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The dark side of the moon looks like an abandoned child...

Craters and dust, left alone in the wild.

The dark side of the moon looks like
a single mother with bruises on her face...

*And a motherless child
lost out in space.
Copyright 2015
Short poem. If this poem trends then we'll make a part two.
When you need that special friend
one who cares deeply and is real
i think of elsa, a real true godsend
her heart is deep, and she has sense appeal

Everyone should have a ''Elsa'' in their life.
She makes me laugh louder,
smile brighter,
and live alittle bit better


Her love is contagious
her eyes are to die for
the warmth she exhibits
grown men have cried for

She gives the best advice &
she is always there for others.
Girls can survive without a boyfriend
but, they can't survive without a bestfriend.


She has been my rock
when my world began to roll
brought me back uphill
before things took their toll

She was the one who told me to
ask for a second a chance with ''him''
She was the one who realized
that he wasn't the one
She knew that I deserved better
than ''him'' before I did


Wise beyond her years
listens to your fears
loves unconditionally
darling elsa. true friend, always, to me

You're an angel,
it's in your last name for crying out loud.
:D

Such a sweet angel
and being your friend makes me feel proud*

Thank you Elsa for everything you do.
For Elsa. Thank you for being the best. Hope you like it!<3
Look at me...
I was made for you.
In ancient of days for you
Into your nostrils came forth life
Then I was gaved to you
I dwelled in caves with you
Held back in slave days with you.
Cried days, nights long, meant so
Much just to stay with you
Did you know I was raised with you?
I was raised by you?
Then I was turned around by some
Strengh, and I raised you too?
It was me.
I have always been right there
With you
And you are the reason why I do
Everything I do.
I remember a time when
The world wasn't amazed
By you
But yet I fore your babies
So that you could see you for you.
Yes... I was made to spend
My days with you.
So why don't you look at me?
Why don't you see me?
I have been in love with you but you
Weren't in love with me.
I came down from the sun to you,
From god. With you I sailed the sea
I've been for you and with you,
How could you not see me?
I carried babies for you
So that you could see yourself
Because that was your greatest wealth.
Its still your greatest wealth
And without me, you
Cannot recreate yourself
This is me; I am your dynasty
The way it was, the way it is,
And supposed to be
So why don't you look at me?
Why don't you know my worth and beauty?
Why doesn't your heart see me?
Why have you lost yourself?
Why don't you know your own wealth?
Why have you despised wisdom
And chose to decline your
Own self?
Why aren't you fighting for me?
I am almost absolute
Why do you believe you exist
In a world
That doesn't care
About me?
I wish you'd hear a burden
I wish you spoke the truth
I wish you understood some
Things
I wish that you was foolproof
... for I have loved you
But I do not believe you love
Me
Yet, I choose to believe in
Ourselves.
If I could just get you to see me
-look at me-
Copyright 12/5/13, all rights reserved falen acon. this goes out to all the black guys.. blacks girls are so unique but why is it that black dudes don't see that? Everyone else does.
I see you**
---I do see you---
but I was taught not to.
I was taught that you are
my enemy, but they
taught you the same thing.
Taught us to reach for the same dream,
put hate in the middle of
kings and queens
to make sure our
princes and princess do they same thing.
---I do see you---
but i'm scared to approach you
because I want it to come easy and
I call you bitter when you deny me
without giving me a chance.
---I do see you---
But it feels like we are
so far away from each other.
Your strength intimdates
me, that's why we choose the other
And we choose her because
our history is not its own.
If we only knew you are
the most precious things
in our lives.
God didn't want me to
be alone so he made you,
took a piece of me now we are two
that's suppose to be protected,
polished, cherished, and respected.
All we think about is treasure
when we already have a jewel
and you ask why I don't love you.
---I do see you---
But I was taught not to
Check out the orginal ''Look at me'' in my collection ''The Wanderlust Project''. This was written by a close friend.
They say the 60's was crazy, but the 80's was worse
Crack ****** blacks and gave birth to a curse
The moon's bright, the sky's misty
I know my future 'cuz I know my history
My life predicted by a Gypsy
****** she wrote at the end of the story, the streets get me
That's why I live quickly, and always keep a pistol with me
Ghetto prisons, won't stop fightin' until I'm free
Resident of the city of fallen angels where ****** ain't scared to bleed
If money's the root of all evil, then greed's the seed
This ain't living. We're taking 'cuz ain't nobody givin'
America's a rich man's vision, but a poor man's prison
So don't expect these politicians to give us a *** to **** in
Preacher man, stop preachin', 'cuz ****** ain't finna listen
Folks done lost hope and stopped trying
Life's a ***** from the start
That's why you come out your mama cryin', the world's dyin'
And the people have gone mad
I'll take a **** on the White House and wipe my *** with the flag
When will the evil end?
Too many browns and blacks in the system, victims of legal sin
In court, prayin' for mercy, being condemned by evil men
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
If there's a god, where is he
My homies dyin' over hundreds and fifties
I sit back, sip Cognac, and analyze the situation
Ain't a person alive today that knows the monster we're facing
They crucified Jesus Christ, shot Marcus Garvey for rights
Shot Malcolm X in the chest, gave Nelson Mandela life
Pac died at 25, Biggie died a year younger

All my life's been broke, I'm motivated by my hunger
Told my momma bury me with a .357
Just in case God trips and I don't get into Heaven
If he sends me to Hell, then oh, well
'Cuz I just did 19 years in the ghetto as a black male
And it can't get much harder than that
I had a lot of pain in my heart, that's why I started to rap
See, them other brothers'll make you dance for justice or make you think
While you savin' up for a Bentley, I'm saving up for a tank
Sounds crazy, huh, well that's just the mindset of a soldier
Here's what I see, we're no longer slaves, but we sho' ain't free
So, until I ain't gotta steal and **** for my own folks
Tattooed across my chest are these words I just spoke
Who the **** y'all gon' call
When I break all the laws on behalf of every  **innocent criminal?
- Def Jam Poetry
These words leave my mind
Course through my veins
Find strength in my pain
And bare their soul through ink stains.

May or may not be intended for you
Cause if the shoe don't fit
Get yourself a size two
I don't have the capacity to disrespect a whole race,
Oh yeah this isn't an apology too.

I wrote Caged Bird to tolerate ignorance
It was more of me letting off a hindrance.
I let it bare my fight
My hooks were my words
My jabs, my verbs.
And the ten count was the title, Caged Bird.

Yesterday someone called me a N**
I just wrote unhindered
I let loose my mental trigger

So I've said it before and I'll say it again
If the shoe doesn't fit
Don't worry my friend
So if you know where you stand,
Be there, unshaken.
If your lip have never uttered the words
Then why is it offense you've taken?
Handsome smoker
Why don't you see yourself,
like how I see you?...

You used to be my world
now your just some smoker. I don't know
a handsome one though
come back to me cuz i'm missing you,
i'm waiting for you


You changed.
or maybe I just stayed the same...
if that makes sense.
If you fall I won't catch you
but I'll help you get back up*
........
Title inspired by Beautiful writer. (I'm the italic and she's the bold.)
Copyright 2015
Christmas is love in action.
Everytime we give or love
its Christmas

When we offer a hand
to a neighbor or friend,
or show kindness to a stranger


It means so much more,
than any present...
It makes you feel all warm inside

That warmth is passed to those you touch,
and from there it grows and spreads


like pixie dust.
Its the best time of year...
Love is the air,
the spirit of giving,
being nice and
spending time with your family & friends.

*The most precious gift you can give
or receive doesn't come from a
box beneath the Christmas tree,
it comes from within a loving heart.
Merry (early) Christmas! :D <3
Copyright 2015
Rester Fort.
Rester Classe.
Rester Beau.
Restez belle.
Reste toi-même.
S'il vous plaît...
rester

Je veux que vous juste pour rester
#ExcusemyFrench. <3
The stars only reflect something that's greater then there shine.
My love burns brighter when  I know where it comes from.
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