Weather

 I was call rain constanty judge by the word Pain
coulldnt fix others view looking telescope pointed at my reaveiw
crying over and over again
tears turnt a lil lady to a womanly icon being strong for other weird nerdy groups

I wasint afraid to stick out never run away its just....somtimes my kneess buckle and i go astray
but i know my worth i promise i forseen my truth i couldnt sink my teeth in others pointaview
god knows prays but mine wasing arriving in port
i  know ou can hear my attribute come change my weathering rain........

Fantasy land

This is a speechless
place only dreadful
philandered
trend
 every  step
higher to intimate lie
 every breath I took
is now hers to taste

Fantasy island
dawn  be fretful come near me
lights are dim
you wont find another
exotic  woman
seduction
with her word flow
 tasting her temple lips
every thrust makes her sweat through her pores
dehydration on this
oasis have me stuck


 she absorb my
brush painting her angles
 I taste her succulent
quenching drips of ecstasy  

tired of working our motion of sound
echoed off walls to the next room
for moments of doubt were erase
I succumb over silk sheets
hugging her from behind me

lovers trend, cheaters tried, spouses need,

the ultimate ride...

Her

I Seen her with some one else were grown now time isn't our friend as I stare at the past I remember our puppy love writing notes saying yes or no losing grasp into it isn't! maybe so? naaw its call hope shaking by this... I faint maybe losing my head driving wild by her never to huge her warmth this pain is worst then death she lost my last breath...

War By Emotions

if I express myself to her what would she say/would she grasp & diss me or hug & kiss
dilema I am/ answers I seek if feelings I have buried deep/would you feel the same bout me
If I express myself to him what would he think/What if nothing clicks??/If I let everything go/Would that make me miserable??/Im so confused/I just don't want the love that I have for him to be abused
maybe she is right im wrong/if i start complaints what would change/vivid portraits of us/ fussing at the simple stuff/ acting like kids when we are grown/ if i pack up/get up /and speed way/words she said had my heart heavy everyday
So b4 I make my move/I come to you/I'm caught in a trance/Not even close to focusing on having just another chance/Jus totally furious for not taking control of the feelings that wasn't meant for tomorrow/Sigh...I'll rather move on than to sit here in sorrow...

Mysteries

Could we work from plantations or civilizations or medieval times to now abolishing all feeling making me cold what's happening to me I mean us I mean our soul I never had chance to breath through you gasping for knowledgeable greed confessionstands admitted ways into published riots as leaders turn dictators or democracy leading villagers to fates...

Word....

gime a beat so I can see who I beat I confess im less but bless with poetic poetry I wrote way too many but I still ink up papers ask anybody my poems are generaters i aint bragging its just a skill nobody can ask if they werent real I love poetry so fam just chill i write weddings. partys, I even did a book heres the hook gime a beat so I can see who I can beat I confess I'm less but bless with poetic poetry........

Happy Birthday to me

I admit im twenty two and older then a few
they say wisdom comes with age well mine
collected much without a sound or soft touch
I said goodbye to my childhood long ago
people say childrens never grow up then again it was two years and two decades ago
back when 90S rock and 25 cent soda pops
I been around the world and walk by much I
seen kids turn to pimps others thug some educaters
but most of all I live to tell a story and told others as well
I would have run from this but 360s have a way of coming round again
so happy bday to us heres a red cup with lemonade drink up