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Monthly Archives: February 2013
No Doubt
No Doubt I’ve spent enough time on this issue I no longer needeth a tissue To cry over my own desire I’ll never put out my own fire After taking good look at myself I’ve learned that I have wealth … Continue reading
Comeuppance
Comeuppance It seems I am caring But even more so, I’m daring To spread out my wings And fly high above things They really had me down All I could do was frown But after I left the murder scene, … Continue reading
Returneth
Returneth With nothing new under the sun It seems my time here’s about done I try with new eyes to see fresh But I do not see much progress Would he be angry at me That I will continue to … Continue reading
Some Satisfaction
Some Satisfaction If my voice is met with deaf ears Then my pen will stab their fears ‘Cuz that’s how I get heard Since my speech sometimes is slurred I’m overcome with what to say So poetry becomes my play … Continue reading
Wind of Our Fall
Wind of Our Fall Is it so vile to file Thoughts so crazy and wild While I fondly remember the past And how I wanted it to last? It seems it is there I remain But for me, it is … Continue reading
Redemption
Redemption Redemption seems ever so trifle Maybe they could use a rifle Since fighting my nature is wincing And how many am I convincing? My thoughts may not always be pure Since I have been born of nature But that … Continue reading
Singe
Singe Poetry may be my only revenge To prove who I am and thus singe All what existed before It seemed I was seen as a whore My thoughts of my sweet love divine Shall stay with me ‘til end … Continue reading
My Madness
My Madness Everyone else thinks I’m in a funk Since the memory of him is locked in a trunk But he’s not a skeleton in my closet Just some change that I deposit Yes, knowing him did change my life … Continue reading
Lingering Fool
Lingering Fool The second she saw the mist She could not hold back or resist The magic of his shadowy figure Made her cry, made her linger She tried to put a square peg Through a round hole But only … Continue reading
Who Knew?
Who Knew He wanted to possess her, caress her Yet his sense of purpose and duty Kept his eyes from seeing her booty He was not that primitive and base Instead he was fond of seeing her face For she … Continue reading
