The Bloody Hit
Hell... I do not know what me and my Gee was getting into
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity
Out the Hummer me and my boys
Pulling back the hammer on the weapons of some high-powerful toys
The scene looked like a set up from the start
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dusk of dark
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the bit$h straight in the heart
No names will be remembered in this game
All I sudden we saw what looked like some robbers looting some graves
If nothing else, tonight this Queen about to get paid
It smelt like old money all that gold shinning
My Queen... it looks like... |
Sacred Whispers To Archangel Michael… (An Earth Envoi)
Green pasture as thy comfort from a French Creole Envoi’s scepter, the divine orb of me
As you can feel, touch, see
And will come to believe
Spiritual enlightenment from the depth of my melanin context your soul shall receive
Celestial plumes of seduction
The creed of earthly introduction
Earthbound divinity of perfection
The law of an unbalanced life always follows rejection
In my arms your earthly protection
This is the story of my relegation
Leaps and bounds to earth to research the sinful flesh behind such wicked dedications
Halo to human a sensual conformation
Stranded never forsaken
Please do not twist my mission or get it mistaken
Here to secular awaken
Earthbound divinity to covet aspirations
Your silent affirmations
Respecting your private self-meditations
Administering a dose of sensual medication for animalistic stimulations
Just a sp... |
Naked Canvas
Close your eyes
Sketch me on canvas with unseen sight
Allow your hands to roam as your guiding light
A work of art in progress
Inhale and exhale
Fill me in with ever so gently details
Use the vision streaming through your mind
My contours, my soften angular lines
My silhouette as you boldly fill
Images dancing as your pencil strokes instill
A face of grace coming into view of its own free will
Eyes, nose, lips
Sovereign in exile, therefore, don’t slip
Should I stand as you sketch the rest
To hone your craft as you do best
Positioned here so peaceful, yet, fully undressed
Slopes of the anatomy, femininity showcased as time will tell
A soft whisper in hues of love casted within my wishing well
Pencil trade of an earthly color
A wondrous sketch soon to discover
Finished as it is,... |
Can I Write You A Love Song
Can I write you a love song
I’ll sing it softly in your ear all night long
Blow gently without words on my saxophone
Diamonds and pearls behind the throne
A beautiful ensemble meant for only you
As I give credence too
Take my hand
Cross this journey with me as I sing about faraway lands
Past Egypt pyramids shifting Morocco sands
Lay back my love, allow your mind to silently drift
Feel the enchantment of my piano keys as it spiritually uplifts
I’ll sing love songs of old
A cappella chorus echoed from deep within my Creole soul
I’ll sing to you about the blues, society’s injustice, and elements of darkened storms
Keep your heart warm while playing my French horn
Enrapture foretold from this dedicated symphonic poem
A music sheet of percussion, woodwind, brass, keyboard, and strings
Harmony carrying the mind away as the joy of coming spring
I’ll hu... |
Poetic Title Inspired By Poet Mrmelody7 And The Music Of Kenny G As The Backdrop When Reading Such A Sentiment
Say My Name (Songbird)
Through ice, sun, and the storms
My heart, soul, an entwined intellect laid upon my bed, to keep you warm
Channel the provocation of my sultry weather
As our bodies blend and harmonize together
Allow your mental flow to be your guide
Dueling passionately when our tongues become tied
Say My Name (Songbird)
Increase carnal fuel to this undying hungering flame
Two-way mirror reflection of life
Drowning in the abyss of its bounding strife
A piece of me I give to you
Naughty whispers in your ear to carry you through
A trinity of openings to pursue
Say My Name (Songbird)
My emotions proclaimed
He's Uplifting
His gears fast shifting
Giving him a climactic upsurge too
Long stroking me with his plummeting dues
Say My Name (Songbird)
No ...
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Yoruba Goddess Egungun-Oya (A Conversation With Lucifer)
My charming Yoruba Goddess, this is not Heaven, this is not Earth, this is my superiority, and I rule with grit and grim
To keep lost mortals submissive throughout the ages of time
Unto me, I give unto you the storms and the soft whispers sailing upon the wind
The convergent of energy encased in the rites of passage when eyes are closed, I set the soul free
Soaring to the blinding light, the gray matter asunder of vessel between life and earth must blend, where eternity mends
Incantations must and will be spilled
Allow me to differentitate for you, thy free will
It is your medium of self that cried out before death I must carry your heart, mind to the third Heaven of the 33rd degree
For the blind and for the meek
The music has my name embedded into the lyrics
My hellish mission is to control minds by the laws of physics
Confuse the po... |
I Will Be Your Soft Whisper
I will be your soft whisper
When your tender touch to my skin is felt, understood
Naked, eye to eye, fingers dropping as they should
Enwrap my waist pulling me closer than most
The scent of your presence, our bodies pasted, bodies joust
Lay me down, feel my breath mingling with yours
This feeling ordained from the Heavens to the Waterloo shores
Slipping inside me, arched back, tight fit among a cadence of sighs
Blissful ride of passion found between these thighs
I will be your soft whisper
Soft rain, as you come to feel the essence given of my beautiful frame
Satisfied, petrified, lost souls rehash, drips of honey to make it last
Continue, sultry songs, resonances of contentment heard pass gone
For our nocturnal craving echoing s... |
WADE IN THE WATER
To the soft winds, unified voices, echoing on the winds traveling North
Weary feet galloping to freedom as a stampede in the night, stars above guiding its course
To the raging storms in the cloak of South
Sweat, blood, tears, silence of hindrance, chained speech, Wade In The Water rang from mouths
To the Sun shining its compassion for sovereignty upon the shores of the East
Divinity, we break bread, alliance we greet, we sit upon the ancestral land to reverence in peace
To the fire embers tossed in bellowing squalls of the West
God tempers the land of depravity, burned offerings, land rooted in the soil of hellish and unrest
Unto the blessing phrases of la Lune, I bow my head
Allow my quill pen to dip in ink
To indoctrinate this moment and do not deviate from words I’ve said
My head bent, eyes closed as learning the meaning of life as a birthed child
Mo... |
Tribunal Echoes
Close your eyes and slowly inhale the touch of the wind
It speaks of old Negro tales the ear refuses to lend
Sacred whispers of the Middle passage as ships on troubled waters braved
Christened by the dark depth as weary souls wade
Captives of past generations residing in cramped living quarters on a journey to a new frontier
Only to fall prey to savagery, more brutal than killing the buffalo and hunting the deer
Shh… can you hear the echoes give us freedom as it bemoans
Hope and prayers in the hymn of its unified songs
Listen carefully to the swaying of the trees
Can y... |
Earth’s Benediction
To the consolation of the mortal man
Never to touch or kiss mystique ordained by God’s hand
Benediction mantras to the winds, such fallacies to hammer thy head
The tabernacle of annihilation where Angels never fear to tread
Wallowing in the entanglement conscious
Wishing for the scented lavender of compassion, love, and beauty in my intellectual bed
Rosary beads, amulets, crowns of grandeur, wings of regal crest
The hands of sacredness upon a time I was uplifted to the skies
Given back to the earth, Mother Nature’s echoes soothing the night from the wiles of a child
My forebears inculcated in the universe, coveted by compassion from my infant cries
An enigma, a puzzle, a maze through divinity’s reprieve
My heart masked for the benevolence to Mary Magdalene, Mother Teresa, and Joan of Arc upon the world for which we grieve
Words of comfort who you see never to decei... |
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