.
Patience my flower, he commeth, dawn divine.

For the gardener will water you and watch you grow.
Protecting you from parasites who stop your perfection from show.
As fresh as the morning dew, so will your nectar flow.



BUSHMON
©2007​

 

[lrgtree]

In Love With You
By Melissa Gwynn

Your dark skin
pressed up against mine

I need you near me right now
but it's seems like your wasting time

I've been in love with you once
and it's happening again

You are so special to me
and I feel honored to be your friend

I love you so much
and I know you love me back

You make my heart race so
that it feels like Im having a heart attack

I'm in love with you
and I know this feeling won't change

All that matters is all
the love that you shall bring

My love for you goes far
across the deep blue sea

I know now that there is no you without me...
​

 

[Izayoi]

“BLACK ROSE”

Sweet flower, wild flower, ohh thy mystery,
Inside thy blossoms awaits hope, desire, harmony.
Grow my flower, live my flower, receive thy destiny.

Sweet flower, wild flower, bruised by the winds of time,
Precious petals lost, weakened, no sunshine.
Patience my flower, he commeth, dawn divine.
For the gardener will water you and watch you grow.
Protecting you from parasites who stop your perfection from show.
As fresh as the morning dew, so will your nectar flow.



BUSHMON
©2007[/COLOR][/SIZE][/CENTER]

Bush thank you! Your thoughts, poetry, and presence in the thread are always like breath of fresh air. You know sista's are waiting to exhale

In Love With You
By Melissa Gwynn

Your dark skin
pressed up against mine

I need you near me right now
but it's seems like your wasting time

I've been in love with you once
and it's happening again

You are so special to me
and I feel honored to be your friend

I love you so much
and I know you love me back

You make my heart race so
that it feels like Im having a heart attack

I'm in love with you
and I know this feeling won't change

All that matters is all
the love that you shall bring

My love for you goes far
across the deep blue sea

I know now that there is no you without me...
​

Lrgtree that's so romantic!

 

[Bushmon]

And now for a little CARIBBEAN FLAVOR:

RICE IS MY NAME
Antonia Borrero

I make perfect rice
Perfect, Perfect rice!

Each grain—singular, outstanding,
containing fat outpourings of a woman's culture.
Each plump orangeygrain of rice,
containing just the right salt, just enough garlic,
cooked just enough time.
Boiled and steamed just the right way.

On my Mad days, it contains madness.
On my days of feeling lost, it contains nothing.
It is my science, it is my art.
It links me to past pots of madness and nothing!

Each plump kernel of rice tells my daily story.
How I cried over it,
the day I made rice for the people coming back
from my Mom's funeral.
How I added wine to it
and spoiled it,
in a vain attempt to gourmet the product
and impress a white boyfriend.
How I made it for picnics, for lunch, the beach,
to go to Philly, to come back from Philly.

I made it in the morning for tonight.
I made it tonight for tomorrow.

Perfect rice pours out of my fingers,
it pads my hips, and makes my brown skin shine.
Keeps my brown curls soft.
It feeds my children,
who no longer know the Spanish word for it.

The recipe for it will be passed down to someone.
Rice is my name!
Sustaining your daily life is my game!
Men eat me perfect!
Women make me perfect!
Arroz is my name!
Men eat me perfect!
Women make me perfect!​

 

[Izayoi]

Bush I love that! In Chinese, the old symbol for rice I think is synonymous with "chi"- chi has many meanings (too many) but in this context life! Rice is considered basically to be the foundation of food hence life- a perfect neutral balance

That piece has a "Like Water for Chocolate" feel! Great!!!!!

 

[ladyscorpio]

This thread has never failed to uplift. Respect to all the real poets in here. Loving the vibe






Peace

 

[Sentra52]

A wise old man once told
A story not new, but really not old
A tale of the yesterday and today
A fable for some to take away

A lesson not learned in books or school
The hardest exam taken without rules
Truth in spray painted word
Few vowels, few verbs

A parable of life told in a song
By a lonely litte sparrow that I’d heard all along
Our fate in life we must all choose
Many of us win, but many more lose

Take this lesson, passed from the old man
Live life to the fullest and under God’s hand
Love and cherish one another, for it is God’s way
A smile and a hug to someone, make it a special day​

 

[Izayoi]

I'm taking some time to highlight some of what I enjoyed but didn't have a chance to comment on.

...
why ninjas so scared of life
she came by the other night...
fucked me til my mind went white...
why she can't see where I could be in life...

pain pressure and ghetto reality,
she graduated to class wow,
i finally got on my second felony...

she still ain't feelin' me

fuck life is my feelings and real as it done got
I can't feel no bitch who ain't real enough to feel me...

she askin me to bang it
before she go back to spelman
I'm tearing that pussy open
hopin she fuckin feel me
love me for who I am...

Owl I feel like acceptance- real acceptance not "I'll accept it until I can change you" bullshit- is the realest, biggest, and most challenging part of adult love.

And you can't forget the Chairman of the Board

...
I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.


- Frank Sinatra

If

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

That's very very Zen- lol. I know you mentioned young boys, but that spoke to me as well. It's universal really.

Footsteps Of Destiny

Footsteps leading away from the doorway of lust furiously spent
expectations of everlasting love tainted and heart truly rent
as from within the bed of false promises you were sent

Cold streets echo to your weeping as tears fall
soul and inner women curled up in foetal ball
sadness rising up as you heed pains old call
shame of whispered lies in your ears crawl

The shore of distant islands without
even as your tortured felings shout
emotions twisted in battles rout
looking for the surest way out

Dry your eyes dearly precious one
for not everyman is a true mothers love guided son
destiny decrees there'll be someone real after all's said and done

Fire!

 

[Izayoi]

Since it seems we are putting love and life in perspective in the last few selections (fitting as the new year approaches) here's my pick for today!

Forgive if there are errors, I found 5 different versions of these lyrics! Pm me corrections if you have them.

Redemption Song by Bob Marley (abbreviated)


Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfill de book.

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
... These songs of freedom, Songs of freedom.