"alicia" poems
Hey Sweetheart remember me?
The girl you said you 'loved' for almost a century?
I see you take your "new" friends wherever you go.
Are you with them cause we broke up or is it for their hoes?
So you said we should be 'friends' and you're really sorry,
but what about these rumors you've been telling everybody?
I never left the boundaries of being faithful,
that was your dumb *** cause you're so ******* disdainful.
Now even though I'm ecstatic I kicked you to the curb,
we need to go over some things cause I'm pretty disturbed.
For one keep my name out of your mouth,
you must not understand baby I'm from the south.
I'm not scared to punk you in front of your friends,
if I hear another thing about me from you this will transcend.
Oh by the way I un-friended your ***** ***
You're a piece of **** and you've been outclassed.
I hope the next **** you **** carries stds,
that's exactly the kind of wake up call you need.
Thank God I dumped you when I did,
you were so ******* annoying since you act like a kid.
I hate you so much and I will never miss you again,
Lets not talk anymore and you can just have a ****** life then!
-Alicia Hubert
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:59 AM UTC
Hey Sweetheart remember me?
The girl you said you 'loved' for almost a century?
Please just come back and I'll fix what is wrong,
I'll take care of you, nurture you 'till you're strong.
I'm sorry i called you so late last night,
but i was so drunk I had lost all my might.
I lost all personal control that would say no,
I was just missing you my sweet bitter woe.
One day I hope you'll stop resenting me,
And maybe then I won't be so crazy.
If that happens then maybe we'll bump into each other in the future,
like how we planned before we went out on this little 'adventure'.
We can go on dates and be adults filled with hope,
maybe even try and get a ring too elope?
I understand I'm really childish and I'm sorry I really am,
I'll do anything just for you to be my man.
I love you so much and I miss you terribly,
Please write back soon I'll just be sitting waiting here sadly.
-Alicia Hubert
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:34 AM UTC
Feeling claustrophobic doing emotional aerobics,
can’t breath so I take a breath and breath in,
and if you can’t be with the one you love,
then love the one you can be with,
time is precious,
can’t waste it,
even though I’m at this terminal,
feeling like a rebel that’s complacent,
typing on these keys,
like they could make a difference,
met Jay-Z and respect Alicia keys,
but this New York State of Mind is indignant,
feels like the world is ending,
feels like no one cares,
feeling like no one feels things,
feels like feeling don’t matter any more,
anyways,
you know what they say,
one moment you feel like you’re on top of the world,
the next moment that feeling goes away,
we’ve got pandemics,
we’ve got floods and fires,
we’ve got a worldwide lockdown,
we’ve got misdirected desires,
we’ve got not a lot left to believe in,
see people I know in the street,
and feel like,
I’ve got nothing to say to them,
dead inside,
still sparked and alive,
still I log on just to turn off,
but I’m not grabbed by anything online,
nothing is exciting,
nope nothing at all,
so I try to drown out my anxieties,
with orange juice and alcohol,
wishing I knew which directions to go in,
wishing I knew if life was real or not,
it’s 2020 it feels like that doesn’t mean anything,
feels like we got way but somehow we are still caught,
here in this moment,
with no one except ourselves,
what do you do if ignorance is bliss,
but knowledge is wealth,
which to choose,
the choice is up to you,
I can’t give you any advice,
because I don’t even know what’s true,
though I do know one thing,
when I take a breath and breath it’s,
if you can’t be with the one you love,
then love the one you can be with….
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
Erotica!
Its when other girls want u, I stand confidently
Cos I know I'm your fantasy and your reality
me cooking you meal, you step up to me,
you pull my hair, kiss my neck.
Draw me closer, kiss my lips, down to my navel.
Please Baby don't stop
Erotica!
Its when you let me aspire to inspire you to take me higher, fulfill my desire.
Memories of you is all I need,
to believe and achieve a ****** so sweet.
I wanna watch u eat, while on your knees, listening to Alicia Keys.
This love is not just for anybody.
Erotica!
Its the way you feel while discovering me
Holding my hands down right next to me
The smell of your cologne,
it urges me to Hold u close and pull u near,
call you my dear cos your kind is so rare
Erotica !
its when u emancipate my body
Liberate my soul
Touch me in all the right places
Excuse my funny faces
I see vanilla skies
When you lick my chocolate thighs
**** I'm feeling so high
Erotica!
Its when ! love you endlessly
And follow u religiously
Don't mislead me
Please just give me
A touch of your lips
As u take swift dips
While I Twist my hips
Erotica!
Its when you are downtown, taking my emotions uptown
My head spinning
Because I'm winning
Erotica!
Its when we do it on the tiles, the rug, on the rooftop, or even the kitchen counter top
Take me to another world, another dimension, I dare mention
the bedroom is too conventional
**** my thinking is irrational!!
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Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
She was that Chekhovian girl
who fell for Dostoevsky
and Camus and Sartre
and
you.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
Bare naked ladies and Lenin following an age of Aquarius idiosyncrasy
shitshow
I don't want to know no white album
I'm working my way towards the black album
Cause Alicia Keys can resonate in many keys ...
... Says Dylan in his Chonicles
--> my authenticity lies in the between
620 nm or is it 770 nm
Whatever, it's a sliding scale, a slippery slope, is what I use to shed my skin
Follow the pheromones, or the Ramones, says Bono and the Edge
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
Best Week Ever
Just had my best week of all time,
I'm 42 but still in my prime.
Spent some time with Brittany Spears,
I left her begging and in tears.
After a night with Beyonce,
she wanted me to be her fiance.
Just one night with Pink,
now she can't even blink.
Had a date with Katy Perry,
she asked me to pop her cherry.
Spent some time with J-Lo,
she was more sloppy than a joe.
Rihanna likes to play rough,
**** she looks good in the buff.
Me and Fergie ate some black eyed peas,
then we were joined by Alicia keys.
Had a blast with Taylor Swift,
we did it on a ski lift.
Avril Lavinge wanted it never to end,
now she wants to be her boyfriend.
I turned Miley Cyrus back into Hannah Montana,
its a secret what we did with a banana.
Me and Kesha sang her hit Tik Tok,
then she ****** on my clock.
Selena Gomez is a witch no more,
I turned her into my little *****
Carrie Underwood won't slash my tires,
the heat between us started some fires.
Gwen Stefani left the singer from Bush,
she loved the way I smacked her ****
Lady Ga Ga showed me her poker face,
with her I reached every base.
Me and Lita Ford kissed each other deadly,
then she sang me a **** medley.
Madonna said I was her best,
we spent no time dressed.
I was man enough for Sheryl Crow,
let me tell you, she can really blow.
As the week ended, I had Shakira moving her hips,
then I woke up and it was an **** with Gladys Night and her Pips.
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 2:32 PM UTC
If Stephen King was black
Obama would not be president
Segregation would exist all over again
OJ would have gotten guilty without a trial
Except the black part would be technologically advanced
cars that navigate themselves
Sonic energy distribution
portable wings
the Rockateer would also therefore be black
Disney Land would be scary and real
Darwin would have been black
Go go Gadget’s engineer would be black
Malcolm X would have been mixed race
Carl Sagan ran the blackest gang in Oakland
If Stephen King was black
Therefore
Stephen Hawkings is black too
Einstein invented Compton in ten minutes
On a coffee break
The bees Einstein was referring to are the African Killa bees
And Einstein was the father of Wu tang
Stephen Hawkings hangs out with Mike Tyson and Alicia Keys
The Black Panthers like every other morning in the blackest house Washington DC
Made me eggs benedict with fresh eggs and ham
Dr Seuss is therefore black by association
Aunt Jemima would run the FDA and tap maples trees in the Berkshires
But she is white now
America would turn a blind eye and play more volley ball
and in us
God would trust
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 11:35 AM UTC
A box entitled Lost and Found.
Inside-
a ball,
a silver slinky.
A pink backpack with unicorns,
a ratty teddy bear with love in it's eyes.
A math notebook that holds all the secrets of a girl named Alicia.
A cootie-catcher that has been ripped in several places.
A metal tin lunchbox with Spiderman on it and the name William on a piece of masking tape on the handle.
A barbie doll, looking as thought it has been given an amateur haircut, and wearing a yellow dress and one pink high heel, but still smiling.
A green hairband with several purple flowers on it.
A diary with a lock, and butterflies on the cover.
A stuffed puppy dog, with a red nose.
A key, probably to a lost diary.
One black shoe,
in the Lost and Found.
Apr 28, 2010
Apr 28, 2010 at 12:08 PM UTC
I'm from the land overflowing with milk and honey and my mind is more rich that The Europeans useless green paper money yes far from a dummy and like the dawn of day my personality is Always sunny.
I am a rare soul
On the outside I am just another hueman but on the inside I'm a being of the supernatural
I am a radiating rainbow
Shinning in between blue and purple
I'm the canvas of the star child so paint me Indigo.
I'm a lantern in the darkness of the heavily wooded forest, I glow.
My heart is as pure as the whitetess snow
I am a farmer planting seeds, So, I reap what I sow.
I expand my horizons because the more you know the more you grow.
I am vibrant just as the stained glass window.
My soul is a strong and fierce bolt of lightening, quite powerful.
I am Fearlessly and wonderfully made in the image of The Most High, Quite beautiful.
I'm an individual whose energy is a current thats just flows.
Maybe because Love is My religion no matter where I go.
I was Created from the particles of stars hidden in the cosmos
Mixed with the elements of earth
Descended from the heavens, past the galaxy and from the wombman my spirit and body became one at birth
As it bursted thru my Earth mother, The Universe.
this body became both a gift and a curse
My life became as song unrehearsed
I guess thats why they nicknamed me lyrics because my words were my hook and verse.
I am like many phases of the Luna very diverse
I am the moon that rises to rest in the midnight sky upon the evening shore as the cool ocean passionately kisses the sparkling sand.
I am the wombman with a vision and a plan.
I am India Arie, boosting your souls immunity. Healthy for you like vitamin C.
Loving me unconditionally
Embracing the Queen in me.
I am free!
I am Lauryn Hill opening your eyes to see the things that Are Real.
I am the peace that is still.
I express the way I feel.
I am Jill Scott giving you some food for thought.
Pay close attention because lessons are being taught.
I'm am Erykah Badu giving you something you ain't use to.
I'm Alicia keys Feeling the music putting my mind at ease
As the nature gives my skin goosebumps with its cooling breeze.
I am Janet Jackson giving you that that fire and passion.
lacing it with that poetic justice style and fashion.
Yet I will have you talking to and looking at that man in the mirror like Michael Jackson.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 12:05 AM UTC
I don't think you understand,
I'm not stupid.
I can hack every profile you own,
I will find everything you put in the dark
and pull it out in the light.
Sweetheart I'm better than the FBI.
I will do **** you never even thought of.
I am crazy and I don't play around.
So before your mouth starts spewing lies,
I know you've been conversing with her.
I know every time she posts a picture you like it.
And I remember the time we sat on your porch
When you took a long drag of your poison and looked me in the eyes,
"Don't say anything but, she tried to **** me."
Now darling,
please tell me,
did I break your disguise?
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 6:42 AM UTC
I can't believe that you would actually think I'm cheating on you, when I litterally dedicate my life towards you, and do everything for you!!!! You think that when I went to the movies with my FRIEND Ben was bad, how the hell do you think I felt, when I found out you were going over Alicia's house, that hurt me so bad!!! I love you and that's all that matters, and you need to see that if I didn't love you and only want you, I wouldn't have done all of the things I have done for you!!! So please baby take me back because it was just yesterday that you were promising me that you would never leave me, I need you now more than ever, and I know you need me too, so lets just get back together please, because we are meant for each other!!!! <9999999999 XOXOXOXOXOXO :)
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 2:54 PM UTC
I sit where I could get a fresh breathand somehow escape the smells of collard greens, fried chicken, man-n-cheese, and Momma’s 7-up pound cake.Sunday dinners were never going to be the same and Daddy’s to blame.Pot-bellied Pastor McKenzie sneezed in the same rag that he was wiping his sweaty face with. Auntie Lena brushing pasthim to avoid his sermon on ‘cleansing your soul’ putting the carnation bouquets on the dining table.Momma leaning on her callused elbows, which ain’t ableto take too much more stress. Brandy and Brittney flipped through channels fighting over the best pillow on the couch.My uncle Jo rambling on about this sweating he does in the south.Nobody even noticed the things that were coming out of Daddy’s mouth. “Sorry baby. Daddy’s so sorry,” on repeat like my Alicia Keys CDthat Kayla scratched last year in the same car Daddy wrecked. I played it in the living room, hoping to bring her back.Her frizz free hair was all that I was jealous of. Her clothes were cuter than mine and one size too big. Her humor rubbed off on me and is the reason I’m a kidder. Time to eat, but I can’t breathe.Kayla could never again help with dinner.
Feb 26, 2010
Feb 26, 2010 at 8:10 AM UTC
the girl down the road sold her love
and Nicholas never liked chocolate
so I bought him a lolly
when he came over to visit
me and my parrot
Alicia
and my dog
Kenneth
named after the children who jumped
from the bridge I always passed
to and from from work
the train was a putrid colour
with putrid smells
and the hippie who sat across from me
wore crosses around his ankles
his name was Jim
and in winters when it was cold
he would offer me a Styrofoam cup of tea
from the bakery three stops before mine
and the orange of the train wouldn’t look so putrid anymore
and I scuffed my shoes on the cobblestones
and ignored the lineouleum stains
and waited for spring
to rebirth flowers I would pick (illegally) again
Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 2:15 AM UTC
Green ones. yellow ones, red ones, blue,
all of them slide straight down my throat,
my veins burst into cheer as the medicine takes over,
my scalp is all tingly and my limbs are going numb,
drugs make my life a little less dumb,
slurred speech and glossy eyes,
the weight of the world is gone once again,
now i can fly, now i am free,
now everyone isn't pressing down on me,
drugs are my escape,
my runaway from pain,
for now i wont live my life in vain,
i take the rainbow and swallow it whole,
it feels better then the air on a midnight stroll.
-Alicia Hubert
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
cold turkey time
hid the remote in the linen closet
playing
alicia keys ‘fallin’ on repeat and
she ain’t got no chance
keep on fallin’ and she can’t say anything
except répétez après moi s.v.p.
and repeat we do
baby I’m crazy
in the bed is paper and pen
when inspiration says breather time
two tongues tonguing intertwine like two two headed snakes,
spilling ink and sweaty ***** and the paper is filling up fast
sleep begging and oil offshore exploration calming explosions
love her ***** poetry
and
how she deletes every “and” in every poem we ever writ
saying
“and if, you need an ‘and, ‘
the verse is weakly unclear”
we write in perfect clarity
cannot recall where the **** remote is hid
when she complains
i lover-whisper in each ear her,
turning her body over and over again,
in case I miss an ear,
"and and and and"
retaliation,
she sticks me with pen
"taps" the top of my head
with that yellow blue lined lady pad
saying repeat after me if you please en francais
"and and and onlylovepoetry"
sunday @ 5:13am sunday 'Sunday kind of love'
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 5:22 AM UTC
A familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach
If I would have stayed I would have become it.
Like Alicia Keys said you give me that Heartburn
But like she also said, you just another Lesson Learned.
Because if I'd considered you a waste of time
It'd be worse- you'd have wasted mine.
And that might give you some twisted satisfaction
But I'm just gonna hit you with the opposite reaction.
Those late night fights had me feelin kinda tight
But it's a new morning and I'm feeling alright.
My mind is clear, my spirits are high.
And unlike time, I'll let you pass me by.
I won't apologize for being a mess
I'm only sorry to myself for letting you cause me stress.
But I wouldn't trade it a thousand times.
Otherwise I wouldn't be writing these lines.
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 19, 2011 at 7:19 PM UTC
For a year and 5 months they were in love,
a love quite odd but was suited so well
they formed a bond no one ever thought would quell.
All the hushed whispers and sneaky sleepovers.
Stolen kisses with pins to the bed and playful fights all over.
The warmth of their bodies slowly merging together.
The rise and fall of a chest with a racing heart in tune forever.
A head sat resting on ones breast moves in rhythm to the sway of slight breaths.
Soon the butterflies within awakened and infest them like death.
Love was their medication that they had diagnosed,
A treatment of her to pick up the pieces and put in their place
and a prescription for him to mend all the empty black space.
Their love was never perfect like how everyone wants,
but it was such a sight it made others feel daunt,
their downs were extremely low and the ups were so very high.
But they were intoxicated with their childish love times.
And like all love stories an end soon approached.
She'd detached herself from him, losing all hope,
and just sat and watched while he engrossed into dope,
Both of them forgetting their plans to elope.
Their fights lasted longer and their words grew harsher with anger and resentment.
Their ups soon drowned in hate while memories faded lost in the moment.
She started to long for attention of other people and freedom of her own life
while he immersed himself in his own pity blaming her for all the world's nasty rife.
The facade of perfect love was slowly combusting, filling their skies
with ashes of scorched memories that gathered down by.
On the night of a year and 5 months he just split,
said she made him feel like nothing and treated him like ****
She sat in her bed crying typing **** YOU,
As soon as she pressed send she knew what she had to do.
She held up her phone and texted him one line.
And in that moment it was over on the stop of a dime.
A year and 5 months was so quickly thrown away,
all of the time had just been tossed into disarray.
It was a year and 5 months that I broke his heart,
and its been a month in a half that I live to regret that part.
-Alicia Hubert
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 12:19 AM UTC
When you feelin like you got nowhere to turn, think of me.
I'll be right there when you call to fulfill your every need.
And I'll be there when you fall so I'm able to stop the bleeding
I'd give my last breath so that you can you can keep on breathing.
Deep inside, to survive I know that I'd need you
So if you were gone from this earth in spirit I'd be gone too.
When you're in need of a soldier, I'll be right there to hold you
No need for startin over, I'll hold your place for you.
Never doubt that I would take a bullet to the chest
Never doubt that in my life you're above the rest.
You have the power to bring out the better part of me
And when it's down to the wire, I want you on my team.
They say you never know what you got until its gone,
But I already know what you're worth, I don't need to be alone.
Cause when I'm with you, I'm home, it doesn't matter where I am
As long as we got each other, then we got a master plan.
So take my hand, close your eyes, and through the sky we'll fly
I could be your everything as long as you'll be mine.
I would never tell your secrets, in me you can confide
Alicia Keys said we're unbreakable, cause I'm your ride or die.
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 19, 2011 at 6:04 PM UTC
Sometimes when I'm faced
With a decision I freeze, great..
My Lifes taken to sticks it, and sit it,
At a fork In the road, to wait
For my choice, where's fate?
....cuz so far my choices to date
Is why I'm writing this, fighting it,
Knowing in my past I've made
Decisions causing collisions
Man made damnation,damaging
The way only a master of disaster
Can... With a strategy of calamity
A catastrophe, to make an *** of me
Like I compete VS. tragedy
To see who can cause more horror,. &destruction; but no match for me
Is he, as my demolition savagery
Similar to whenever havocs seen
And as it happens. I'm always like
"Yo..What the F$&@ is happening??!"
Clueless like Alicia silverstone
In the library with a wrench
As Cornel mustard calls her *****
And this is where ration ends
And wanders like it saunters off
topic hoping itll delay or help
Fantasies of **** woman come out
Now I'm a Plummer...hired to help
... But eventually, I'm back held
Forced to be an adult, oh why ..
..forced to pick a road or grow old
And hold stagnant, until I die
Which don't sound so bad, but a dad
Always has to consider
And factor in. to weigh the variable,
In the form of his lil diaper *******
Who really could use a baby sitter
Who is sexy,so a ....baby sister
Can be made, but ...focus dont stray
This is no time to joke or play
Eeny-meeny miney moe
Catch a politician by its toe
So you can ask advice, then told:
"It's a gd time to relapse on blow"
Which is only said cuz my head
Controls the imagined figment
Which says nothing except that,my
Heads not where sane thoughts visit
So as I stare at the two paths
I feel debilitated and instead
Of perpetual fear, the thoughts fed
Says no matter which way I head
Ill be left to wonder where I'm lead
If I chose the path, which I did not
When I decide and divide I try the path I now continue so do not
think too much. and yet still
Frozen and paralyzed at a halt
I stand a man, full of fear, a vault
holding a scared boy full of fault
But Self doubt amplifies as adults
At least for me, so immobile I'm left
Confused by why I'm still undecided
But already feel my choices regret ...
..... I hope I don't fork myself .....
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
I REMEMBER NOW, AS I DO EVERY DAY
HOW YOU SMILE
AND LAUGH SO EASILY
YOUR EYES,
NEVER THE SAME COLOUR.
SKIN, SOF AND WARM,
AMPLE TO THE TOUCH.
I LOVE YOUR VOLUPTIOUSNESS.
SUDUCTIVE WITHOUT TRYING.
**** WITHOUT KNOWING.
THE SMELL OF YOU –
*** AND CIGARETTES.
I LONG FOR IT ON MY PILLOWS.
YOUR SHYNESS MAKES ME WANT YOU MORE.
YOUR HIDDEN FRAGILENESS.
I WAN TO PROTECT YOU.
THE BIGGEST OF HEARTS,
SOMETIMES TO YOUR OWN DETRIMENT.
MY ANCHOR
MY SAVIOUR
MY ACCOMPLICE
YOU BREAK MY HEART SO EASILY
AND MEND IT WITH LESS THAN THAT
I WILL REMEMBER YOU FOREVER.
YOU HAVE CHANGED MY WORLD.
YOU ARE MY WORLD
Feb 17, 2010
Feb 17, 2010 at 3:39 AM UTC
So,
Don't be so reckless
Don't be so sad
Don't break down
Soon you'll feel
like you own the world,
It'll be filled with bliss
and you'll never cry.
So just keep walking forward
because your past is set in stone
but your future is ever changing.
-Alicia Hubert
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC
*“Heaven”
cool jazz smooths out the day
as a blue haze swirls
around the tables;
the sax played around
with your long legg’d sway
as you near’d the table
and handed me a very *****
***** martini
with a wildly wonderful
red lip’d smile.
how could I resist;
it was like the fusion
of cool, smooth melody
of Boney James’ soprano
with the hard edged notes of
Coltrane’s alto
and I was entangled
within your sensual flair.
as I pulled you closer,
my fingers playing in your hair,
I saw the universal twinkle
of shooting stars
in your eyes
and my heart beat
beat
beat
in tune with
“In A Sentimental Mood”.
the smooth jazz mellow’d
out in a gin joint haze
and we sway’d
in and out of a shifting phase
of warm lips
and a raspberry scented daze
as we moved closer
into this ****** craze
of my syncopated fingers caressing
your lemon-vanilla scented
piano flavor’d skin.
key strokes gently
ease into me
and the music of “Fallin”
eats me like air.
not in piece by piece delights,
but as a ravishingly
lustful whole.
and I find
“I’m falling in and out
of love with you”.
but helplessly, I find
I’m still in a sentimental mood
as my dream catcher
knows I love the silky,
cool jazzy feel of you.
Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.27.16
Note: there are references to several songs
and musicians in the poem. The title is a song by Boney James
found in his album “Ride”. The musicians are Boney Lames,
John Coltrane, Alicia Keys, and Dr. John.*
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC