I know your love ones where killed
My love ones where also killed
But what will we gain from killing each other more bloodshed an gloomy tears?
Please don't be flourish
Ignorance is the road to destruction
Why destroy what was meant to be?
The natural bound between Coffee an Tea.

A human that's who I am.
Why fight for skin complexion?

What if death is life
What if Eve wasn't Adam wife
What if Abel killed Cain
What if someone cry before is rain


Kevarie O. Leslie

02/20/16
Kevarie O. Leslie

Ruf, Ruf, Ruf, I cried as I waged my tail
Ruf, Ruf, Ruf, I cried as I licked my pail
Ruf, Ruf, Ruf, I cried as I stick my tongue out
Ruf, Ruf, Ruf, I cried, sometimes I wish I could shout.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice
Then I began to cry Ruf, ruf, ruf,
Yet no one reply, Ruf, ruf,ruf
My mouth was dry.
After crying for hours, then I went to sleep
After I woke up, then I saw my owner’s jeep
Ruf, ruf, ruf, I cried
Ruf, ruf, ruf, yet no one replied.
Then I began to look around
Soon I noticed water on the ground
I was thirsty so I licked the floor
Then I ran to my pan for some more.
Ruf, ruf, ruf I rejoice, as I wag my tail
Ruf, ruf, ruf, I rejoice as I drank water from my pail.

Women should be respected
But if they don’t respect themselves
Who will respect them?
On social media they advertize themselves
For material things, they degrade themselves

Poem Type: Real Five

Nine months in heaven
Slid out her womb
I’m almost twenty seven
It seem so soon


Poem type: Quick Four

Date: 12/08/16

Who could it be
Singing synchronize harmony
It climbed in the tree
Yet no one to see  
Voices tickling its eardrums
As it staggered in the wind
Who could it be
Singing synchronize harmony

Living in a blue expensive mansion
The richest man that ever lived
He was so rich and wise,
Not even king Solomon was as wise as him,
But for some reason he had two gardens
The first garden contained priceless flowers
Fair flowers that grew great blossoms,
And multiplied in there seasons
This beautiful garden was the rich man's joy.
The second garden contained cheap flowers
Gloomy flowers that bloomed no blossoms,
And never multiplied in there seasons
This homely garden was the rich man's sorrow
But the rich man had faith in the second garden,
And the gardener wonderful why
Then one day the rich man saw a tiny flower
A tiny flower growing in the midst of the garden
A tiny flower with humongous petals
Petals like unto the rainbow
Petals that dazzled in the sun
Then the rich man recognize the true purpose of life.