Submissions by Naajir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just for the joy of pushin that pen..wherever it goes
They Say....
They say love is free
Yet a toll is always paid
Upon its exit
Yet a toll is always paid
Upon its exit
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Evanescence of She
Let the quill quantify the Soul
..and be made whole upon this parchment
Expressing a masculine point of view as an invite
To incite womanly insight along this vibe
In reverence of the grail where in which life begat
So shall these words be spat avowing
that
You...Womb-man
are
Divinely designed for stimulation
A miniature simulation of the UNI-verse
Extra sensory...supremely electromagnetic
An endless well of inspiration
The Ink-lination for Eye man of hue to seek
..to reach beyond...
..and be made whole upon this parchment
Expressing a masculine point of view as an invite
To incite womanly insight along this vibe
In reverence of the grail where in which life begat
So shall these words be spat avowing
that
You...Womb-man
are
Divinely designed for stimulation
A miniature simulation of the UNI-verse
Extra sensory...supremely electromagnetic
An endless well of inspiration
The Ink-lination for Eye man of hue to seek
..to reach beyond...
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Fallout
you can probably
remember it like days of antiquity
somewhere seemingly now so distant
in your own lifetime
where life still made sense
then it happened so suddenly
right before our very eyes
the treason against reason
the art of conversation twisted into some
abstract collage of utter madness
the mass raping of intellect
true wisdom sentenced to purgatory
logic banished to dystopia
as the guardians of social media
opened wide the gates of sector Catch 22
...
remember it like days of antiquity
somewhere seemingly now so distant
in your own lifetime
where life still made sense
then it happened so suddenly
right before our very eyes
the treason against reason
the art of conversation twisted into some
abstract collage of utter madness
the mass raping of intellect
true wisdom sentenced to purgatory
logic banished to dystopia
as the guardians of social media
opened wide the gates of sector Catch 22
...
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8 Comments
Phade To Blaque
a thousand thoughts
.......and only one mouth
...thousands upon thousands words..
.......and only one pen
man.....where do I begin?
is it my priority
..to favor the majority
over the minority
...of what's considered
'valued sentiment'?
yes....certain vibes are more intimate
.. as others expand toward the infinite
damn
so many unexpressed topics....
...all these unfinished scribes
straining my optics...
but the sweet Inspiration...
........she will not be rushed... ...
.......and only one mouth
...thousands upon thousands words..
.......and only one pen
man.....where do I begin?
is it my priority
..to favor the majority
over the minority
...of what's considered
'valued sentiment'?
yes....certain vibes are more intimate
.. as others expand toward the infinite
damn
so many unexpressed topics....
...all these unfinished scribes
straining my optics...
but the sweet Inspiration...
........she will not be rushed... ...
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Subterfuge
a connoisseur of
backhanded compliments
if you knew how her mind truly clicked
you'd take her brand of politeness
as an insult
48 laws of power
countless applications
you believe what you see
yet she never showed you a damned thing
using prejudices as your Achilles heel
she stirred you into a stew
you never knew was brewing
your undoing
she lowers
her presence for livestock only
spoon fed you flakes sugarcoated in sarcasm
inside your...
backhanded compliments
if you knew how her mind truly clicked
you'd take her brand of politeness
as an insult
48 laws of power
countless applications
you believe what you see
yet she never showed you a damned thing
using prejudices as your Achilles heel
she stirred you into a stew
you never knew was brewing
your undoing
she lowers
her presence for livestock only
spoon fed you flakes sugarcoated in sarcasm
inside your...
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Once
her nature spoke to me
in the softest of undertones
her whispers spoke profound volumes
crept underneath my skin she did
resonating in a space
where the love of a man is properly cultivated
beyond the ego...kissing the soul
her voice named me her choice
left my erratic thoughts moist....loosened
centered..grounded..humbled and honored
as she Trojan horsed my Troy
offering the gift of the most simple joy
conquering with wizened suggestions privy only to
the true descendants of womanhood
snuggling next to...
in the softest of undertones
her whispers spoke profound volumes
crept underneath my skin she did
resonating in a space
where the love of a man is properly cultivated
beyond the ego...kissing the soul
her voice named me her choice
left my erratic thoughts moist....loosened
centered..grounded..humbled and honored
as she Trojan horsed my Troy
offering the gift of the most simple joy
conquering with wizened suggestions privy only to
the true descendants of womanhood
snuggling next to...
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Pressurized Rain
the rain fell in increments
filling the grail of man's imagination
with liquefied thoughts of her
seductive in movement..saturating senses
sugary salted in sentiment
condensing oceanic depths of woman
into continuous pellets of revelations
one poetique drop at a time
the dark...the mysterious..the all consuming
a ripple effect emanating from a curvaceous figurine
manipulating a crimson flow
through swerves of exquisite scripture
calling forth the rapture
swollen down the length of a throbbing shaft
salacious...
filling the grail of man's imagination
with liquefied thoughts of her
seductive in movement..saturating senses
sugary salted in sentiment
condensing oceanic depths of woman
into continuous pellets of revelations
one poetique drop at a time
the dark...the mysterious..the all consuming
a ripple effect emanating from a curvaceous figurine
manipulating a crimson flow
through swerves of exquisite scripture
calling forth the rapture
swollen down the length of a throbbing shaft
salacious...
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Soapbox Edition #69: I am...dot dot dot
ACT 1
'i am a strong independent woman'
she shouted
as she purposely chose the
weakest most neediest man she could find
a kept man..i:e an inept man
to reinforce the idea of herself
sporting and supporting
her jobless thug with the unsavory behavior
anointing herself as his savior
got nothing in his name ..no credit
hamstrung by felonies
she knew she could edit his lifestyle
in her household..her stronghold
by burying his masculinity six feet under her roof
covering his name in mud ...
'i am a strong independent woman'
she shouted
as she purposely chose the
weakest most neediest man she could find
a kept man..i:e an inept man
to reinforce the idea of herself
sporting and supporting
her jobless thug with the unsavory behavior
anointing herself as his savior
got nothing in his name ..no credit
hamstrung by felonies
she knew she could edit his lifestyle
in her household..her stronghold
by burying his masculinity six feet under her roof
covering his name in mud ...
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Alpha And Omega
In the beginning
There was the Spoken Word
Defining the divine designing
Of this here verse
The heralding
Of things to come
Spawned in a cataclysmic
Burst of thought
That scrambled through my brain
Contracting my lungs
Until they could no longer sustain
The primordial heat
Of speaking your name
That would blow
Through the fissures
Of my vocal chords
Followed by a horde of Truth
Which I can ill afford to deny
To try would be
Treason against...
There was the Spoken Word
Defining the divine designing
Of this here verse
The heralding
Of things to come
Spawned in a cataclysmic
Burst of thought
That scrambled through my brain
Contracting my lungs
Until they could no longer sustain
The primordial heat
Of speaking your name
That would blow
Through the fissures
Of my vocal chords
Followed by a horde of Truth
Which I can ill afford to deny
To try would be
Treason against...
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Lucifer's Garden
If the eyes
are indeed the windows to the soul
then where better to begin the harvest
but here in a garden thousands of years
removed from Eden
where heathens huddle and scheme
using inception to infiltrate
our dreams
and so began the fertilization
by the telling of countless lies
selling perverted versions of this person..that person
revisions of foreign and domestic images
cast through an army of televisions
emitting...
are indeed the windows to the soul
then where better to begin the harvest
but here in a garden thousands of years
removed from Eden
where heathens huddle and scheme
using inception to infiltrate
our dreams
and so began the fertilization
by the telling of countless lies
selling perverted versions of this person..that person
revisions of foreign and domestic images
cast through an army of televisions
emitting...
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The Pilgrimage Pt 2
self awareness was cultivated
through the reflection of others
as i shared the story between my ex and i
thinking i was over her
talking casually i assumed
until my date told me how my voice
carried across the room
she said i still seemed consumed
said there was venom and vitriol
in my emotions
when i spoke of her
word?
i had to take a step back
cuz she wasn't the first to comment
on my behavior
had to get out of denial
and acknowledge how much anger
i might have really...
through the reflection of others
as i shared the story between my ex and i
thinking i was over her
talking casually i assumed
until my date told me how my voice
carried across the room
she said i still seemed consumed
said there was venom and vitriol
in my emotions
when i spoke of her
word?
i had to take a step back
cuz she wasn't the first to comment
on my behavior
had to get out of denial
and acknowledge how much anger
i might have really...
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4 Comments
The Son Will Rise
I don't believe in handouts
But I will give you a hand up
As long as you're willing to stand up
And Man up
Pull your pants up and
Strap up your shoelaces
Drop your screw faces
And join the race of humans
Stop fuming young man
You're mind is still in blooming
And yet there you go
Assuming you got nothing to live for
So you run rampant
Through the community
Killing with impunity
Is it your insecurity
That keeps you from unity?
Must your mother live
Under a cloak constant dread
While you're...
But I will give you a hand up
As long as you're willing to stand up
And Man up
Pull your pants up and
Strap up your shoelaces
Drop your screw faces
And join the race of humans
Stop fuming young man
You're mind is still in blooming
And yet there you go
Assuming you got nothing to live for
So you run rampant
Through the community
Killing with impunity
Is it your insecurity
That keeps you from unity?
Must your mother live
Under a cloak constant dread
While you're...
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