Submissions by Naajir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just for the joy of pushin that pen..wherever it goes
a question of menure
luv them 'ol Westerns
great story telling
magnificent scenery
and all them beautiful horses
but there was always
that one nagging question
well,where's the horse shit?
that's the magic of Hollywood
I guess,eh?
great story telling
magnificent scenery
and all them beautiful horses
but there was always
that one nagging question
well,where's the horse shit?
that's the magic of Hollywood
I guess,eh?
761 reads
10 Comments
That Kiss
It's what's missing
You know
You remember
How long has it been?
Have you ever?
Can you recall that kiss?
Deep...passionate
All consuming
Remember what it felt like?
Like the only thing that mattered
At that moment
Remember the intensity of it?
Sharing with just reckless abandon
..eyes closed
Yet your vision could never be clearer
Unrestrained..unashamed
That one deep kiss
A kiss so sensual
So profound...
It became an act
Unto itself
...self sustaining
Conjuring...
You know
You remember
How long has it been?
Have you ever?
Can you recall that kiss?
Deep...passionate
All consuming
Remember what it felt like?
Like the only thing that mattered
At that moment
Remember the intensity of it?
Sharing with just reckless abandon
..eyes closed
Yet your vision could never be clearer
Unrestrained..unashamed
That one deep kiss
A kiss so sensual
So profound...
It became an act
Unto itself
...self sustaining
Conjuring...
1001 reads
11 Comments
Question/Answer
Woman:
Who created God?
Man:
I don't know
But I'm glad
God created you.
Who created God?
Man:
I don't know
But I'm glad
God created you.
909 reads
13 Comments
Serenity's Spell
I could only take her...in metered doses
Her liquefied hypnosis must be served precisely....
To the milligram...
A fraction more..
And I am no more...
My mental traction...lost to me..
Overwhelmed by the soothing tsunami that is she..
Her gentle undertows...
Her subtle..undertones
Whisking me away....
Away to a hidden realm....To Her Queendom...
Where the beast that waylays beneath I cannot reside
Where my narcissism dissipates in the melody
Of her sing-song breeze...
Where my jade is vanquished by the shade...
Her liquefied hypnosis must be served precisely....
To the milligram...
A fraction more..
And I am no more...
My mental traction...lost to me..
Overwhelmed by the soothing tsunami that is she..
Her gentle undertows...
Her subtle..undertones
Whisking me away....
Away to a hidden realm....To Her Queendom...
Where the beast that waylays beneath I cannot reside
Where my narcissism dissipates in the melody
Of her sing-song breeze...
Where my jade is vanquished by the shade...
1311 reads
9 Comments
Soapbox Edition #16: Mechanical God {Da Remix}
peep the preacher-predator
preying on prayers
selling theological bullshit
straight outta the pulpit
Mr.501C-3 culprit
collecting government approved welfare
using psychological warfare
speakin in fraudulent tongues
to a seance hung on charismatic conveyance
workin the church like a convenience store
with the band playin in sync
to his sapiosexual idiosyncrasies
the inconsistency of his spirituality
and materialistic lifestyle
immaterial to the throng of worshipers
content...
preying on prayers
selling theological bullshit
straight outta the pulpit
Mr.501C-3 culprit
collecting government approved welfare
using psychological warfare
speakin in fraudulent tongues
to a seance hung on charismatic conveyance
workin the church like a convenience store
with the band playin in sync
to his sapiosexual idiosyncrasies
the inconsistency of his spirituality
and materialistic lifestyle
immaterial to the throng of worshipers
content...
818 reads
9 Comments
You Don't Want My Love {Contaminated Penmanship}
1234 reads
9 Comments
computer ill-iteracy
hiccup..
here i am
goin back n forth
between two-faced-book
and insta-sham..
spillin cyber gutz..
cuz i don't givez a damn..
no mo'
...
tired of gettin cussed out
cuz signals keep gettin crossed
words gettin lost in translation.
shit!!!
whoever imagined a nation
where the imagination
took on a life of its own
...
as trolls scroll down statuses
catchin feelins
thinkin um bein rude..hiccup-hiccup
or givin some kinda attitude ...
here i am
goin back n forth
between two-faced-book
and insta-sham..
spillin cyber gutz..
cuz i don't givez a damn..
no mo'
...
tired of gettin cussed out
cuz signals keep gettin crossed
words gettin lost in translation.
shit!!!
whoever imagined a nation
where the imagination
took on a life of its own
...
as trolls scroll down statuses
catchin feelins
thinkin um bein rude..hiccup-hiccup
or givin some kinda attitude ...
748 reads
7 Comments
Mystique
it's the subtlety of you...
..that profoundly speaks
beyond the allure of your physique
...it's your mystique...
that has my inquiring mind piqued
...more than just the IT Factor
it's something extra ordinary..
..extra-sensory about you
as if you know something these
other women don't..
your mystique...standing out..
..in a crowded room..with that
gravity..compelling masculine eyes
...revolving like so many moons..
casting stares..and glances..
...wondering what...
..that profoundly speaks
beyond the allure of your physique
...it's your mystique...
that has my inquiring mind piqued
...more than just the IT Factor
it's something extra ordinary..
..extra-sensory about you
as if you know something these
other women don't..
your mystique...standing out..
..in a crowded room..with that
gravity..compelling masculine eyes
...revolving like so many moons..
casting stares..and glances..
...wondering what...
1175 reads
6 Comments
Magnificent Beasts
you have
chased and chased and chased
like I'm some exotic animal..
to be hunted like wild game
scattered throughout urban jungles
and broken villages
haunted by a history deliberately shoved
into such a narrow context
for one much broader than your books
would ever suggest. ..
harvested my organs..my DNA. .
snatched my afterbirth
bled my existence
then returned to collect my afterdeath...
you'd hedge bets against my soul
if only it too was a commodity wouldn't...
chased and chased and chased
like I'm some exotic animal..
to be hunted like wild game
scattered throughout urban jungles
and broken villages
haunted by a history deliberately shoved
into such a narrow context
for one much broader than your books
would ever suggest. ..
harvested my organs..my DNA. .
snatched my afterbirth
bled my existence
then returned to collect my afterdeath...
you'd hedge bets against my soul
if only it too was a commodity wouldn't...
1098 reads
7 Comments
Missouri
we made love..i'm sure of it
never kissed
never copulated
never conversed at length
never had the chance to
for she belonged to someone else
yet longed for something else
if only we had met somewhere else
beautiful and uncanny it was
our brief encounters
how the world softened in her presence
the subterranean tone in which we spoke
the distant looks we'd give each other..
our eyes a million miles away from gym class
floating in our own hemisphere
English 101 was so rudimentary
compared...
never kissed
never copulated
never conversed at length
never had the chance to
for she belonged to someone else
yet longed for something else
if only we had met somewhere else
beautiful and uncanny it was
our brief encounters
how the world softened in her presence
the subterranean tone in which we spoke
the distant looks we'd give each other..
our eyes a million miles away from gym class
floating in our own hemisphere
English 101 was so rudimentary
compared...
844 reads
3 Comments
Ode To Biggie
Ode To The Notorious One
my submission for Zazzles comp
Biggie Or Tupac
i got a story to tell
about the life i used to lead
see i loved the dough shit. ..i was hypnotized
moms kept tellin me tho..mo money mo problems
but i wuz like...fuck that!!!
i wuzn't down for the everyday struggle
umma follow the ten crack commandments
until my last day
usin whatever hustle that wuz gonna gimme the loot
sky was the limit far as i wuz concerned
that's how high i wanted to go
I...
my submission for Zazzles comp
Biggie Or Tupac
i got a story to tell
about the life i used to lead
see i loved the dough shit. ..i was hypnotized
moms kept tellin me tho..mo money mo problems
but i wuz like...fuck that!!!
i wuzn't down for the everyday struggle
umma follow the ten crack commandments
until my last day
usin whatever hustle that wuz gonna gimme the loot
sky was the limit far as i wuz concerned
that's how high i wanted to go
I...
891 reads
5 Comments
dreams of a nomadic moon
the radiance of her exudes through her
pores reaching me from an unimaginable
distance In but an instance washing against
the jagged shores of my soul then receding
away in airless wisps I gasp as I try to grasp
on to the feint remains of her fading twilight
only to once again be condemned to the
frigid darkness...alone
floating
in this endless sea of nothingness where
there's nothing left but time i count down
to the nano second til her new dawn as I
contemplate embellishing the translucent
linings of...
pores reaching me from an unimaginable
distance In but an instance washing against
the jagged shores of my soul then receding
away in airless wisps I gasp as I try to grasp
on to the feint remains of her fading twilight
only to once again be condemned to the
frigid darkness...alone
floating
in this endless sea of nothingness where
there's nothing left but time i count down
to the nano second til her new dawn as I
contemplate embellishing the translucent
linings of...
1072 reads
6 Comments
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