supreme being

Without structure, reason, with pointless rhyme,
We're perpetually inundated time after time,
With aimless verbiage, with little to no thought,
Primping and posing, for cheap adoration sought....

Multiple attempts tis oft blindly confused,
With real talent, that hath truly amused,
Such lyrical fancy and poignant rhyme,
That will long stand the true test of time. ...

When ignorant blather is rabidly appeased,
To all good work creates painful unease....
For he who turns a daft ear and blind eye,
Insults true artists earning a woeful sigh....

Those who appreciate truly talented prose,
Wield power to separate the best of those....
Fear not to reveal the impostors so bold,
Elevating distinguished stories to be told....

When a weed is amongst graceful flowers,
Remove it, for their beauty it greatly sours....
Witnessing a wrongful and hideous site,
Action is required to make everything right.....

For there comes a time to make a stand,
Set the world right and elevate the grand....
Take pride in best of our insubstantial art,
Sharing the joys, touching an aching heart.....

feeels like

Feels like writing but doesn’t want to but my thoughts are writing they’re own thoughts on the lines of my mind that creates these outerverisal futuristic dysfunctional hardship loving strange complex emotional compounded mandatory appetizing words that feed your eyes and fun top (brain) come abroad my SpaceWordShip, they say I am the Miseducated one that set in a Private Room alone because I had too many Epiphany’s shiii!ittt that just gave me Room For Improvement to write when I thought of self as in one, one as in A Man Thoughts my thoughts that is aha does this here like I am performing for a stand-up poetry premier with no snapping finger just smoke clouds from rolled up loud and sit back to jet off to my wordily zoo where I cant be tamed so don’t feed this beast or else you’ll unleash my undercover dangerous skills that will dismantle your poetic perfection that you’ve worked on for years so go ahead shad a few tears from hitting you with my lyrical boom boom pow’s (hard words) just like a child without guidance I’m so out control and wild with these words, now the poetry club tryna put me on parole but my poetry has no limits that’s why its so def like comedy jam but this isn’t funny anymore it became serious when I didn’t have to use a pen to get a flow going, I guess I’m obsessed with it probably because I noticed I was blessed with this unique talent that came with a hustler my frame so I started to hustle up this words and came up with This!!! I’m so On I need a Thorn next to Angelou, Maya that is or even Black Ice because I am so Gone with it Poetry is my Wife............

a long dream............

U are my mystery,
The voice so afar,
u are the wind
Carrying me to the stars.....

U are the unseen face,
The most desirable dream,
u are the perfumed embrace
Making me beam and gleam.....

U are the music in me,
A melody that puts me into a trance....
U are the one who sets me free
And calls me for an unforgettable dance.....

U are my desire melting away,
My flame wrapped up in secrecy.....
U are the word I always say
When I am in ecstasy....

U are what I can't define:
My soul, my eternity and my art....
U are the one who makes me rise and shine....
U are the light inside my heart....



U are a dream....