Techo......blanco....¡aye que güey!

And you belong to me too
You make my life complete
You make me feel so sweet.

©Lenny Kravitz

All night

As did she when she left the court and all its jesters

Willing suspension of disbelief applies to fiction not accounts of truth.  Take the power back they've stolen from you Tiger...don't give it away to fools so easily.

Sometimes is a curse

I collect poems, pieces of people that didn't want to give...I chew em up and spit them out when they no longer live.  
This is what "they" do to me

The universe must expand to contain my imagination.  Like wild horses that roam seeking new pastures to nourish their first born, my mind exponentially multiplies seeking truth in every corner unborn of the skies.

If you're gonna shoot in the air....have it come down on you... it's only fair.

Y'all play your games, I'll play mine...one love to all you..I hope your alter egos feeling fine.

Para dónde se va le pregunté al abuelito Pues a ver Galavisión me dijo

You know

Don't ever give it back...I don't want it...it's yours

So now I see the wicked witch lives in New York....she was asking bout a chump poem.

Man is this some lit class writing exercise for 100 students?  Are all the poets on here doing some social psych investigation.....yeah this site can make you feel crazy and actually sound it if you try to explain the theory to anyone else

Preferisco un amore forgiato nell'inferno che ascende al cielo di quello fatto nel paradiso che cade all'inferno

Does it know more than me, know more about me than me? Is it this thing we call our shadow? Is it the same one that's followed our soul as it goes through the process? Perhaps it's not our shadow but our souls shadow. That might explain why it can anticipate my motions. Any Which Way, I know I've seen mine shine brighter than day.

NEW YAWK

Apologies to all my hp friends....words should never cut like knives ...create space and thus the end

¿Cómo lo hacemos?
¿En la cama?
O en el suelo....
Juntando pelo a pelo
Y el empelotado
siempre en medio...
El Sueño

Dime primacho.... cuántos son y qué hay que hacer.

Cold hard blue steel does not betray..."down to ride to the ****** end... Just me and my girlfriend"
© Tupac

Tengo unos amigos panameños que me dicen el Triple Hijueputa....o de cariño, Triple

It Rose in the east and settled in Southern California.

Falling into every hole I dig for you...dumb *****!

And I'll still catch you if you fall....but my phone you'd have to call....don't worry if you can't fake a British accent...I'll forgive that "cheap lie" too

Death is running heels and hell follows with him

I was inspired in the wee hours to call all my peeps throughout today in NY, TX, AZ, OR, WY, WA VA, Colombia, Mexico, Panama, Argentina, Canada, Japan, the UK, Italy, Spain......tell em I'm alive and haven't felt this alive in 20 years.....they all thought I was dead!

Beg forgiveness for something I did not do.  I'll take it to the grave because when I trespass I do bite my pride and say I'm sorry.

Since "they" couldn't get to me directly, "they" decided to deal the low blow and destroy you to destroy me....don't let them!  Show them the lion rules the jungle not a bunch of silly monkeys, horses *****, and laughing hyenas.  Roar woman and scatter the miserable life that has crawled out from beneath the dung beetle's nest to foment hate and spread nasty disease

I want to be the sun that warms your face and the blessed rain that washes away your pain

I've come to the conclusion that there are only two poets on HP....me and Mr.York. Yo Eliot... hire some more poets.
Use that cake you ask for to fix the emojis and hire another staff of writer's...your multiple personality game is getting a wee bit lame

Lies can't touch me directly....they lack the courage of their convictions and as someone special once told me... lies are easily identified..."they're too good to be true"...they are also "too ugly to be true" as in the
fools who claim to know your flesh all over campus.

Truth on the other hand can be so bright it might seem too good to be true.  Just as truth cuts so much deeper with it's shards than lies.....

Just don't talk to her for a couple days, maybe 3....**** the whole week eh.!

Ego dormivi et

MARKAMY=
4(MA)+3(R)+2(KA)+1(MY)=
1(MY)+2(KA)+3(R)+4(MA)=
_­______
             MYKARMA

Two hearts entwined
become as one
Though these twin flames
have been together
since much before the sun
two souls that
made a contract in the dark
no matter what
we'll never Part
Shine today brilliantly as
      Amy & Mark

The hand exhausted me.

It was my mind that put you there that night, my eyes that saw a star so bright....I knew they'd burn if I kept you in my sights.

Do you wanna take a bath?



©Pink Floyd

Not hurl insults at you...my soul would burn for doing so.

You glanced at me I stole some too yet we both knew what not to do.

Début was médiocre...Then started reaching for the stars....I got too hot for them so they sent me back down where here I'll reside I don't care won't frown.  Cuz you still let me write and though you may not want to you still read my lines.  I have one alter-ego .. Truth...how many do you have Elliot?  3,000,029

I won't pay your toll
My little green friend
The bridge is for all
Travelers to cross
not yours to defend.

I'll walk where I please
and if I step on the grass
Don't call me an ***
Lighten up don't be so crass.

Take care that your children
don't take to your ways for lonely you'll be in the end of days.

She told me to ******* but didn't block me....hmmm...What does that mean?

Broke my own rule......put it on paper so only the receiver can get the message

And proud of it

My constellation's
getting brighter,
risen from the ashes,
a phoenix
that's found
it's twin flame.

I just walked across the street to get some sushi for myself and my dad.  He passed two years ago...sometimes I get real sad.
But when I made his place at the table...he said thank you son but I no longer hunger...I have everything I need...but you still have a body...go ahead and eat.

Wired
Weird
Wider