Category: poetic word play
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“Love” A GAME.
“Love” A Game Invaded My Untrained Players Bunch Of Amateurs Spoiling The Fun The Wack Fashion Slayers Misleading The SunBlinding Sights To Hot Killer Bodies Speaking Of Inner Beauty Consoling ZombiesIf I Were A Coach I’d Have side-line All The WannabeesLove Was Never Meant For BeesBuzzing And Mumbling, Mostly FumblingSomething Doggy Here, They Barg Without Teeth Claiming It’s Prefered For The…
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It’s Been a While
It’s been a while Hands have been shakingHeart has been cravingBrain has been reminiscing Pen has been sad.. The pen is sad becauseIt’s been a while.It’s been a while since it bled loveOn a peice of paperAnd sketched imagesIn the minds and soulsOf all who need and appreciateAn alternative to this sadAnd dull reality called life.…
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I am a seed
I am a Seed From deep within the belly of the earthRiseth an empireRiseth a kingThough none may seeThough none may hearFrom underneath a canorous sound of victory is projected upward Behold from the underworld shines so bright a kingdomFrom the hells of the earth appears a stem of the futureI am a seedThough my…
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Intellectual Introvert
Intellectual IntrovertThe golden of the fallenI see ancestral tombs tossin’from slavery shame,Cultural norms burning onwestern flames,Rappers wraping their soulswith a fabric of fame,whilefemales take naked stepsfor a paper of dimeI’m walking on a shameful time frame Intellectual Introvertbe my name since life withoutreasoning is bias.–Children dressing in gowns of poverty,Youths unconsciously gazing at theface of unemployment…
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Root Less
I’m Root-lessI Might Be Speaking NonsenseI Might Be Like a Sky That’s Blue-lessSame As Night, What’s Light?I’m Clueless But I’ve Made A Vow Upon The Full MoonYou And I Will Go To A Honey MoonWatch Bees That Nested In SpaceYour Sweet Smile, Like Stars On Your Face My Baby BooI Love You I’m Root-LessWhere I Come From…
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If
If only I could, I would but that’s only if you could…‘I’m wishing that you might be willing, so if you could…‘If you could listen to the lessons I teach, your mind would be one thing I’d feed. I’d give you facts, and never tell you bout my feelings. I’m opinionated, but not as opinionated…
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