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 Oct 2019 Rasheed Ibrahim
devine
i went out
explored the city
met some friends
the sky was pretty

my mouth shut
tried to keep myself busy
but the road ends
now i’m just all filthy

such a waste of time
with me
why did they lie
and agree

everybody is speaking to me
and shutting me out
at the same time

everybody is a reality
and a place to hangout
at the same line

it’s all heavy
too hard to carry

i tried
i really tried
to be everything you want
to be everything i taunt
to believe in my broken heart

but the door’s blocked
and my eyes closed
at the end, it doesn't matter.
Roses are red
Nuts are brown
Skirts go up
Pants go down
Body to body Skin to skin
When its stiff
Stick it in
The Longer its in
The Stronger it gets
It goes in dry And comes out wet
It comes out dripping And starts to sag
Its not what you think......
Its a Teabag



Unknown author, gives me the chucklers
Because the fact is, I was never good enough to be your first choice.
 Sep 2015 Rasheed Ibrahim
ThePoet
I don't wish
for myself to die,
but I wish that
I was never born
I wouldn't die
after I'm broken,
but I'd be dead
before I'm torn

©
He has his own special way of turning around my sad day, he makes my bad things go away, the second that he looked into my eyes.
When I look into his eyes I see pure beauty with no disguise. Just a glance at him makes my heart beat increase, I know for the fact that these feeling are real.
If beauty was inches, you would go on for miles, I'm going to let my heart be my dialer so I can tell you what I have been feeling for awhile.
Notes (optional)
The days are getting shorter.
We see it first
in the color of the light.
The moon is waning.
It's time to dream
other dreams.
Or maybe eat a fried egg.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
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