Submissions by MUSOREREAGAN (_reagan_de_hustla)
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Poet Introduction i am that guy who paves through life poetically..
LOVE POEM
Published
Yesterday 8:08am
Yesterday 8:08am
CHARISMA LITTLE SOUL
I just wanna run away
Find somewhere that feels safe
Find somewhere the bad days
Don't come as often in this sad phase
Somewhere I can be loved
Where I don't have to run away from my flaws
And I don't have to be afraid of my thoughts
This high, this high that I've been chasing
Don't have an exit
I don't learn my lesson
I don't see no endin' in sight
I don't feel the best when I try
Holdin' my head up high but it's not workin'
Making you cry makes me feel like a bad person
And something's got a hold on me
...
Find somewhere that feels safe
Find somewhere the bad days
Don't come as often in this sad phase
Somewhere I can be loved
Where I don't have to run away from my flaws
And I don't have to be afraid of my thoughts
This high, this high that I've been chasing
Don't have an exit
I don't learn my lesson
I don't see no endin' in sight
I don't feel the best when I try
Holdin' my head up high but it's not workin'
Making you cry makes me feel like a bad person
And something's got a hold on me
...
#ILoveYou
#FirstLove
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Feb 2021 8:28pm
13th Feb 2021 8:28pm
CHARLOTTE THE TREASURE
Black is beautiful was the old tale,
Beautiful is natural is the new tale,
All sounds vague in a world of chasing beauty.
Queen Charlotte is the damsel.
Well natured and down to earth,
Melanin is all she possesses,
Summed up with a persona worth treasures.
This babe got no flaws,
If any, then probably glows,
Little words but quite enough,
Shout out to the little angel,
Grown-up to the coolest soul.
From a distance, I glance,
The rhythm I vibe on,
Silently celebrating a queen passing by,
Intuition cuts deep,...
Beautiful is natural is the new tale,
All sounds vague in a world of chasing beauty.
Queen Charlotte is the damsel.
Well natured and down to earth,
Melanin is all she possesses,
Summed up with a persona worth treasures.
This babe got no flaws,
If any, then probably glows,
Little words but quite enough,
Shout out to the little angel,
Grown-up to the coolest soul.
From a distance, I glance,
The rhythm I vibe on,
Silently celebrating a queen passing by,
Intuition cuts deep,...
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jan 2021 7:13pm
30th Jan 2021 7:13pm
Dr Mrs. Me to be,
Hey Miss Lady wit a pearly necklace
Oh hey miss Lady with a queenly essence
Oh hey I don't know who you came here wit
If it's one of those guys, hope he just your bestie.
Oh hey miss Lady or miss next best thing
I know the fellas always say the same thing
Your smile so pretty yeah it's breathtaking
Well I_ just admit you got my heart pacing
yeah.
Oh hey miss Lady with a queenly essence
Oh hey I don't know who you came here wit
If it's one of those guys, hope he just your bestie.
Oh hey miss Lady or miss next best thing
I know the fellas always say the same thing
Your smile so pretty yeah it's breathtaking
Well I_ just admit you got my heart pacing
yeah.
#love
#ValentinesDay
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2019 9:32am
2nd Oct 2019 9:32am
HAPPY BIRTH DAY
It's glad to see a soul like you turn 18..
It's at the same time sad to see a soul like you loosing the young look..
Years come and go..
Moments come and go..
This time came when I met a soul like you..
Yet in the first place..
Never had I at any time thought I would ever meet a soul like you..
But it's sad that i can't spend the rest of my life enjoying your company..
There are some people who I can just be with...
Never say a word..
And then walk away feeling like it's the best conversation I've ever had..
And trust...
It's at the same time sad to see a soul like you loosing the young look..
Years come and go..
Moments come and go..
This time came when I met a soul like you..
Yet in the first place..
Never had I at any time thought I would ever meet a soul like you..
But it's sad that i can't spend the rest of my life enjoying your company..
There are some people who I can just be with...
Never say a word..
And then walk away feeling like it's the best conversation I've ever had..
And trust...
#love
#courage
#birthday
#admiration
#respect
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th May 2019 2:54pm
29th May 2019 2:54pm
LOVE YOU
That guy with less words..
More so with less actions..
To prove his love to you..
But with a portion of him..
Taken up by a portion of you..
Tough to explain..
Why such situations occur in real life...
But all I know is you know it right at the back of your mind..
I'm that guy that owes you a rose for every breath you take...
I can't remember the first day I glanced at you..
Neither do I remember how you drained into my thoughts..
But all I know is I would offer more than life..
Just on...
More so with less actions..
To prove his love to you..
But with a portion of him..
Taken up by a portion of you..
Tough to explain..
Why such situations occur in real life...
But all I know is you know it right at the back of your mind..
I'm that guy that owes you a rose for every breath you take...
I can't remember the first day I glanced at you..
Neither do I remember how you drained into my thoughts..
But all I know is I would offer more than life..
Just on...
#ILoveYou
#crush
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2019 7:33pm
28th Apr 2019 7:33pm
HIGH SCHOOL PABLO
Criminalized business..
Often based on drugs...
Is one thing that reminds me of gone Legends like..
Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria,
A Colombian drug lord and narcoterrorist..
Just call him "KING OF COCAINE"...
Being rated the wealthiest criminal in history..
With a net worth of 25 to 30 billion dollars by the early 1990's..
Having began his criminal career as a teenager,
Allegedly stealing gravestones and sanding them down for resale to local smugglers..
He turned into a great billionaire...
Just like anyone else..
At the...
Often based on drugs...
Is one thing that reminds me of gone Legends like..
Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria,
A Colombian drug lord and narcoterrorist..
Just call him "KING OF COCAINE"...
Being rated the wealthiest criminal in history..
With a net worth of 25 to 30 billion dollars by the early 1990's..
Having began his criminal career as a teenager,
Allegedly stealing gravestones and sanding them down for resale to local smugglers..
He turned into a great billionaire...
Just like anyone else..
At the...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Mar 2019 8:19am
26th Mar 2019 8:19am
THANK GOD
I wish i could spot the first day i came into this crazy world...
Unfortunately i can't..
The only fact I am 100% sure of is..
I was born with a purpose..
God had it in plan..
That got me sneaking glances in this world..
From that innocent young boy...
Dull enough and free of sin..
I grew up to know true and false..
I regret the first day I gained that wisdom..
Of choosing between right and wrong...
Coz that didn't really bring me to harvest...
But rather complete varnish throughout..
The first day I knew to choose...
Unfortunately i can't..
The only fact I am 100% sure of is..
I was born with a purpose..
God had it in plan..
That got me sneaking glances in this world..
From that innocent young boy...
Dull enough and free of sin..
I grew up to know true and false..
I regret the first day I gained that wisdom..
Of choosing between right and wrong...
Coz that didn't really bring me to harvest...
But rather complete varnish throughout..
The first day I knew to choose...
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Mar 2019 11:52am
10th Mar 2019 11:52am
REAL NIGGAS DON'T CRY
I had to grow up as a father of myself...
Not forgetting my younger ones...
Yet with a dad living his own life..
Getting us out of the domain..
I had to admit it...
Watching him live his life from the other side...
Leaving mum and we on this side...
Being the first born,
I had to hustle..
In company with mum,
To keep my sibling one hunnid..
We've made it through..
Having no one to cry out to....
What still keeps me on track is...
Real niggas don't cry...
I've had several addictions... ...
Not forgetting my younger ones...
Yet with a dad living his own life..
Getting us out of the domain..
I had to admit it...
Watching him live his life from the other side...
Leaving mum and we on this side...
Being the first born,
I had to hustle..
In company with mum,
To keep my sibling one hunnid..
We've made it through..
Having no one to cry out to....
What still keeps me on track is...
Real niggas don't cry...
I've had several addictions... ...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Mar 2019 10:22pm
8th Mar 2019 10:22pm
MAMA
When life brings it like....
It's tough enough to torture you...
Your reply ought to be like....
I am quite ready for a fair play...
Since tit for tat is a fair game...
You've got to respond accordingly...
That guy who grew up with a smile on his face,
As time faded,
A smile turned into a gloom,
Happy moments turned into mope moments...
Undergoing a single parenthood...
Yet formally used of a full parenthood,
Having my mama make a hustle...
Just in favor of me and my siblings.. ...
It's tough enough to torture you...
Your reply ought to be like....
I am quite ready for a fair play...
Since tit for tat is a fair game...
You've got to respond accordingly...
That guy who grew up with a smile on his face,
As time faded,
A smile turned into a gloom,
Happy moments turned into mope moments...
Undergoing a single parenthood...
Yet formally used of a full parenthood,
Having my mama make a hustle...
Just in favor of me and my siblings.. ...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2019 8:40am
5th Mar 2019 8:40am
TO THE STREET KIDS
The tunnel that houses us,
We thank you.
City dwellers that cook for us,
We love you.
The sun that dries the tunnels,
We thank you.
The rich that eat less,and
The garbage pits you fill,
We love you.
A muzungu that drops a coin,
We thank you.
Scavengers that share with us,
We hate you.
The rain that feels the tunnels,
We hate you,
The city council that hounds us,
We curse you.
Passers by without a coin,
We hate you.
Running water at night
Waking us from sleep,
We hate you.
In the...
We thank you.
City dwellers that cook for us,
We love you.
The sun that dries the tunnels,
We thank you.
The rich that eat less,and
The garbage pits you fill,
We love you.
A muzungu that drops a coin,
We thank you.
Scavengers that share with us,
We hate you.
The rain that feels the tunnels,
We hate you,
The city council that hounds us,
We curse you.
Passers by without a coin,
We hate you.
Running water at night
Waking us from sleep,
We hate you.
In the...
#suffering
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2019 2:54pm
2nd Mar 2019 2:54pm
THE FAKE ME
My life has been ruined..
By my deeds and lifestyle..
That I possessed not before..
But found myself falling a victim of...
Addictions..
That now occupy the biggest part of my life..
Life is at it's worst..
Like never before..
I wonder how I got here..
I wonder why i'm like this..
Am I the real me?
Greatest life in childhood,
Seeming like of no regrets at all...
I wish I could go back to those days..
But gone are the days..
When I lived the version of myself..
Even in troubles..
My personality would lead me...
By my deeds and lifestyle..
That I possessed not before..
But found myself falling a victim of...
Addictions..
That now occupy the biggest part of my life..
Life is at it's worst..
Like never before..
I wonder how I got here..
I wonder why i'm like this..
Am I the real me?
Greatest life in childhood,
Seeming like of no regrets at all...
I wish I could go back to those days..
But gone are the days..
When I lived the version of myself..
Even in troubles..
My personality would lead me...
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Feb 2019 00:54am
16th Feb 2019 00:54am
LOVE IS A BITCH
Don't misquote me please...
I just mean love is mean...
Love is some piece of shit...
Love is a bitch indeed...
But even in such circumstances...
Life has to go on...
From childhood up to now...
I admit I've met several faces of cute g's...
Probably thousands and thousands...
Different sizes..
Different colors...
Different personalities...
Different shapes...
Different heights....
Different everything..
I can't recall that day....
The first day I met this girl.... ...
I just mean love is mean...
Love is some piece of shit...
Love is a bitch indeed...
But even in such circumstances...
Life has to go on...
From childhood up to now...
I admit I've met several faces of cute g's...
Probably thousands and thousands...
Different sizes..
Different colors...
Different personalities...
Different shapes...
Different heights....
Different everything..
I can't recall that day....
The first day I met this girl.... ...
#FallingInLove
#emotional
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