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In one night... I SAW the truth,I saw things I never thought I would see,A straight up genuine feeling of just being. Laughter filled the air, running your fingers through my hair.
I FELT the truth...
Your kisses were like cotton candy, delectably, soft and sweet.
The initiation of our physical to actually
Posted by C_cretguardn on September 2, 2010 at 9:17pm
Posted by TOY HIGH on August 30, 2010 at 9:27am
orange with color red splashed underneath have to walk around it
because its beauty is not skin deep
gently grasp it with loving hands let my love show for thee
fall has passed with the spring of freshly mowed grass no
the flowers did not catch my eye they always still the
spotlight beauty so pure it falls to the ground with such grace
how odd for a new leaf to turn before me
Posted by shamia archie on August 30, 2010 at 4:30am — 1 Comment
Posted by Kanisha Re'sha Howard on August 27, 2010 at 10:05pm — 2 Comments
I dedicated this to still I Rise by Angelo
if i did put sex in the title this poem would not been read , it would stayed idle
I know some one has t o make a stand for black woman
From the single mother to Senate lady
To those at home raise black male babies
I stand , me a Black male I respect all women
I hear about how some man deflower them
some woman stand homeless as the bread winner
abuse their children
… ContinuePosted by ericdabadpoet on August 26, 2010 at 11:07pm
i hate to bother you. you phone rung five times wasn't me. I have not given up.
You got a man. I call him boy. Damn , he lives with his mom and his 44. I know time is rough.
He wears the same white teacher and nasty blue jeans. I dont care how many times he look for a job.
You having his baby. You share its not mine. You wanna know the point. I can't feel pain and I guest it will just rain.
Rain seeming a way to end a relationship and all about pain. i just
… ContinuePosted by ericdabadpoet on August 24, 2010 at 8:52pm
I woke this morning like I don’t wana live this life
Devils tryna hold me down
see it in my eyes
… ContinuePosted by liza lov on August 24, 2010 at 11:26am
i seen a rose in a concrete
no soil
no rain drops
just wonders below my feet
i seen it grow
red at the top'
at the bottom know one knows
but beneath the rose still grow
its about peace
not to ignore the mid east
we buy from their neighbors
share in their pain
it will not be a shame
if we deliver to tem
respect as man
we dont why
they select th
… ContinuePosted by ericdabadpoet on August 23, 2010 at 8:32am
i m not done yet
once upon a time long ago
wrong place
i think people shoul d think before insult people because of race or religion
still wrong place
Zane is far the best author , a little risky with story lines
still wrong place
o this about poem and poetry
ok
rose are red
violets are blue
hold up aint no roses in the hood
but that chic who work at the corner store
i th
… ContinuePosted by ericdabadpoet on August 22, 2010 at 9:30pm — 1 Comment
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