About Love: Poems and Inspiration
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First of all let me again co sign with you regarding Bushmon. Genius
And for you sista I. Mutabaruka performing Dis Poem on Def poetry Jam. I know that you can appreciate this kinda vibe.
Peace n Love sista
Thank you sis! I think it would still be hot to hear your impassioned spoken word performance.
Maximun respect to Ms. Scorpio I luv di rasta vibes sis.
Now ooutta di lyrical gun one mo shot.
Yu betta duk cause di one ya hot:
Mutabaruka
ANY WHICH WAY ... FREEDOM
meanwhile yuh dancin to dis musik
and tryin to figure out these lyrics
meanwhile yuh drinkin and havin fun
WATCH OUT
de revolution a com
betta be a part a de solution
dis mite be di final confrontation
betta awake to dis reality
dis is no time to loose yuh sanity
caussse...
by de ballot or de bullet
by de bible or de gun
any which way freedom mus com
killin de children in soweato
turnin el salvador inna one big ghetto
dumpin waste on sea and lan
buildin up arsenal of nuclear weapon
opressin de haitians
bombin in iran
troops in afganistan
there mus be
there mus be
a solution... a revolution
Props Bush thank you for elevating me with more of that man's work!
WHERE IS BIGIRL?
I know what she likes
Fuck the dykes.
Vibrators, clit stimulators and strap ons
Fuck that I got a fist full of coochie coupons
No batteries necessary I can go all night long.
Bigirl thinks nice guys are weak
So while we fucking I'm gonna stomp on her feet
Fuck her so hard loosen her teeth.
My dick small? are you kidding
When i walk the gound it's scraping.
You know I have that emaculate dick
I'll hit your G-Spot just by inserting the tip.
Yeah I know I'm a trip, and you are busy
Gimme 20mins I'll fuck you dizzy.
Make you forget about all the beefing
Come get some good dick I'm treating
Whats up Bigirl When are we meeting?
She is such a tease.
Oh dear she will be so flattered. You gotta compete with Leroy D since he did dedicate "You are So Beautiful" to her. Keep your game tight. I've been missing everything
Welcome, beautiful lady.
Yet another lovely selection by an author that prefers to remain anonymous.
Tonbo (Dragonfly) by Anon
I work on getting the scientific formula
to turn self into a fly
to sit on your wall
and watch beauty in action
I want to get into your skin like lotion
cover and protect your skin like fish in the ocean
Head to toe
Watch you glow
Your beauty in motion flow
While I reside on your wall
like a fly
Tonbo (Dragonfly) by Anon
I work on getting the scientific formula
to turn self into a fly
to sit on your wall
and watch beauty in action
I want to get into your skin like lotion
cover and protect your skin like fish in the ocean
Head to toe
Watch you glow
Your beauty in motion flow
While I reside on your wall
like a fly
Thank you sis! I think it would still be hot to hear your impassioned spoken word performance.
Props Bush thank you for elevating me with more of that man's work!
Welcome, beautiful lady.
Sis who says I do spoken word....lol I? did it once in my home with ppl I know..with my own poetry and this was only after blazing a spliff...I'll send you a lil bit next time ur on messenger. Then you can post it if you like.
On The Real
On the real baby may I have a moment of your time,
For there is something I must release from this imprisoned mind.
Now you stated there is first love, true love then there is me,
If this is true why is affection lacking in thee.
Hold on boo the purpose of this question is not to offend.
Just an inquiry as to why my needs not tend.
You see lady I am all to you.
Your lover, your brother, your cool spring of love anew.
All I ask is that you reflect the light emitted from my soul.
Its not hard for I did offer the initial mold.
Treat me as I Treat you is all required,
Yet you hesitate embracing hurt acquired.
I apologize for the pain of my action,
But cannot be faulted for seeking satisfaction.
You needed me exclusively true,
I surrendered only to be neglected by you.
Its alright love no need to defend your stand,
You did your best attempting to conquer this man.
There is no anger within this heart,
For I realize to win was never to start.
Thank you for allowing me to update the score,
Bottom line I love you but I love me more.
BUSHMON
©2000
Bredren your vibe is irie.
Fyah. yeah
On The Real
On the real baby may I have a moment of your time,
For there is something I must release from this imprisoned mind.
Now you stated there is first love, true love then there is me,
If this is true why is affection lacking in thee.
Hold on boo the purpose of this question is not to offend.
Just an inquiry as to why my needs not tend.
You see lady I am all to you.
Your lover, your brother, your cool spring of love anew.
All I ask is that you reflect the light emitted from my soul.
Its not hard for I did offer the initial mold.
Treat me as I Treat you is all required,
Yet you hesitate embracing hurt acquired.
I apologize for the pain of my action,
But cannot be faulted for seeking satisfaction.
You needed me exclusively true,
I surrendered only to be neglected by you.
Its alright love no need to defend your stand,
You did your best attempting to conquer this man.
There is no anger within this heart,
For I realize to win was never to start.
Thank you for allowing me to update the score,
Bottom line I love you but I love me more.
BUSHMON
©2000
On The Real
On the real baby may I have a moment of your time,
For there is something I must release from this imprisoned mind.
Now you stated there is first love, true love then there is me,
If this is true why is affection lacking in thee.
Hold on boo the purpose of this question is not to offend.
Just an inquiry as to why my needs not tend.
You see lady I am all to you.
Your lover, your brother, your cool spring of love anew.
All I ask is that you reflect the light emitted from my soul.
Its not hard for I did offer the initial mold.
Treat me as I Treat you is all required,
Yet you hesitate embracing hurt acquired.
I apologize for the pain of my action,
But cannot be faulted for seeking satisfaction.
You needed me exclusively true,
I surrendered only to be neglected by you.
Its alright love no need to defend your stand,
You did your best attempting to conquer this man.
There is no anger within this heart,
For I realize to win was never to start.
Thank you for allowing me to update the score,
Bottom line I love you but I love me more.
BUSHMON
©2000
*swoon* Bush this knocks me out.
Simply provocative...I love it
“NIGHT SHADE”
Night shade, darker truth
Night shade, taken youth.
Night Shade, wicked kiss
Night Shade, sweet wetness.
Night Shade, captured soul,
Night Shade, eternal toll.
Bushmon
2007
She's a ghost of older times...
Where love danced in the middle of busy, brisk mornings.
And they all knew it.
She's fluid. Cupid's bow string plucked in a wordless sonnet.
Dedicated to her.
Skin tone beyond quirky descriptions of chocolate or mahogany.
Social butterfly she isn't.
She encourages gimmicks only to swat them down like a cynic.
Her smile defies all grimace.
Body scent tinged with the wholeness of Mother Earth.
A woman's curse.
The swarms of men comment...her form's eyed...scorn...cries.
She ignores these bored lies.
Why?
Because she's an image Perfection itself bowed to.
My eyes focus and view every paradise-lined sinew crane and swoon so as to cater to her beauty.
She stands tall.
Man? Small.
Unless she envisages them together and then "Whatever" because she throws caution to the future and allows herself to fall...fall...fall.
A princess with a sixth sense for just knowing.
And she wants to fall. She wants to shed this shoddy shapeless fiasco of being the one they talk of.
She wishes to be cradled in arms, charmed with whispered nothings that mean just the opposite.
For now she's Eden, yet while we all think so she doesn't believe it.
Where love danced in the middle of busy, brisk mornings.
And they all knew it.
She's fluid. Cupid's bow string plucked in a wordless sonnet.
Dedicated to her.
Skin tone beyond quirky descriptions of chocolate or mahogany.
Social butterfly she isn't.
She encourages gimmicks only to swat them down like a cynic.
Her smile defies all grimace.
Body scent tinged with the wholeness of Mother Earth.
A woman's curse.
The swarms of men comment...her form's eyed...scorn...cries.
She ignores these bored lies.
Why?
Because she's an image Perfection itself bowed to.
My eyes focus and view every paradise-lined sinew crane and swoon so as to cater to her beauty.
She stands tall.
Man? Small.
Unless she envisages them together and then "Whatever" because she throws caution to the future and allows herself to fall...fall...fall.
A princess with a sixth sense for just knowing.
And she wants to fall. She wants to shed this shoddy shapeless fiasco of being the one they talk of.
She wishes to be cradled in arms, charmed with whispered nothings that mean just the opposite.
For now she's Eden, yet while we all think so she doesn't believe it.
Amazing Mag B. I don't mind at all if you spend some verses loving on us rather than battling McGuyver. That reminds me a little of the song by Train,"Meet Virginia" when they sing "she's beautiful...her confidence is tragic, but her intuition's magic."
Thanks Mag B.
This is for you Bush! A departure from my chapter and verse for sure
Three by Izayoi
The taste of this man
lingers in my mouth like a memory
plum, honey, chicory
strong brew in stomach
strange nectar on my thighs
my sigh a willow on a tree
my roses crushed in the palm of thee
this flower breathes
and cums
and leaves
the senses
of this man lingering in my mouth like a memory
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Amazing Mag B. I don't mind at all if you spend some verses loving on us rather than battling McGuyver. That reminds me a little of the song by Train,"Meet Virginia" when they sing "she's beautiful...her confidence is tragic, but her intuition's magic."
Thanks Mag B.
This is for you Bush! A departure from my chapter and verse for sure
Three by Izayoi
The taste of this man
lingers in my mouth like a memory
plum, honey, chicory
strong brew in stomach
strange nectar on my thighs
my sigh a willow on a tree
my roses crushed in the palm of thee
this flower breathes
and cums
and leaves
the senses
of this man lingering in my mouth like a memory
Izzy
Now you know how I love this yes. I swear I have had this same experience. Thank you sista.Cyba stop pimpin yourself hun...
This is a nice one. I see your skills are diverse yet consistent. Welcome back!!!!!
Princess I am honored you would offer such a magnificent flawless pearl for mines to savor. I knew you had it in youThis is for you Bush! A departure from my chapter and verse for sure :) [SIZE="4" said:
. It only took ten pages to get it out of you LOL. All jokes aside this is excellent work, symbolic, several layers deep, erotic and just plain moist. Not to sound like the greedy passion starved child that I am but, “Please mum may we have some more?” 
To Izayoi:
Are you ready? Lets Vibe shall we........
Are you ready? Lets Vibe shall we........
“Oasis”
A nomad I trek across this great and vast plain called life.
I thirst for the taste I once received, the taste of love flowing from the stream so pure.
The taste of acceptance, of confidence lent to another.
The sun sets. Awaits the cold, distant, unwelcome night.
Darkness I fail to shadow the pain.
The pain of solitude. Punishment to the once proud of heart.
I raise my head to pray for deliverance, the star of chance shines its wandering light.
Shone on your Oasis, I follow its path hesitant too find another dry, barren stream.
My thirst grows stifling the taste for Love.
As I descend into the valley of your soul, I find a stream vibrant with the waters of life.
Sensual, reflecting the fertile moon glow. Now my reflection bordered in faith.
I ask for a drink sweet libation, a drink from your pool of affection.
BUSHMON
A nomad I trek across this great and vast plain called life.
I thirst for the taste I once received, the taste of love flowing from the stream so pure.
The taste of acceptance, of confidence lent to another.
The sun sets. Awaits the cold, distant, unwelcome night.
Darkness I fail to shadow the pain.
The pain of solitude. Punishment to the once proud of heart.
I raise my head to pray for deliverance, the star of chance shines its wandering light.
Shone on your Oasis, I follow its path hesitant too find another dry, barren stream.
My thirst grows stifling the taste for Love.
As I descend into the valley of your soul, I find a stream vibrant with the waters of life.
Sensual, reflecting the fertile moon glow. Now my reflection bordered in faith.
I ask for a drink sweet libation, a drink from your pool of affection.
BUSHMON
Princess I am honored you would offer such a magnificent flawless pearl for mines to savor. I knew you had it in you
Thanks so much Bush! Coming from you what a compliment. I wouldn't have attempted if it wasn't for your inspiration.
I have to give props to none other than McGuyver who told me to just start with one line and Cyba for encouraging me to post.I'm still a long drawn out character study writing type chick at heart, but for you I'll see what I can what do
Peace and Love Bush.
Edit: Just saw your mouth watering piece- I can vibe with that my brother. Oh yes, I definitely can.
It's been a long time since I last wrote anything but decided to give it a try. This is all off the top of the head but hope you all like it.
Why do I love? When do I love? Whom do I love?
What I thought I knew is no longer true
Yet I find myself constantly wondering what there is I can do.
My food is tasteless, my nights are restless
I'm dying to move on by can't find a way to forget this
I'm still young yet I've aged many times over
I wish I never met her, wish I never told her
But I did so now my heart is colder
All because I realized I loved her
Why do I love? When do I love? Whom do I love?
What I thought I knew is no longer true
Yet I find myself constantly wondering what there is I can do.
My food is tasteless, my nights are restless
I'm dying to move on by can't find a way to forget this
I'm still young yet I've aged many times over
I wish I never met her, wish I never told her
But I did so now my heart is colder
All because I realized I loved her
Damn Cli
thats irie vibes right there bredren...that line I've been there 
now you show ur love side but can you fight/battle
there's a thread for that 
Please don't ever write anything that beautiful again... I couldn't stand it....
It's been a while but I'm sure I can bring some heatDamn Cli
now you show ur love side but can you fight/battle
It's been awhile since I tried to touch this place, so be patient, I'm just warming up..
V (my utter reality)
And so there was passion…
like a deep dark pit from which there was no return
like a sweet song of remembrance, pungent, haunting
like something sticky and warm on the inside of your soul
I am a prisoner who seeks no escape
no respite from the torture
no return from the abyss
destroy me, be pitiless without regard
I deserve your worst
to savor the sublime omnipotence of your touch
it is clear I will not survive this madness that I adore
in my mind I try to force concern but cannot
in my hopelessness I find supreme joy
you are the passion of my life.
V (my utter reality)
And so there was passion…
like a deep dark pit from which there was no return
like a sweet song of remembrance, pungent, haunting
like something sticky and warm on the inside of your soul
I am a prisoner who seeks no escape
no respite from the torture
no return from the abyss
destroy me, be pitiless without regard
I deserve your worst
to savor the sublime omnipotence of your touch
it is clear I will not survive this madness that I adore
in my mind I try to force concern but cannot
in my hopelessness I find supreme joy
you are the passion of my life.
Nice Cli-T! Love can take you through it. Older but wiser.
J.B. Bernstein wrote that Robeson. It's striking isn't it!
Lovely Robeson. You ever hear that song by Sweetback- Softly, " softly softly destroy me with care." Your poem has that feel about it.....
OK Bushmon, work with me brother. I'm still new.
Strands by Izayoi
She dreams the silken ropes vines around her ankles turn to dust
Particles golden and sticky she inhales
One breath the seal, the next the fate
Falling like snow onto her tongue
Into her navel
A filigree of fantasy
Every pearl he drips on her face a victory
Submission given
Freedom ridden
Robeson thats a nice one right there brother...hope to see more of the same
OK Bushmon, work with me brother. I'm still new.
Strands by Izayoi
She dreams the silken ropes vines around her ankles turn to dust
Particles golden and sticky she inhales
One breath the seal, the next the fate
Falling like snow onto her tongue
Into her navel
A filigree of fantasy
Every pearl he drips on her face a victory
Submission given
Freedom ridden
Miss Izayoi
you are not new my sista you needed a muse and it seems in Bushmon you have found such. Your words were already there. You know you can't stop now. LOL I have expectations. This right there is sensual,provocative, excellent. I await the next one
MUTED SONG
Sing to me
That muted song within bated breath
Soundscape of ecstatic staccato moan
Waiting an eternity for you to die and live again
with every stroke
Is this the sound of Delilah's sheer delight?
Tenacious tone of Samson's brawny, bald undoing?
The dark secretly glows for me and lays the brilliant hue upon hazel chassis
I think of you as star radiance
Illuminating silhouette
Sweat shines off cozy pores and downy fuzz
The blessed slide
The ardent push
The desperate pull
The gentle rock
Constant Ebb and flow
Charmed karmic Kama sutra contortions
Yearn for yin-yang, Lingam-Yoni connection
Grant me divine passage
to the sacred temple where I worship
Deceptively prostrated
Like Lion on verge of attack
Satiated once soothed by Shakti's embrace personified
You are she
Of that there is no doubt
I am him
Of that there is no doubt
Every mewl, every child like whimper
breathes innocence into cynical, jaded thoughts
And we, both breathless, chant in silence
The quiet chorus croons coitus consensio
Lapsed in labyrinthine gazes the hushed hymn crescendos and fades
Only to be hummed again.
Sing to me
That muted song within bated breath
Soundscape of ecstatic staccato moan
Waiting an eternity for you to die and live again
with every stroke
Is this the sound of Delilah's sheer delight?
Tenacious tone of Samson's brawny, bald undoing?
The dark secretly glows for me and lays the brilliant hue upon hazel chassis
I think of you as star radiance
Illuminating silhouette
Sweat shines off cozy pores and downy fuzz
The blessed slide
The ardent push
The desperate pull
The gentle rock
Constant Ebb and flow
Charmed karmic Kama sutra contortions
Yearn for yin-yang, Lingam-Yoni connection
Grant me divine passage
to the sacred temple where I worship
Deceptively prostrated
Like Lion on verge of attack
Satiated once soothed by Shakti's embrace personified
You are she
Of that there is no doubt
I am him
Of that there is no doubt
Every mewl, every child like whimper
breathes innocence into cynical, jaded thoughts
And we, both breathless, chant in silence
The quiet chorus croons coitus consensio
Lapsed in labyrinthine gazes the hushed hymn crescendos and fades
Only to be hummed again.
Erotic and excellent Andusay. Thanks so much for posting.
I can identify.
Nice drop.If this is your warm up I can't wait to see when you catch your stride. Excellent creation welcome back.
Damn you went full auto, lyrical murder. Just step away from the pen, " ITS TOO HOT "
Excellent construction and delivery.
One word "Delicious"!!!
Superficial you are not. I must probe deeper. Inch by decadent inch.
WOW....Izzy look at what you started. I'm loving it
I'm loving it
[His Vision
Your wilderness, Moistened dew.
Refined path, Lingua true.
Rhythmic gait, Zeniths Flower.
Granted dribs, Raw nectar.
Gentle suckle, Mothers young.
Now awakened, Vision cum.
BUSHMON
©2008
BEAUTIFUL Izzy. What I heard was right. This was definitely worth coming into this thread for.
You got skillz baby. I'll have to keep coming in now to see if you drop another one.