From the crest of your head,
To the ***** of your feet.
I love every inch of you,
A couple of forevers.
Only makes you taste,
All the more sweet!

I get lost in the ocean,
That lies behind your eyes.
A manifestation of your love,
Even greater than
What's between your thighs!

Making constant eye contact,
To disseminate later periods of bereave.
As open as a window,
On a cool summer night's eve.

A couple of forevers,
Just falling leaves from a tree.
A couple of forevers,
Just small trials to endure.
Even smaller,
When I think of you,
Spending forever with me.

I think you're gorgeous
But don't know how to say.
I'd hate to come off thirsty
But a slide in your DM's
May be the best way to get the feelings conveyed.

Wanting you but a little too shy to say it
My actions kinda already display it.
Miss texting you,
Even when my days lit.
Overthinking and too scared to say ****.
Feeling indifferent
To all other women I can get with.
Its shoot your shot 16
But you're the one I want to end with.
I don't convey my emotions much
I want to take this chance
More than I wanna give it up
On top of it all
Your overall beautiful
Like finding a briefcase
With a few million plus
Nevertheless, I'm glad I got it out
Nothing left to hide
We can call this verbal lust
Even if you shoot me down
I've already put my feelings aside.

The rhythm of my heartbeat.
The sound of my soul.
The emptiness I keep hidden away,
Filled with hollow words,
That I use to write these poems.

I bare my life in these words
Never find shame in your slurs.
Avoiding action,
Unless Malcolm follows,
Your name,
Preceding a verb.

You can never save the world
Without Loss
You can only change within
No Matter the Cost

Change Within
Our Greatest Weapon,
A prolific ammunition,
Conveying wounds through the most infinitesimal incisions,
Ricocheting across the battlefield,
We call our nation.

The greatest weapon
Against our greatest enemy,
Ignorance,
Is our ability to inspire one another.
Love Conquers our Differences
Time can Build a better Future,
Even over a foundation of
**Belligerent Ignorance

Lose my number
I can't be your man
Only your plumber
If you were hoping for more,
******.

So just lose my number
You barrage me with ideas of an ideal slumber
But I'm single and free
And occupy my time with whoever gives me their number
So just lose my number.

You assume you mean more than you actually do
I never led you there
For me I'm a drill
And you the *****
We're here for business not personal beau.
We'll never cross that line
And that's the message that won't get through

I only see what's in front of me
And you and what's in your pants,
No longer fun to me.
I've tried to block your calls
And distance myself
But you won't give up
It stressful and that isn't good for my health
So please lose my number.

What more do you want from me
I don't want to me your man
And honestly prefer it,
If you didn't talk to me.
So lose my number
Cause what I'm saying is not going to change
I've never had feelings for you
Alas, that'll stay the same.

These words leave my mind
Course through my veins
Find strength in my pain
And bare their soul through ink stains.

May or may not be intended for you
Cause if the shoe don't fit
Get yourself a size two
I don't have the capacity to disrespect a whole race,
Oh yeah this isn't an apology too.

I wrote Caged Bird to tolerate ignorance
It was more of me letting off a hindrance.
I let it bare my fight
My hooks were my words
My jabs, my verbs.
And the ten count was the title, Caged Bird.

Yesterday someone called me a N**
I just wrote unhindered
I let loose my mental trigger

So I've said it before and I'll say it again
If the shoe doesn't fit
Don't worry my friend
So if you know where you stand,
Be there, unshaken.
If your lip have never uttered the words
Then why is it offense you've taken?

Why does this caged bird sing?
Because I'm Black,
In a country that says that doesn't mean a thing.
Because racism has taken many setbacks
And the Klu Klux **** has applications
and we know where the police get their reps at.
So why can't we take a step back?
My life means less than yours,
But I find myself pursuing better things
So my daughter never wants for more.
Locked in cages,
I'm a Starling
So I yearn to fly.
See my brothers in them four walls
Like that's where they were born to die.
If our privilege was like yours
We would never hear those expensive collect calls.
So we use our knowledge for wrong,
You'd never appreciate that a felon could write this poem.
Trapped in environments that don't care for us,
We try to branch out
They take a few shots
And you no longer hear from us.

So why does the caged bird really sing?
Probably because I know where my opportunities really lie.
In a ball, a mic or some reality show.
I'm not against those options
But I live in reality though.
There's no hope for the rehabilitated,
You have to carve your own road,
And nowhere is that clearly stated.
And to add insult to injury,
I'm Muslim and if you knew
You wouldn't see a friend in me.

So why does the caged bird sing?
If you clearly can't hear us,
Why put on a badge in a neighborhood,
If you fear us?
You prop yourself on a pedestal
And look down.
You brought us here, left us in the field, in shacks
And now we're in the Slums of every town.
You diminished our importance
And showed us anything that wasn't white was wrong,
For all I know you helped me write this poem.

So why does this caged bird sing?*
So my words can vibrate my shackle loose,
So my ideals can blow open the door
And my melody can inspire every bird too.

It went down in her DM's.
I went down in the P.M.
Slip and Slide
Not tryna get caught by my B.M. (baby mother)
Creeping and sneakin
Always strapped up
Won't be caught by misplaced *****.
Guilty conscious,
But won't be me talking while I'm sleeping.
No hotel rooms
We practice our dalliance in the back seat.
No time for anyone to get any sleep in.
Stick and move
You're just this moment
And I won't get caught creepin.

You're not our problems
You're somewhere closer to the truth.
You're not our problems
They're just the personifications of the weakest parts of you.
Nothing last forever is always the easiest thing to say
But that never eases or sends the problem away.
Our problems drown us in oceans of sorrow.
Fighting to breach the aloft waves of pain
We tire ourselves until We and Our Problems,
Are one and the same.

You're not our problems
You're somewhere closer to the truth.
You're a warrior
But every story needs a villain too
Form not walls,
But bridges for kin.
For we do not know,
When we will face our antagonist,
Problems, again.

You're more beautiful than anything I've ever seen.
Infatuated with your morning face
Before layers of make up
And glistening hair from oil sheen.
You demand attention within every room
You're a perpetual storm of beauty
Just your existence makes angels swoon
You require no additives or extra fillings
Your allure is truly a gift from above
Without a proverbial ceiling.

You are woman
And everything I say is true.
You are woman
And we as man are truly blessed
To be allowed to exist beside you

I don't want to be
Just a friend
But you,
Yeah you.
You've friend zoned me,
Not once or twice
But it seems to happen,
Again and again.

So I can't listen anymore,
I can't be that friend.
I care for your problems,
Just not when they always start with him.

Yeah, I'm a little bitter,
Because I know I'd do you better.
But every time you have a problem,
You bring it my way.
How black clouds precede bad weather.

So you've run out of time
And I'm just that fickle.
I've found someone else;
But my heart will always yearn for you.
Just a little.

P.S.
No it won't,
won't even feel a tickle.
But since I'm gone
Have fun,
Becoming best friends with
A Damp Pillow.

I am Muslim.
Full of mistakes,
And far from a good one.

I'm a ****.
Not too far from a hood one.

I know whoever reads this
Has been labeled before
And not always good ones.

But You and I are the same,
H.U.M.A.N.
Honestly Understanding Mistake And Nproving.
We can't ever perfect.
So for those with labels,
Embrace them.
For your only Human
And labels are just small puddles in the rain
So roll up your pants
And dance through the pain.

I've loved you since before I knew it.
Your appearance,
Perfect.
Flawless, just the way God drew it.

Your smile, radiant.
Your eyes, deep.
Estatic that it is I,
That gets to crave every word
Your mouth speaks.
Any moment without you,
My heart weeps.

I've loved you since before time began.
Before the first grains enables this rat race to begin.
I've loved you before you loved yourself.
Never had the chance to say,
In sickness and in health.
I've loved you longer than I've ever known.
The mere thought of you inspires this poem.

I've loved you and don't even know your name.
But upon finding you my heart shall never beat the same.
For you are the Omega to my Alpha.
The Yang to my Yin.
But when I find you,
I'll leave this Earth loving you.
My Best Friend.

I am ME
For I am FREE
Uncontested, **NEVER BESTED

No one knows what it's like
To live as a ****
we have Hobbies,
Relationships
And we give Our kids hugs.

No one knows what it's like
To be Black all the time
For everyone to lock doors around you,
In fear of imminent crime.

No one know what's it like
To be Me
My problem are through the roof.
I take my anger out
Through poetry.

No one knows what it's like
To be Someone Else
I'm grateful to be here
Happy,
Alive,
And hopefully in good health.

If we all placed our problems on a table,
We'd take ours back.
That's a line I learned from a White gentleman,
Who looked at me for more than being Black.

Appreciate Everyone

Day in,
Day out.

Gambling pool of what I aspire for,
But I don't
Money on the table for what I could be,
But I won't

6 foot 3,
But a home full of Jerseys,
Isn't what I want
A felon with a rap sheet taller than him
Words with meanings, much smaller than him
Who am I?
Can we start over again?

Gentle,
But still a Giant
Has a temper,
But still compliant
Heart of gold,
Always defiant
Eternal war waging,
David Vs Goliath

Proving my mettle,
Harder than it seems
Maverick, something like Kanye,
* Getting Out Our Dreams

Feeling powerless,
But fighting on.
Chasing goals,
Dodging wrongs.
Fuel for today,
*Headphones On

Winter is upon us,
But I will not return.
For I have moved on
To the next chapter
As the pages turn.

Who I thought I was:
Flawless
Who I was:
Flawed
Who I think I am:
Something
Who I am:
Nothing
Who I want to be:
Amazing
Who I will be:
*Me

Striving to achieve goals for others
My Daughter
Staying true to ideals of another
My Mother
Constant vigilance so as to not be like my uncle's brother
*My Father

Guess what I'm writing about
Deez Nuts!
No seriously,
Not the thought we were going for?
So let's go a little more;
Maybe about the presidential candidate
Or the family jewels on my plate.
I'm trying not to laugh
Or bust a gut.
Maybe I can use Deez Nuts!
To bust in your guts.

Let's just rhyme.
I like big butts
(And I cannot Lie)
Or I might get in a rut
If you play with my nuts
And don't let my kids
Kiss your back or your ****
Or reach those guts.

Sidenote: I'm tan
Like a pharaoh, King Tut
But first,
Get Acquainted with me
Unless you're a ****.
Than you're more than welcome
To meet Deez Nuts!

Righting wrongs,
Pen strokes
No songs,
Stepping away from
Chasing thongs

So I do more than Say It
Never less when I Do It
For you I gotta Prove It
You're the goal
And I just gotta get to it.
Even though others want you
I know what I want to
And I hope it's mutual
And we can make this perpetual.

Just to clarify,
This isn't just ******
More of a pursuit based on intellectual.
With a little thirst,
Knowing I'll never be the first.
Just hoping to be your last;
Wanting more than just convos
Through our Apple and Samsung glass.
Just hoping to get past
These Instagram filter at last.

I miss when we couldn't tell you nothing
Now someone better tell you something
You're dealing with the Devil In A New Dress
But We all know you're Major
Sadly, you blew up on Sway faster than a dope dealer's pager.
And I know what I'm wearing Ain't Ralph Though
And I don't care how well Kim's mouth blows
I just want a new Workout Plan
OR find the guy who knew George Bush
Didn't care about black people
You Watched The Throne for so long
Only to achieve it
But this is your Homecoming
And I hope you receive it.
Lately, It's been a Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
And I'm not here to play the Blame Game
And maybe I'm too Late for Registration
But I'm just a College Dropout
Trying to make it to **Graduation

I still don't know what poem to write!
Write about the black man's plight?
Nah, oversaturated and a little too light.
So, ... We'll scratch that.

After this maybe someone will match that.
But seriously, maybe about me.
But I'm not free or open
And you don't wanna hear about how
I'm 24 years old and spent the last 12 smokin'
Ya probably think I'm joking.

But seriously,
Some would call this this writer's block.
Then what am I doing up here
Just wasting my 15 seconds of fame
Before I leave ashamed
Drowning my pain in a bottle
Of someone else's Success?

So who will it be tonight?
Jack, Remy or Jimmy?
But before I go
Do me a favor
Please applaud.

So I don't slump into a depression,
upon realizing my pocket's recession
So a flew claps can sway my pain
So please do me that favor
And don't let me leave ashamed!

I'm just expressing myself,
showing my values through pen strokes.
Writing poems for women in thin clothes,
Never really wanting to see how this pen can go.
Just chasing relations
As long as the next chick's real hair flows.
Not shallow
Just not very empathetic
Kind of a contradiction,
Seeing how my heart hangs by thin tethers.
In today's world, that's either light skin
Or just pathetic.
I'll answer myself;
It's the latter.
Scared of commitment
Like I'm living with a weak bladder
Causing problems that don't exist.
Find myself alone and just reminisce.
I'm my own downfall,
I'm just proud
I know where my flaws exist,
For that alone makes me
Flawless