No one hears You (co-written with Prentiss Dantzler @Scholar_357)

Love Me! No one hears you… Love Me! No one cares for you… Love Me! No one understands that it was your rhythmic circuitry that brings existence. That existential monitoring life came from your robust plight, Altering actions caused ejaculations circumcising your magnetic pulse, Pulsating as you said him to…. Love Me! So he entered in a cosmic journey into your vortex, no latex, just pure sex. He...

In a Sentimental Mood

In my house Listening while sitting by my window, As the raindrops reverberate on my window sill Inspiring thoughts cross my mind Poetic scriptures of yesteryear commence to formulate within my soul causing the ink to flow on this canvas And it puts me in a sentimental mood And as these sentiments begin to sediment I lie sentient, and all that is left are my thoughts. Thoughts of the poets before...

African Queen

African Queen“Just like the sun…lights up the earth, you light up my life”Words never rang so true about herFor she embodies all that would make any man sink to their knees..From her ebony skin to her rich full bodied hair…If her touch was labeled as forever then I have entered the realm of infinityShe possesses that sought after trinity of beauty, brains and personalityAnd it is that compatibility...

I had a dream

I had a dream... That it was just me and you alone, as we Slow danced to the ocean waves as our feet sunk into the sand while, Staring into each other’s eyes as the crescent moon is our only source of illumination Etching into my mind this mental illustration, hoping we can stay here forever, I had a dream… That Time stood still as if the earth orbits around our memories Our hearts synchronized...

Humble Beginnings

Contrary to what you may see and believe…I come from humble beginningsMy life hasn’t always been flowers growing and birds singingBut more of a trying upbringing, filled with tears and broken promises “Whats humble?”I will gladly tell you HumbleIs growing up in a house with 3 people, and having only enough money to make one meal a week and make it last… praying that the cornbread rises because we...

Old Flame Emotion

Have you ever thought about an ex? Or even have an ex as a friend? My feelings are all over the place Even more as the day progress Trying to figure out this conundrum That drifts back to a romance blossom, An old flame, from a wilted candleAncient emotion has risen into temptation Wrapped me up in a silent vow And makes me forget here and now, Despite all the hurry all around Little details sit...

Elevators

The elevator of life ElevatorsA convenient wayTo reach our destination. The elevator of life howeverIs not as convenient or simpleAs up is down the path of delusion,And down looks up toward awareness.The open door button is the negativity that you let into your life,Thus ruining the insidesThe close door button represents your pride,How you wouldn’t let everyone see through you at risk of being seen...

She

She… Is a beautiful black woman who knows what she wants out of life A beautiful head upon positive shoulders A sister, friend, aunt and inevitably…a wife That is what she is She… Is constantly physically and even metaphorically portrayed as a, Scantily clad façade of pride who is only appreciated more, when she takes off less When approached my men, she knows they are thinking about how...

Tribulations of Life

In this dog-eat-dog world that surrounds us We sometimes brake down and fall We try too hard to satiate the approval of all And sometimes we feel that those who stand above us Can make us seem unimportant and small So we begin to tremble under the weight of the problems that, like a paperweight, holds us down We maintain a smile on the outside but that smile is really a concealer to our frowns And...

Scars

I’m sick and tired…..Of people staring at me as if I have a red stain on my white shirt and not in my eye in respectBut what can you expect when you have visible scars?When the first thing people do among first glance…is stare at your forehead…My first impression is to question your maturity,but what gives me the authority to not act normallyWhen what is just a blemish is now my biggest insecurity.Oh...

Why

Why? I sit here Pondering, thinking to myself Why? Yes…that is a vague question and a Satirical subject with a plethora of predicates So how would one go about answering this type of question? I will try and I won’t be too delicate Why? Do we live in a society where our role models are those who speak false truths Modern day coons, who instead of wearing black face have tattoos… Who...

Mindset

Marching onward and searching forwardAs I look toward the future while dwelling on the past,I realize that it is hard to think about the futureWhen you still retain remnants from the fallen sands in the hourglassI constantly think about what this life has to give and already given to meI try to conquer all obstacles, missed opportunities and endless possibilities that make it hard to live.And I realize...

Scars

I’m sick and tired…..Of people staring at me as if I have a red stain on my white shirt and not in my eye in respectBut what can you expect when you have visible scars?When the first thing people do among first glance…is stare at your forehead…My first impression is to question your maturity, but what gives me the authority to not act normally When what is just a blemish is now my biggest insecurity....

This Lonely teardrop

As I sit here...I thinkAbout how mch you have meant to meA single teardrop begins to fall down my face And, this teardrop symbolizes all that you meant to meAll the jokes, and positive memories..I can feel slipping away As this tear begins its descent down my face. While this teardrop falls past my cheek, I wonder if things would ever be the sameIf I'm the one to blame, or if we were handed the wrong...

Thank you by Jasmine Siobhan and Will Dennis

Thank You *takes a bow*Hunger for success but no appetite HappinessI’m trying to be the catalyst, to this chemical imbalance And, as we re-establish what we went through in the pastWe both are aware that times have changed. No longer is love the questionAlthough it was always the exceptionFighting through the deception of what love showed us.And now its seems that being “in love” and “loving are in...

I lost a diamond

I once lost a diamond, so gorgeous and so rare as it slipped through the cracks. And underneath it all, became Transparent adamantine lustre…. even to the touch She was a precious stone, full of dazzling delicateness Preciously priceless cut perfectly and precise Beautifully bafflingly brilliantly bright Twinkling in the suns light Gorgeous, glass like Diamond And yet I lost her……but I don’t know...