Submissions by Kementic1 (Hussein Ali Hill)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The odometer of my life is hidden from me which has me worrying about my legacy Is my existence a part of an eternal plan or am i just leaving temporary footprints in the sand Either way even if it is just spam i write therefore i am
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Aug 2021 6:06pm
14th Aug 2021 6:06pm
An Ode To A Sista Queen
Her face glows like morning sunlight
warm, inviting and bright
Her hair is like Angela D
and reminds me I still fight to be free
Her clothes reflect the vitality of our original home
the birthplace of the human genome
Her bearing is like that of royalty
like back when we showed Egypt our loyalty
Her essence is as stimulating as caffeine
keep on doing you my beauty Sista Queen
warm, inviting and bright
Her hair is like Angela D
and reminds me I still fight to be free
Her clothes reflect the vitality of our original home
the birthplace of the human genome
Her bearing is like that of royalty
like back when we showed Egypt our loyalty
Her essence is as stimulating as caffeine
keep on doing you my beauty Sista Queen
#strength
#motivational
#inspirational
#admiration
#respect
745 reads
8 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
8th Aug 2021 6:45pm
8th Aug 2021 6:45pm
Loco's Rap
I represent team Adidas
and toxic people can't defeat us
In my live positive and chill is the vibe
I'm Dr. Feel Good that's the medicine I prescribe
From Kenya to Jamaica all the ladies love me so
bc I am an International Gigolo
Every day and night I just can't quit
bc I am the King of Pop That Shyt
I am a Man of Mystery
and the woman want to check out my history
Ladies dance and twerk in my Love Box
sometimes without shoes or a sock
If they need extra love
on each hand I wear a booty glove ...
and toxic people can't defeat us
In my live positive and chill is the vibe
I'm Dr. Feel Good that's the medicine I prescribe
From Kenya to Jamaica all the ladies love me so
bc I am an International Gigolo
Every day and night I just can't quit
bc I am the King of Pop That Shyt
I am a Man of Mystery
and the woman want to check out my history
Ladies dance and twerk in my Love Box
sometimes without shoes or a sock
If they need extra love
on each hand I wear a booty glove ...
#happiness
#kindness
#strength
#motivational
#honesty
617 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Aug 2021 11:52pm
4th Aug 2021 11:52pm
The Crossroads
I went down to the crossroads and I saw Trump standing there
with fake tan make-up and blonde dye in his hair
I begged for him do show POC some mercy
he said between him and his boss that would start a controversy
I said stop all this "hatin"
he said he was just doing his job as an agent of Satan
I said please don't tell another lie
because more people will die
He smiled and said I know
that is the reason for this show
He said I have to go-I can't be late...
with fake tan make-up and blonde dye in his hair
I begged for him do show POC some mercy
he said between him and his boss that would start a controversy
I said stop all this "hatin"
he said he was just doing his job as an agent of Satan
I said please don't tell another lie
because more people will die
He smiled and said I know
that is the reason for this show
He said I have to go-I can't be late...
#hate
#death
#evil
#tragedy
#suffering
1616 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2021 9:56pm
3rd Aug 2021 9:56pm
Broken Crayons
We come into this world new and fresh out of the box
the majority of us free of disease like the chicken pox
Different colors but all the same
each with our own name
We wear down as we grow older
due to the fact that all of life's weight we have to shoulder
But, in our heart's we still color as brightly
regardless how much a broken crayon we maybe be
the majority of us free of disease like the chicken pox
Different colors but all the same
each with our own name
We wear down as we grow older
due to the fact that all of life's weight we have to shoulder
But, in our heart's we still color as brightly
regardless how much a broken crayon we maybe be
#identity
#beauty
#consumerism #culture
#consumerism #culture
736 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jul 2021 9:44pm
30th Jul 2021 9:44pm
Our Memories
We remember harvesting roses-with their petals nice and thick
but, forget the times their thorns our finger they did prick
We remember all the sunny days
even the rainy ones we remember with a romantic haze
We remember going fishing by a creek or lake
Yet, forget about not catching any to fry or bake
Our memories are like an old photo album that we review
snap shots of the fun times we have lived through
Sometimes a bad memory returns stronger than 30 year old Glenlivet
But, with time we are blessed not to relive it ...
but, forget the times their thorns our finger they did prick
We remember all the sunny days
even the rainy ones we remember with a romantic haze
We remember going fishing by a creek or lake
Yet, forget about not catching any to fry or bake
Our memories are like an old photo album that we review
snap shots of the fun times we have lived through
Sometimes a bad memory returns stronger than 30 year old Glenlivet
But, with time we are blessed not to relive it ...
#happiness
#kindness
#hope
#gratitude
#emotions
828 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2021 7:37pm
23rd Jul 2021 7:37pm
Being Yet Nothingness
The images of slavery in your mind you need to revamp
it was not a day at Bel Air Summer Camp
Today PETA would not let even animals that way be harmed
on any plantation or farm
Back breaking work endlessly soiling in the sun
and at night still NO fun
Hoping not to be the victim of Massa's date rape
sadly both males and females that fate they did not escape
If you failed in your attempt to runaway
from the business end of a rope your lifeless body would sway
...
it was not a day at Bel Air Summer Camp
Today PETA would not let even animals that way be harmed
on any plantation or farm
Back breaking work endlessly soiling in the sun
and at night still NO fun
Hoping not to be the victim of Massa's date rape
sadly both males and females that fate they did not escape
If you failed in your attempt to runaway
from the business end of a rope your lifeless body would sway
...
#murder
#oppression
#racism
#freedom
#HumanRights
739 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2021 6:52pm
21st Jul 2021 6:52pm
Crap Shoot
Living through this crap shoot we call life
filled with worry, suffering and strife
While shaking dem dice
Sometimes I have to think twice
Because, in my mind I am jaded
but, in my heart I know the LORD got me faded
So 7 come 11
may my next abode be in heaven
filled with worry, suffering and strife
While shaking dem dice
Sometimes I have to think twice
Because, in my mind I am jaded
but, in my heart I know the LORD got me faded
So 7 come 11
may my next abode be in heaven
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration
#despair
#bittersweet
694 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jul 2021 6:49pm
20th Jul 2021 6:49pm
A Picture of You
Your smile was brighter than the sun
and in the old days we had so much fun
In the tough times we had each other's backs
and traded advice and life hacks
We debated fiction and facts
while you ate those pickle slices snacks
After midnight now my depression is darker than French blue
it would help if I could laugh with you
I worry to the break of dawn
and survive each day with a yawn
Now all I have is a picture of you
to get me through
I know life is about change
if I had the power there are...
and in the old days we had so much fun
In the tough times we had each other's backs
and traded advice and life hacks
We debated fiction and facts
while you ate those pickle slices snacks
After midnight now my depression is darker than French blue
it would help if I could laugh with you
I worry to the break of dawn
and survive each day with a yawn
Now all I have is a picture of you
to get me through
I know life is about change
if I had the power there are...
#sadness
#loneliness
#frustration
#emptiness
#bittersweet
1004 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jul 2021 9:20pm
17th Jul 2021 9:20pm
Lust For Life
It takes most of my energy just to get out of bed
and to fight from being a prisoner in my own head
Too often seeing another sunrise I dread
the passion for life, that old fire breathing dragon inside of me is almost dead
I am playing the back nine
and my best shots are barely on-line
But, my middle name is perseverance
and to my "code" there is still an adherence
My calling is to tell a tale well
and clearly like a call on a satellite "cell"
So, I exist and...
and to fight from being a prisoner in my own head
Too often seeing another sunrise I dread
the passion for life, that old fire breathing dragon inside of me is almost dead
I am playing the back nine
and my best shots are barely on-line
But, my middle name is perseverance
and to my "code" there is still an adherence
My calling is to tell a tale well
and clearly like a call on a satellite "cell"
So, I exist and...
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration
#despair
#emptiness
491 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 8:14pm
14th Jul 2021 8:14pm
Brighter Lights
I am not greedy but, I want more
like a golden ticket to the candy store
I see Billionaires that are not smarter than me
and I pray every night for the key
To success and the blessing of a multitude of assets
like diamonds with multi-level facets
I know that the start
is to grow the love in my heart
In order to use it as my North Star
so my thoughts can travel light years far
I seek to soar to higher heights
and on the stage of life stand...
like a golden ticket to the candy store
I see Billionaires that are not smarter than me
and I pray every night for the key
To success and the blessing of a multitude of assets
like diamonds with multi-level facets
I know that the start
is to grow the love in my heart
In order to use it as my North Star
so my thoughts can travel light years far
I seek to soar to higher heights
and on the stage of life stand...
#happiness
#strength
#dreams
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
491 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2021 11:31pm
10th Jul 2021 11:31pm
The One
#happiness
#love
#motivational
#admiration
#emotions
1837 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jul 2021 7:48pm
8th Jul 2021 7:48pm
Book Museum
Where are those square shaped short things with pages
that told stories in stages
They were made out of trees
and burned at 451 Fahrenheit degrees
In the beginning they were written by hand
until the invention of the printing press by that Gutenberg man
Now people pay money just to see um
because what they use to call a library-is now a Book Museum
that told stories in stages
They were made out of trees
and burned at 451 Fahrenheit degrees
In the beginning they were written by hand
until the invention of the printing press by that Gutenberg man
Now people pay money just to see um
because what they use to call a library-is now a Book Museum
#consumerism
#art
#culture
#responsibility
#risk
570 reads
7 Comments
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