"Love,
Should be a wonderful thing,
It's an impossible thing,
So many people in ya' contacts,
Its an optional thing,
The Audacity of this generation slumping out thing,
This a when in doubt thing,
No conversation,  never started,
I'm cool with it,
Not having a connection is my expertise,
I need another drink for all the women that I didn't waste time on,
Say you wanna' be friends but still ghost me,
Have you no shame.."

(Full poem below)

If you don't have
                      Any enemies,

You can't
             Judge your friends

You can't make
               the pigeon fly
                         If it doesn't unfold its wings

Reading newspaper doesn't enhance knowledge;
It rather creates negativity!

The brother

Is the density of the leaves

That

Keep covering the twigs

From

The scorching heat

You might be right,
But try to understand those too
Who say you are wrong,
And if u do so,
You are the most sensible and prudent person

Good speakers create good listeners

Independence is not the wings of a bird
It's the choice to open wings to fly

If you
can't give
a better idea

Remain silent

Because someone is very serious
                         to reach his destination

Don't throw hate over me
Don't push my dreams into the sea
I do breathe like you
Though I'm black in hue

It's not my fault at all
I'm black at his call

Black is sapphire like me
Black is Jasper like me
Black is menalite like me
Black is granite like me
Black is rose like me
Black is gloss like me
Dont throw hate over me
Dont push my dreams into the sea

I wanna fly in the blue
Though I'm black in hue
O my bro it's not my fault at all
I'm black at his call

Let me fly in the blue
Let me sing like the cuckoo
Though I'm black in hue
Let me fly in the blue
Let me sing like the cuckoo

Brilliant minds
                Don't ignore their mistakes

But rather
        they correct them to move ahead