Poetry: Love

LOVE.
What is it?
I don't know
its been so long the burn is gone
Love, what is it?
Is it the simple smile that curls on my lips
as i he puts his hands below my hips?
No. That's just him being sexual.
And maybe a little bit too playful.
Is it the sensation I get when he hugs me?
No, that's casual. But what's the ACTUAL??
What is it?
Tell me! Let me feel it once more!
Must I suffer, wait in line?
When will it be time for my LOVE to SHINE??
I don't know.

But I know I've felt it!
yes, yes I have!

It was like this....

"Love... love made me infatuated with you like no one could do.
Love... love made me yearn every passion and make it ever lasting.
Love... love made me insane when you whispered my name.
Love... love gave me delight and we'd 'fight' in the middle of the night.
Love... love captivated my life like a slave, for you? Everything I gave.
Love... love made me obsess about you all day, only your name I would say.
Love... love left me enchanted by your groove as we'd combine to make a move.
Love... love made me crush on you like only lust could do.
Love... love made me want to kiss you all over, until I was loves author.
Love... love made me want to sex you up like a warm up.
Love... love made me want you inside me even when I wasn't ready.
Love... love.. it kept me steady."


But what did LOVE really DO...
Love... love made me crazy, yeah.. I remember now..
Love.. it made me forget who I was & how.
Love.. made me forget who I loved first., and made me thirst.
Love.. clouded my mind until, no thoughts I could find.
Love.. love caused me pain when I missed you too much.
Love.. I been gave it up.

But LOVE? I'm ready for you now.
I just don't know, who's gonna show me now.
<3

Poetry: My Friend Isn't Crazy

My friends think im crazy
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!

Let me smokeeee
puff puff pass.
i dont run slow anymore!
you're dead last.
gimme a sip of that ciroc, Yummm...
the tiny burning sensation in the back of my throat..
it warm in my tummy now.
smoke & drink.
this is who I AM!

but.. My friends think im crazy
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!
but they still think im crazy.

-Dedicated to one of my closest friends... Hey.. I don't think you're crazy. :] Love ya.

Poetry: Just vibin..

Why you gotta be like a ventricle?
chambered on all sides/ faked like the actual/
egotastical, lookin way too bashful for the casual.
fuddle with rebuttal, spiteful with a curl/
bitch you make me hurl.
tranquil like a whiffle gettin hit by a whistle/
ya twistle in the air and land like a missile.
heavy wit the hit when ya fallin to the ground/
im throwin up the work, i got this wit no sound.


Fake like that scary bitch in the lake/
You awake? Ya feelin's I will break/
Breakin in mistakes, corrections I can make.
flakin like a quake, drastic wit the waste.
the devastation for the nation/ causin desolation/
misapplication, complications.
revert to divert all the restoration/
convert to consume and corrode the replications.

Disemployed like a prostitute, I salute you/
but i cant say I know, so fuck it, sOlute.
pumped like a gat, ready to shoot, but nah/
i'll just smoke ya boots, toast ya roots/
Sorry but I gotta dispute to wear the suit.

I'm da big cheese in the situation, the big brains/
-Gigantism-, wit the big names.
But I gotta proclaim, I'm the mainframe/
Disclaimed like a ranger, I make claims.
But let me be literal, I'm massive/
Substantial extravagance, so passive.
Running with the liberals, I'm active.

Don't treat me like a -harlequin-, a jester/
I take it to the head yo, takin several measures.
I fester with disgust, your end will be a must/
Smokin trees like ya aint livin, simple cust.
You're a bum, homeless, abandoned/
Banished like Eminem did to Cannon.
I'm a Veteran to the game, your a freshman,
I keep it REAL, but kid, did ya learn ya lesson?

-PePi


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Poetry: Lyrically Inclined

I was digging through my files in my computer and I found something I wrote way back on December 28th.

My cranium,
more ingenious than any normal cerebrum,
dialect 2 dissect any complicated perplexed mathematical theorem,
I leave a nigga on delirium.
I am the cure i am the serum.
niggas think m fearin' em,
but nigga I am lyrically inclined to dismiss ya off ya shrine
Thinkin you a star standin' by the bright lights
Thinkin that u got su'n that i might like?
Don't waste my time like..
I'ma vulgar chick,
I gotta dirty mouth, get me some orbits.
Nigga thinkin he fly, he look like Norbit.
Thinking you in the zone,
Nigga I zoned it, all you did was clone it,
found out that I owned it, you wanted it,
so I sold it but nigga you ain't me,
How you gonna mold it? How you gonna hold it?
Thinking you brand new,
Nigga you on ya old shit.
Wanna get married?
You gotta cold dick.
Poppa nigga in da mouth with'a flap,
Pull out da gat,
and pop em *pap pap*!!
You don't go hard,
get glocked wit da mac and as a matter a fact..
I'm the best thing on the menu, i am the big mac.
The big cheese, baby, you could hold that.
But let me remind you, I always been back.



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Poetry: To Un-Want

And I, I can see your eyes in mine,
when I'm looking through the side
I can see right through your lies
cause you tend to hide...
but why?
why be so merciful if you're so merciless?
Is this you putting me to a test?
Yes.
Like fest dwelling on all pesticides
Indignized by all this genocide
that in the future lies.
You hide, behind the ocean tides
Crawling to salvation on the city's side.
But where do you go, you can't decide,
Cause you're petrified.



And.. I don't want you anymore.

Poetry: Your Warmth

Just vibin...



Cultivated souls for those who will never know
A silent whisper of "I miss you so", shall never be heard.
I wonder, where do all these lies come from?
I slumber, I dream, I sleep.. my soul, for you to keep,
I love you. But, I hate you.
You left me behind, to uncover all the answers...
none, I find. What are the questions embedded in my mind?
I feel your warmth, you hold me from behind.
I twist, I turn, I take a look,
But no ones there, my body's shook.
I have no time to heal,
Already my body rots in what I feel,
your warmth.

Where did you go?
No longer holding me so...
I told my mother you came to visit me,
she called me a liar, with a slap across the face
I hate her, but I hate you more.
Look at this crime scene that you bore.
Look at the family, that you tore.
But I continue to feel,
your warmth.

But Daddy, I miss you.
And I don't know if I can keep Momma strong,
Cause its been so long since she mentioned your name,
and now I wish to bid farewell but I feel shamed.
I miss you.
I said I'd be okay when you left that frightful day.
But I lied, and I'm sorry, I never meant to cry.
But I miss you.
Is it okay if I call to you before I sleep?
Or is there something more to it, something deep?
I don't know, But I miss you.
And Momma? I'm sure she misses you too.
But right now, neither one of us, knows what to do.



--PS... my father isn't dead. I was just vibin off something I read.
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