About Love: Poems and Inspiration

[Bushmon]

Greetings family, its been a hot minute but the duties of reality call. Respect to Hellfish, CybaCipha , AlexandMorgan, Iron, and Buttnaked. You all contributed some diverse and some times raw works of intellect. I am honored to be a part of this exchange. Its funny how we can all identify with each other’s works in one form or the other. Some of these pieces really hit close to home, especially the most recent offerings. Keep posting its all good. Ms. Scorpio and Purinsesu Izayoi thank you for the constant positive feedback on my work. Aiight fam I’m going to hit you with a drive by since I’m far from the lab, enjoy.

The Detached


We die,
Welcoming Bluebeards to our darkening closets,
Stranglers to our outstretched necks,
Stranglers, who neither care nor
care to know that
DEATH IS INTERNAL.

We pray,
Savoring sweet the teethed lies,
Bellying the grounds before alien gods,
Gods, who neither know nor
wish to know that
HELL IS INTERNAL.

We love,
Rubbing the nakednesses with gloved hands,
Inverting our mouths in tongued kisses,
Kisses that neither touch nor
care to touch if
LOVE IS INTERNAL.

Maya Angelou​

 

[ladyscorpio]

Bushmon because you keep calling me out I'll share dis one. Irie?
Nuff respect bredren dun knw.



How can I have no words
Why is my pen at a crossroads
My thoughts
Visions
Inner ramblings
No longer wax poetic
Crowded in an empty space
Nothing.....

I've got

Nothing...

There is the need
the urge
the longing..
the wanting to verse...
So much to say....

Truly I am a poet without expression
Without words.

 

[AlexandMorgan]

Bushmon because you keep calling me out I'll share dis one. Irie?
Nuff respect bredren dun knw.



How can I have no words
Why is my pen at a crossroads
My thoughts
Visions
Inner ramblings
No longer wax poetic
Crowded in an empty space
Nothing.....

I've got

Nothing...

There is the need
the urge
the longing..
the wanting to verse...
So much to say....

Truly I am a poet without expression
Without words.

Ladyscorpio you see what i meant when i told u it is always there.

Some short and fun ones i came up with at work


Past experiences tell me that I am good
Maybe if you want to try
For yourself you could
Give me your honest opinion
Anytime I pass through your neighborhood
Carrying my piece of prime mahogany wood.
(this one i used to tease a female co-worker who thinks i am wuffless)


Hello yon stranger from a distant land
It's been a while again since I contacted you
And I hope you can understand
Though time passes and my voice you may not hear
Inside my heart you will always be held dear.



Oh each and every rhyme you see from me
Are all original
Because you ladies just inspire me.

 

[Hellfish]

Greetings family, its been a hot minute but the duties of reality call. Respect to Hellfish, CybaCipha , AlexandMorgan, Iron, and Buttnaked. You all contributed some diverse and some times raw works of intellect. I am honored to be a part of this exchange. Its funny how we can all identify with each other’s works in one form or the other. Some of these pieces really hit close to home, especially the most recent offerings. Keep posting its all good. Ms. Scorpio and Purinsesu Izayoi thank you for the constant positive feedback on my work. Aiight fam I’m going to hit you with a drive by since I’m far from the lab, enjoy.

Thanks for the shout out brother Bushmon.

Bushmon because you keep calling me out I'll share dis one. Irie?
Nuff respect bredren dun knw.



How can I have no words
Why is my pen at a crossroads
My thoughts
Visions
Inner ramblings
No longer wax poetic
Crowded in an empty space
Nothing.....

I've got

Nothing...

There is the need
the urge
the longing..
the wanting to verse...
So much to say....

Truly I am a poet without expression
Without words.

I can relate to this

 

[Hellfish]

Are you ready for more

If I Were You

Don’t feed me the line of redemption
Don’t play me the card of a fool
I’ve got you pinned and incased
So I wouldn’t laugh, if I were you
but I’m not, so I stand
To please the case at hand
I shout until my lungs give out
Hate was not meant here
As shallow as you see me
Is how deep I really am
Turn your head, spare us all
Cause I keep the pace
And you disappoint
So I wouldn’t laugh if I were you
I Wouldn’t move, or run, or hide
I’d shrink, whimper & beg
But I’m not you

Noble
​

 

[AlexandMorgan]

Are you ready for more

If I Were You

Don’t feed me the line of redemption
Don’t play me the card of a fool
I’ve got you pinned and incased
So I wouldn’t laugh, if I were you
but I’m not, so I stand
To please the case at hand
I shout until my lungs give out
Hate was not meant here
As shallow as you see me
Is how deep I really am
Turn your head, spare us all
Cause I keep the pace
And you disappoint
So I wouldn’t laugh if I were you
I Wouldn’t move, or run, or hide
I’d shrink, whimper & beg
But I’m not you

Noble
​

Damn man you got skills. Same to bushmon, iron and all the other posters who are doing there thing man. Keep it up.

 

[Izayoi]

Bush!!! Thanks for the drive by brother.

Past experiences tell me that I am good
Maybe if you want to try
For yourself you could
Give me your honest opinion
Anytime I pass through your neighborhood
Carrying my piece of prime mahogany wood.
(this one i used to tease a female co-worker who thinks i am wuffless)


Hello yon stranger from a distant land
It's been a while again since I contacted you
And I hope you can understand
Though time passes and my voice you may not hear
Inside my heart you will always be held dear.



Oh each and every rhyme you see from me
Are all original
Because you ladies just inspire me.

Thanks AlexandM. Wuffless-lol

Are you ready for more

If I Were You

Don’t feed me the line of redemption
Don’t play me the card of a fool
I’ve got you pinned and incased
So I wouldn’t laugh, if I were you
but I’m not, so I stand
To please the case at hand
I shout until my lungs give out
Hate was not meant here
As shallow as you see me
Is how deep I really am
Turn your head, spare us all
Cause I keep the pace
And you disappoint
So I wouldn’t laugh if I were you
I Wouldn’t move, or run, or hide
I’d shrink, whimper & beg
But I’m not you

Noble
​

Skillz Hellfish- this is excellent.

 

[Izayoi]

Bushmon because you keep calling me out I'll share dis one. Irie?
Nuff respect bredren dun knw.



How can I have no words
Why is my pen at a crossroads
My thoughts
Visions
Inner ramblings
No longer wax poetic
Crowded in an empty space
Nothing.....

I've got

Nothing...

There is the need
the urge
the longing..
the wanting to verse...
So much to say....

Truly I am a poet without expression
Without words.

This one young lady here . Why you trying to play sis. There's so much more...this is just the cork out the bottle.

 

[ladyscorpio]

This one young lady here . Why you trying to play sis. There's so much more...this is just the cork out the bottle.

i don't know why you always "instigating"

 

[AlexandMorgan]

i don't know why you always "instigating"

No shame you have. No shame.

 

[Izayoi]

i don't know why you always "instigating"

I encourage baby, I encourage *sound familiar?*

 

[ladyscorpio]

No shame you have. No shame.

chaaa den yuh see you....u danedrus as rassss

I encourage baby, I encourage *sound familiar?*

wow my own words used against me.

 

[danyo30]

Dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' as all my love poems are.


Love Deluxe

Hidden within my soul, untold
For you I am discerning, yearning
Within my heart it won't depart
My passion for you is burning

When we marry, mix and mingle
Never again shall we be single
Nor must I lust just to feel a tingle

I steal a glimpsing gaze
Through a twilight haze
And by your beauty I am yet amazed
Intertwined both body and mind
Together forever our love devine
You and I, one of a kind
I am yours and you are mine


Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick

 

[Izayoi]

Dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' as all my love poems are.


Love Deluxe

Hidden within my soul, untold
For you I am discerning, yearning
Within my heart it won't depart
My passion for you is burning

When we marry, mix and mingle
Never again shall we be single
Nor must I lust just to feel a tingle

I steal a glimpsing gaze
Through a twilight haze
And by your beauty I am yet amazed
Intertwined both body and mind
Together forever our love devine
You and I, one of a kind
I am yours and you are mine

Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick

Danyo this is sweet and the fact it is inspired by your wife makes it all the more special- real love.

Thanks for contributing to the thread.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' as all my love poems are.


Love Deluxe

Hidden within my soul, untold
For you I am discerning, yearning
Within my heart it won't depart
My passion for you is burning

When we marry, mix and mingle
Never again shall we be single
Nor must I lust just to feel a tingle

I steal a glimpsing gaze
Through a twilight haze
And by your beauty I am yet amazed
Intertwined both body and mind
Together forever our love devine
You and I, one of a kind
I am yours and you are mine


Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick

I am loving this. Thank you for sharing Danyo. Please share some more

 

[CybaCipha]

The mystery posta strikes again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stop cryin!
hey boo are you single? can i be your friend?
niggah stop cryin! cause you just lyin!
damn ma you beautiful ma, let me be your man?
Tryna get all the internet pussy you can
come on my niggah you live all the way in VA
you diggin me and just happen to be coming my way
for only a few days so yanno this love thing must pop now
so you can fuck me good, yeah brother im sure you know how.
the 5 days that we have for me to fuck when you get here
you spend telling me all the weak bullshit all in ym ear
oh baby this, im really into you, you may be the one
do bitches really believe this bullshit? i swear im done!
with all the chatting and the camming and the getting to know
to be a one night stand with a niggah, that acts like a hoe
niggah please, are you serious like im a simple chick like that?
yeah come see me and be met at the door by a .22 and a bat
to meet me is to know me and you cant do that from afar
im a woman not a hoe, shit my cookies tucked away in a jar
so before you write that note, email or instant message
please take heed to the words i speak, let this be a lesson
my words are slick, my mind is sick, but class is stil in session
for right now, accept my bow and understand my digression

 

[AlexandMorgan]

My online tears are nearly dry
Damn Ladyscorpio put something in my eye
So harshly have i been told
That our online love has turned so cold
Dammit woman i was trying to help you
Bring some background to your venue
But i see that bloodshed comes first
I hope that you satisfy that thirst
So coldly and callously dismissed
So publicly and boldly dissed
I should turn to the lovely Izayoi
And use her as my fuck toy
But I aint that type of guy
To beg and grovel for you back
Gonna find myself another online chick
Who does not give me the online sack
One who actually has my back
No matter how much at me you frown
I will not let you or anyone put me down
Oh shit this is an inspiration thread
Into which i was so cruelly pointed
So let me something profound and positive
Live and enjoy life
Because we only have the one to live.

 

[Hellfish]

Shout out to all the great posters. I'm starting to get back into my writing groove, its been sometime since I have written but I'm getting my mojo back and I'd like to credit this thread for the motivation.


Live Your Life

Live your life so that the fear of death
can never enter your heart,
Trouble no one about their religion
respect others in their view
demand they respect yours,
Love your life, perfect your life,
beautify all things in your life
Seek to make your life long and
its purpose in the service of your people,
Prepare a noble death song for the day
when you go over the great divide
Always give a word or a sign of salute
when meeting or passing a friend
even a stranger, when in a lonely place
Show respect to all people and bow to none,
When you arise in the morning
give thanks for the food and the joy of living,
If you see no reason for giving thanks,
the fault lies only in yourself,
Abuse no one and no living thing
for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision,
When it comes your time to go with those who lay
be not like those whose hearts
are filled with the fear of death
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again, in a different way.
Sing your death song
and die like a hero going home

© Nob1e

 

[delril7]

I have one for you ladies written by a lady I once loved....... Things happen


Outlined by the moonlight you sat across from me like destiny, testing me,
tempting me into almost believing in unicorns, toothfaries, and romantic potions that perform Smokey's miracles with silver linings behind clouds, thick, like 3rd eye cataracts settled behind my corneas obstructing the view

Deconstructing feelings into chemical checks & imbalances, You, threw off my whole equillibrium
Made me stare at you from every obscure direction except directly at you
But you knew.

You knew I thought it was beautiful.

Things that scare me like love, trust, & sincerity glare at me across the mile of aisle between us. Who knew that on an 8hr. bus ride, I'd be so inspired & rewired I'd have to write a poem, this poem, about you?

After a decade of weighing the pros & cons of knowing men as only pros & cons, I'd checked the balance & come up overdrawn, yet . . . I felt like I was watching a scene from some obscure movie I'd long since dismissed when you kissed your son on the forehead, gently put your jacket under his head, draped his legs across yours,

See, I've been jealous before, but this was different. This had nothing to do with being insecure. I just wanted to be in his place, let you fan my face while I slept, dreaming of someone who'd dry my face if I wept. Someone I could show my pain to so he'd drain it away, & I wouldn't even have to say anything . . . Can't say anything . . .

So I just stared at you like an eclipse with your son, wishing I was the one you called home to, long distance, every 5 minutes for the 45 minutes we've been on this Roy's chicken line, & when the turn was finally mine, I realized I'd been staring at you the whole time. And all I could think was . . .

Damn, I want what she's having . .
.............................................................................................................................


i killed a butterfly yesterday because it reminded me of you

i thought it was cute, fuzzy, so full of potential, it was beautiful

eventhough no one else thought so

i invited you into my cocoon so you could grow your wings & fly

i thought you would take me with you

but instead you left me behind to watch you chase moths

and i did

alone

you flew away & made me a spectator in your life cycle

and since it started with a woman i thought it should end that way too

so i killed a butterfly yesterday

because it reminded me of you

.............................................................................................................................

As a man who prided himself with not hurting any I dealt with it makes me sad to read , so I remember the impact of pain and the artistic flower she has become......... Wish she never had to endure that.

 

[Izayoi]

The mystery posta strikes again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stop cryin!
hey boo are you single? can i be your friend?
niggah stop cryin! cause you just lyin!
damn ma you beautiful ma, let me be your man?
Tryna get all the internet pussy you can
come on my niggah you live all the way in VA
you diggin me and just happen to be coming my way
for only a few days so yanno this love thing must pop now
so you can fuck me good, yeah brother im sure you know how.
the 5 days that we have for me to fuck when you get here
you spend telling me all the weak bullshit all in ym ear
oh baby this, im really into you, you may be the one
do bitches really believe this bullshit? i swear im done!
with all the chatting and the camming and the getting to know
to be a one night stand with a niggah, that acts like a hoe
...
im a woman not a hoe, shit my cookies tucked away in a jar
so before you write that note, email or instant message
please take heed to the words i speak, let this be a lesson
my words are slick, my mind is sick, but class is stil in session
for right now, accept my bow and understand my digression

Straight fire...mystery poster exposed it computer blue style. Tell 'em!

My online tears are nearly dry
Damn Ladyscorpio put something in my eye
So harshly have i been told
That our online love has turned so cold

That one- I should have warned you.

Shout out to all the great posters. I'm starting to get back into my writing groove, its been sometime since I have written but I'm getting my mojo back and I'd like to credit this thread for the motivation.


Live Your Life

Live your life so that the fear of death
can never enter your heart,
Trouble no one about their religion
respect others in their view
demand they respect yours,
Love your life, perfect your life,
beautify all things in your life
Seek to make your life long and
its purpose in the service of your people,
Prepare a noble death song for the day
when you go over the great divide
Always give a word or a sign of salute
when meeting or passing a friend
even a stranger, when in a lonely place
Show respect to all people and bow to none,
When you arise in the morning
give thanks for the food and the joy of living,
If you see no reason for giving thanks,
the fault lies only in yourself,
Abuse no one and no living thing
for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision,
When it comes your time to go with those who lay
be not like those whose hearts
are filled with the fear of death
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again, in a different way.
Sing your death song
and die like a hero going home

© Nob1e

Profound and outstanding HF.

I have one for you ladies written by a lady I once loved....... Things happen


Outlined by the moonlight you sat across from me like destiny, testing me,
tempting me into almost believing in unicorns, toothfaries, and romantic potions that perform Smokey's miracles with silver linings behind clouds, thick, like 3rd eye cataracts settled behind my corneas obstructing the view
...
....
See, I've been jealous before, but this was different. This had nothing to do with being insecure. I just wanted to be in his place, let you fan my face while I slept, dreaming of someone who'd dry my face if I wept. Someone I could show my pain to so he'd drain it away, & I wouldn't even have to say anything . . . Can't say anything . . .

Del these are nice! I hope she doesn't mind you sharing.

 

[delril7]

I hope so too.....

Eviction Notice
Current mood: blank

Love has been an absentee landlord
Cause it don't live here anymore.
The vacancy sign in your eyes tells the tale of how you abandoned me while you swallow razor blades to cut me with your words
Drink bleach to brainwash me in whispers . . . Hush! My memory's fading & I've forgotten who I was before we met
I had the nerve to bend over backwards for you scraping my scalp against sidewalks looking for concrete ideas of what your manhood should be.
Could it be me?
In dragged out rendition a lady sings the blues conditioned & constricted, addicted to abuse
You're sticking to me
So I regurgitated your bastards into the sink thinking it's better to flush the future down the drain while it still knows how to swim against the tide
I can't quite decide if my feelings for you are instinct or extinct
Within Tyrannosaurus jaws you got me where you want me balancing my sanity on delicate pin points that grind souls to dust you
Blow ashes in the the wind so it will carry me
Marry me to dust storms so I can breeze through my desert life, a deserted wife
My heart lay open for you like a mic waiting for you to grip it lovingly, hugging it with fingertips rubbed raw & unidentifiable from writing feelings too thickly vailed to spit clean
So you spit dirty thoughts caught in the spin cycle
Recycled but discarded nonetheless I sit outside an empty tenament building in pieces rapping with optimistic plastic bags filled with hope
It used to be home, now boarded up with graffiti spray painted across the windows so you can't see how you abandoned me . . .
And now love don't live here anymore . . .

 

[TriniDiva]

Bittersweet Life


many nights she sits and cries..and while she cries, she smiles...
shes tired, shes hurt, shes angry...
shes a winner and yet a loser
she strong, shes weak, shes sad...and shes happy
she wants everything, and yet, she wants nothing at all..
she cries because of all of this...and smiles for the same reasons
shes found herself, but shes lost
shes a woman, and still a little girl
shes her best friend and her own worst enemy

shes a mother, a daughter, a sister
shes a friend,a confidant, a lover, a fighter..
a hard worker, a giver.. carefree, ruthless, passionate
a giver of much and a taker of little....
shes loved my many and hated by just as much,

she loves unconditionally, but sadly she can hate to the same degree...
shes a wandering soul...a phoenix....
listless, yet still, she has such vibrant spirits,
she can relate to all...the good, the bad and the ugly...
such a bittersweet life shes living...
shes wondering what she did in the past life to deserve whats shes getting in this one..

was it good or bad?? is she paying for past crime or reaping sweet rewards???
will she every find out which...oh the joys and the sorrows of the bittersweet life

 

[ladyscorpio]

Straight fire...mystery poster exposed it computer blue style. Tell 'em!



That one- I should have warned you.



Profound and outstanding HF.




Del these are nice! I hope she doesn't mind you sharing.

I hope so too.....

Eviction Notice
Current mood: blank

Love has been an absentee landlord
Cause it don't live here anymore.
The vacancy sign in your eyes tells the tale of how you abandoned me while you swallow razor blades to cut me with your words
Drink bleach to brainwash me in whispers . . . Hush! My memory's fading & I've forgotten who I was before we met
I had the nerve to bend over backwards for you scraping my scalp against sidewalks looking for concrete ideas of what your manhood should be.
Could it be me?
In dragged out rendition a lady sings the blues conditioned & constricted, addicted to abuse
You're sticking to me
So I regurgitated your bastards into the sink thinking it's better to flush the future down the drain while it still knows how to swim against the tide
I can't quite decide if my feelings for you are instinct or extinct
Within Tyrannosaurus jaws you got me where you want me balancing my sanity on delicate pin points that grind souls to dust you
Blow ashes in the the wind so it will carry me
Marry me to dust storms so I can breeze through my desert life, a deserted wife
My heart lay open for you like a mic waiting for you to grip it lovingly, hugging it with fingertips rubbed raw & unidentifiable from writing feelings too thickly vailed to spit clean
So you spit dirty thoughts caught in the spin cycle
Recycled but discarded nonetheless I sit outside an empty tenament building in pieces rapping with optimistic plastic bags filled with hope
It used to be home, now boarded up with graffiti spray painted across the windows so you can't see how you abandoned me . . .
And now love don't live here anymore . . .

nice vibes man

Bittersweet Life


many nights she sits and cries..and while she cries, she smiles...
shes tired, shes hurt, shes angry...
shes a winner and yet a loser
she strong, shes weak, shes sad...and shes happy
she wants everything, and yet, she wants nothing at all..
she cries because of all of this...and smiles for the same reasons
shes found herself, but shes lost
shes a woman, and still a little girl
shes her best friend and her own worst enemy

shes a mother, a daughter, a sister
shes a friend,a confidant, a lover, a fighter..
a hard worker, a giver.. carefree, ruthless, passionate
a giver of much and a taker of little....
shes loved my many and hated by just as much,

she loves unconditionally, but sadly she can hate to the same degree...
shes a wandering soul...a phoenix....
listless, yet still, she has such vibrant spirits,
she can relate to all...the good, the bad and the ugly...
such a bittersweet life shes living...
shes wondering what she did in the past life to deserve whats shes getting in this one..

was it good or bad?? is she paying for past crime or reaping sweet rewards???
will she every find out which...oh the joys and the sorrows of the bittersweet life

TriniDiva let me welcome you yet again I hope to see you more in this thread sista, ohh and if you get the urge to fight, hurt, maim or kill with words feel free to come to the Lion's den



Peace

 

[Bushmon]

Bushmon because you keep calling me out I'll share dis one. Irie?
Nuff respect bredren dun knw.

I only call because I have faith that one day you will answer…………

So when I call here my cry,
I refuse to allow your rest in darkness waiting to die.

When I call here my need,
If not for you angels plead.

When I call take my hand,
Allow your words passage to Promised Land.

Love and Honor Sista

Are you ready for more

If I Were You


But I’m not you
Noble
​

"If I were you...." I would keep writing these wicked pieces nice drop.

Dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' as all my love poems are.


Love Deluxe

You and I, one of a kind
I am yours and you are mine
Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick

Danyo - Thanks for sharing, Heart felt.

The mystery posta strikes again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my words are slick, my mind is sick, but class is stil in session
for right now, accept my bow and understand my digression

She needs to come forward and take a bow. Nice and real.

My online tears are nearly dry
So let me something profound and positive
Live and enjoy life
Because we only have the one to live.:yes:

Good things come to those who wait. You know she is a teaser.

Shout out to all the great posters. I'm starting to get back into my writing groove, its been sometime since I have written but I'm getting my mojo back and I'd like to credit this thread for the motivation.


Live Your Life

Sing your death song
and die like a hero going home

© Nob1e

Hellfish, I am happy you could find inspiration in these pages. Its all about growing and creating. Nice creation I like the militant vibe.

I have one for you ladies written by a lady I once loved....... Things happen


As a man who prided himself with not hurting any I dealt with it makes me sad to read , so I remember the impact of pain and the artistic flower she has become......... Wish she never had to endure that.

Hell has no fury……….
I feel you bro, been there and done that. All you can do is apologize and keep it moving. At least she vented positively.

I hope so too.....

Eviction Notice
Current mood: blank


So I regurgitated your bastards into the sink thinking it's better to flush the future down the drain while it still knows how to swim against the tide
. . .

DAMN This is some powerful shit right here. Symbolism alone is of the chain. FIYAH

Bittersweet Life


was it good or bad?? is she paying for past crime or reaping sweet rewards???
will she every find out which...oh the joys and the sorrows of the bittersweet life

Welcome, very nice piece. Please keep them comming.

 

[Bushmon]

It’s been a minute, I’m loving the new participation and all the old inspiration. I wanted to post some thing love inspiring but I came across one of my old pieces. I read it every time the baby momma drama gets too thick. It reminds me why I do what I do, for the cycle stops with me. Again respect to all the brothas holding it down for their seeds, despite the unappreciative heffas standing between you and yours. It’s not an easy road, but the sense of security and love reflected in your child’s eyes makes the journey worth it.
End Sermon

“Where Were You”

Where were you?
This world I met,
Welcomed the breathe of life I wept,
Unclaimed within ghetto crib I slept.

Where were you?
Seeking identity,
Lost to what I am supposed to be,
For you posses template owed to me.

Where were you?
Trekked a passage to man,
Wandered these streets gun in hand,
Subject was I to his destructive plan.

Where were you?
Now attained sudden flight,
As Christ placed this heart on higher height,
Egress of darkness hastened by light.

Where were you?
Entrusted unto me,
Twin angels forged in destiny,
Servant to their love where I choose to be.



BUSHMON
©2000​

 

[TriniDiva]

thansk Lady S..im loving this place so u will def see more of me

 

[Izayoi]

I hope so too.....

Eviction Notice
Current mood: blank

I can't quite decide if my feelings for you are instinct or extinct...
Blow ashes in the the wind so it will carry me
Marry me to dust storms so I can breeze through my desert life,

Nice turns of phrase!

Bittersweet Life


many nights she sits and cries..and while she cries, she smiles...
shes tired, shes hurt, shes angry...
shes a winner and yet a loser
she strong, shes weak, shes sad...and shes happy
she wants everything, and yet, she wants nothing at all..
she cries because of all of this...and smiles for the same reasons
shes found herself, but shes lost
shes a woman, and still a little girl
shes her best friend and her own worst enemy

shes a mother, a daughter, a sister
shes a friend,a confidant, a lover, a fighter..
a hard worker, a giver.. carefree, ruthless, passionate
a giver of much and a taker of little....
shes loved my many and hated by just as much,

she loves unconditionally, but sadly she can hate to the same degree...
shes a wandering soul...a phoenix....
listless, yet still, she has such vibrant spirits,
she can relate to all...the good, the bad and the ugly...
such a bittersweet life shes living...
shes wondering what she did in the past life to deserve whats shes getting in this one..

was it good or bad?? is she paying for past crime or reaping sweet rewards???
will she every find out which...oh the joys and the sorrows of the bittersweet life

TriniDiva welcome! That's a nice piece.

It’s been a minute, I’m loving the new participation and all the old inspiration. I wanted to post some thing love inspiring but I came across one of my old pieces. I read it every time the baby momma drama gets too thick. It reminds me why I do what I do, for the cycle stops with me. Again respect to all the brothas holding it down for their seeds, despite the unappreciative heffas standing between you and yours. It’s not an easy road, but the sense of security and love reflected in your child’s eyes makes the journey worth it.
End Sermon

Worthy sermon and I know many out there can relate Bush.

“Where Were You”

Where were you?
This world I met,
Welcomed the breathe of life I wept,
Unclaimed within ghetto crib I slept.

Where were you?
Seeking identity,
Lost to what I am supposed to be,
For you posses template owed to me.

Where were you?
Trekked a passage to man,
Wandered these streets gun in hand,
Subject was I to his destructive plan.

Where were you?
Now attained sudden flight,
As Christ placed this heart on higher height,
Egress of darkness hastened by light.

Where were you?
Entrusted unto me,
Twin angels forged in destiny,
Servant to their love where I choose to be.



BUSHMON
©2000​

 

[ladyscorpio]

It’s been a minute, I’m loving the new participation and all the old inspiration. I wanted to post some thing love inspiring but I came across one of my old pieces. I read it every time the baby momma drama gets too thick. It reminds me why I do what I do, for the cycle stops with me. Again respect to all the brothas holding it down for their seeds, despite the unappreciative heffas standing between you and yours. It’s not an easy road, but the sense of security and love reflected in your child’s eyes makes the journey worth it.
End Sermon

“Where Were You”

Where were you?
This world I met,
Welcomed the breathe of life I wept,
Unclaimed within ghetto crib I slept.

Where were you?
Seeking identity,
Lost to what I am supposed to be,
For you posses template owed to me.

Where were you?
Trekked a passage to man,
Wandered these streets gun in hand,
Subject was I to his destructive plan.

Where were you?
Now attained sudden flight,
As Christ placed this heart on higher height,
Egress of darkness hastened by light.

Where were you?
Entrusted unto me,
Twin angels forged in destiny,
Servant to their love where I choose to be.



BUSHMON
©2000​

This man right here.... pure fyah.
Bredren upmost respect every time.

 

[Hellfish]

It’s been a minute, I’m loving the new participation and all the old inspiration. I wanted to post some thing love inspiring but I came across one of my old pieces. I read it every time the baby momma drama gets too thick. It reminds me why I do what I do, for the cycle stops with me. Again respect to all the brothas holding it down for their seeds, despite the unappreciative heffas standing between you and yours. It’s not an easy road, but the sense of security and love reflected in your child’s eyes makes the journey worth it.
End Sermon

“Where Were You”

Where were you?
This world I met,
Welcomed the breathe of life I wept,
Unclaimed within ghetto crib I slept.

Where were you?
Seeking identity,
Lost to what I am supposed to be,
For you posses template owed to me.

Where were you?
Trekked a passage to man,
Wandered these streets gun in hand,
Subject was I to his destructive plan.

Where were you?
Now attained sudden flight,
As Christ placed this heart on higher height,
Egress of darkness hastened by light.

Where were you?
Entrusted unto me,
Twin angels forged in destiny,
Servant to their love where I choose to be.



BUSHMON
©2000​

"powerful" that's all that needs to be said. I especially like how you incorporate art into your work. It adds that extra something to your pieces.

 

[Izayoi]

"powerful" that's all that needs to be said. I especially like how you incorporate art into your work. It adds that extra something to your pieces.

C/s Bush really does a great job with the artwork too.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Bushmon yuh see what yuh gone and make me do Its all love though. Yuh dun knw bredren.
That one Izzy too See I told you I'd post it Iz it has no name feel free to hook it up hun.

ABANDON- title by Miss Izayoi

Locked away, alone in shadow
I've missed you...
Our deep connect
Your smooth lines..the way you lay in the palm of my hands
awaiting the caress of my fingertips
the firmness of my grip
Our steady rhythmic flow

I'd almost forgotten your fullness
I had dreamed of holding you this close again
I watch as I work your tip
and I feel the intensity
as you spill your energy
and you join me in sweet release
With equaled passion
You become part of me...
With each stroke,
smooth, deliberate, slow

methodically we groove

you belong to me and I will use you with reckless abandon
you WILL give into me, you are my necessity
I am whole.......once more
we flow.....
your seduction
complete.....​

©MB

 

[Izayoi]

Bushmon yuh see what yuh gone and make me do Its all love though. Yuh dun knw bredren.
That one Izzy too See I told you I'd post it Iz it has no name feel free to hook it up hun.

ABANDON

Locked away, alone in shadow
I've missed you...
Our deep connect
Your smooth lines..the way you lay in the palm of my hands
awaiting the caress of my fingertips
the firmness of my grip
Our steady rhythmic flow

I'd almost forgotten your fullness
I had dreamed of holding you this close again
I watch as I work your tip
and I feel the intensity
as you spill your energy
and you join me in sweet release
With equaled passion
You become part of me...
With each stroke,
smooth, deliberate, slow

methodically we groove

you belong to me and I will use you with reckless abandon
you WILL give into me, you are my necessity
I am whole.......once more
we flow.....
your seduction
complete.....​

©MB

Ahhhhh I love it (you knew that already). I would simply and beautifully title it "Abandon."

 

[ladyscorpio]

Ahhhhh I love it (you knew that already). I would simply and beautifully title it "Abandon."

Thanks my beautiful sista You know although you give me heck for not writing I still gots love for yuh.

 

[Hellfish]

Bushmon yuh see what yuh gone and make me do Its all love though. Yuh dun knw bredren.
That one Izzy too See I told you I'd post it Iz it has no name feel free to hook it up hun.

ABANDON- title by Miss Izayoi

Locked away, alone in shadow
I've missed you...
Our deep connect
Your smooth lines..the way you lay in the palm of my hands
awaiting the caress of my fingertips
the firmness of my grip
Our steady rhythmic flow

I'd almost forgotten your fullness
I had dreamed of holding you this close again
I watch as I work your tip
and I feel the intensity
as you spill your energy
and you join me in sweet release
With equaled passion
You become part of me...
With each stroke,
smooth, deliberate, slow

methodically we groove

you belong to me and I will use you with reckless abandon
you WILL give into me, you are my necessity
I am whole.......once more
we flow.....
your seduction
complete.....​

©MB

I would straight ego trip if a female wrote a poem like this for me.

 

[Pussy Krook]

Bushmon yuh see what yuh gone and make me do Its all love though. Yuh dun knw bredren.
That one Izzy too See I told you I'd post it Iz it has no name feel free to hook it up hun.

ABANDON- title by Miss Izayoi

Locked away, alone in shadow
I've missed you...
Our deep connect
Your smooth lines..the way you lay in the palm of my hands
awaiting the caress of my fingertips
the firmness of my grip
Our steady rhythmic flow

I'd almost forgotten your fullness
I had dreamed of holding you this close again
I watch as I work your tip
and I feel the intensity
as you spill your energy
and you join me in sweet release
With equaled passion
You become part of me...
With each stroke,
smooth, deliberate, slow

methodically we groove

you belong to me and I will use you with reckless abandon
you WILL give into me, you are my necessity
I am whole.......once more
we flow.....
your seduction
complete.....​

©MB

Beautiful!