Boots and braces
Don't make you racist
A blonde blue-eyed guild is a ****
Saying for old reggae for lazy youth
Stuck to a peaceful enterprise for the Rastafarian
Compete for the vibe
Subliminal suicide
Is the reggae jive part of the working class
Dress according to your passage of Rasta
Psalms for a whole way of life
Without racism for life ostensibly built on New York streets
A blue-eyed outlook on the train of thought in a prejudiced world
Yeats read by the minute in 70s England by the Poets Corner
Hyde Park willowing in the Summer of Peter Gabriel
The genesis of a change had been sold to us by the pound
An exchange with weighing guilt, ridden of luck
That men say the facts knowing

The guilt will stay with criminals forever
In the promised land, tried by the law of human nature

We miss you
The morning after every day
The breakfast isn't at the table, you were a friend
A brother to me
You brought me confidence
Though you pushed me around
And away
Although thinking it was the end
If you say I'm short
How come you're tall Marco
You tell me I'm a friend, Hermanos, Spanish are thin
Although I did feel a little skinny instead
This is a poem about a brother and his fated end

Is he coming home too soon
Oh, brother, you left with no doubts
Somehow in letters, I want your hand
Too bad the other Germans they want your name
A psalm reassuring father will get better will do the deed
Indeed, you are quite sly
You died on the battlefield
Without me

And you'll be coming home too soon
As the soldiers draw out
You'll be coming home too soon
I've never had anyone quite like you in the family
We're married and mark it as the page to our dead

Thunder talking away
The water makes a deadpan expression
Apparently, it has broken the levee
There are plenty of fish in the scenery
The colors of the water seem cold and pale
Like the bloodless sun, orange in the November rain
Rain falls like the hallowed name
Empty as the words unspoken and unsaid
The laying dead were rotting in the made bed
As the cat crossed the street in the red of the alleyway
At Abusey Junction
As I saw I placed myself in a mention some girl in compunction
Compunction is the feeling of regret
I had felt the loss of someone dead
Now I meet her alive in the flesh
The stray dog doesn't break its spirit until its rabid and dead
Stuck in the rabbit hole of poverty and bucket full of paint
Yes it's some schmuck who takes care of the government
That looks like it
White house
A titbit, a yesteryear
Making a smidgeon on the books I tear
Apologetic but delightful as a library in the storm
By learning more about the wisdom you take from unadulterated undulation
Rap that you heard
Over the grapevine with the bebop that you heard
Come in strong like Marley
Last long Davis, rhyming onomatopeia
Bumblepuppyish about ya
Now what in a toward glance
Due change your mind
On a place you find
The room with a view of the home you're in
I'm trying to find your sister under the meadow
The same weariness in lieu of the window at the funeral
Stained by rain of war undermining

Here you go
Your sparkling drink
Showing your visage in the empty coffers
Your place among the lifts and the escalators
Of my heart
A beer of sparkling gold
A conversation of the taste of wine

The Thunder turned the water
Into rain
The blue in the midst
Were the skies in the white clouds

Come along and let it go
The heartbreak is the same everywhere
You Roam
The home that stays with after a drink of
***
This is your turn to jump
From a crystal tower
Keep your visions to yourself
'Cause you're my crystal delight

You feel alone
Alone is in your head
You can't get out of this state of mind
Of boredom
But, somehow solitude is bliss
For someone, somewhere
Where being lonely was an issue of prejudice
Later, I learnt
That to truly be alone, I had to wake up to myself
Haunted by the fear
That every day the rabbit hole gets deeper
I learn more about myself day by day
I'm a politically-inclined sycophant
Who talks about what matters with fanatics
Pleading for change
Joining hands with the enemy

In the middle of the journey
I was stuck in the creek of the ladder
With a shadow of a doubt
A window ledge
A falling man on the mount
In danger
I had the specs and a major
The abstemiousness drew a couple of circles in rear
The car draws flames in the 70s
The precious simple daddy shake by the fire
Muscle cars blew across burnt charcoal
Close to burned edges of the ride
Society seems to have to joke a lot
Tell your ma and pa that we stand strong
There is a place in this life that holds me to the ground
Annoying as ever now stay in the now as you will need it every time
Every day
Touching upon the real stuff the real high
I was into the masterpiece
Of shaking hands with the devil all along

Stand together
Keep shoulders and arms at Bay
Oh captain keep the noise from
Blinding us in the can of aeolis
The grip of reality and canned prunes
Are dead poets on a platter
Everything is not about dead poets
We live lives beyond tethered dreams and flying kites
Lying in the nervous phase to change the verse of existence
Questioning my life and the forked away possibilities
The soul of a workman and the treasures are under the sea when living in a sinner's country
Don't you let me catch with your chicken
Oops how about being in the shadow and nerdy
Levity is great, but the jokes are boring
And I'm trying go old school
To break your fever and the fervor
The pay of future debts makes your life a little less financial
Getting into different niche
I love how you change the beat and the might eternity
To me God, you're just a covert cover up
Of the plentitude of evidence
Of a drive-by shooting
The peace symbol for the one's in the sacrificed syncopation of superstitious line
There's no place like my space near Jupiter

Why throw away yourself at another woman's arms
Peaches and cream and the passion and hardly writing
There's be no doubt y'all
A praise a worshipping phase of welling tears
And the years for your enemies making the time for your equals
Keep the pressure under the pager
Turn it on
Keep out of the park
It can't be found
Got personal
Took you out
Had pencil shades of your portrait
The hive the imagination of an old man
How's Dad and what's answer
Are gonna stay, play the same game
Home alone and never coming out
Staying at your place your T-shirt
Not taking a chance, it's too cold outside and
This is getting kinda cheesy

The sketches of you
Summer and stone cold like a buttercup under the weather
With the freaks and the underwriters and the scammers from the IRS
And terrifying nice try
There is a frozen expression
With the impression and the same way I was made for your pulse and energy
The rhyme and the distractions
Are pooling in the effect
With the range of motion foreign
There was a place I could stay and go to
They told to stay in the visions
They felt bad about us
And tell us to behave ourselves
And get better
From the start
The yellow cased window and the blue shirt
Made a green signal
Don't explore the art of the deal
The people ready to bawl at the sight
Of violence
There's no effort and no love
A couple of paintings of sadness

Trees grow vibrantly
By the roots
In the fall
In my picture of a thousand truths

I'm pumping out the place
With my lost
Trace of my relatable life
Moving on from the memories
Lay in a ball change the stories for the diaries
With the journals and manuals
You can be my boy
And men in the ill convoy
We make a great team
Lets jester and yap about the time to jam
Treat for the test in the yellow lane in the floating vehicle
Shameless
and excited
As I am punished by my incitement
It ain't nothing nice
It's a ruse
Well understood and I told not do that yourself
Do it to their breadwinners and fathers
Part of the same human race
Class of men
Freed by the chains of enemies

College's out
School for summer
Train your dragon
In the learned down out from the Compton
Play the whips and chains of excitement
Cognized by the frenzied sight
The best grab on the weapon
And handle of the automatic
Send half of it
Never lay on the better half
With dull knife
Looking like Steven Seagal
Retired
Lifeless
And Sen and dead
What to dread about and the jello on my cell sandwich
With the glue in the prison
The criminals on top of me
With the inmates got me out of no more
WIth hallow of God's Plan and **** as surviving
Out of this follow
I don't follow
Change in the unchanged evidence
The lawyer never get out of this crime no more
You could get me a better sentence
Than guilty
You could give me a better sentence than not guilty
With the easy esoterism
And friendly people broke beg with shoplifters
Nearby by the bikini bike clad drinking Alabama queen
Keen and Ken got close to Barbie
Nearer than the relations to that girl
Shack as hell and clothes look Nice
Stomped out of the bet
Running on the track keeps them
Out of the dropping beats down on the loop rack
Cassette holder, scene and action

Norman grew a beard
For old times
Sake, salacious in every respect.

Walk this way
Take it from the river down in the east
A place down the west
Taking the troubles of my mind
Johnny has gone south
With his guitar in the wind
The hearing's tomorrow Summer
Where's the bride
She's in court for the hearing
It's Bonnie And Clyde
And the sea of dreams
Turning upside down
There representation of something unique
A pleasant hook
Of reality
There is a pressure to create
And develop the time, I **** and feel
I know and breathe
Among Murderers And COnvicts
As one person among the dead
As many in dread
As many dread my exorcism
The hollow breaths
The ghastly sharp sensations
The terrible tools of simpletons
These ghosts just sift through your river Styx
Like me

It's a wrap
Time's so slow
I can't feel the grip
There's someone holding on
I must be revealing my inner lead
How can describe something you can't feel
There is no inner innateness inundate the tribe called quest
A rap or rhyme
There is no line between the meters of doubts
The gravity of distance and separation
Been apart for too long
There must a deprived
Get him a wager
Make him eat tuna
And drink tea
Simple as bliss
Frescoe
Dope as hell
The mic on the trap and wasn't looking for more
I wasn't answering more
Can you try the reason and the rhyme
See the rhyme and reason and groove in the might beat
Falling off the floor
Causing a ****
In a teardrop following a scene
Take the gun
Gun the Statue Of Liberty
Find the spot
In the New York State Of Mentality
In this mind where we reach]
Their treason for the unforgiven leftists.
In The Bridge To The Crime

In the existence
You will
Find your bliss
With the essence of pepper
A simple passage of paper
Of the vociferous vulpine in the green forest
Unseen in this coniferous leaf
Cerulean eyes gaze at the frozen lake
Miracles of Strangers
Foxes running from every empty glass of water
Taking away the serried scenes of defafening silence
There must some way to keep this away
From the authorities
I must confess
I have been deprived
It has been for long
But, not for eternity
With the same breath
I turn
My life
My love
Peace walks among shadows of crowds that you can't explore
Type so slow, I probably haven't typed a word
I'm censored
I'm spoken
I'm in love
In the beleaguering bliss

Something's up
With the right places
And plasters I can tell
Which one's the island
In the distance
Of the expanse of your parades
Your merit and bandit of pirates
The semblance for the redacted statement
Edit in this winter
Summertime
The hard lines that I told daddy
Ahead of the dreams of rain
Under the thunderous clap
And some laughter
With the hail of popcorn
On my lap
A failed abstrusity
A strange reality
Different shades for race

You have talent
If you can live
In someone's skin
With
Poise

And will it end with the pressure to know it all
Couple receive and cops in the drug cartel
Life's tough
Touch the sky
***** the highs
And respect the lowly butchers in the neighbourhood
The loan sharks
Are superfly
With the credit
Don't deal the wrong classic case of trusting

Within the love life
The killer trapdoors lie
Trust the spirit
おく に ひと
いちのおわあり ひとりでしゅ
なんだ こと だ

Seems flavorful to keep you in the tub
Of warm water
And drink alcohol in the heat
Of the timbre
THe moment could be to soon
The realms of the moments could be too soon
The seams of the December
TO AVANT Garde?
THe Scurrilous ******* tried and tested at the trial
Tryst with Destiny

A queer and epicure
A problematic diet
A teenage workout
I had to go to the prison bar
Lcked out my cell
Push ups on the go
With the trust in my heart
There was despair
I was raised to go
Home
Stay at home
Different shades
Take it from here
Better believe
You never stay same similarly
Indeed there's a reassurance
iknow
Somthing in your mind
Hard ot get, hard to figure out
SOmething bothering you
Man the racism isn't
There
It's the hate
THe sympathy and liberty
With the justice of a sullen symbol
Of sudden death
Of sombre nation
With the fearlessness
With the challenge of scale and bellicose resistance
I better work and stomp out the hate
THat I have
I was little I wanted to stay at the home
Away from the cigarettes that close ones ask for
If you knew me my face
Even the Devil wouldn't recognize
Trust me a face in the
Neu ce fleur

Se sont sous vide
A french ramble
Parles vous francaise
Gatsu

A better believe that an Old Joke
Makes my life better and jokes better
And life miserable can be solved
Je suis voulons decrie
Je mais

THere is a sound of a ringing bell
It reminds me of the teacher
I owed in a wedding
She's the wife of the Prime Minister of France
A French Education
Tepid Madame Delacroix
Treat to know a nice lady
Thou art in the greatest marble
But, marbles are too many
They fall from my hands
And get away
From a reconnaissance
A string of lies
Each lie
The hair of that old haggard lady
Still tittilates me

The 1,2,3,and n....
In the even sheep
Don't you have a fence of number of fences
Stuck with the trances
With traces of your shade
Of the heartbroken charde
I never delivered so liberal a time
I'm confused for stop and forgot show, autograph
A compelling record
I must express a little doubt
A stunning time, a ssudden revered soul and you doubted me before
A long time before in Detroit
It wasn't the North
I'm lost
I'll take from the top
Before I get low
So where girls at, there song for the start cap
Continue the syllabus of literature excellence
I never amuse with a victorious gain
I love the way you spin

Take yourself seriously
If you have a grip over yourself
You won't' be lonely
When you hold yourself together
This feeling is too good to be true
You empty in the kitchen
Stuck in the fridge
Holding out the chunk of crippling debts in the fever of silent radiance

At the trepidation of parents
Who died under the samurai sunrise
WIth night and MIG
Midnight Japan you were down
Your harried across the floor
Out the ******* door
Can't you see I'm trying to walk
Through this just society
Trees of a bad movie
You'd just seen.

The pace of change has indeed exceptionally rapid. Imagine the no. of deaths due to gun violence. That will keep increasing. From 72000 people dying. We have gone through iconic times. commemorated as songs and places. When you think about difficult beginnings. I believe that is how it starts. And that's where it ends for most people who devoted their life to absolute justice of mind and space. I want to be a liberal and a progressive one, and no one should keep a grudge against a poor racial radical subject of a bellicose caricature with significant damage to that insightful little things, things and you can read between the line and the ratio of the temperate cultures and the simple-minded people seem so graceful, but, heralding scams of innocent members of society of a melancholy shade of temerity. The joke "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit and the highest form of intelligence.

The more you write the better young et
With the raging heart mumbling
In his sleep
Can't you tell
There is no praise for her mother
Can it be

Haiku jam
Years alone
There is a stowaway
On a boat
It is banana
Banana boat

You could run from the past
Or face it
Or hide from it
In the future

Right words
Right heart
A broken hearing

If you read between the lines
The lines
change with every haiku

Reading the quarters
I get a vivacious vibe that Om
This is happening
There is spiritual in this careful world.
Only with the lethal caution
Die
Too direct
Listen to music
Harmless people
Think of warm sunny winters
and calm perfect sun and lemonade
With your dear friend stuck in the classroom smoking a classy disparate subject
WIth a lack of stream of achievement
Keppler looks like an unapproachable subject
With the right direction up
Up
You can get down with the right people
Deeply in touch with you
Is she
lose her one day
She dies
With the flower

With society
Don't give a **** about
A person's misery
an innocent girl lurks
A presence in the state of memories
Without a doubt
A feeling
That seems too real
Say it with me Photons excite as much as the other girl you like
TO help you stay confident

Keep posting poets
Keep out losers
Who think short words aren't tough
With the heartaches
Some of your soul carries
An ellipse stands beside you
Like a sun
Like the sky
WIth stars SOmetimes with Orion, Post Minor Fortuna

Ghostwriters live with through the past
Times in crisis
You can rely on a shoe
A horse, where you lay your berries and doubts
With a capacity
Where do you go with fruits of a French painting
In a stolen
Forged solution
You're trapped
But you can get out there is a fine line of apocryphal doubt
But, with the setee straightened out
With the bow tie kept in your box
With no bone or war buckled on shoulders
There would be no narrative
An opportunity to get enraptured by the essence of something personal
With an ego is as dissociated
With a fresh feeling in blue tweaks of watered bushes
In the cold roses and the peaches
In the present day
Of the sycophant
The colourful mind
With a road behind him to keep enchanted
By its presence
With the years behind
The longest conversation I had with myself
I just thought someone read and knows
The end

The magic of thousand fires
Burns bright
In the dark
A sight for sore eyes

The romance of the yesteryears
Keep the flight of a dance
In the bumblebee synergy
Seems it's all fears
And peas and carrots
Like a stew of yellow lamps and orange shades
The recipe of a direct disaster
Amida the raids
Of a rationed battleground
The war breaks in the sunny west
Where the winter's bright
With the summer it seems
Setting on the night as it's trenchant
Of our near and dears
Peace takes a mind
Of Breed
A pedigree
Of leaks
Terrain is firm
The standing ground is high
With the music low
The yodeling from the south
From my northern seastorm

The world is an oyster
They say
But it could change
An oyster
In the ancient aquatic
Abyss

The rush of the land
The *** is formed
In the minefield
The land and rush of blood
To the head

******* at the shoes
And stuck in the
Time Warp
Imagine that
If you get caught in a problem
Hope I can take care of you

******* at the shoes
A simple beat
A promising feeling
Waking in the morning
Feeling the place in my heart

A heart's a place
Where keep that key
Every now and then
Channeling the inner fury
The visions slip into time

The pervading norm
Be a normal citizen
With a heart of gold
Cause this is a heart of silver
In a gold mine
Of strangers
Of this purple Haze
Finished in a black handbag
The same gun
The purse carries
Things that keep trapped hearts
Shut
The same hall you've been through
With some fool's dream
Or nightmare of the city lights
Around the star's constellation
The person that you were
Will not be the same, to you once more

You could inspire a nation
If you were the right color
Of a white yet black race

Washington had never seen a grin
On an American face
Till now
It had war written all over it
But, the battle had just begun
The trees had dropped dead
In the icy breeze
Catching a glimpse of the water
In the icy calm of Delaware...

Preface
Hessians and Brits
Were in their rightful wits
They were jostling for another win
After losing New York


For Washington, it meant the ****
"Victory or Death" so it seemed

The American Plan
Historians say we were 3000 troops short
But, I say we were 2400 brave men up
The crossing of the Delaware River
Became the manoeuvre of the 18th century

December 26, 1776
The whistling of winds amidst wailing bloodied soldiers
The fury of gunfire ripping the chests of a hundred Hessians
The command of American advancement with 2400 troops
All led to cover taken behind the Trenton houses
By the British stooges

The End Of Hessian Troops
Germans had become notorious for drinking
And by now
Their senses had yielded
And the night had redacted their bloodthirst
One must say,
Warriors glance and prospect
Winners celebrate and revel
Americans were about to
Descend unto sudden death without suspicion or suspect
However, with sudden death comes everlasting glory

For example, a battle of belligerence depicted by Emanuel Leutze in "Washington Crossing The Delaware"
That was the Battle of Trenton, my friends at Hello Poetry

If I had prayed for every time I wanted to become a wolf. I'd have become you and you'd become me. A wolves cry howling "bon appetit."
The more I look, the bitterer I become.
The less I look, the wiser I become of things seemingly out of my hands.

What's it gonna take
To keep you alive
How much can I take
Out of this goodbye

What's it gonna take
To make fall asleep
Rest assure that
The heat's in my ear
Keeping nibbling
Baby

Hey darling
Look at those cubicles
Of couples staring
Into each other's eyes
Without a care

Hey duckling
You keep pouting
And crying
What's gonna take from me
To keep those tears from rushing

You'll live for
Many years
In broken heart's core
Gosh, what an ache

Hey darling
Lemme brush that hair
Lemme cut a piece of it
Play with it on your fair skin

Oh babe
You're making me sad
Cuddling right next to me
Your chin tucked in my hand

Oh babe
It's going crazy y'know
The love that we shared
It's meant for centuries

You're my...
Mine
All mine

My kind of loner

If I touch you
Tell me immediately
I want to know your inner
Motions
That make those desires
That turn your metaphors
Into emotions
Love can't be grasped
But, I guess I have the concept
Abreast
Life's loss is found in the souls of many loved ones
Life cannot be framed in the right words
So, stumble over yourself
And get that girl you always wanted
She'll pick out the right sentence
You will not have to worry about speaking the right words
Have you ever been in love?
My love
It's like looking into a mirror
And imagining the day never ends
Kind of like looking through the window
Of your eyes
And not having to look at my insecurities
In the textures of your soul

When painting one does not think
When writing one does not imagine
Of how imprisoned their souls can be
When we imagine of vast scapes
Of Seas
We realize there are only a few
Fish in the sea
Meant for us to catch
That's a catch to life
I'd love to say I have a catchphrase
For every time I stumble on my obstacles
Then I remember it was deja vu
That I came to find my mistakes
Like thousand splendid suns
Nurturing a million flowers
For the billion bees in synergy