Lil Wayne Feat Eminem, and Poetry.Jones [ Drop The World ]

[Lil Wayne]

I got ice in my veins
blood in my eye
hate in my heart
love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain
days of the same
you keep the sunshine
save me the rain
I search but never find
hurt but never cry
i work and forever try
but im cursed so never mine
and its worse but better times
seems further and beyond
the top gets higher the more that I climb
the spot gets smaller and I get bigger
tryna get me where I fit in
no room for a n*gga but soon for a n*gga it be on mutherf**ker cause
all this bullsh-t have made me strong, mutherf-cker

[Chorus]
So I pick the world up and im a drop it on your f*ckin head
yeah, bitch ima pick the World up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin head
yeah, and I can die no rebirth now mutherf**ker
hop up in my spaceship and leave earth motherf**ker
I’m gone, mutherf*cker, I’m gone

[Eminem]

it hurts but never show
its pain youll never know
if only you can see just how lonely and how cold
and frostbit i’ve become
my back’s against the wall
when push come to shove
i just stand up and scream f*ck em all
man it feels like these walls are closing in, this roof is caving in,
oop its time to raise it then
your days are numbered like pages in my book of rhymes got em cookem boy
this crooked mind of mine got em all shook and scared to look in my eyes,
I stole that f*ckin clock, i took the time and i came up from behind
and pretty much snuck up and butt f-cked this game up
better be careful when you bring my name up f*ck this fame
that aint what i came to claim, but the game aint gonna be the same
on the day that i leave it
I swear one way or another i’ma make these f-ckin haters believe it,
I swear to God wont spear the rod, i’m a man of my word
so your f*ckin heads better nod
im gonna f*ck around in this bitch and roast everybody
sleep on me that pillow is where your head will lie, permanently bi*ch it’s beddy-bye,
this world is my easter egg, yeah, prepare to die’
my head is swoll
my confidence is up
this stage is my pedastal
im unstoppable the incredible hulk
your trapped in my medicine ball
I can run circles around you so fast your f*ckin head will spin dog,
I’ll split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I’ll f-ckin



Aye Em, Don't hurt em like that .. Let me [Poetry.Jones ]
get some of that....

[ Poetry. Jones ]

I got GOALS in my eyes,
LOVE in my heart,
LYRICS of Poetry in my mind...
Yeah it's hurts when My mind holds
lyrics in for so long, It's explodes and
comes out in such a blurry form.. But
when written it's comes out in such
a very beautiful art..

But,

I am the distinguish scholar of Poetry,
leaving me the 11th existing man-u-scripts.
My mind is equipped with distinguish
harmony that's powered from the soul..
Every stanza written has been affiliated with
the principle of life, the feelings, thoughts, and actions of humans nature.
I'm inspired by my exhilarating fixation of my
expressive language, language I speak fluently through the
power of knowledge && to gain knowledge I had to have history,
and to have History I had to have significant
happening that happen in the past.. Many manuscripts have
spoken before me, but only 4,000 Greeks are recognized;
but just called me Poetry.Jones because I'm the New Testament
because I will unreleased the veils of Illusions... I will express the skepticism behind every black text written between the blue & red margins, && you don't have to google back 350 A.D. for the best complete document..

You can stay within the 21 Century &&
look up I am Poetry Jones && by pass John Warwick Montgomery..
For those who Second guess can asked that question.. [
Who Is Poetry.Jones ] I am the Poetic God, I'm a Great Moral
teacher, and I will not accept the claim of being God,
but is a Son of God; but tend to have the
arrogance of my written literature.. But honestly I could
of said I was the Poetic Zeus, but then everyone would
question my arrogance Because who in the Hell is Zeus?
But instead I'm going to continued to write with similarity
of perfect created beautiful sunsets and
continued eliminating of human suffering, because in the
book of Poetic Testaments everyone will received their Poetic FEMA..

A.Keys Feat Poetry Jones [ Try sleeping with a Broken Heart]

A.KEYS

Even if you were a million miles away
I could still feel you in my bed
Near me, touch me, feel me
And even at the bottom of the sea
I could still hear inside my head
Tellin' me, touch me, feel me




P.Jones.

Distance, time, & space.. you cry, i cry... you wanting me, and bet to believe I'm wanting you too! You plus me, my lips, your face ,my touch,and your place...we kiss, I taste... mmm! meaning one love but it involved 2 hearts with 8 letters involved but it mean one phase " I Love You", maybe that term is too deep for you to understand.. but boo I'm not playing because I'm obligated to do what a man can..



A.KEYS

And all the time you were tellin' me lies


P. Jones
The Bible will transform our lives and turn us from our sins. if we will read it and abide by the truth of God. know it in your head that love is invented with GOD

A.KEYS.

So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times we had tonight
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you


P.Jones.

, I could sit here and recite every word out the
dictionary.. But it still wouldn't add up to the actions I show toward you. Baby I'm more active than I ever have been with any women.. The word I speak are only expression from the heart.. If I didn't mean love than I fall short of being a man.. I'm encrypted to love one women and one women only.. My heart has chosen you! It doesn't matter how many lines you read in between just know that I'm on active duty with you and you forever. stop with all the sad faces, believe in Heart & God.. Your pass is only mistakes made to help you run into the future of forevermore and happiness.. I am Poetry. Jones and I approved this message!!!!

A.KEYS

Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?
Well, you could try sleeping in my bed


P.Jones

In that case try sleeping in my bed..
to know the pain that I brought you.
To know the tears I brought you..
Answer this, try sleeping in my bed
because It wasn't just yours broken..

As a man I was suppose to bring you
Happiness, instead I brought pain..
I was suppose to have did all I could
to keep your heart alive in Happiness
and yet I fail terribly, but let me gather
a few more key points from the Bible
of Love, and I swear I will be back strong as ever.

Sade Feat Poetry.Jones [ Soldier of love ]

[Sade]

I've lost the use of my heart
But I'm still alive
Still looking for the life
The endless pool on the other side
It's a wild wild west
I'm doing my best
I'm at the borderline of my faith,
I'm at the hinterland of my devotion
In the frontline of this battle of mine
But I'm still alive.



I'm greeting you tenderly with eloquence's, embracing your every move with
pleasure. Ma.am I'm devoted, better yet I'm blessed to have such a heartfelt
women.Passionately, i share with you the emotions amongst love. With intentions
of forever... forever plus patience with patience equaling the virtue . Fighting
temptation but my love is so captivating, my art of love making is intoxicating.
P.Jones


[Sade ]

I'm a soldier of love.
Every day and night
I'm soldier of love
All the days of my life
I've been torn up inside (oh!)
I've been left behind (oh!)
So I ride
I have the will to survive
In the wild wild west,
Trying my hardest
Doing my best
To stay alive.


[ P.Jones ]

" Your Love Is Queen", queen i rejoiced in the matrimony of forevermore.
knowing that i would drown in your sorrows.. loving your every motion,
your every commotion..love is stronger than your pride.. Your My Jesus
& I'm your angel; forever I would remain in your shadows.. your love
queen would have me dying on the cross for your sins; as your king
I remain your protector until the story end. i Worship You!



[ Sade ]

I am love's soldier!
I wait for the sound
(oooh oohhh)
I know that love will come (that love will come)
Turn it all around
I'm a soldier of love (soldier of love)
Every day and night

[ P.Jones ]

Lately, i have gotten out of flow of things
forgetting the importance. Your my inspiration,
your my great admiration, you are a asset to my success..
You are my strength to life.
I apologize.

Volume I [ Getting to know]

To know someone you may have to do a little critiquing, to learn you may
have to do a little studying. Every answer isn't in the back of
the book only the odds. How could you truly know something
without asking any questions or being around that person.. How
could you L o v e without knowing what they are worth, and How
much they are worth? Are we inspired by the way they are, or are
we turned off by the way they act? Attitudes are sometimes a very
big turn off in some people lives, but some people think attitudes are
" So sexy", but the arrogance, always got to know something personality
is a tab bit to much. Although I love a woman that have confidence in her
self; I still say I would give up on a woman that have that arrogance type of
immature influenced; meaning everyone shes step in front of is beneath her.. Oh no! That is a Hell No! Maybe that's why I hate Beyonce so much, because she have that attitude of a woman that act if her shit don't stank or if she doesn't have morning breathe. I love a woman that have a sense of style, i mean a woman that just have that walk naturally, and really don't
have to put on a front because she knows every man is looking, and every
woman in that room envy her. I'm talking about the sophisicated women
that knows how to walk in her heels.. Pardon me as I have that vision.

Imaging, A woman with her double breasted peacoat with her black buttons[ RED] .. Matching Purse, Red stilettos, and some black jeans. Mmmm
and her Perfume scent. Omfg!

Women that leave something to a men imagination is so sexy to me, don't tell me what you got. Let me find out that the approachiate time. Yes, that is so sexy to me but let me get to know you.. You may not have to tell me
anything because I can kind of sense or see what type of woman you are.
I just need conversation right now, basically of you being yourself.. We can
even go to your favorite mall, and I will go shoe shopping with you &&
help you pick out your favorite style to fit your physique it really doesn't
matter as long as I can observe you, as long as I can studied you.. No college Tutition.. Just me because @ the end of the day all I am is me.

Volume II [ Love ]

Love is perfectly strange, meeting a perfectly stranger. Getting to know
there worth.. Understanding there personality; getting familiar with
their heart & soul. Is she or he sweet? Can you imagine being in L o v e with he or she for the rest of your life? Is he or she worth bringing around your family && friends?

No look's describe beautiful as well as your interior design.
Interior design is: Your mind, Your personality, Your goals.
Basically testing your knowledge, do you want to live your
dream or are you just talking a big dream.. Anything is possible
with Hard Work, and Patience.

Love is : Compromising, It's beautiful. Love is not just that four letter
word that's written on paper or the four letter word you just pronounce.. Usually it's easier said than done. Love is the common knowledge of
pairing TWO PEOPLE together in Matrimony of God. Love, or Luv
no matter how it's written It's the meaning of actions that stands behind
it.. It's tons of people that's not serious about being in love or love period.
A lot of people can't see themselves tied down to just one person; so yet they
ventured off running, running games, and playing with whole heartedly people.

Some examples on why love is used so freely.

" I'm in love with you"! Why? Because what they really want to say is I want to sleep with you.

" I'm in love with you", Why? Because they want something from you

"I'm in love with you", Why? Because they can't accept being all alone.

Love is not self center nor self written, but although you have to L O V E yourself before you can L O V E another. In this new era L o v e is not the passionate feel it once was.. L o v e is just another word said just so they can get out of T R O U B L E easily.

Do I truly know love meaning? Sure, Why wouldn't I know love true meaning? L o v e is a relationship with God, L o v e is devotion,
l o v e is influenced, love is respect, love is in parenting, l o v e is
understanding, L o v e is patience, and L o v e is Love. Love has never
changed it's true meaning; Although people tries to change the meaning
because L o v e don't disrespect, L o v e don't cheat, L o v e don't abuse,
L o v e don't lie, L o v e is not the amount of money, L o v e is not hard, L o v e don't steal, L o v e don't break and L o v e don't get out of love.. L o v e is just plain old L o v e.

Love is a Mature state of mind; no need to follow through if you constantly
have the state of lust on your mind. That's immaturity and ignorance for
someone to even compare the two..

In caption: Goddess ,Queen, Ebony Eye's, && Princess. When or whenever I approach againg; I'm not going to approach you with my eyes glued to your ass or any other form of your body.. A great form of a man always approach with eye contact. I'm going to greet you with eloquence
and sense of respect for your body && purity... So It's not going to be
" Aye, Girl come here; let me talk to you for a minute baby" Grabbing
my nut sack.. That's not swag, that's ignorance.

p.s: I don't approach so it want be anytime soon that i would walk up
to a woman and try to say anything because I'm scared of rejection..

The Pen [ Only Way of a Poet ]

Woke up in the shadows of these words i wade to deep. I write in
Translations of Metaphors, and Similes..
Giving Birth
to Subjects && predicates
identifying my nouns
and verbs.
With pen
I let my pen leave
shades of darken hues
in between margins
of discreet silence..

[Explode]

Watch as I let loose my
scholarlly mind &
release therapy
amongst this resource
we call " Paper", recycling
my advertisement of thoughts..
The Pen is a tool that help me
release stress, it help unparalleled my devotion.

The pen help me intertwined with the colors, thoughts,
and feelings.. Absorbing harmonies, and Creativity
flowing..
Like a rapper without a Acoustic noise.
My Poetic Swag is Flowing, My brain is
overFLOWing with artistic brain waves,
riding the slopes of a roller coaster wave...
[Unbalanced], but just like most Poets
The frustrations that daunt our existence can permeate
and intrude the mind like [Tumors.]

Just like most Poets " The Pen" help The underlying noise
we face each day of
our existence.
Just like any Poet my brain
can be over-utilized to its capacity,
No perfect ending.. But I want stop
until "Perfection" is my Story told ending..
[No periods.]

The shit I say with the pen, can be spoken in word..
but It still wouldn't make any difference
because then it would have to be
shown with a Exclamation Mark! [ Action ]

But you know how most Poets WRITE, but I'm not most
Poets I TYPE.. RIGHT, [ arrogance] But like most Poets
we hit that yearning state, and a manifestation of achievement
and we Bite, I mean we fight for our constellation of passionate
for what we STAND for.

I N V E N T E D. S E X [ T h e D r e a m ]

I have " Anticipated", making love to you for so long.. wondering " Does she know" that her more detailed images stays in the back of my mind. Dreams of " Scratching Me Up".. Dreams of her mmmmoaning as I go deeper & deeper. [ Whispering ] " You Belong to me" giving you that "Kinda Loving" that you can only dream of... I have you thinking that P O E T R Y " Invented Sex" Tremaine Taylor Who? No are you " Ready" for the passionately sex that my mind has to offer? Can I give yhu that " 12 play" Kelz talking about? && leave you voicing your opinion in sweet " Falsetto" like a D R E A M... I love it when you get " On Top" & ride this like a " Pony".. Because I like to hear the sound of your walls soak like the forecast is scatter showers... Let me take my penetration to the next level && spread your roses just far enough so I can insert my tongue in there to give it a twirl call it " Famous" because my tongue picks up all the juices from our first encounter, but my only concern is I just don't want this to be a "infidelity" I don't care about you bragging to your friends about all the Freaky shit that I have did but just don't leave me @ the end telling my boy's "She Ain’t My Gurl", because if I'm making love to you this good I don't planned having another girl; better yet I planned on " successfully" claiming you as my princess.... But " It Would Be" just my luck to wake up on "Yo Side Of The Bed" && see that your gone....


Damn some times I do not want to wake up

Reference of Sexes

AWoman

A delicate flower created from
the dewdrops of
the heavens.

The counterpart of a
Man..

The complement of A man
left atrium..

Creators of Birth,
Creators of Dreams
no dreams are
permitted without
[You] "The women".

Women are beautiful, Women
are power, Women are
supportive, Women are sensitive,
Women are cuddly, Women are
hearts [ Love ].. && Women
are the Two X's to the
Chromosomes.


Interlude..

AMan

The rock of strength, the tower
of support, and the king of
homes.

The Sermon of The Mount, The risk taker,
He is the righteousness of a woman,
The gentleness of a woman,
the kindness of a woman,
The father to a son, The spiritual to
his daughter,
and The Jesus of his family.

Break Down... [ feedback]

"understands and lives according to the basic purposes for which he was created: to worship, honor, and serve God." Romans 12:1-2

"doesn’t pride himself on being knowledgeable in the sinful ways of the world".1 John 2:15-16, James 4:4, Philippians 4:8

AMan, treats sister, and mother the
way he would treat his
prospective wife.

is the mature emotions, and expression
of his family.

value, and except his role financially.

Thought of a Man [ Excerpt ]

I'm the understanding of a woman soul, I'm the delicate rag that wash away all of her wettest tears.. I'm the ears that listen when no others are around.. I'm the sensitive attention that she needs... && I'm the little things that counts. I'm a man that support his woman throughout. I determined a good woman isn't necessarily good looking. a good woman loves God first and loves other people as an extension of that. a good woman is not afraid to make sacrifices for committed relationship.. But A good man tell his woman his true feelings, a good man know his woman throughout it all.. That's the whole key in getting to know somebody so you can get that true identity of each other soul.

The Word: P O E T R Y

What have you got, a propositions [prop-uh-zish-uhn] ?

You know...

Hypothesis [hahy-poth-uh-sis] ,of the mind.

You know...

Strategy [strat-i-jee] of Analogies [ uh-nal-uh-jee].

You know...

The words that's over flowed from your
mind, which is accelerated by thoughts
that is barely ripe?

Whew... The metaphors that I write.

You know the Essence that's written
from one mind, The protocol [proh-tuh-kawl], The prototype [pro-to-type]
and The system [sis-tuhm ] behind every diagram.

Words of science, the way the brain
is strained to at least have
a stanza to preach..

I preach self.esteem.
I preach truth..
I preach explanations behind
every plan, every notation, && every
creation..

Words that's spacial in between
margins, A art or act that's expressed
conciseness and clarity.

Words that's articulate through hands,
but originated from mind, but usually
when scripted it's comes out as
a intense enigma.

But most importantly Poetry[ poh-i-tree ] is a noun that's
distinguished in so many languages, but function off
the scheme of a verb [ vurb, ].

A thought process, and selected words
from the character of your intellects.

Respect

Men have no respect for women. But that would be followed up with questioning; Why should they? With them saying women need to have more respect for themselves. Women need to seek more self-respect, and change this culture of being more than just a sex object.Our generation seem like it made a mockery of our decency && it has utterly unhinged the eloquence of what it once was before.Beauty is how you feel inside and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical. A man should honor you mentally,physically, and socially. Although I do have pictures, but what does a image do? It's my mind that make me the person that i am......

A Good Woman is...

is saying a good woman isn't necessarily good looking. a good woman loves God first and loves other people as an extension of that. a good woman is not afraid to make sacrifices for committed relationship.. everyday I read a status speaking on L...ove.. Love is pledging to your self and each other to strengthen the feelings of love and to actively maintain the relationship.

A man with concern

for those that don't know... I'm the understanding of a woman soul, I'm the delicate rag that wash away all of her wettest tears.. I'm the ears that listen when no others are around.. I'm the sensitive attention that she needs... && I'm the little things that counts. I'm a man that support his woman throughout.

"A lot of women are just Grade A fantasies , but Beauty is a radiance that originates from within and comes from inner security and strong character of one Woman.. Why should i have various of dreams fucking other women; when I can take my imagination else where making love to that one woman". I am Poetry.Jones

[tran-sen-duhnt] TRANSCENDENT..

I'm Caution to the wind ...but perfect through provoking ink!
With more detailed I unlocked the languages
with metaphors.
A Language which is spoken fluently amongst
English native.
Not much help with today's math or the real world. I'm here to indulge you with the obvious metaphors about life. by learning depth, and sacrifices; Poetically I stand here a lone with such a intelligent Di-a gram.
With many faces of poets
but just a different melody; an a different
brain storm.
Poetry, is more than just another language
spoken. It's define our existences &&
our science of the mind.
I'm sure every lyricist or poet can
agree with me on this; It's like
when you get a rush " You Just blank",
&& then retaliate
with likes of electric moment of
clarity.
spitting with force of imaginative
creativity, spitting with emotions
of fierce desires.. [Eyes closed],
painting that picture.. Oh so vividly
to sense thou' art is so true; Using every
abstract color to at least make everything
Transcendent..

[ Eyes Opened]
Surpassing my Intellectual dreams
just because all I want to do
is write until my mind
is Superior, Until My Mind
is crucified, Until My Mind
is remember amongst the
many faces that did it before
me.

[ Losing breath] losing ink, running out of oxygen
of my mind. [gasping for air.. ] whispering: I'm
going to do this until it's the death me, because
I love what I do.

Moscato & Strawberries [Romance]: The Story III

Previously, Love was revealed; && much more
was said..

He say,

Queen with the civilization, sensitivity and well mannered form. I look at you as The Queen.. Look to you as my leader.. An I'm your follower, but I'm only following you to Protect you as a noble..

I learned how to protect from my up-bringing Mother's;
raised from the Bible && carried
by the Grace of God.

For I was told that you protect a
woman from the untruth, protect
her purity, protect her from
any insecurities , or vulnerability,
protect her emotionally.

Queen
I will be your guidance of
success, I'm telling you are a
be loving woman, &&
most of all you are
God's workmanship.

Never would you have to attend
a seminar or conferences
to learn that you are
beautiful; you will only
be guided with thee utmost
respect.

Queen, you don't have to
be one of the one's
to become what men
treat you like.

With tears in his eyes, && down
on one knee...

" No man will ever reject your passivity, no man will ever victimized
you again, No man will ever leave you unprotected again".


As she place one hand upon his lips, && say
King, God didn't make a mistake when he
brought us two together. I truly believe that;
you are a resemblance of a man that's
straight from " The Songs of Solomon"..
The way your greeted Oh so tenderly.

A lot of men are so immature to the fact, that
women want to be protecting
in common arms, && a lot of women
does not accept this challenge; because
they have been falling for manipulative way's
for so long; that they have made a history
of not being accepted as Women... But more
of sex slaves..

King, that I will do to you, that no others
had did.
I will love you physically, love you emotionally,
&& most of all Love you spiritually
for my heart has opened peacefully
in a form that I feel safely in your colored secured
home.. Our home I love every inch of
your mind && I will preserve
every right to our engagement
of love.

Note: Red & White box symbolize something; It mean's free of all Lies
&& that love will forever be truth to the matter of
all success to this story, & that we will look unto
him for help if we need assistant; no others can bring up
down because we are the gift that was sent from God.

"No need for Christmas Gift's because my gift has finally
been answered." she said
With a wink!

Moscato & Strawberries [Romance]: Story Part II

Previously, on the last segment we learned that love has a
common entry.. Now it will continued.......

For so long he has yearned for this moment;
for this moment of touching && caressing
her body.. For so long, I have woke up
in cold sweats.

He address her with love, He gave her direct
eye contact without word.

His love unto her was unselfishly; the way he greeted
her was uncommon by any man in her past.

" Whenever you fall I will be there to catch your fall"
is what he said.

Ma'am, I'm as delicate as the softest tissue; no money
could take my mind off leaving you
in the same format as before..

That's why I went out my way to paint
our room [ Red] because red symbolize Love to
me
Red symbolize Unity; If you bleed.. I bleed
if you cry.. My heart cries.

We our one.

As a man, I'm willing to love
your every contour,
every sketch of your
broken heart.

I painted this side RED; so you
could no longer see the same
images of BOLDNESS.

I dressed our bed in SATIN; so you
could no longer feel the wrath
of fragility

I spread ed roses & strawberries
amongst these threads
to inform you that
you will never
be lonely.

Baby, I only color coded my love
because I wanted this image
to be the framed by a man
of protection.


Stay Tuned> Part III

Moscato & Strawberries [ Romance]: Story

What surround them is the rain.. Light's are dimmed with candled lights shadowing in a silhouette form.
Instrumental music sounding; the room is fulled
with Romance, & Mysteries.

" Click Clack, Click Clack", as her heels grace
every small cubical of the marble floor.

" You look so beautiful this evening, may I take
your jacket".

Well Thank you! she said.

" Can I interests you in a glass of Moscato"?

"Please" is what she replied

His charmed was delivered as she complimenting his smile..
On how perfect his smile was;
as his face replays in her mind...


" Lord, this man beauty, personality has dawned before me;
please let this song be a different melodies from
the same repeated tunes that I'am used too".

"I have thought this through *although I'm in love with your many images of sophisticated images; i have tasteful illusions about your more detailed images ..i still don't have the audacity to over come my feelings of approach.. could it be that so many men has fail or could it be that men aren't the same anymore && they mess it up for a lot of men that comes after"

She said. "Wow, Unfortunately I had no idea you felt
like this.. Can I asked you a question" ?

"How long have you felt like this" ?

Ma.am, I have abruptly waited for this very moment to tell you that "I love you" for nearly 3 years; I have studied your personality. I have
analyze your superior. I'm not here to full your
heart with broken promises; but here to obtain
the truth in the words "I love you".
You are my only desire, You didn't come all
this way on your own.. You were talked to by
The spirits of God, he told you that he have
made a decision && That I am your final decision.

[ The Grab of her hands]

"Welcome To The World of Strawberries".
is what he said..

The bed is surrounded with roses, & fulled with
strawberries && another bottle of Moscato..
with a white enclosed box w/ a red ribbon
on top of the bed.

Shhhhh. You don't have to say anything
anymore; Let my action fulfilled
every mysterious measure
you have prayed for.


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i-loo-zhuhn [illusion]

*i have thought this thru *although i'm in love with your many images of sophisticated images; i have tasteful illusions about your more detailed images ..i still don't have the audacity to over come my feelings of approach.. could it be that so many man has fail or could it be that man aren't the same anymore && they mess it up for a lot of man that comes after

Kar-ik-tuh-ris-tik [Characteristic] Part III [ The Value of Love]

Although women gain power by offering sex, by denying
Sex there is a quite few that believes in
Abstinence && can still respect themselves
In character of not becoming a statistic.
But unfortunately it’s gross generalization;
With that being said, I’m not the one that
Comes up with the rules. But as a man
I will try to enforce it onto the women
That not all man is exactly a like. Same
Resemblance, but a different mind set.

But the problem is that a lot of women our
Becoming more sexual explicit toward
The style of dress.. Hold on, before I’m
Attacked. I’m talking about shirts that
Said “ I F__k like a porn star” you
Know exactly what I’m referring
To.


I noticed
That I view women all the time with lack of
Strengths && weaknesses. As a men you
Have to be the one to called that
Out. “ Baby, you don’t have to do all
That to please me”. Why? Because
Any men that knows the Bible; knows
That our role is to provide those
That’s in his household, if not that he
Has denied his faith to he.

Men shall not take his wife/women/ mother/ for granted,
But treat them as equals. Something that men lack,
man should tell a woman how important or
Valuable she is to him, && we have a hard time
Making sure we abide by the word.
Men should always seek decisions from
A women point of view, and order to
Know that you have to know
The bible.


Although the search for love may be hard
But you have to invest your heart into
A mutual soul mate, && you can
Determined your man through the
Obedient of how he performed in
From of the Lord && how well he
Know the bible; because dating through
The look, how good the sex is, && how much
Money he is making is out..

It’s time that we put them aside &&
Let God do the matching, because
It’s obvious you couldn’t your own
LOVE.

Kar-ik-tuh-ris-tik [Characteristic] Part II

Women have become aspire with being sexy,
instead of being beautiful. Sexy has over
populated the culture of having the proper
credential; because a lot of women have profoundly
lost the feminist landscape. Right now, a lot of
women are at that conclusion that they have to
do things sexually; just to keep a man or
good man period.

Men have no respect for women. But that would be
followed up with questioning; why should they?
With them saying women need to have more
respect for themselves. Women need to seek
more self-respect, and change this culture
of being more
than just a sex object.

It is incredibly unfortunate that young
men and women both concede under
the pressures of society and trying
to fulfill their sexual desires outside of
the covenant of marriage. Where there
is no faithfulness, there cannot be trust.

But I sit here && tell you that it's
appalling lack of real men and
real women that are to blame for
failing our youth. Because It seems
today's kids derive most of their lack of self-respect
from the examples set by the other parents, kids,
&& the home.

Our generation seem like it made a mockery
of our decency && it has utterly unhinged
the eloquence of what it once was before..

To be concluded...

CHARACTERISTIC [kar-ik-tuh-ris-tik] THE ANTICIPATION OF THE ACTUAL POEM

"INSPIRATION; SOMETHING THAT IS INSPIRED OR
JUST A IDEA. THE DIVINE QUALITY OF THE WRITINGS OR
WORDS OF A PERSON".



GODDESS I WANT YOU
TO BE STRONGER
THAN EVER.. BUT I WANT
YOUR PRIDE TO ALWAYS BE
ON TOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE.
ISSUES ARE THINGS
THAT YOU PUSH FORWARD..
I'M GOING TO NEED YOU TO NOT
WORRY ABOUT THEM.. LET GOD BE
THE ONE TO LEAD YOU ...THROUGH IT.
RELATIONSHIP; WELL THAT IS PATIENCE..
YOU CAN'T LET YOUR SELF
GET TIED UP TRYING TO GAIN LOVE;
YOU HAVE TO LET LOVE BUILD AROUND
YOU BECAUSE CORRECTION DOES MUCH,
BUT ENCOURAGEMENT DOES EVEN
MORE.. QUEEN YOU CAN'T BE GREEDY..
BECAUSE GREEDY PEOPLE ALWAYS LOSE
MORE THAN THEY GAIN. JUST KNOW THAT
GOD JUDGES US BY WHAT WE DO.. NOT BY
WHAT OTHERS SAY.. YOUR GRATITUDE SHOULD
BE THE CONTINUOUS ATTITUDE, NOT AN OCCASIONAL
INCIDENT.. SO I SAY TO YOU; WITH GOD BEHIND YOU.. YOU CAN
FACE WHATEVER IS AHEAD OF YOU.
&& I SAY TOO YOU NOBODY IN THIS HUMAN NATURE
ARE ALLOWED TO PUT YOU THROUGH HELL..
ONLY GOD && YOUR SACRIFICE OF SINS.. NO
ONE SHOULD BE ABLE TO CALL OUT YOUR WEAKNESS..
LET GOD DO THE JUDGING && STOP STRESSING OFF
THESE NEGRO'S

CAUSE MOST OF THE TIME THEY WILL
BE THE ONE'S TO GIVE YOU A HEAD ACHE.. THEY ONLY
WANT YOU WHEN U NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THEM..
BUT WHEN YOU MOVED ON THEY ALL WANT TO SURROUND YOU..
THAT'S NOT A MAN. IF YOU WANT A MAN.. WELL YOU JUST
HAVE... TO SEE THAT THROUGH GOD HIM SELF.

SUCCESS HAS TO BEGIN WITH YOU..


PEACE: QUEEN

SALUTE! I AM POETRY.JONES
&&
I HAVE SPOKEN FOR THE BETTER

THEREFORE THIS IS THE ANTICIPATION
OF THE CHARACTERISTIC...

Langston's Mind

Deep by the association of mind. But have a fetish for explanation that perhaps to be written in a literature's measure...Written in contrast; capturing the pictures of my “ subjects” but as far as me being the artist. I’m trying to observe every true fact that surrounds every black & white image. Still after 47 odd years of death; I still live through the minds && history of today. As the world critique my visions; the depth of my complicated mind.. But yet I still live through the youth of spoken words.. As my ashes remain beneath the spirits of Harlem.. But better yet I’m awaking every time a noun is distinguished with a plural referent. I’m awaking every time a vowel is formed amongst a carbon copy of paper, with the ink bleeding for ventilation.. You know, so your mind can be free of sorrow. I’m awaking every time a song is sung lyrically && spoke publicly to the world. Honestly I can’t remember the last time a Poet wrote && my spirit wasn’t there to guide them to a appropriate stanza; word after word, stanza after stanza I’m awaking by the creativity; by every artist brilliance.. Better yet, I’m fascinating by a lot of artist originality; with that said every artist has a little Langston Hughes in them seeing that I am one of a few that they to look up too..

kar-ik-tuh-ris-tik [ Characteristic]

It has been written that a women has asked
God for the characteristics of a King.
&& The King responded back in
Orientation && said that I can only
Make you a Nobleman.

A judgment that God can only
Determined; A man of great
Morals… A man of great stature..
A man of eloquence's.
A man of decency.
A man of willingness..

Instead we cope with
a boy of million of different
Lies.
We cope with Fiction,
Instead of Truth
Written.

I’m a man && I can tell the difference between
A women && a unorthodox
Women. Beautiful means more than
Just the features && clothing…
Beautiful represents self-control, peacefully&&
Brilliancy.

I’m not referring to her as being high- maintenance, Jittering
or Dingy.. But a women that is mentally developed &&
Spiritually fitted..

Although it may be slim to none to find a lot
Of these women, because the ratio of
Finding a women of this caliber may
Be hard to find.. Just like a lot of
Women mention that it’s hard to
Find a Good man, because y’all feel
That y’all deserve a Prince Charming.
We strongly attracted to ones that’s
Seem to be dysfunctional &&
Not the one’s that has all the
Right characteristics.

When you think of a Ideal man, you want
A man to agree with all of your every demand,
The sex, the money, the cars, && the house.
Love is a form of matter, It has no definite shape..
It’s form through patience, God willing, && communication.
Trust me everybody want Tranquility in their life.. Everybody
Want to be perfect, that’s why they create other lives or relive
Different lives because they not satisfy with their everyday life.

When a women is not getting enough attention.
They tend wonder why?
So they do things to get noticed
By becoming “Hoodratz”, being out
In public doing whatever it take
To be noticed… Low self esteem
Issue, Women sometimes put to
Much pressure on themselves to be
Something your not; if it don’t happen
Tomorrow ladies don’t trip about &&
Sell your soul trying to be noticed..
Trust me your time of success will
Come It don’t have to be tomorrow,
Or today for you to be loved.

Message To The Ladies, without
The creation of a woman..
There would never be
Man.. A women is one of
Thee most important specie,
If not THE most importance in
The world..

But ladies have more respect for y’all
Self, because right now what I’m
Witnessing is not the characteristic of
A Queen.

I am Poetry.Jones
&& I have spoken.

UnExxpected [ RemiX]

Out of nowhere, I find myself with a
voluntary vision of a women
That only appears when I’m in a sleeping
State.

“ Shaking my head” in confusion!



[DREAM- ON]

“ Dreaming Part One ”.
I love a women in High heels, a women who have there hair did && a women that can style herself to perfection. Although I'm not going to approach I just want you to know that i noticed your beauty.. I wouldn't even call it... " LOVE @ FIRST SIGHT", more like LUST at first glance... the way your body is shape through them jeans.. The way your breasts sit up in this shirt give me tasteful images..

“Dreaming Part II”

I speak in a language.. Where words are no longer required. Privately undressing your invitation of something desirable, I'm just hoping your ready for my seductive pleasure; me thinking that i want to do some things to you that's not written in the dictionary.. I want to gradually penetrate every inch of your pink garden. Taking up space beneath your soul.. Climaxing until your tamed, scratch me baby!


Actuality.

All there is to know that she was abruptly just standing
In front of me, turned around she was gone..
Kind of like a darken illusion with a
Silhouette covering the rays of her
True images.. All I can remember is
the subtle curves, && the sensuality she
Left behind. Although her face was blurred
Out, I thought she was thee most gorgeous
Women ever… or maybe it was the
Infidelity of lust that surround my
Intellects with adultery..


[Hearing Voice]

“ Yhu belong too me”, in a soft pitch
whisper..

As I rise back up from my dream, I glaze
At the mirror, I look around to see
If everything was aight, && once
Again..

I hear a voice say, “ I want yhu”!

Show your face, whoever you are?
“No”, she said..
Then what is your name?
“ All yhu need to know is I’m your
every desire”.

UnExxpected [ RemiX]

Out of nowhere, I find myself with a
voluntary vision of a women
That only appears when I’m in a sleeping
State.

“ Shaking my head” in confusion!



[DREAM- ON]

“ Dreaming Part One ”.
I love a women in High heels, a women who have there hair did && a women that can style herself to perfection. Although I'm not going to approach I just want you to know that i noticed your beauty.. I wouldn't even call it... " LOVE @ FIRST SIGHT", more like LUST at first glance... the way your body is shape through them jeans.. The way your breasts sit up in this shirt give me tasteful images..

“Dreaming Part II”

I speak in a language.. Where words are no longer required. Privately undressing your invitation of something desirable, I'm just hoping your ready for my seductive pleasure; me thinking that i want to do some things to you that's not written in the dictionary.. I want to gradually penetrate every inch of your pink garden. Taking up space beneath your soul.. Climaxing until your tamed, scratch me baby!


Actuality.

All there is to know that she was abruptly just standing
In front of me, turned around she was gone..
Kind of like a darken illusion with a
Silhouette covering the rays of her
True images.. All I can remember is
the subtle curves, && the sensuality she
Left behind. Although her face was blurred
Out, I thought she was thee most gorgeous
Women ever… or maybe it was the
Infidelity of lust that surround my
Intellects with adultery..


[Hearing Voice]

“ Yhu belong too me”, in a soft pitch
whisper..

As I rise back up from my dream, I glaze
At the mirror, I look around to see
If everything was aight, && want
Again..

I hear a voice say, “ I want yhu”!

Show your face, whoever you are?
“No”, she said..
Then what is your name?
“ All yhu need to know is I’m your
every desire”.

Skit-Zo [ Schizo]

** Notes** should I finished the rest of
this? I'm not sure if I should or not..


In The state of being called delusional.
Suffering from intellectual deterioration.
You know where I’m locked in my
Own secluded area, disorganized.
The world want to call us a loony, but
I just called it being unstable, unfit, or
Even a little paranoid.

You know the comparison between
Heaven && Hell, the complete
Opposite of sanity.
You know when you
Think your own shadows &&
Silhouette are following you..

[The Scream]

“ Please stop following me”,
The scream represents escape of
Configuration. As sounds
Plays in my fragile mind..

A struggle of gaining control.
As the laughs, enthusiasm play
Carried on beyond the
Echoed whispers that
Plays a tune in my skull..


[The Echoed.]
“You can do it, do it now”!


As I’m being stalked by the
Devils pleas, I’m crying &&
Slashing amongst the victim
Of my own flesh
Engulf from my own
Corpse that are laying
Within a puddle of my
Bodily fluid.

Brenda Had a Baby [ Tha' Story ]

Off my pregnant mind..

I tend to give birth

to such a creative mind..

Demanding respect

but how can I show you

respect if you don't...

even LOVE or Respect yourself

enough to

even gain respect...Selling your soul to a

one night stand..now you

pregnant trying

to figure out what man you going to put on the

list to received your free welfare, asking

Maury can he define your

Baby father, or

being a 1000% sure he is..

your Baby Father... But now

the results are in... && Maury saying..

When It's comes to your 2 year old baby..

Black Man, " You are not the father"... so now

the embarrassment && the tears, when the world

has now graded you as Hoe..

But Then........

Six Month Later, you have now looked

into furthering your search to finding out

Who your Baby father is?

Which is sad, because if you just would

of

had more respect for yourself then this

search could of been shorter, but instead..

Your just another " Brenda That Had a Baby"..

now your just another statistic in another

Nigga lie.. Now The Baby is just another

Bastard...

That's deep because I'm sure you

was a women with so much potential..

BUT you was another women that hung

out with the wrong crowd, you let them

trained you into being something that you

had no intentions on being.

" Another Brenda That had a baby".

To be continued.....

UnExxpected Feat Miss Poetic

All there is to know that she was abruptly just standing
In front of me, turned around she was gone..
Kind of like a darken illusion with a
Silhouette covering the rays of her
True images.. All I can remember is
The subtle curves, && the sensuality she
Left behind. Although her face was blurred
Out, I thought she was thee most gorgeous
Women ever… or maybe it was the
Infidelity of lust that surround my
Intellects with adultery..

Now That my gentleman senses has been
Turned off by this women that
I have never seen to get a clear
Vision of.
All there is to understand is that he was slowly cast in my presence like
An angel given possession over my soul..
Accept in a blink of an eye he had disappeared from my sight.
He was the ying to my yang, the night to my day, and the cloud to my sky, .......
but only for the moment being
For those few seconds it was as if time took a stand still
so that i could appreciate his frame that with no doubt led to a deeper being
......that i would probably never experience because my physical and emotional being.... was linked to someone else.
The feelings that i felt could possibly have been real or where they just feelings of eroticism because he was not mine....
Now that my woman senses have been
Turned off by this man that
I only seemed to see in the blink of an eye.


To Be Continued.

S. E . X [ Sensationl.ExXpression ] remix

The sum of the structural and functional
differences by which the male and female
are distinguished.

Intertwining with passion, with the
extravagance of enthusiastic measures;
fondling with your desire for intimacy.

trying to define your sexual character,
Let's start with a sexual prelude. Touching,
kissing, embracing, && teasing.. Teasing
you in ways of satisfaction, kissing amongst
your Erogenous zone.. testing your anticipation.
bringing our climaxes together.

" Whispering"...

CAN YOU HANDLE THAT? watching your every
move through the rays of a "MIRROR". OMFG
the way you moan is so soulful.. My love is the
acoustic sound that rejuvenate the soulful sound
of Sade's LOVER ROCK" . it's the melodic of strives
i put forward; that embrace U.. That have you
"LOVESTONED".. my S.E.X is the " ART OF NOISE"
because it symbolize the " MOVEMENT OF LOVE"..
The way that bed rock like a percussion, the way
your voice constitute the essence of the S.E.X!

See my S.E.X is " STRONGER THAN PRIDE" because
I'm no " ORDINARY LOVE" I have that combo
of "LOVE DELUXE" that have me extending far down
for the top to bottom.. like Earth is far from
the Sun. absorbing && engrossing every
aspect of your S.E.X.. One question
can you believe that?

Lustful Eyes

Lustful Healing, you said
that your mate wasn't capable
of your sexual healing. Fulfillment
he couldn't touch your sexual result.
but you quoted that You love him
and that he was the man you want to
spend the rest of your life with..

but..

looking for someone to
spend a one night stand
with. You wanted to be
fulfilled of your wetter
issues, you wanted a man
to penetrate deep within your
closes climax. You wanted to
cherish every inch that was
invaded in your privacy you
wanted your sex drive to be
pleasurable.. I mean you wanted
your hair to be pull && ass
smack harder.. you wanted to
drop back && get your eagle
on, && wanted to back that ass
up && fucked to ultimately..

You...

Wanted your vagina revolutionize.
you wanted experience over love;
you wanted wanted him to fuck you
like his inventing the sex.. But
in up falling for D.I.C.K

Within The Pain

In continuation of Pain pills.


Sometimes I feel that Death is my
only option, because Where in life
do I stand? I have so much Hate for
the world, Like I would kill some odd
people && then have a reason to turn
the gun amongst my brain. Why believe
when my own flesh decide to make a mockery
of me; by taking advantage of my pride.
I stole something I could never get back..
They raped my virginity && stored something
within side of me that would of been a bastard
if I didn't cope with abortion. Now mentally I have
reviewed image of that very same day, that day will
never be put beside. I would have to live with that
for thee rest of my life. Four brother's rapping there
only sister && one brother getting her pregnant. demeaning
history. Why live? when my face is remember across the
nation for created controversial at such a young aged.
Why not be not be made of a example of death? Re create
so I can be re birth with a fresh && renewed image, because
right now I feel like death should be my only escape.

Pain Pills

I think I made up my mind. Yep! My mind is made up already.
I feel that I’m terrible at everything, I’m addicted to
Pain pills, no one never asked or wonder
Am I all right; they just see what’s on the
Outside && run with it, they never sit
&& Analyze the true fact.. They look
Me dead in my eyes && can’t see
That I’m strung off Vicodins.
I hide myself within fake smiles
&& Fake laughter, all my life
I had been one of the ones to have
A family that really never gave
A damn about what I did. I
Noticed that because when I
Was little they just sat there &&
Watch my brother’s rapped me of
All my self esteem.. Rape me out
Of my dress, && begin to forced
Entrance && all I could do was
Cry within this blindfold they had
Wrapped around my vision. But
The world fail to realize that I’m
Scarred, they judge without even
Knowing my story behind the
Darkness of my black dress code..
Wonder Why I’m addicted to
Pain pills, because I’m overdosed
Of pain&& the world tend to
Realize that I live the life of
A Dark cloud && wander why
Jesus can’t help me because he
Made it where I can’t trust nobody
Surround within radius of me.
That’s why I’m terrible @ everything.


Written By: Poetry. Jones
&& Story told by : Poetry. Jones

The Interlude.

The desire to write from the
Soul. A meditated thought,
A self- examination of
Words written in the format
Of a complete thought.
Verbs that is replace with
Strong verbs & Pronouns
That is correct with
Proper pronouns. It’s
The seduce feeling of
Intellects that separate A Man
From A Boy, and Separate A
Women from A Girl.

Turn this into a smooth sound.
Let’s create a ratio of the
Respect of a women..
Like listening to realize sound
Of the Late Great “ J-Dilla”.
Let’s disguise our voices &&
Come back with a incognito
Vibe. I’m deeper than
The oceans blue, My Mind
Is deeper than the clouds
Grayest skies.. Listening
To this sound watch
It relive that day’s of old..

Written for A Young Woman
Album.

Playing w/ words & thoughts

You mean are you looking for someone that is...
Someone who doesn't lie because they know how much
it would hurt your soul.
Someone who loves me just cause its a Wednesday.
someone that it willing to go the extra innings with
you & not let go... Women called that soft, and
don't take advantage of the opportunity to
be loved like this. a lot of them used a bunch
of insecurities & by the time your heart
decides to collide..
they already talking about what happened to them in the past
& how scared they are of love..
Don't matter what you tell them..
The past is scared of Love. Love comes at piece,
its tranquility, patience.. but It's ironic when a man
comes around with the same emotions;
they not willing to accept the challenge..

Team of Three's = [ F R E E S T Y L E ]

I speak truth.. Poetry is the brother to [ hip.hop ]
the insane cousin to Today's [ RAP]..
but none of these affiliate can match to my equivalent..
so down play it.. But now [RAP] has gave birth
to something ignorance [ Auto tune] see I speak
testimony & the subject is Truth.. see sometimes
when I think of [ Rap] I think of dancing with stars..
Cuz every thug out here trying dance &
sell nickel bags until they flop.. Because [ R.A.P]
have me mixed with a Man that repeat his self...
better yet it have me thinking that I heard this
before & then swear that they telling the truth
in every hood rhyme, but yet they trying to
make a movement so they can create dance anthem..
so fuck it I'm going to ripped it until every rapper is
V A N I SH.

Who is with me to spit relentless?


commercial after commercial
nobody remembers the show
due to all of these commercials...

the origin of my brother is my mother
hip hop and poetry coincide
like lyrics over rhythm
dancing along these commercial lines of falacies
being bridged by ass adlibs
and unmastered techniques
ill minded lyricist remain upstaged
by common popular ignorance
overran by demand of those
who prolly wouldn't know hip hop
if draped in Adidas and dookie chains
or created ill stories
from scratch off the top of the brain
rev run popped her cherry
common fell in love with her
cube fucked her raw
but the fads ran trains
and left her for dead
like she was mic with a blown fuse
doesn't anybody remember
when she used to be a muse
so before the next commercial airs
lets take our 30 sec or less stand
and lyrically devour the next
who thought rap...wasn't a slut
that bit the hell outta hip hop...




L. Lorelle- To be or not to be, answer that question for me. .
Breakin it down. . In simple mental history will also allow you to see. .
That writing for started then changed its name to poetry. .
Then branched to drama. . From drama to music. .
All these messages are being sent intellectually. .
Love me, never reject me. Like my father, I respect me. .
Writing and breakin down subjects because i just want
you to see its real. . Something you can feel as more ink
begins to spill. . If i could love you then i would, love you
down love you good, because last time i said i was in love. . .
I was just. . . misunderstood. . Can't Love a woman in her
2nd childhood. . I wouldn't do it if i could. . That'll just make
it worse. . I'll continuously be up to no good. .
Today's music on my block. . I.ma just dumb it down. .
Coloreds actin crazy with magazines and drugs. .
My block is upside down. . I mean i met hip hop
I think i was four years old Not a pretty site really. .
She was dissolving- in her soul. Yesyesyall

W R I T T E N O U T L O U D [ BASICALLY A APOLOGIZE ]

Words I could never
sound out before..
L O V E... truly I took
your heart for granted.
I deny the fact that your
L O V E was sacred. the
fact is I'm grown and I'm over
it. I can now live with the fact that
L O V I N G you was the only
thing for me.. I noticed it,
the lonely nights with out You..
i kind of understand what you
went through.. But I'm a grown
man now && I can kind of admit
that before I was a boy playing
with a grown man emotion.. Now
I'm a grown man & have grown emotionally.
In my mind I can kind of get a feel what
L L C O O L J was going through lyrically
when he wrote " I N E E D L O V E".. Just
the feeling of not having you by my side
is a memory I don't want to remember..
I F A U L T my own self tremendously I'm
just hoping that you could F O R G I V E me?

I'm not asking to start off where we left off.
I'm asking can we begin a new C H A P T E R.
can I prove to you that I'm worthy of another
J O U R N E Y? Before you questioned my
L O V E & yet i never gave you a answered
but L O V E stands for Tranquility, Patience,
foreverness, Mutual bond & What I'm asking
you is if I can walk along side of you in your
C H A P T ER of Success? I A P O LO G I Z E.

Brief Description

Just a written poem, that I displayed for
one of my friends who was going
through something with his girl
kind of distant his self from love,
and now he want her back.

Written By: Poetry.Jones

Hypothesis of Poetry

I function off words of intelligence.
I let my creativity run off
Succinctly measures.
My mind is made up
Of any Thesaurus
Magnitude..

Part me as I deliberate
This incendiary
Flow. You can’t
Fault my gratitude
In this verse..

You can only simper at
The fact that I’m
Obligated to the
Worlds most
Profound arcane.


I’m a noun that followed
Eclectic methods of
Langston Hughes Legacies.
Gleaning down years of
His time.
Photographing every
Original aspect; briefly
Going over it with
My critiqued metaphors.

I merge my power for
Words with the fixation
Of intrinsic sunsets. I
Wow the crowd with
The spectrum of
Electricity I have
Within every pulse
Of my instrumental sound.
Every verb & every noun,
I embrace every aspect
Of fulfilled reflections.

Leave you in a hunger
Mannered; got you
Wondering is this
Piece going to be a
Contemporary, or is
It going to be Dark.

Is Poetry. Jones
Going leave us brutal &
Subdued without
Being bland or do
I take you back to
The days when
Love was issued
Out in classes of
Art’s & Craft.

First Tattoo..

POETRY
" it's the state of expression from
the mind that help me revisit
Life existences."

Bleeding Poetically

Poetry.. You know words that accommodate with expression.
Assessments with the mental aggression..
I spoke thoroughly, but fluently into the mic
so that every word was capable of reaching
& transforming into a sound.. a pitch of voltage
as I fumbled with my [ S's] because sometimes
my tongue get tied. Poetry. It's a hobby, a talent,
& art that tend to intertwine with the passionate
looks of life.. you know it affiliate with the
commonplace of the mind which function into
thought's creativity flowing through the membranes.
I write like this because out of all them
things I mention you can't forget to mention
that it's a blessing of many opportunities of
commonwealth.

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" Just tell me when to start.
My pen is eager to bleed"..

On your march.. get set. Go!

[ Let That BITCH Bleed ]..

L. Lorelle- poetically inclined, take two of these pages
and give em straight to the blind, let em see a glimpse
of the gift God gave me inside. Poetry, i love her, i only
put God above her, she helps me see wat God can do to
you and me, along with one another. . I write spoken word. .
My mind is in the air screaming FREE ME right at the birds,
my conscience have conversations with my thoughts on wat
simply hurts. . Poetry brings me peace it shows you what
all i can do. . I write prayers on pages sending em to God he's
like, "whatever you ask, I'll Do". in cold disperse, writing
every unspoken word that hurts. . Truth be told i forever
stay poetically inclined when worse comes to worse.

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[ Let That Bitch Bleed ]...

[ Swift ]

Poetry had died before i'd even turn 13
looked out the window and saw my Poetry perching
perfectly positioned for premeditated missions
got me into institutions where my poetry was missin'
straight jacket hacking; words clinging to my throat
wanna say what's on my mind but i always feel choked
til one sad night when i had a bad dream
eyes still closed but i woke up to scream
Momma don't go; can't stand be alone
without u in this cell; hell Hell's my only home
too far apart is like one step away
back pedal to the past to picture poetic days
and now i'm in a daze and the truth sinks in
Poetry never died...hell that'll be a sin
only lost my mother who left poetry behind
and even she ain't gone for good...i got her poetic mind!

Written by : Team of Three's

Quote

"It has been written once before
but never quite understood until
now"

[ We Our The World ] collabo

I am Poetry. Jones,

an equipped with powerful vowels, i speak fluently within 8 parts of speech..
which they say books are describe to be made up of glue, paper, and ink..
but they forgot to mention that poets are made up of creativity,
imagination,and eloquence of expression.. some people may rhyme
through a ink pen, and a notepad.. But I make my living off directly
scripting my thoughts straight through the system
See me I don't make my living off procrastination or lying on
a hot 16.. talking about bitches & hoes.. I make my living
off free styling my creativity so that my memory can be
under a microscope of positivity.. See how I write i give
off precise symptoms.. I direct all my attention toward the
system.. Watch how I dot my I's.. I'm intelligence from
the attention I paid in school, I'm intellectual because of
all the mentor guided I had growing up.. Don't judge me
because of the color of my skin.. Judge me by the knowledge
i develop within.. Watch Me Dot My T's.. See troublesome
black man I never got within, but see Truth was always
a actual state of mines.. See why others was telling lies
I was too busy afraid to go to hell.. [ Let's Go Poet] Let's
have fun......


I am Ashley Johnson,

Well not really just afraid to be whats in it... Cause the god within doesn't come with failure and he's visible on my paper I pushed him through the pen so when I laid there in the lions den I just wrote where I wished to be and you can do the same with a heart full of life and a mind absorbed in positivity... cause for me, the impossible isn't a possibility I make everything possible close your eyes... Imagine me- a piece of art work in such a rare form- why? cause 1st Im a woman and black I was born...

Amazing how your given only the beginning of a story and you can dress the rest any way you'd like... the future never had a black president in sight... just know that was a vision written in mortal form and now look... on that stand we watch a proud African American MAN perform and with front row seats we see NEVER in action, acting' and his Oscar is won... and on comes the privilege to be proud and raise your son up with no boundaries no fear of going to hell and the mind that gives off precise symptoms toward the system as he dots his I's and crosses his T's... [Lets Go Poet]



Im Moe Trice...


I way to grown for the glitz, glamor and ice..
i spit erratic like K, but my precision is nice...
real knowledge... i spit the truth..so take my advice..
most shit niggas do..aint worth losing your life..
i don't go home cause streets dont need me...
and never go hard cause this shit so easy...
dont pay attention to bitches when they talking like they need me...
i say 75% of all niggas wanna be me...
the other 25 talking rec less like they beat me..

but they lost.. i find niggas pictures on milk cartons..
im the teacher..im laying em down kindergarten...
i got my boys on my side like Tommy, Cole and Martin...
im the thunder..im booming on niggas like James Harden..
im in the convo with best..with no excuse me or pardons..
u on your side kick cause u useless without a partna..
let me stop right here, cause Poetry. Jones, i got chu..

[Let's Go Poet]


I am PoeticBliss

Everything you saw and everything you missed.
The interpretation of a kiss between lips meant to be.
A connection needing protection to keep its chemistry.
Mind like a poetry factory words and phrases cluttered
in boxes and filling cabinets. And with everytime I'm
attacked with words of my own or- they take a
beautiful thing and set bombs off in its core- they
stood up on mics, called me out, declaring war- and
I fought back cause I felt my poetry was worth fighting for.
I stood my ground on my similes and shook them with my metaphors.
Slapped symantex across their faces till their eyes faced the floor.
And with everyone I meet I tried to be discrete but it was a story
of Cane and Abel. The story ends the same with me placed as Abel.
And I'm unable to understand your mental visual, but I don't do eyes,
I do ears and mental. Words with the ability to touch you from your
head to your navel. And anything after that is sensual- a sensation
only retrieved through my vocal- keep spitting as we keep
splittin minds wit our written lines. [Let's go poet]


I am blakdiamon

The hardest element of God's green earth
Rough and uncut
Mysteriously born wise
And filled with mental and spiritual brilliance
With a mind state of PDR Pride determination and resilience
Blessed with a mental and artistic caliber
Unmatched by many, understood by few
More complex than the most complex of the mentally sophisticated peoples
I guess you can say I have a beautiful state of mind
But it wasn't always that
But God blessed me with his wisdom and it developed over time
So I
Come to find that I grew up an extremely gifted prince
to an extremely powerful, passionate, intellegient, talented Scorpion king
And as I sit back relaxed in this throne of my own
Drape my left over the arm of the throne
I give room for the next poet in this poem
[lLets Go Poets]



I am PoeticExpression

Each word i speak is a poetry session. I flow as freely and smoothly l
ike the Nile leaving you in denile that i'm better with my works i compile.
I'm an expressionist, and though you question my passion i'll have you
know I'm a poetic assassin. Cuz i simply slaughter people with my
wordplay in every sentence i say in every possible way. Im
just spectacular, yes that's the correct vernacular. Its my
natural disposition to create such a composition especially
in my position cuz my style is constantly switching. I'm not
called PoeticExpression for no reason cuz no matter if
its a rainy season there's not a single doubt that i
'll ever suffer from a drought! { LET'S GET IT POETS}


I am PoeticallyInsane(ity) [Revision]

Poetry flows though my body's veins, thanks to the heartache and the pain that this world has inflicted
You see, the faces and places I've been think my life they have my life depicted
See but they minds ain't right, somewhere along the way they must've gotten twisted
So now I'm here to ease my pain, and shed some light on the conflicted
See I was was lost body,mind, and soul, in the cruelty of this wicked society
Which allowed my pen to flow on my paper, creating such varying variety
See I ain't out here writing these rhymes, just to receive some notoriety

NO!!! This poetry thing is in me, and I wrote through inspiration
About love, pain, joy, sadness, good, bad, and I write with admiration
I mostly yearn to write about my savior, to save some from eternal damnation
I know it's hard out here for us Christian men and women, but we MUST overcome temptation
Cause GOD tells us of our struggles, but we still must be a light to ALL the nations
So keep your head up and run the race, don't you dare run out of patience
Cause Jesus Christ my savior, is a doctor who's never lost a patient

You see he's been so good to me, even when times seemed bad
Cause I really I missed some trials and troubles, that I really shouldn't had
He's blessed me more than I deserve, and opened my eyes to see true love
And prepared for me a beautiful angel, and sent her from above
She's loves me just for me, and she got me if push ever somes to shove

So I'll be ready when my savior returns, without spot wrinkle or stain
He'll come with the sound of a mighty trumpet, and eliminate our pain
You see I realize that he's been there for me, through the storm and through the rain
But I realize that the cause of my insanity, is also what keeps me sane (poetry) [Let's go poets]


I am L. Lorelle. . .

Not only would i be honored to speak within. Souls matching like Adam and Eve in the beginning giving off vibes with discipline yet again. I speak life. You are the head and not the tail. You'll live forever, trust me my dear, you'll prevail. Crossing T's and dotting i's thanks to my fore father's knowledge and the jealousy they possessed which kept my father from attending my college. Through pleasure and pain you pray. Recite Matthew 6 and 9 everyday knowing our father which art in heaven hears our cries everyday. Official. Using methods of hopes I'm sub sequential messing wit low lives every pay day of a week smoking doing my ritual. Trading Bentley in. Just for the rock of a life time. Trading in the degree my God gave me for a punch line. I'm just saying man they call me MiRaKLeZ for a reason. . I substitute negativity and give you life when reading.


I am Queen Perswayzyn..........


I am LOYALTY
you wanna know what loyalty bought?
me a lifetime of pain and constant deep thoughts
was it worth it?
NO! if I knew I'd lose myself.
The Pain? it's like I birthed it if i could do it all over I'd choose myself!
I am the result of what pain brought left with nothing but lies and true feelings SO......now YOUR in deep thought! Over the loss? I'm sorry that what you offered didn't cover the cost so i walk around covered in frost?

I went for what i wanted and didn't stop wanted him so bad i was willing to fight I even schemed up ways to get him at night So when it came down to the crunches you damn right i threw the punches Yeah I fought but now I'm in deep thought.

If i wasn't so short fused I wouldn't be so scared to lose constantly making a fool of myself self handling the tool handing him my heart to take in a part 2 ruin it, take it and break it its been done in sets of 5 and now its 2 reps walking up and down me like i'm a set of steps and i take it over and over because thats what i was taught I write and pray next time for more wisdom So i stay in deep thought.

I am a bunch of emotions all wrapped up and I journey the paths i choose to take and I stay deep in thought and express it through chosen metaphors I am.ME!


i am Swift

a glitch in the realm of reality; some say I can't be real
so i'm scripted into thoughts of dreamers and movie reels
acting my part of some organic being that doesn't exist
yet they feel my every word and ride each inch of my dick
like oh he's a rapper but he calls himself a poet
honestly i'm an artist; i don't label myself for no one...

[because the script can be flipped and re-equipped to cause havoc
get the mic, hit the stage, hear a beat and have at it
i'm whatever i can muster at the moment u should catch up
my skill's are the only thing you going' hear if you ask me what's up
i am Swift the Misfit and that's the most critical factor]

...so that reel isn't real and i'm definitely not an actor...

[Let's Go Poet]

Being -a- Poet

Being a poet often mean you have tons of theories behind your every lyric. but yet we all tend to have the same interest, and that's freeing the world with more freedom, education, and love.. a life of poet seem to be more out spoken, then soft spoken.. because we tend to always want to be deeper than the usual suspect, but a mind sometimes is a terrible thing to waste.. we live by that rule very often, then usual.. Some may go as far as calling it a hobby, but I would be the first to tell you that this is
my life... I live for the scenery of being able to implement my thoughts amongst a carbon copy of
paper.. Which at some point was blank, you kind of help that sheet a paper become something..
an that's literature.. only thing you determine is if you want it to be manuscript or cursive everything
else is through the mental state of your mind, and unfortunately your soul. I love being able to write,
and defining creativity through the way my pen flows. The way our minds are sculpture, it's like we
the only one's that tends to understands.. because as usual, the world can't seem to find it optimistic
in the ways on why Poets tend to think deeper than the usual.. Instead they question our methods & challenged us to Life as if they definition of life is better than ours.. That's why I tend to stop them
in their foot print of approach and be the first to tell them..

-- One it's a privilege to be amongst the living / or existence.
It's not a promise, and Two it's a state of being.. able to love,
able to pay bills.. not that anyone want to pay bills.. but your
able to work, your able to walk, your able to see.. Not understanding
your methods on how you think life resolve around just you people.. trust
me it's a blessing being able to cope through trials of Good & Bad.. But knowing
me I wouldn't be one of the one's to complain about the situation.. don't have that
much time to complain.

Being -a- poet it help you understand the creativity of your mind. It help you manifest with life
abilities. When truth is we just some people that like to express our thoughts.. Kind of like
the paparazzi but we not that nerve wrecking, we just want our youth to be able to grow up
in a better environment.. so we often vent off into our own little "NEVERLAND" ranch where
everything is going our way

Aye Vision [ Freestyle]

Welp, It's just a Illusion, but the world is
continually spinning.
but do you mind if I squeeze a little
oil amongst this canvas?
As a poet my job is to re write or/
rephrase the impulses of
the blind agreement, and try to separate
the fidelity from infidelity..
You know the maturity over the
immaturity.. Define the characteristics
amongst every living organism.
most want to create negativity toward
the positivity; create advantage vs
the disadvantages.

yet..


you're not your job. you're not how much
money you have stacked.
you're not the car you drive. you're not
the content of your wallet,
but yet you are you're human.
A Perfectionists but not perfect..
hiding behind money don't make you perfect,
it do make you bless.. but half of you
bastards don't sit down long enough to
count your blessings or give glory to
Christ for all that he have done..

better yet,

I'm just a critical thinker, I visualize the world
I try to find the greatness of this world
instead of the deterioration of it.. I critique the
world images before it happen, on how the
world should be.. you can call it a fixation
of life.. Call it what you want to call it but
I want the vision of the whole world surrounding
the Green & the Blue holding hands amongst
one another instead of the amongst of death
beds we often see ourselves drained over.
But like I enlisted It's only a envision.

Written By: Poetry.Jones

Defining. Character

Behind Characters
I'm actually a person
Behind Screen names
I'm actually the person
Behind Words.. I'm
actually a person..

Then...

Why is it so hard for a person
to admit when they wrong, or
when they made a mistake?

or is it that people work so hard
at being PERFECT.. Damn shame,
because the dictionary doesn't
even have the actual definition..

The word perfect, probably would never
exist.. but PERFECTION will always resemble
becoming.. If you work hard at something
you will become successful.

Defining Characters; it should focus more
on morals, courage, and integrity.. But
why when you describing a character they
incorporate the aspect of Sex/Money/ or
Drugs. Hiding behind these screen names
as actual characteristic who they want to
become instead of who they are.. But
afraid to admit when they did something
wrong.

Written By: Poetry.Jones

V.Gina

This is a Viewer Discretion story
so I advise everyone that has
a little one in the room to please
escort him/she out.


Is the most sensitive part of a women
body.. It is the passage of the women
gratification of passion.. [ The Beginning]

[Types]

Comes in all shapes, all colors, & sizes..
Some are tuck inside, and some have
thee thickest lips that will come out
and approach you. Some are surrounded
by a nest of fur, and others are freshly
shaved..

[How To Play]

Gently, noticed I said
Gently.. Because if you
go in all rough.. I doubt you
get the ass.. Gently, spread
her lips apart.. When you do that
you can begin to proceed... Now
spread the top until you can find
the clit... lick that and get it wet
object of the game is to find the
capacity of her orgasm.. I forgot
to mention please make sure your
damn fingers are wet.. don't go
fingering and then cut her damn
uterus out.. now what I would
do is used her Juices..

Ready, Set, Go

Greet The inner part of
her thigh slowly.. lick it,
kiss it, come up with your
own design that you want
to share with your tongue.
tease her by coming up for
a minute and Make the
anticipation worth it.. Now
lick the crease with it connects
to the pink petals. at this
time put your whole face
down between her thighs,
and then brush your lips
amongst her lips and
watch where it take her.
she probably would be some where
on cloud 9 some where..

Kiss her, [ gently] I don't know
how many times I will say this
but it have to be cautiously..
then you can go a little harder..
but you have to listen if she want
you to go harder.. she will say it
in a soft [ FALSETTO VOICE] H.A.R.D E R.
USED YOUR TONGUE TO SEPARATE P.SSY
LIPS when she opens up, run your tongue up and down
the layers of her flesh.. [ she may bite, scratch, or moan
loud as hell] but that is a great sign.. now spread
her leg wider.. My favorite part [ Tongue fornicate her]
now this has really set her to heaven and now she want
you to be a professional & see if her clit has gotten on
hard.. Yeah it get hard, and if so lick it gently, gently, gently..
if she's not hard, then secret go back up to the top &
greet it. When she's about to erupt make sure you
form the shape of a O and put the whole thing in
your mouth and what she want you to do next
is suck her HARDER, AND HARDER.. go with her
if she move upward
make sure you go with her because if you stopped you will
get smacked the hell out of ." NIGGA DO NOT
STOP "IS THE QUOTE SHE WILL BE SAYING


so i hope a lot of y'all paid attention because
when the test comes I won't be there to
guide you through, unless you planned
on being on facebook while you doing it..
or texting me... other than that good
luck..

I Have Spoke [ Free style ]

Words that are echoed
into expression of
delivery.. I'm in
Poetic History..
Name being mention
amongst the greatest..
I speak with so much
emphasis, I take
advantage of
the intensity of
sanity; speaking
publicly amongst
the Poet Family,
but yet.. The Grammy
Family, although I can
not received a Oscar for
metrical composition..
I still want to be listed
on their Honorable Mention
for my versification.. Not
that I'm Kanye.. But I'm just
confident, and it's my talent
that's arrogant..

I mean aloof, I mean above
the average; I'm 23 years old
I guess I suppose to compete
with unsympathetic.. but yet
I become disinterest in
their pathetic ways of
living.

ALTER. VS. EGO [ 1ST]

For so long I have stared at
your reflection & wonder..
but let me free to roam..
free to speak of the characters that's
comes before us.. But now I'm
started to noticed the voices
within my intellects..
I'm not sure if I heard them
all before.. but I have heard
of the term ALTER- EGO long
before. Could I be developing
a second self? Shake my head
in confusion, and realize that
I'm a little wozzy... look in mirror
and noticed that the bright light
has now turned dark. The chuckles
of the opposing self gaining his
full transformation.. It starts to
resemble the same form.. As I
just look, and shake my head..
as I watch him mimic my every
mood.. " I was tired of walking in
your shoes, I was tired of being a
second will and yet I was caged
so long that I just had to captured
a moment alone.. So today I
put in for my soloist"... I will
now walk on my own two feet..
Now I'm another aspect of one
self.. "I'm a splitting image but
this time I will run off and be
the devils charismatic self and
play with the fire of my soul mate".
you know...
establish a demeanor about myself
be the total opposite of who you
are & watch them arrest you for
the shit I did myself.. [Chuckled]

To be continued...

ALTER. VS. EGO [ NEXT INSTALLMENT]

Continuing...

[ NEXT INSTALLMENT]..

As much as you Analogue..
Your Dialogue could never
be as depth as my Monologue..
Although your my accomplice..
......

See when I speak... I
speak fluently amongst
SYNONYMS.. you know
the words that are the
same or mean almost the
same.. See when you speak..
you sound equivalent to a
ANTONYM. You know the
total opposite of the word..
.......

Yet you have been my darkest
shadow, but where would you
be without my LEADERSHIP?
I question your matter of
SUCCESS? I question that
you would PROSPER amongst
ENDEAVORS, WEALTH, POSITION
AND HONOR... Because
if you can turn your back on
your FLESH -N- BLOOD.. Then
I know your accomplishment
will be as short as your reception
of life. When I write I get standing
Ovations. But I'm devoted to
the intangibles of my spoken
LITERATURE.. big words you couldn't
even sound out with out even your
ignition reaction.. Your life would
be SHIT!

See I have spoken.. But know that
I have wrote it,
KNOW THAT...
anytime you see the
SIGNATURE of the cursive lettering of
P.J then you know I quoted it.. How dare
you live in my shoes & think you can devour
me with INCONSISTENCY of Life .. Take
a quick look @ that reflection & tell me who
you resemble.. Look in the light &
tell me who Image you see.. Because
I will forever be Your Alter..
BITCH!!! and for
you ... Your Just a EGO..

This saga has come to the
end..

Written By: Poetry. Jones
S t o r y t o l d b y: Poetry. Jones