Category: Uncategorized

Genre: Love

Extrodinaire you take extra love and care, your pretty white teeth makes my heart complete. When we come together, your rough & tough like leather…..Rat da tat tat, is the sound of your gun, but you still know how to have fun.

All that bravery, courageous & strong….. is it an act, because I’m just stating the facts . Your childhood dreams of living in Kendall Green. You were always around the red, yellow & brown..not to mention the black.

Not even thinking of going back. You saw her face & you wanted to taste. “Oh how sweet it is strawberries, peaches, plums & cranberries that runs. Got you tantalized, with your face between her thighs…

When she kiss your soft lips & you feel on her round pumpkin hips..
The battle call resonates in your soul, because this soldier just struck gold….

You don’t know where this…

Genre: Rhyme, Relationship, Society

Motionless as I arise
Controlled and yet carried away
Lukewarm I’m caught up in the fray
Which language shall I speak today?

I’m not quite sure what meets the eye
Kindly be my alibi
And dwell on love
Or things that I despise?

Shallow Truths or Swells of Lies?
We’ll plunge out as the waves arrive
We’ll breathe in deep and close our eyes
As waters spiral to the skies.

Does anything I say make sense?
Is logic lost in language dense?
I watch my thoughts and say
That they aren’t me.

And to myself the thoughts reply;
A mirrored house of lies.
Loud voices pose as me
In deep disguise.

And all the while the vortex spins
And all the while the tides pull out
Conducive waters fill my mouth
A bolt strikes down the waterspout.

Motionless and unaffected
On new shores and disinfected
Dive…

Genre: Death, Rhyme, Relationship

 Oh sweet death, I’ve waited so long, my constant
companion, it never felt wrong.
You never have left me, been by my side.
I’ve looked for you always, not wanting to hide.

Your peace settles round me, life’s problems recede.
The darkness an ending, no fear not a need.
I await nothing further; all problems are gone.
A great spirit flows over, I’m enveloped in song.

I feel the brightness; it warms my skin.
My ancestors await me, all knowing I’ve been.
Their shouts are joyous, so fresh without sin.
The happiness surrounds me; I’ve forgot where I’d been.

Their love does fulfill me, Lord Jesus smiles down.
Heaven awaits me, it’s eternity no bound.

Dwain F. Hill
copyright 11/24/2014

 

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Genre: Life, Society

 
A child in me doesn’t want to grow up.
A mother in me doesn’t want to let go.
A girl in me wants to break free, and a woman in me knows what it takes to be!

I am an ocean without a shore, yet I find myself a coastline.
I bind myself and keep churning, I sometimes withdraw but I keep returning.

I crave to be a free fall from the mountains or river at least that flows.
I am certainly not what you can see, I am the one who knows!
Yet, here I am under a flightless wing waiting to feel the wind.
I am wrapped in wool and kept like a jewel, but I know what I’d rather be!

Rahi 2016
 

 

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Genre: Love, Romance, Relationship

I shed tears of pain as l walk by thy side

As thoughts of our past love sears through my heart

I reach out with sincere words entwined with hope

But thou disdainfully look away from me

Have I wronged thee so distant I cannot reach

Why hatred such for l thou hath on me

Kind hearted to all who seek me l beg you… I beseech…

But thou cast me aside with silence, no honour, heart, or soul…

Set yourself free the wind whispers time and time again

Thus far, I cannot, for my soul is chained to thee whom I wed, until death us do part

I shall but forever shower thee with love of the deepest despair…

Until thou heart heal and forgiveth me…

 

 

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Genre: Rhyme, Life

Last thing I remember,
Violent movement,
Forceful pause,
Inferno!

Two colors shining bright.
Red, blue, red, blue…..
Loud sounds
And slowly, I drift.

I wake up with head ache
Tubes in every hole possible.
Painful tears begin to roll.
Memory sea begin to flow.

The year
When our women fought
Equality they wanted
Freedom they chanted,

Their motif was drawn.
Their goals became reality.
Women must work!
Women shall vote!

The head ache is back.
My memories start to fade.
I hear men in white coat call it a name,
Amnesia or so.

My memories now running away.
Please, give reasons why I am alive?
What’s the whole reason for my existence?
I am becoming history.

My eyes shot open
The light becomes painful.
I slowly sighted a lady,
Her nudity very unpleasant.

The world am in.
Women call rags fashion
Their nipples are in tears.
The…

Genres: Breakup, Denial, Friendship, Hurt, Love, One-sided, Painful, Relationships, Sad, Unrequited, Used

Your mouth leaves bruises and it makes me forget.
Forget you’re anything but mine and
tonight is all we have
and you’re lying.
Lying to yourself and a girl who is powerless to unlove you
because somehow it doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t matter when you’re holding me
that you’ll leave soon after.
Because it’s so easy to ignore the future
when you’re on top of me
trailing kisses down a familiar path
and when your lips burn bright
so I don’t think about the aftermath.
It doesn’t matter,
because we’re so good you make me forget
and you count on that.
So why agonize when you’re here
that soon you’ll be there
but there has to be something more that keeps you coming back
and you’ll always make sure I forget that.

 

 

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 Genre: Rhyme, Relationship

“I’ll never cover the beauty of the written word by being cosmetic,
Only to reveal the inner beauty from within the word by being poetic.” -S.Rohn

~Every Moment~

Sometimes we set ourselves back,
Everything we once had, disappeared as we shifted off track,
Everyday we struggle to find our way back.
The pain is buried so deep,
That a smile on our face is hard to keep,
Yet another battle on our own we have to defeat.
Why is the glory of the finish line so hard to reach?
When we find that our mistakes often repeat,
A lesson for our children should not be hard to teach,
Spots and area’s of our life and past are faded like bleach.
How do we keep coming back when we fall so hard?
The important moments in our life we often discard.
We worry so much what other people…

Genre: Shitty love story, sugar breasts, erotic, obsession wit Danish assholes, dark love letter

 

6:20 pm. Arrival in Viborg, Denmark. He offers to carry my backpack and kicks up a piece of shiny quartz from the gravel. Lots of those around here, he says indifferently. He doesn’t notice me slipping the quartz into my pocket, the closest we’ll ever get to exchanging jewellery.

4:01 pm. I lie under the comforter, fall asleep while he is watching Brideshead Revisited and calling out the lines. I wake up as he pulls me out of my comforter cave. He sniffs my shoulder. No kissing. His face twists with seriousness, purgatory. He doesn’t take his glasses off when he goes to sleep. He turns me around, and back, can’t make up his mind, looks into my eyes by mistake. I face his wrath, obediently turn away, push back. The light from the laptop screen…

 Genre: Love, Rhyme, Relationship

 My love, you swear on me
Please return me,
The love and care of your enticing eyes
Please return me my lost galas to precise

My mind can never forget that blissful moment
When your youth glimpsed my love,
And there were emotions and grace all around
I gifted all those emotions to your voice
Please return me back those songs and emotions
Please return me my lost celebrations

I still remember that moment of my life
I got drunk through your serving eyes
And felt goose sperms through every pore of my body ,
When my hands touched your tender and soft skin
Please return me back that protent grace
Please return me my lost space

I have seen your glimpse once
My heart desires to see you again
And love you in the full moon night ,
By considering your shadow as white lotus…