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  Apr 2015 Jamie King
DC raw love
Isn't it funny how things trend

Fashion,
The latest, men's jeans is on a comeback
I didn't know they left

Indiana Jones,
what's up with that,
is it a name for people to do crazy ****

Amazing birds,
I have been amazed with birds all my life,
I wish I could fly and **** on people.

Carne De MiCarne,
A fancy word for Barbecue
I like the back yard barbecue,
I can pronounce that.

Women tax,
is that like black tax,
they should be charged
with all the money I spent on females

the famous controversy
the blue and white dress
or is it black and gold
what the **** do I care
i don't wear dresses

Recipies/Food
why do when I follow the directions
it never comes out the same as the picture
I eat enough as it is already

TV Shows
The food network, just make me hungry
How it 's made, why do I care
CNN news, they can beat a dead horse to death
The UFO channel, haven't seen a flying object yet,
except when a girl may through something at me

Gadget's & TV infomercials
They drive me up the wall and they never work
that's why they give you a bonus
5 for 1 price

Don't want to drag this out so here is the last one

What's up with black girl names
shaqunda, liqunta, shaletta, and so on

Just last week I found out that a young black poet
named Sha'Condria "iCon" Sibley had wrote a poem about this.
It went viral, the Dailey show talked about it,
The Washington Post wrote about it
between twitter, youtube and instagram
she got over a million hits

Check it out on youtube it's called
Little black girls with long names

My hat is off to her and I respect her
for taking Poetry to the next level for us

Thanks for all the chatting and writings,
you guys and gals are great here on HP
  Apr 2015 Jamie King
Just Melz
Regretting Some Past Mistakes
Realizing what's actually At stake
Feeling so helpless and confused
So many memories of your abuse
Screaming, kicking, punching
Just too much fighting
You always knew the best ways to hurt me
Now you wanna take away what means everything
Like your final play to torture me
For eternity
What right do you have to judge me?
To look down upon me?
I am only all that you've made of me
This so called monster that you love to hate
Is just the manifestation of what you helped create
You WILL regret this
In the end, you will lose
I won't let you win, not again
They'll realize what you're trying to do
Remembering the years of abuse
And they'll HATE you
You can never destroy a mother's love
Although I know you're willing to try
When I win this battle for what I hold dear
Don't come crawling to me with tears in your eyes
Cause I won't be here
PLEASE CLICK THE LINK

This link will explain the situation, I'd appreciate any help anyone could offer me, I may write like I'm strong but I'm honestly scared to death of losing my babies.

http://www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5
  Apr 2015 Jamie King
Denisse
You help me to recover in the state of confussion
In a room of uncertainty where things are all in blurry
The million thoughts in my mind
You gave me a reason to pour it down and inked it.

You'd shown me how clueless it will be if it is left stored
Maybe your touch told me to break the barriers
Because i read in your eyes a classic story
That made me realize that I can still made the most meaningful form of poetry.
You clean up the mess.
You've touched my heart through a very small spark,
Just as a flower blosoms after the winter
And the ship settle after the storm.
A poem I made about two weeks ago. It's like you extremely want to write but you are terribly low and when you try to write, everything messed up. And one day, all the passion came back bacause you found another reason, another story to write.
~~
*When I saw grandma was spinning yarn at moon
Mother's lullaby was just a fairytale
The measure would not have to weigh the legs
Flew colorful kites in the sky
Had a chat with friends at idle hours
The dreams came but never went with wind
We, all friends were wandering in a fairyland
The words of the poem as the rain came
She loved to hear the poems
When romance flowed with blood
Air, flowers said Spring
When in a lazy Summer afternoon  
She stood at my door
Sitting beside me
Sang a song of future
Lost ourselves
When time moved in the forth dimension  
You and me
Sometimes Sunshine,
Sometimes Rain
Horizon spoke with Rainbows
Then dreams played with my blue Sky
And I was bright as the Evening Star
 ~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
~
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  Apr 2015 Jamie King
cody dale
tick tock
goes the clock
seconds to minutes
hours to days
months to years
in time we sit
awaiting what is to come
wasting time with the lady
who runs us all
she abuses us
by threatining to **** us
slowly and menacingly
she creeps up on us
when we least expect it
and moves ever so slow
when we want her to pass through
untill the end we await
with lady time
dont let the lonely days hold you back
you dont know when the hour glass will run dry
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