Submissions by KahakuHiga-Parker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jun 2012 6:22am
16th Jun 2012 6:22am
in the ring
Ding ding
The bell rings
Bounce on the canvas
My fists sing
As they whiz through the air
As I slide and step with flair
Sick and move stick and move
Boxing got boring needed after a belt
Moved on to somethin
That bright back the feel
Fly through the air
Knee meets the face
Blood spurts
Cuts inflicted with deadly elbows
Muay Thai expand the technique
Met the Gracies
Learned how to break bones in smooth motion
Tear the muscle
Catch the air
As I trained
felt the need to learn more
Did judo kenpo
Knife fought...
The bell rings
Bounce on the canvas
My fists sing
As they whiz through the air
As I slide and step with flair
Sick and move stick and move
Boxing got boring needed after a belt
Moved on to somethin
That bright back the feel
Fly through the air
Knee meets the face
Blood spurts
Cuts inflicted with deadly elbows
Muay Thai expand the technique
Met the Gracies
Learned how to break bones in smooth motion
Tear the muscle
Catch the air
As I trained
felt the need to learn more
Did judo kenpo
Knife fought...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Jun 2012 3:34am
16th Jun 2012 3:34am
fathers day
Fathers day means nothing to me
It has no importance
To a Bastard son
Who sometimes wishes he didn't cone from cowards seed
From the dealers breed
From a violent man
Who sanity slipped
And genetic code was embedded with craziness
It would haven't ever made
A wild child like me
Who hurt and hurt
And now repents
Fathers day
Has no meaning to me
As I sit in those church pews
Alone
Praying to my heavenly father the only one I need anymore
and I'll make damn sure my children don't know the feeling
Of being...
It has no importance
To a Bastard son
Who sometimes wishes he didn't cone from cowards seed
From the dealers breed
From a violent man
Who sanity slipped
And genetic code was embedded with craziness
It would haven't ever made
A wild child like me
Who hurt and hurt
And now repents
Fathers day
Has no meaning to me
As I sit in those church pews
Alone
Praying to my heavenly father the only one I need anymore
and I'll make damn sure my children don't know the feeling
Of being...
826 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 7:24pm
15th Jun 2012 7:24pm
sinful symphony
Loud screams
Moans and groans
Sounds of fucking
Flesh slapping flesh
Heavy breaths
Mixing together to make a sinful symphony
harder
louder
Faster we play
As I fuck her
And she screams
in her climax
the symphony comes to a crescendo but there's many songs more
Moans and groans
Sounds of fucking
Flesh slapping flesh
Heavy breaths
Mixing together to make a sinful symphony
harder
louder
Faster we play
As I fuck her
And she screams
in her climax
the symphony comes to a crescendo but there's many songs more
1023 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 6:59pm
15th Jun 2012 6:59pm
little to young
Aren't you a little young to be talking to me?
Do I look to young?
How old are you?? Can you even have a job??
I need to pay rent to
15 in a grown mans body
Has to grow up real fast
In this hard life
I'm young but grown
Because I have to be
Do I look to young?
How old are you?? Can you even have a job??
I need to pay rent to
15 in a grown mans body
Has to grow up real fast
In this hard life
I'm young but grown
Because I have to be
601 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 9:37am
15th Jun 2012 9:37am
good deed
Today
I did a good deed
I helped rebuild the house of a homeless family
And if my day want brightened
By the smiles on their faces
When they saw the progress
I don't know what will
Make me feel like a good man
But I know I will fix the wrongs I've done
Because otherwise I've learned nothing
When they walked up to me
Tears in the mothers eyes
Love on their faces
Smiles ear to ear
And I tell the them it wasn't my idea
It was my grandmothers boyfriend
Also he's my boss
And yet they reply
But we see you working harder then...
I did a good deed
I helped rebuild the house of a homeless family
And if my day want brightened
By the smiles on their faces
When they saw the progress
I don't know what will
Make me feel like a good man
But I know I will fix the wrongs I've done
Because otherwise I've learned nothing
When they walked up to me
Tears in the mothers eyes
Love on their faces
Smiles ear to ear
And I tell the them it wasn't my idea
It was my grandmothers boyfriend
Also he's my boss
And yet they reply
But we see you working harder then...
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1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 8:48am
15th Jun 2012 8:48am
ghetto shave ice
There it is...
The thing that represents my family in my mind
That same ol ghetto Jimmy rigged shave ice machine
I've seen time after time
Hooked up to a car battery
Its the only machine they let us use
Right next to the beer keg
Empty
Turn it
Its singing the blues
Bottles
Empty good enough to whistle into
Baggies
Lord knows what those held...
An addicts dessert maybe
Right next to the ghetto shave ice machine
Tables filled with ex cons drug addicts young and old
Criminals sit next to nearly as shady successfuls
Former...
The thing that represents my family in my mind
That same ol ghetto Jimmy rigged shave ice machine
I've seen time after time
Hooked up to a car battery
Its the only machine they let us use
Right next to the beer keg
Empty
Turn it
Its singing the blues
Bottles
Empty good enough to whistle into
Baggies
Lord knows what those held...
An addicts dessert maybe
Right next to the ghetto shave ice machine
Tables filled with ex cons drug addicts young and old
Criminals sit next to nearly as shady successfuls
Former...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 10:32pm
14th Jun 2012 10:32pm
paranoid
Don't carry a gun
But still handle a knife
Brass knuckles
No political correctness
Anyways its better that way
Up close and personal
then walk the other way
But a still sleep with a loaded piece under my pillow where it will always stay
If I sleep at all
Waking nightmares
Insomniac
Holes in the door from when I let a few go
In a moment of insanity
That's never passed
I can still smel the blood
See the bodies
Feel the pains
Paranoia got the best of me
I see shadows in the day time
don't own no small...
But still handle a knife
Brass knuckles
No political correctness
Anyways its better that way
Up close and personal
then walk the other way
But a still sleep with a loaded piece under my pillow where it will always stay
If I sleep at all
Waking nightmares
Insomniac
Holes in the door from when I let a few go
In a moment of insanity
That's never passed
I can still smel the blood
See the bodies
Feel the pains
Paranoia got the best of me
I see shadows in the day time
don't own no small...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 8:45am
14th Jun 2012 8:45am
where does strength reside? where does love hide? 4th entry to ebony_sky
I know where my strength comes from
It comes from within
From experiences made
Wrong choices
Still standing after life has
Shot back
Strength resides in my friends
My brothers
Love hides deep within
But is shown in the little actions we do
When I fall over
My strength isn't always strong enough
I rely on others
When my flame has died out and love seems barren
Talking to her
Makes it better
My brothers show me they care
We laugh we cry
We try
We lost
We've bled
We've won
Because our strength on its own is...
It comes from within
From experiences made
Wrong choices
Still standing after life has
Shot back
Strength resides in my friends
My brothers
Love hides deep within
But is shown in the little actions we do
When I fall over
My strength isn't always strong enough
I rely on others
When my flame has died out and love seems barren
Talking to her
Makes it better
My brothers show me they care
We laugh we cry
We try
We lost
We've bled
We've won
Because our strength on its own is...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 5:59am
14th Jun 2012 5:59am
Frankenstines monster
I've been broken
And sewn right back up
Replacement muscles
Scar tissue
From accidents to athletics
New Achilles
Scarred knuckles
Torn muscle
Pinched nerve
No feeling in my arm
Nor jaw
Just stock bolts in my head
Call me the new monster
The old one died
Transmuted soul
Electrically charged
Transplanted brain
Broken heart
Scars under the ink from when I was dragged across stone
Sharp as knives
Jagged edge
Natures scars
But still I stand stronger then ever
Of giant proportion
Text book hands...
And sewn right back up
Replacement muscles
Scar tissue
From accidents to athletics
New Achilles
Scarred knuckles
Torn muscle
Pinched nerve
No feeling in my arm
Nor jaw
Just stock bolts in my head
Call me the new monster
The old one died
Transmuted soul
Electrically charged
Transplanted brain
Broken heart
Scars under the ink from when I was dragged across stone
Sharp as knives
Jagged edge
Natures scars
But still I stand stronger then ever
Of giant proportion
Text book hands...
634 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 9:24am
13th Jun 2012 9:24am
El Barrio
As the sounds of police sirens screams across El Barrio
A little Tijuana in land of white
A group of boys scream La Raza
Ready to fight
El barrio the place she wishes to escape
El barrio the ghetto place
El barrio place of pride
Where the eagle fly
Where destiny is manifested through gunshots and needles
Dirty exchanges
El barrio lies no less silent
As blood pools around the young soldier his AMA cries, his familia mourn
As she walks down the street hating her home the sirens still ring
Her dream was simple she wished to sing
Her beauty...
A little Tijuana in land of white
A group of boys scream La Raza
Ready to fight
El barrio the place she wishes to escape
El barrio the ghetto place
El barrio place of pride
Where the eagle fly
Where destiny is manifested through gunshots and needles
Dirty exchanges
El barrio lies no less silent
As blood pools around the young soldier his AMA cries, his familia mourn
As she walks down the street hating her home the sirens still ring
Her dream was simple she wished to sing
Her beauty...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 6:47am
13th Jun 2012 6:47am
the third entry to ebony_sky
Soooo idk if anyone had actually been following all my little things to ebony_sky or not but the last few have been all about sex and side she's just an amazing girl she deserves something more so from your little boy....
You constantly write about lost love and regrets
But why dwell on it
When you could move on and fine anyone else
Its gone
Love had ended
It has washed out with the ebb and flow
of this ocean we call lifes current
And in this big blue sea you are the finest catch ever known
If they let you go their loss
Your beauty is...
You constantly write about lost love and regrets
But why dwell on it
When you could move on and fine anyone else
Its gone
Love had ended
It has washed out with the ebb and flow
of this ocean we call lifes current
And in this big blue sea you are the finest catch ever known
If they let you go their loss
Your beauty is...
810 reads
4 Comments
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