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.

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.

Oh I’m quickly flowing forward like time
Though the road be narrow and sour like lime
Though the road be rough, like mountain I climb
Oh I’m quickly flowing forward like time.
Struggling in general is a part of this life
Challenges make you stronger, so quit not
If the tree is rootless, soon it will rot
Swiftly plant solid roots deep into ground
We are soldiers on earth, born into war
Be prepared for war on this battleground.

Life is something that no one can explain
So mysterious the sun moon an rain.
Today could be honey
Tomorrow could be bitter
It hurts my soul to see the homeless in the winter

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.

Me: I’m just Jamaican mix with a little bee maybe that's why I'm so sweet.
If you ever speak German or French and look me in my eyes imma just propose to you.
I won't even wait to get to know you.

Her: Well I know a little French.

Me: Oh so you know a little French huh so when I see you I'm proposing an we getting married the next day.
You don't have to worry about saying yes because you already said yes in my dreams

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

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

Blue skies ravens cry
The bus stop cars drove by

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.

Date: 09/02/15
Poem Type: Forbidden

Coming soon to society,
Drastic punishments shall fall upon humanity

Isn't destroying the ozone layer  a very dense decision?
To be honest I think mankind have a hidden plan

Is Area 51 the main earth base for experiments?
Or maybe there is a top secret society wherein critical researches are conducted

Terrible gases escape through small and large holes in the ozone layer, so therefore we shall slowly self destruct.

This is what's told unto us
This unknown doctrine
Is it true?
I don't have a clue,
But maybe I will find out before the moon forever change to red, but that's if the moon ever turn into red.

Kevarie O. Leslie

Flowing like a shallow river are my thoughts
Thoughts of money,
Thoughts of her,
Thoughts of life,
Thoughts of death,
Thoughts of good,
Thoughts of evil,
And the battle continue
A battle to the grave
By infinity thoughts I am enslaved.
A simply choice can change a lot
It's like a chef with an empty ***
The wrong ingredients can destroy the end result
The wrong choice can destroy your future.
As nature wait to be delivered from the hands of men
So do I wait for judgement call
At the day of death I will be born
At the day of death I will be free
Like a baby from the womb I will depart in gravity

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 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?

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

Swing those hips, move those hands
Stomp those feet, music is so sweet
The vybs is rite
It's a Saturday night
If you bump someone it's alright.
Look to the left, look to the right
Everyone is having fun tonight.

When I die burry me next to my sister
Maybe then when we resurrect in the next life we will be close to each other.

Sometimes I wonder when we die where we go. Do we go anywhere or do we just vanish from existence.

Thy anger I shall deflect
Thy energy I shall reject
Thy ways are not correct.
A heart of hate is like unto heavy weight,
So lets exercise love, then shall our hearts be as free as the clouds above.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

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

You will never forget
That first kiss
Sometimes you sit
An reminisce.
Those good times you had
Which slowly became gloomy and sad
Those memories,
Those memories,
Those unforgettable memories.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

Sometimes you laugh
Sometimes you cry
For that one special girl or guy
True love will never die.
Love may fade
Like flowers in the winter,
Love may bloom,
Like flowers in the summer.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

Pouring out your heart to a broken girl is like pouring water in a bag with holes.

A blank with no words is like a plate with no food
Or a wingless bird
As my thoughts fly so also do time
As long as the sun and the moon exist life will exist
As long as the fountains of water continue to flow
Breeze will continue to blow
As long as the ocean is crowded with rare mythical creatures
Life will go on.
I wonder where is the main fountain of water,
And I wonder how much longer will it flow,
And I wonder where that fountain of water flows from.
Is there on who knows?

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

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.

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 wonder who will miss me when I die
I wonder who will wish they got to say goodbye,
I wonder who will laugh and who will cry,
Yet when I die, someone shall be born,
On one side it’s a rose, on the other side it’s a thorn;
It’s the cycle of life, He knows why,
Oh He the creator of the phenomenal sky,
You said unto Noah be fruitful and multiply.
Men is like unto a grain of corn,
Or the animals that live in a born;
Today we bloom as a beautiful petal,
Tomorrow can be our gloomy funeral.
Mankind is like unto dry leaves in the breeze,
Was it not so since Gadeel deceived Eve?

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

Forgiving those who cause your heart to ache
That isn't such an easy mission to complete
It's like getting sting twice by the same snake
That's why the hearts of men is as concrete.
Whether it be your parents, a close friend,
A coworker, or a family member
Once your heart was broken it's hard to mend,
It's a scar you will always remember.  
I once forgave someone who stained my heart,
It wasn't easy to grant them forgiveness,
But it wasn't too late for me to start.

Written by: Kevarie O. Leslie

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.

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

The base of my heart was shaken
She amaze me yet I'm taken,
Taken away by her presence
Taken to a peaceful garden
A garden deep inside her heart
A garden from whence love depart.

Living to die
But why?
We can't escape death even if we try
Maybe there is a way to not die an never get old,
But would you want to live forever in a world so violently cold?

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

The gentle rain birds flue in the firmament of heaven, as the distressed pigeon desperately searched for food.
Dry leaves fell, never to return to it's branch, as the new leaves flourished.
For hours I watched the rain, as billions of tiny rain drops departed from above

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

The true I will find
Yeah I will open the eyes of the blind
The souls of the poor is divine
Incline
Life is one of a kind
The poor is our backbone and spine
If it wasn't for the poor
The sun wouldn't shine.

By: K.L

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.

Birds whistling  
Cars driving
Wendy sleeping.
The B seventeen stop at the traffic light
Six fifty four, it’s almost daylight.
The sky is grayish blue
I see trees and houses too.
The traffic light is red
I see the highway from my bed.

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

For my brothers behind bars
I'm a free man but I'm still behind bars
King Antious put us behind bars
Blind by religion we behind bars
Where is the man that was dead and resurrected?
By illusion our brain has been infected
When you die where you go nobody knows
Listen to my words not the flow
Life is just a game
Don't get trick by the lame.

Today I told my dad I‘m talking to a queen
He ask me if she’s a keeper
I told him I’m not sure
But I think I wanna keep her

A visit to the land of dreams
It's not as bad as it seems

Spirits travel while we sleep
Traveling to the spirit heap

Every second a spirit is release
Every second a spirit is cease

Laying on my bed
Lifeless like a loaf of bread

Sometimes spirits loose track
Will your spirit make it back

Back to the third dimension
Certain things I just can't mention.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

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

If this is life imagine death.
Rest in peach Cain Abel, Adam Eve and Seth
Call me a teacher, here to preach take your book out
Fallen angels lurking on the low, look out

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.

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


Poem type: Quick Four