Respect is not commanded nor demanded... it is giving to those who deserve it.  Those who give it to us get it back.

Ebb & flow, high and low
Tug and tug the moon above
Reaching for its own reflection
Narcissistic incantation
in my sky of love

Depths unfathomable of darkened light, the salt emaciates me when she is bright with crown hung low.

Pools of poems shimmer as she retreats, allowing me to ****** words, caress them before I nudge them from their nest, my chest and release the Word back to the sky.

Waves that slap, wake me from a slumber.  My turn to be the eyes and ears as the moon my love retreats petrifying souls to guard her celestial number.

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.

When ya chowder do you really worry about where it falls if ya need to heave so bad?  You may clean the porcelain and have your idolatrine to maintain stain unseen...but like the woman that lights my path has penned....I "wear my faults and pain on my arm like a brace" instead mine is a machete strapped to my leg not burried in yo' face.

Life deals hard blows...I know how tough losing a parent can be...I lost my little brother two months before my dad.  He rode it till the wheels fell off and grabbed the old man's hand.  I don't wish that on anyone....especially a soul so old in a body so young.  I pray that your sister makes a full recovery and that this trial in your life will serve to strengthen your family bonds even if that member has not the same blood or surname...friends can be family...talk to them...don't be like me and have them leave this realm without letting them know you love them often. That if you needed to and hadn't asked for or given forgiveness that you live with that regret.  I'm here for you.

Quit writing ******* hand...no one cares what you have to say.

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

I'm sorry HP...I don't want to talk to anyone at all..

Not often do the angels tuck me in.  But tonight .....a light came into my room to touch my soul free me from my sins.  Singing like a siren that doesn't bare her teeth.  Thank you sweet angel....read on and absorb all their emotion ...poetry is sublimation a very vaporous potent potion.

My mind has evolved ever since I read your words.

Ego dormivi et

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

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.

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

You know

Techo......blanco....¡aye que güey!

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.

And none of them want to play me a tune.... they're mad at me for what I did to you.

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

NEW YAWK

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

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

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

It Rose in the east and settled in Southern California.

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.

I drive 200 mph thru her curves at night until I can finally fall asleep.

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

Sometimes is a curse

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

Death is running heels and hell follows with him

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

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

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.....

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

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.

The hand exhausted me.

Wired
Weird
Wider

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!

Yo Merc...where the crap u b?  Gots all kinds of notes to be delivered.. special delivery ciphers...no one else can see.  Some have numbers others just one name, they're all important so hurry just the same

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.

All my peeps already know you and I've never even touched your skin.

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

Conversation with the right being is worth eight years of silence.

,??? Takes a lot of effort

Que me entierren cantando!

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

No siempre Caza El Tigre y cuando Caza no Siempre es la misma Cosa