Looking at the clouds while the wind blow
Looking at the clouds from my window.
Fallen leafs on the floor
Died never to bloom again

Your home is the open sky
Slowly flop your wings an fly
Such a sweet blue J oh my
Little blue farewell goodbye.

Friend will I see you again?
If so can you tell me when
When dear friend, tell me when
When will I see you again.

I just wish you could speak
A friend like you I did seek
When we met your wings were weak
But I put water by your beak.

Every chance you got you leap
Princless memories, not cheap
You played till you fell asleep
I wish you was mine to keep.

Our friendship felt so true
Everyday I think of you
Blue I won't dear forget you
I sure wonder how you do

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

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

As the moon went the sun came
Birds whistle I hear train

Blue skies ravens cry
The bus stop cars drove by

Like close friends in a committed relationship,
Love and hate will always be friends,
He who you openly love
Him you secretly hate
He who you openly hate
Him you secretly love,
Found deep in the hearts of men,
The great spirits love and hate
Like two powerful kings
Love and hate controls our hearts.

Looking at my corps in the coffin while people cry
People saying things they should've told me before I die
So helpless I laid there
I wanted to move but I couldn't
I wanted to cry but no tears flue
I screamed as loud as I could
As I laid in a beautiful coffin of wood
It's like everyone was deff
It's either everyone was deff or they were ignoring me
Hey it's me
I'm over here in the corner
Can anyone hear me?
I guess not
It's like I was there but no one could see or hear me.
I wanted to move but my legs had no life
I try to get up but I was no longer in control of me
I couldn't move my fingers or toes
I try to open my eyes but they were tightly closed
I wondered to myself
Like maybe I was dreaming,
And if I was when will I wake up
To me it was a dream but to everyone it was reality
Goodbye I said as I watch them lower me into my bed

I bet when you smile it seem like the sun doesn’t exist, I bet when you cry the angels roar in the  abyss, I bet when you die the clouds an stars will cry, I bet when you cry soft feathered birds wipe your eyes

I could feel their eyes
I could almost here them cry
Celestial tears pouring from the sky

I have a feeling that when you smile the stars an ten million suns won't be able to compete with your smile.
I heard that when you were in heaven you were the most beauteous angel the Lord created.

Looking down while I fly,
Soaring across the skies
As my wings spread
I spotted a big piece of bread
This is the life that I am forced to live
Life under 40th bridge.
Sometimes a lady feed me in the morning,
And at nights
I wonder how will I eat after she die
The water that I drink is black and *****,
And lights flashes in my eyes at night,
And cars drive above me every night
Sometimes I don't sleep
I am always trying to find something to eat
Tall buildings surrounds me,
Very tall buildings
No trees!
I am force to eat whatever is on the floor
Sometimes I find bread rice
And maybe pieces of chicken and chips
Living to die!
A few weeks ago my wife gave birth
Now I have another mouth to feed.

They say two wrongs don’t make a rite,
But if they keep doing you wrong why do them rite.

Music is art.
Music is the art that you don’t see.
Music is the art that you feel.

Is it possible to die before you die?
Dying internally before externally
Are we been watched by the garden eye
I knew someone who died internally.
Despite the sorrow of death life prevail
After a flower fades another bloom
After one ship sunk another ship sail
After sunny skies comes night’s gloom

Life is my wife, her and wisdom
One day I will  dwell in their kingdom.
Therefore I shall be wise
Then my wings, twice my size

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

It is raining inside
It is raining outside
I lost an angel
Her tears fell on my face.

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


Poem type: Quick Four

They say there is a life after life but I’ve never seen a dead man come back to life
I'm not bashing religions or beliefs
I'm just simply saying this opportunity is not relievable,
Or if this opportunity is relievable no proof has been documented in history of anyone who lived died an came back has the same person

Mankind came to earth and we were supposed to live with the flow of nature but instead we try to find out too much about nature. Nature was supposed to remain the way we found her, but instead we interrupt the plans of Mother Nature. Everyday we move around a piece of a puzzle that was already solved. We think that we are solving a puzzle but we are slowly destroying nature and killing ourselves. There are many places that was supposed to remain sacred but explores explored and revealed some of the secrets to the world. Nature is beautiful yet dangerous. Nature is everything that surrounds us. Nature is the heaven that we hope for. "We were standing on holy grounds" but we defiled the heavens and corrupt the heavenly palace. Now we are paying for our wicked deeds. Everyday someone die and is taken away from the heaven that we didn't  appreciate and eventually everyone will die and nature will heal herself and maybe give mankind another chance to live in heaven.

Sometimes I glimpse things lurking in the shadows
Maybe there are people who have a clear view of the unknown

My day started great,
Yet a demon laid in wait.
I ran as soon as I saw him
Before he could start talking.

Loneliness is a feeling no one should bear
Tell her how you feel, maybe she care
I dear you to bring her roses
Ask her out on a date
She may say yes
She may say no
But you wouldn’t know until you try

When I was comin to America I didn’t know why but you are my reason for being here.
In a few years you won’t be walking around with your dad last name.

Don't be surprise if your valentine's day gift is me chocolate an roses an maybe a big blue teddy bear.

The color of our skin shouldn't define who we are and how we are treated.
The pigmentation of our skin shouldn't segregate human beings.
It is foolish to fight amongst ourselves.
What are we fighting for black and white?
What are we fighting for hot and cold?
Clearly blacks came from a tropical environment,
And clearly whites came from frigid environment.
Colors where invented by I don't know who,
And for I don't know what,
But we use colors to segregate ourselves,
And we should be ashamed of ourselves.
There is much more to life than segregation,
Hopefully one day we will recognize the importance of each other

I'm a god like Zuse
My kind is been hunted like muse
They trying to sink us like titanic
Isn't that so ironic

We are amphibians?
Think about it we were in the womb filled with water and other precious substances,
Connected to our mothers umbilical cord.
We swam an ate in water then we were born out of water thereafter we adapted to life out of the womb which means we are amphibians.

We are related to frogs?
I wonder what other amazing genes the human body consist of.

That means mermaids are related to frogs
Which means humans are related to mermaids
And mermaids are related to us.

We are also closely related to lions simply because lions test there dominancy and so do we. Fighting for respect and power.

I’m just trynna be alone
So they won’t miss me when I’m home
Angels in the palace like yo little bro welcome home.



Kevarie Leslie.
10.28.22

Trust is rare, loyalty is uncommon
One dishonest situation can change a friendship  forever.
Finding a loyal friend is like seeing a shooting star.
Trusting a person is like walking on a meager line of thread

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?

Living with no mom no dad
No pain no love no hate.
The lovely feeling I felt is gone
The feeling of love moved on

Even if we were together
Things wouldn't be much better.
I use to walk by her
She was hot, pequin pepper

I wonder what will happen
I may never see her again.
At least I saw her before
Her smile were ten thousand suns,
And her eyes are galactic stars for sure

Spiritual beens singing, choir of birds
Beauteous birds, school of birds
Went to school like birds
Life, teacher of all
Watch her fall
Here her call

Love don’t exist it’s just a feeling that we made up
It’s fake what you see its just hate wearing make up
Lust in the form of love feel high like you just roll one
Heartbreak around the corner connoisseur  about to pour one

Perhaps my heart wonders without assurance
Yet I'm sure she misunderstood mere words
Eventually grant her unforgettable reassurance
Her God like attire mirrors angelic birds

Saw Mona Lisa in a dream an she told me my work is the greatest art Da Vinci never seen.
She broke my heart. Kilt me crime scene.
The coroner came try to pick up the pieces but a heartbreak leave no evidence to identify the cause of death. The father the son I was a ghost with heart break written all over my lung.

I see blue skies
I see white clouds
I see dry trees
I see snow particles blowing in the breeze.

Snow everywhere
Fresh winter air
Snow covering the willow
Snow blowing on the window.

Rocking chair
Pick a pear
Sea is near
Be tho scare
Just a joke
Rule revoke
Break a yoke
Children cry
Blind by lie
Cain untie

I was glancing at the great blue sky
Then a gorgeous little bird flew by
Soon the bright sun mysteriously appear
Then suddenly many dark clouds disappear.
I cheerfully admire the beauty of nature,
And I elegantly examine each lovely creature
So eagerly I gazed on the ground
As a charming little bee danced around.
Many animals are found in the jungle,
But the colorful Lories parrots are so humble
Whenever the sun beams on their feathers
They resemble many remarkable flowers .
The clear sky is very adorable tonight,
And I enjoy looking at the graceful moonlight.

How would I fly with broken wings and no feathers
How would babies be born with no mothers
How would fishes swim without water
How would a book be written without a author
How would a building be built with no blueprint
How would you not see through a window with no tint
How would the sky be created with no creator
How would the imaginary line be with no equator
How would birds fly without gravity
How would the rich feel the poor pain with no poverty
How would we walk with no feet
How would we eat with no teeth
How would fruits grow with no tree
How would we get honey with no bee

Beautiful Words
Flying like birds
Stomping like herds

Broke egg shell
Ring dumb bell
Giggle bell
This is hell
Spoken well
Computer dell
Get up fell
Get up stan
Future plan
Gifts like sand

Living life everyday without being sure what will happen tomorrow
Sometimes I become sad at the simplest thought
The thought that we have no clue what will happen
Life is a surprise and I am opening gifts
Many of those gifts I don't want,
But I have to take them anyway
Destiny can be changed and I am a cashier,
But certain things in life no one can change.
Sometimes I wish I could go back into the womb
Born again,
To be born again
I would love to be given a another chance
The chance just another chance
For the past few days I have been writing
And everyday I learn something new
A new day a new life is born
A new day someone die
Life is so exquisite yet so dark
The way we came into this world is mysterious
Life in the womb
Babies breath in the womb in water,
And they don't drown,
And they eat from whatever their mom eat
Oh I admire the beauty of life
The way the baby brain is develop,
And the way every baby is born different.

Yes it's proven that the world is round but not much love spread around. Among us dwell the beast desperately hungry for blood. Among us dwell beauty and the heart of love.