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John, 15 july 2020
Just Be A Friend
Even though you have the potential
to treat her like a queen
you understand that a king
can not run a kingdom without a queen
you are willing to be a servent
you understand that
you have to follow before you can lead
You know that her mind is so meaningful
your willing to travel the open sea
just to see how beautiful her treasured mind can really be
you feel you are destined to be with her
you whole heartdly feel
your the only one with the keen eye
To see inner beauty
cause that's what beauty really is
You feel you can protect her for harm
never think once about ruining her life
for any gems
there is no
Space
in my
Mind
that I waste
Time
trying to think of way to over
Power
her nor manipulate her
Reality
condemn her
Soul
for a infinity stone
just to show her being with me is inevitable
If you read between these lines
All I hear is selfishness
This part is more of an intervention speech
Less of a poetic flow
Even though you can do all these things
you have never asked the one question
that actually really mattered
where does her
independent as a women fit
what can she do for herself
Does she need someone to control her life is it the fact that she talked about her hurt so many times
that you don't feel confident
that she can't make the right decisions
she can rises
To a more positive life
Does she really need
a Knight in shining armor
to protect her from her own decision
even though you say
you wont manipulate her
but in fact that's just another
Way to manipulation
you come to her with all the answers
flex with all your power
you make her feel
that she does not need to lift a finger
you get her use to that
so when she feels like
she needs to do less she says to herself
"my man handles that."
but in fact
now she puts herself in a boxed cage
you made
you wonder why she yells and complains it's because she feels like a caged bird trying to feel free
queen trying to not feel
the only thing she is good for is
to kiss the feet of a power hungry king
She doesn't need a sex partner
a sugar Daddy
all she need is a friend
all she needs is to know there is someone out here willing to listen to her
struggles
relate to the pain
Help her understand
Their is light at the end
You see
She had a light and wanted to share
But the person she chose to share it with
Choose to horde and steal all her gems
Pillaged her mind and body
Left her in darkness
Unwilling to give her a light to see the end
And all she was left with
Is less fun memories
more of misery
abuse
manipulation
No longer seeing the point of having a man
all she needs is a friend
not a boyfriend
not someone to sell her dreams
Or dangle
hopes she feels is to good to even believe
So just be a friend
not a fairy tail
cause her beliefs about man
has to be rebuilt
Cause her mind is set on being alone
cause that's more safer then being abused by a man.
John, 26 june 2019
Me vs Fear
(Fear)
You said you didn't want me in your life
me
fear
Before me
you looked in the mirror
Every day unable to see potential clearly
And then one day out of no where the
Mirror split
fell to the floor
glass everywhere
now you see the 24 different personalities and one beast unwilling to leave
I helped you block out
them and other problems
You was a sad gangsta
you cried emotionless tears
Cause pain was something that you couldn't mentally endure
I gave your life a new purpose
Now you can go around claiming that
Your a way better fixer than the person hire by the number one famous blacklister
So Instead of
standing in front of your own problems
I gave you shoes to run away from them Whoopi Goldberg in Sister Act
I gave you the skillz
To help everybody else with their problems
Hiding from you own
I gave you a career
Plus
Without me
You're like Batman
Without the gear
you can't strike your enemies
without fear
(Me)
See I like how you bring up old wounds
Continually trying to hurt me
Leaving my body motionless
Using me like Pinocchio
And your controlling the strings
Putting me on display for all to see
There's always somebody trying to hurt my Pride
I will not let you scar me
I am not your slave
I will not let you Cinderella me
I am not Genie I will not let you cuff me
Even if You could fly to a star
Find the means to find a solid form of Mercury
I will not let you rock me
I will not let you run around and destroy my dreams
this is not Elm Street
But
You're right fear
I been overwhelmed with internal doubts
I feel i been marching through deep muddy waters
Seaking
feeling like every hour I was about to drown
And it's like you lowered the tide
you know my mind is a minefield
One wrong decision one wrong move
My mind would explode into pieces
You took me away from focusing on me
Fear I understand your reasons
I need you
even though i believe your birth place i from that fallin angel
I want to
use you like spike Lee
And try a different angle
So
today I'm rewriting our contract
You will no longer appear unannounced
I will assess the situation and see if you need to come out
You will no longer stop me from expressing my limits
( Fear): But I bet your not ready for rapid fire judgment
(Me)
Why would I care
you help me judge myself every minute
But you forget
Batman didn't need any Gear
To give scarecrow fear
No more moving around willy-nilly
The anxiety you place upon me
Let's use that heightened senses like
Spider-Man
dodge problems but only if necessary
And if you can't follow these Simple Rules
I'm going to treat you like a job without pay
Because I'm only dealing with you voluntarily
I am the king
and my soul is the ring
i controls all my mental thoughts
and my physical movements
I'm taller than two towers
You
been
whispering in my ear with dark demonic powers
Even though you stay in the same room as my
Crown and my throne
Act up this again
I will throw you down some stairs
ship you on a wooden small boat throw you a paddle and you can go... Row han
John, 11 july 2015
Cuddle Queen
I wish i had a spacial someone to lay with not on no freaky fantasy but a calm cool ecstasy without the sexy you see just want to hold her in my arm just like how the ocean is wrapped around a dolphin in the open sea she wraps one of her arm around me and the other one holds the back of my neck lol even tho I want to hold you I love it when a female can match and as she lays her ear on my chest listening to the smooth tempo of my heartbeat and as it slowly puts you to sleep and as your body's warmth put my eyes to ezz I hope she is dreaming of me cause I am dreaming of you
John, 11 july 2015
Just me
Maybe that’s why turtles come to shore to see me perform I complement my words not my human form It shocks me when females tell me I’m the type of guy their looking for I was raised with independence Chastised through the fire of forgiveness Then baptized by the devil’s fallen minion that rose up and became one of God’s Lethal weapons Now I write, again and again Becoming more intertwined with my rhymes When I write I am a living prodigy only the worthy can sit eye to eye with me I feel more powerful then the Greek gods in thee odyssey The more I write it’s like the pen I use helps me manifest my words theologically As I fill up my space on this page I’m a different man when I write with the pen Like drama is no threat to me We no longer see eye to eye It’s no longer kin to me I can’t speak for everybody but that’s just me
John, 11 july 2015
In my hands
I TOOK OFF MY VEST NOW LOOK AT MY CHEST IF SHE WAS USING REAL BULLETS I WOULD HAVE BEEN PUT TO REST WIT 22 HOLE IN MY CHEST I WANT A OPEN CASKET I WANT YOU TO SEE HOW MANY TIMES SHE DONE BLASTED BUT SHE PUT THE GUN IN MY HAND LIKE IM THE ONE TO BLAME LIKE I SET MY OWN HEART TO REVIVE ALL THIS PAIN BUT SCENE THE GUN IS I MY HAND IM THE ONE TO BLAME.
John, 1 february 2015
One Night Stand
I wish to stand next to you looking down at a lake while the reflection of the stars and the moon shine upon your face..... Standing next to perfection
John, 1 february 2015
Someone
I am like her Jake Ballard to her Olivia Pope
Together we walk in the sun
You wear a white hat and I'll be your white knight
Protect you from every creature that walks in the moonlight
My heart
My love
My soul is bound to you
Even though we have not jump the broom
I am physically and emotionally married to you
If only I had someone to prove this to
John, 1 february 2015
Just A Sweet Dream Fantasy
Wish I had a girl to fall asleep in my arms as we both fall asleep im dreaming of you caressing every inch of your body outlining every crevice and every curve kissing your lips slowly and passionately it feels like around us the world has stopped we are the king and queen of Persia and we hold the sands of time but then I wake up and you're still sleep I did not wake you I kiss you on your forehead look to the sky and give GOD a high 5 for sending me perfection in my life then she smiles in her sleep saying my name with I love you at the end
John, 1 february 2015
Just Some 4 Play Fantasy
The moonlight shines thru the window and the curtains the pattern of the curtains reflect upon your half covered body skin I kiss the shadow of the design on your thigh glide my fingertips slowly down your leg hoping not to wake you but its not enough just the touch isn't enough I want to teaste you like sweet fine wine I want to get love drunk off your bodies essence I want to massage you with my lips no fingertips cause when the rain comes I want teaste every rain drop until you stop
John, 18 september 2012
My Poetry
My poetry has taken me far and be on
when i was a kid
i had nobody to look up to
only but God
and my mom is another person who joined the fight
the fight for my freedom
so i can carry on
carry on the legacy
just like how track runners still carry the paton
see when i was 12
i had no self-esteem
My dad made me feel like i needed him to breath
i needed to attend to everyone of his needs
cleaning and sweeping under his feet
like a slave that had no reason for living
but it took me 4 years to realize that
i must attend to my own needs
so i started to write poetry
i felt like I had found the cure to my heart disease
so as i write my life in a poetic rhyme
spittin out my pain
going down memory lane
but see it wasn't clear like seeing a yellow brick road
this was a road that had so much to indoor
for my soul was permannently scarred for life
but i still push on hard throught life
But now i'm done with my self reflection tantrum
see i'm 18 now with my head raised up high
letting you know how to get around
the troubles that the world brings to you guys
and the lies they try to hide
see i realize that the world doesn't surround
just me
it surrounds everybody
for this world got more hatred then a
double stuffed vegetable pot pie
Like the gang banging in the streets
see you don't have to be a thug
for a bullet to go through your lungs
you don't have to be a thug to
get jumped while doing a grocery run
don't you see
we are the next generation
you know deep down in side
you have the burning sensation
plus the key to create
a well stand up nation
so can't you see
we need to put down the gaks
tell that trigger finger and hate level
to relax
so the government can't hold us back
behind their visible wire wall of law
For we are the next generation
we are like Hiroshima ticking time bombs
waiting to go off
all you need to do is
just set your mind right
get your life straight
because poetry
Thats what i serve on my diner plate
John, 18 september 2012
church poem
I’m a gospel arsonist,
My holy flame burns so bright it shakes the pillars of the unworthy,
Forgotten
For they know that the demon inside of me has been slain
And now God’s lethal weapon is here to change the game,
They thought hip hop rap artists
Can only spit a flow so sick to make them filthy rich,
Well I’m hip hop’s nemesis flow so delicious it’s like skittles
You just got to get a taste of it,
For God is my addiction,
I drunk from the venomous pits but now i ask for re-newness,
See I rhymed with repentance,
But now I’m saved
Now my evil thought are relinquished,
My body is slowly but surely replenishing my good intentions,
For poetry is my obsession
And the gifts it brings has doubled my blessings,
For Mr. Fantastic’s kind hearted soul has been resurrected,
I’ll be proud to give the devil a verbal thrashing
Give him a coma like concussion,
I was raised by the devil but now I’m Gods lethal weapon,
The devil gave me grief but God swashed that beef
Gave me a taste of victory for you see,
I was once a CSI cold case
My identity was almost erased until
God reopened my case
Gave me a new kind of faith that no one can take away
Plus gave me a new face helped me fight my case,
I’m a free man again
The load I was carrying has been lifted
The pain I held was also lifted
And if more comes
I will continue demolishing its existence
The skills I lost God has resurrected its presence
I have regained my freedom of speech, spirit if Langston Hughes
The power of understanding my surrounding like the great Maya Angelou
“And Still I Rise”,
I have the voice of a great leader commanding its troops
I also carry the name of one of the greatest men that ever lived
He paved the way for the one we call Jesus today,
His name was John the Baptist,
And with all that said I stand here now I give you my testament,
I will stand and fight back the demons of hell
Until God calls my name in the book of life
And tells me
My good and faithful servant you are welcome in my house
Peace is still.
John, 26 june 2012
Mr. Fantastic
They call me Mr. Fantastic for my words are ever lasting.
They can wrap around your mind
Make you thing and make you realize that my words are
Permanent
Man, the only thing that I wish wasnt permanent is
The chock hold on todays youth
Like government
For one day their going to give me the boot
Give me a gun
And a
Army suit and think Im ready to go shoot
Send me to Irans soil to get more oil
Man, I wish I had the real powers of Mr. Fantastic
For I would stretch forth my hand
Save every last innocent life in Iran
But my words and my hand can only stretch so far
(**Hush little baby dont you cry, cuz Mr. Fantastic is now joining this fight**)
Not just to upgrade my appearance
But to upgrade peoples feelings about the war
For are soldiers are not the only ones who have to fight to stay alive
For the innocent
Baby, the daddy, the mama, plus the gramas got to fight to survive
But their cries are like plastic to you guys
You cant see them so you just dont wont to hear them
Or
You can see them but you just dont want to hear them
But the people who hear and see and also listen to me
I thank thee
Now I get on one knee praying that god will hear my..NO
Not my cry but
Their cry, their need, their plead
Please put peace in Iran
Because
They need to put the hate to sleep.
John, 26 june 2012
Mama
My mama breaths through me
like the taste of ever-lasting sweet nectar from out of a tree
our minds are one
she is my matrix
for my body cannot live without her mind
the touch of her carefully god made hands
touch my skin I fear no man
for I will fight 100 man
to keep the bound of this son and mother and also close friend
John, 26 june 2012
let me love you
Baby let me love you until the sun comes up
baby let me love you
until the world stops going round and round
I’ll love you so good
you’ll never think a grown ass man can love you like I do
because I will
rip you
dip you
make a Sunday up out of you
and please believe
I’ll lick all of my desert up off you
I can make you feel like a queen in bed
but wait until I show how I can make you feel like
“dam this kids a grown ass man.”
He’s tall and sexy
shit makes your mama wishes she wasn’t 60
God gave me a powerful gift
because now I can learn from my mistakes
Up grade my knowledge on
how women thinks
but the way you got me looking at u
all my love is only going to be given to
YOU BOO
John, 26 june 2012
Its not over
No more Crying
No more Fighting
No more Criticizing
Because I'm gonna change
I was a young boy that no one cared for I cried almost every day
I prayed that god would take me away from this dangerous place
A place that you are not granted to see the next day
I fight each and every day to keep my name alive
So many people try to end my life but mostly by word
So now I speak to the sky because god is the only one that
Knows why I cry
Why I fight
Why I get criticized about my life
But god changed me
He made me see and realize I will become someone one great
Someone who can help this unstable place
For instance you have black people not realizing they have joined the kkk
Killing off your own people
That's why our world rank is getting lower ever day
An another thing why did we even let bush run for president
he can't even speak perfect English
Lucky he has his people write this speeches
The only thing bush can do is write new slogans
To put more people in Iran
Hes a scam artist
But I say today its not over until it is over
Until they put my body six feet under
And on my tombstone says, 'John was a true soldier'
Its not over until the entire hurricane Katrina victims are fully help
Its a shame how they fixed the rich half of the land
And left the poor half with out giving them a hand
It not over until it is over
Not until I feel comfortable
That the next generation has changed
The definition of what some of us think about the flag that
Represents our nation
Red for the under cover cold-hearted murderers
Blue for the feeling of ashamed
Because we didn't pick the right person to speak for us
White for empty minded soul the ones who think they have nothing good to look for
But I say this right now
This very day
its not over until it is over
Until my heart stops beating not until my pen stops bleeding
It not over until your hearts stops beating its over not until your pen stops bleeding
For poetry is my last stand
until God says its over
I Will fight until the last man
Until Every country pulls together and calls it even
until we abolish the hatred and the thought of demolishing our fellow men and women
it not over until the world creaks open its shell and shows are true selfs
Beautiful
John, 26 june 2012
Had a fight with god
I was heated that day
There was so much anger and pain builded up in side me
Then god appeared in my mind
With a fiery voice I said
Why
Why did you let that 4-year-old girl die?
Ran up on him and hit him in the eye
But a tear fell out of my eye
And gods face didn’t even break
And I use 90 of my strength
God said because she took her own life
She thought no one cared
What she went through in life
God bitch slapped me in the eye
That’s for letting your friend commit reap
Now my face began to turn purple
And I felt like the people that were already struggling when bush
Got put into the white house
Mad then a motherfucka
Then I reacted and hit him in the chest
That’s for not helping my friend out of that thousand-dollar debt
God blocked it and started to hit me with lefts and rights
Because he’s the one who wanted to sell weed to my young people and that
Stuff killed a 12-year-old dream
He was hitting me
I was doing some Ail rope adop shit
But god was throwing those George Foreman power hits
Almost hit me in the throat
So I had to do what I had to do
Hit god in the family jewels
God push me back lift up his rob
He had a protection cup
Protecting his stuff
I got so heated I ran up and started to hit him with hay makers
In his face with a 100 of my body weight
But my face began to break I stopped and said
God why ant you showing any pain I hit you with everything
He pulled out a mirror and said idiot cant you see
You’re a reflection of me
Latest comments:
1 may 2024
violetta
Tak;)
1 may 2024
kb
złotej*
1 may 2024
kontoler żłotej poświaty
1 may 2024
samo życie, każdy swoje brudy ma, lepsze czy
1 may 2024
romantyczny to romantyczny, prawdziwy taki
1 may 2024
ten ketchup to fakt, trzeba przypilnować przy
1 may 2024
interesujący przekaz, jak dla mnie o własnej
1 may 2024
jakby trzy style w jednej substancji :)
1 may 2024
ucieczka z przewidzianym powrotem to też stabilizacja...
29 april 2024
Nie jest niczym podyktowany:)
29 april 2024
sam53
nic nowego, wszystko mam pod kontrolą... tak
29 april 2024
a jak wygląda nieromantyczny pocałunek...?
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