Submissions by rasninjacaz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Nov 2018 10:46pm
9th Nov 2018 10:46pm
Mother
M - M is for mother. The matriarch, for you are the keeper of our home, our hearts, our joys, and our pains. You have always been there for me in my life through all the losses and gains. I could not imagine a world without you and I am truly blessed to have come from your womb.
To Whom! else does this adoration, respect, and love go to...none other than you mom.
O - Is for optimism because you know no failure. You stand in the face of fear, you flourish in the unknown, and you are the conqueror of your challenges and enemies. You have an air omnipresence to your...
To Whom! else does this adoration, respect, and love go to...none other than you mom.
O - Is for optimism because you know no failure. You stand in the face of fear, you flourish in the unknown, and you are the conqueror of your challenges and enemies. You have an air omnipresence to your...
#mother
#motherhood
#MothersDay #son
#MothersDay #son
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2018 3:03am
23rd Mar 2018 3:03am
Lies
It's funny our ties to the sky
Immeasurable and existent
Some how manifested above us
In a beautiful blue, such a beautiful view
But with age comes wisdom
With wisdom comes knowledge to know the ledge from which we speak our deceit
I'm saying the sky is not blue it simply reflects of the water surface like false words spewing out of lips painted any color; leaves one to wonder if your words are true affections or just reflections of ill will or insecurities
If your "I love you's" are just bull exctement or a true testament to your intimate investment in...
Immeasurable and existent
Some how manifested above us
In a beautiful blue, such a beautiful view
But with age comes wisdom
With wisdom comes knowledge to know the ledge from which we speak our deceit
I'm saying the sky is not blue it simply reflects of the water surface like false words spewing out of lips painted any color; leaves one to wonder if your words are true affections or just reflections of ill will or insecurities
If your "I love you's" are just bull exctement or a true testament to your intimate investment in...
#lies
#betrayal
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2016 4:06am
12th Dec 2016 4:06am
Boomerang
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2016 8:00pm
22nd Jan 2016 8:00pm
They rise
(Keep some type of old school hip hop beat in mind; flow with it)
Hello my good people!
Be cool and be easy
for this knowledge im bout to drop is of the heezy!
we start with chivalry so we start with the ladies
I once knew a girl yea they called the sister Suzy
she told me her story, and it made a brother worry
she grew without self worth and now she dresses real sleazy
But you know this path will bring her to the wrong mista
The kind that won't treat ya but instead wound rather hit ya
i thought, this is just a mystery of...
Hello my good people!
Be cool and be easy
for this knowledge im bout to drop is of the heezy!
we start with chivalry so we start with the ladies
I once knew a girl yea they called the sister Suzy
she told me her story, and it made a brother worry
she grew without self worth and now she dresses real sleazy
But you know this path will bring her to the wrong mista
The kind that won't treat ya but instead wound rather hit ya
i thought, this is just a mystery of...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2016 7:45pm
22nd Jan 2016 7:45pm
Two Face
I say ONE THING to you, and you said I say another
I spit game to you, and you try to play a brothuh
I would give you the world, and treat you like no other.
But see I watch you watch me, and then pick that other brothuh
yea my heart came crashing down like thunder
but I am a man strong born of wonder
But you two face! like the weather
I spit game to you, and you try to play a brothuh
I would give you the world, and treat you like no other.
But see I watch you watch me, and then pick that other brothuh
yea my heart came crashing down like thunder
but I am a man strong born of wonder
But you two face! like the weather
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2016 5:48pm
10th Jan 2016 5:48pm
Lack Thereof
Does a clean heart have no place in this world?
A world where one must be hard, and cold about business to succeed
A world where human ambition and drive can be manipulated by the invisible hand of greed
That drives us to satisfy a basic human need not allowed for free
The basic need to feed
God we have a problem indeed
Thank you for the rain blessings today and for allowing me to rise yet again
Love and peace is the highest deed. This is my creed.
A world where one must be hard, and cold about business to succeed
A world where human ambition and drive can be manipulated by the invisible hand of greed
That drives us to satisfy a basic human need not allowed for free
The basic need to feed
God we have a problem indeed
Thank you for the rain blessings today and for allowing me to rise yet again
Love and peace is the highest deed. This is my creed.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2015 7:38pm
28th Nov 2015 7:38pm
The Era of Greatness
Im Laid back like a Maybach
Click clack, take Dat
Non violence, weaponize knowledge
That all you're colleges and cottages won't teach you
Tell your own story, don't let anyone other preach you
Teach youth, the exact truth
Stay true to one's roots, learn from our elder's street marching boots
Seldom your own horn toot,
Humble presence is a blessing,
But if complacency is stress free then I guess I'll just stay stressing
I'll keep you guessing, cuz real G's move in silence,
Cuz real G-O-D-S rise above STDs and some USD
Cuz real G-O-D-S...
Click clack, take Dat
Non violence, weaponize knowledge
That all you're colleges and cottages won't teach you
Tell your own story, don't let anyone other preach you
Teach youth, the exact truth
Stay true to one's roots, learn from our elder's street marching boots
Seldom your own horn toot,
Humble presence is a blessing,
But if complacency is stress free then I guess I'll just stay stressing
I'll keep you guessing, cuz real G's move in silence,
Cuz real G-O-D-S rise above STDs and some USD
Cuz real G-O-D-S...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Nov 2015 00:28am
4th Nov 2015 00:28am
The sickness
Im sick
Im Sick
The sickness
I'm sick and tired of these lies, all these cries, all these flies trying to touch blue skies
-Miseducated by miseducated educators
-Teaching diversity but yet they keep us separated
-This aint diversity this is just slavery replicated
-Fuck a democracy your system is straight hypocrisy
-People thinking economically over deadly chemotherapy just another bodily anomaly
-The rent's due soon, I think I have better things to worry about like my social ailments
always watching my back when you pass...
Im Sick
The sickness
I'm sick and tired of these lies, all these cries, all these flies trying to touch blue skies
-Miseducated by miseducated educators
-Teaching diversity but yet they keep us separated
-This aint diversity this is just slavery replicated
-Fuck a democracy your system is straight hypocrisy
-People thinking economically over deadly chemotherapy just another bodily anomaly
-The rent's due soon, I think I have better things to worry about like my social ailments
always watching my back when you pass...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2015 5:30am
28th May 2015 5:30am
Tracks and Maybelline
Alright queen beautiful. inside and out.
Like reversible,
lower the guard a bit like convertible,
can you let me in that top,
down,
inside your mind through rose petals of thoughts and feelings and bliss,
petals for what makes you tick.
Tick,
the time it takes for us to pick daisies while our No's become maybes,
while we intellectually, soulfully make handshakes that make the universe shake.
In my shake,
African chocolate Nigerian style w/a bit of Maybelline sugardine, sweetened to perfection, sewed with tracks of swirling creamer. ...
Like reversible,
lower the guard a bit like convertible,
can you let me in that top,
down,
inside your mind through rose petals of thoughts and feelings and bliss,
petals for what makes you tick.
Tick,
the time it takes for us to pick daisies while our No's become maybes,
while we intellectually, soulfully make handshakes that make the universe shake.
In my shake,
African chocolate Nigerian style w/a bit of Maybelline sugardine, sweetened to perfection, sewed with tracks of swirling creamer. ...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2015 5:29pm
3rd Apr 2015 5:29pm
Meditation Perspective
satisfaction of self.
oneness and wholeness introspectives from the inside,
universal properties which I abide as I take deep breaths to calm my flowing energy tides
as I perform this to the sound of Om. Om.
Om stillness mimics the short garden gnomes perched on privately tended biodomes, home to myriads of life
deadlocked in alternate realty
of the microcosm that is their world and the macrocosm that is ours.
their peace is our dream.
Namaste
oneness and wholeness introspectives from the inside,
universal properties which I abide as I take deep breaths to calm my flowing energy tides
as I perform this to the sound of Om. Om.
Om stillness mimics the short garden gnomes perched on privately tended biodomes, home to myriads of life
deadlocked in alternate realty
of the microcosm that is their world and the macrocosm that is ours.
their peace is our dream.
Namaste
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 00:06am
6th Feb 2014 00:06am
Fear
Sadistic spinning theories and stories filled with uncertainties
you're a disease not venereal,
a psychological vocal biting me like hannibal's mandible in my habitual cranial,
my spiritual realm of consciousness where thoughts collide, n fear resides, making rules which I abide, but my new wave yields stronger tides.
you got me thinking about what-ifs
what if im dancing stiff, if I light that spliff n take hit
climbing through realities of epiphanies that I created you.
blaming my kinetic motion to the notion that this is what you made me do....
you're a disease not venereal,
a psychological vocal biting me like hannibal's mandible in my habitual cranial,
my spiritual realm of consciousness where thoughts collide, n fear resides, making rules which I abide, but my new wave yields stronger tides.
you got me thinking about what-ifs
what if im dancing stiff, if I light that spliff n take hit
climbing through realities of epiphanies that I created you.
blaming my kinetic motion to the notion that this is what you made me do....
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Nov 2013 6:19pm
4th Nov 2013 6:19pm
Cancer
You are the very thing that makes me sick
sick to my stomach
as sick as last night's four locos and vodka on an empty stomach
too sick to even look up at those poor emaciated faces that lay breathless
too sick to even read between the lines of the paragraphs of your lives that so greatly define you
too sick to give a shit about those people, that choose...between life and rent
those people that choose, between hope and debt, joy... and regret
too sick to even realize how fast you multiply within me
...
sick to my stomach
as sick as last night's four locos and vodka on an empty stomach
too sick to even look up at those poor emaciated faces that lay breathless
too sick to even read between the lines of the paragraphs of your lives that so greatly define you
too sick to give a shit about those people, that choose...between life and rent
those people that choose, between hope and debt, joy... and regret
too sick to even realize how fast you multiply within me
...
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