"fearin" poems
This is past due like the rent paid on the thirteenth
Late better than never-- and I got this here forever
Flow like rain during any kinda weather
Keep this here close to my heart
And when the block comes, I don’t know where to start
Beat-beat Thump-thump
I'll just let the words flow from my heart
But you ain’t feelin me’-- You ain’t hearin’ Queen
So I got to bring you back to the forefront with my so⋅lil⋅o⋅quy
I remind you of all the things that had you fearin’ me
This Army of One, brighter than that star He created we call Sun
Under its blaze, us two can become one
(lets make our Son under His)
While I lay with fragmented words.... spoken
Promises I made to myself remain unbroken
And my gift is as natural as the slender ducts of my abdomen called fallopian
I am Woman
The prototype made perfect and pure
Whose prose is as tight as my kegels allow my femininity to be
Wrath your ******** may not be able to endure
Thought you knew a good Woman and tight ***** make you surrender on your knees
And dream dreams about your seed taking root in this royal vessel
I am Mother Earth
And this is my Gift—my Gyft
I am Myself and such a present I present to thee
For I AM Queen Poetree
So when I seem silent
When you think you hear nothing but your heart beat
Nothing but the cool air enraptured in the breeze
I am the Life that flows from you
I am the Wind rustling the trees leaves
I am the fragrance left in the air you interpret as another
I am the overwhelming sensation made between two lovers under duvet covers
I am the softness of lips and the sensation made by the flick of a passionate tongue
I am that empty space you try to fill with another one
So when you think you hear nothing
When you think you’re all alone
I am every word, every adlib of your favorite song
Every stroke every morning when you brush your hair
I am your deep breath because, baby, I am your air
I am everything pleasurable—every pleasure experienced since your creation
And it all stems from the balance of my concentration during this poetic intrapersonal conversation
I am everything virtuous
I am the eye of the storm
I am your hope, your future
I am the pages of your favorite novel whose cover is worn
I am air, I am sky
I am the clouds, and the Sun’s heat
But most importantly, to my core
I am Queen Poetess B…
Apr 12, 2010
Apr 12, 2010 at 5:53 AM UTC
Ain't much to say
(What's there to talk about?)
--
You?------gone
::
In a while?
(Is that how it is?)
--
You know
We can't wait!
---
Scarecrows on the lawns
Smoke fills the skies
If they's children around
There's tears in their eyes
.
Of the living
None not fearin ta die
Or they thinking that
They're dead already
--
Ain't much to say
(What's there to talk about
What's there to talk about
What's there to talk about?)
You?
You already gone
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 4:11 PM UTC
I kept quiet as a mouse
Soppy did too; we stayed snake close
to the ground in the tall grass
we didn't hear no hounds,
but that didn't mean them dogs
weren't there
Soppy and I had done
what old lady Lucinda said--waded in the deep creek
a good hour to leave them curs nothin' to sniff
with my one clear eye
I could see them flames bobbin' up and down
like gold ghosts in the willows
the air smelled like rain
I prayed real hard it would come down
drown out them fires
that would be one mighty sign
the good Lord heard my prayers
and took pity on us
Soppy, me and whatever other souls
hid in the devil's dark, watchin' the flames,
fearin' they meant eternal damnation
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
If y'all were to go to Heaven
Y'all would be sent down to The South
In a little town called Texas
Where the tea is sweeter
Where chivalry still exists
Where we all drive muddy pickups
And dance in the rain in our cowboy boots
Where we all say howdy
And say ain't like it's not meant for over yonder
There isn't a single stranger in Texas
We all know each other
We are a tight knit town always waiting to give a lending hand
If we were to secede
The other states would miss us
There would be a big gaping hole on the map
The heart and the fist of The United States of America
We are Texans
You mess with one
You get the whole can of whoopass
We could be your worst nightmare
Or your best dream
Just don't talk smack from where I'm from
We will get on you with our whips and shotguns
We are Texans
We don't settle
And we don't keep calm
We are God- Fearin', Constituional- lovin', Gun- Bearin' Republicans.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
https://youtu.be/fZSiBj4vCiY
My Carona,
Don't u know we've come a long long way
I've been fearin' that you'd come
When u're around u take our breath away
Bad Carona,
The symptoms surely hurts bud-gets
I'm a part-time worker at a ho-tel here in town
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na!
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
Bad Ca-ro-na
u've caused some sad
& scary times
Just the thoughts about u brings back an-xi-e-ty
Gyp-sy vi-rus
You're a my-ster-y for doc-tors
U got har-bors locked down so ships can't sail out to sea
U cover sun-light when the times r good!
U treat us so bad-ly we want u gone now!
Bad Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
Bad Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
Bad Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
Bad Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
Bad Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Oh bad Ca-ro-na
Ca-ro-na!
Oh Ca-ro-na go a-way,
Ca-ro-na go a-way!
© From A Poet's ♥️
3/17/20
Viruses r
Minuses
Bacteria causes
Dilerium
Even a cold
Can wipe out the old
U came down w/ the flu?!
We should quarantine u!
© From A Poet's ♥️
3/17/20
Pray more
Stress less
And my life won't
B such a mess
© From A Poet's ♥️
3/18/20
Homeschooling?!
Who r u fooling?!
I know u!
And that won't do!
That's y u work!
And and chose public school!
So they deal w/
Kids who act like fools!
I'm not stupid!
And you're not Cupid!
An arrow to their heart
Won't make things restart!
© From A Quarantined Poet's ♥️
4/29/20
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
Once upon a time
Long, long ago
An old man taught me a word
Honor
And he ain't here no longer
But those words he said...
Boy, you be a good man
And I want you to sit here
And understand
Take care of your family,
Love your woman
Be a good, God fearin' man
Above all,
Don't you forget to stand
On your own two feet
There ain't nothin' wrong
With feeling tired and beat
But I want you to sit here
And understand
There ain't nothin' better
Than being a good, old-fashioned man
Use your hands
Live a life that makes them rough;
One day you'll know
You're made of the right stuff
He left me while I was away
And I know I'll never get one more day
To show him I'm a good man
But that word, that long forgotten honor
Is a part of who I am,
And I won't live without it any longer
So sit here boy, and let me tell you
Protect your family, love your woman
You can't go wrong
With those rough hewn hands
As long as you're a good, honest, just
Honorable man
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
The lies got me fearin' the worst.
You really messed with my head.
Babe, you said you loved me.
Then you put me under your bed.
What'd I do to deserve this?
Where's the love? Where's the love?
You kicked me in my face, babe.
See the blood? See the blood?
I did for you, you never cared.
I never left your side.
I bled for you, ached and hurt.
And all you did was lie.
You lied when it was good.
You lied when it was bad.
You kicked me in my gut, babe.
Through all the times we had.
I gave you a home.
I never left your side.
What more could I have done for you?
How much more could you have lied?
Lie and cheat. Lie and cheat.
Sweep my feet. Sweep my feet.
Leave me in the dust behind you.
Lie and cheat. Lie and cheat.
Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 4:01 PM UTC
*
would ye know, would ye really understand
when meanin' itself shall reveal itself
should ye sow, what ye are sowin' right now
or maybe just grow those things ye do like
fears ye be fearin', but truth ye deny
years that'll pass by, experience ye'll say
in those ways ye move, ready to fly
there seems no problem to identify
within those things ye are livin' to know
'n' when ye think no-one is lookin', still
ye keep findin' things to deceive thy own
for there's no struggle in thy days of life
be those very things, thy own disaster
in those things ye keep walkin' after
**
..love always...
*
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 25/02/1439
**
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 12:30 PM UTC
A legendary ambassador is what I'm becoming
A diplomatic ********** with presidential cunnings
A supreme court ruler a one man congress
All these dictating ******* I'm ready to abolish
Demolish reputations with they own legislations
If you come to my court then We'll go thru litigations
We can battle we can trial but you'll never plead a case
Your life is like a file it can always be erased
Executive privileges will help me keep it on the low
Judicial administrations will never even know
Your local law enforcement will never get a call
Like the C.I.A ima Cover.It.All
Civilians in the streets they will never hear a sound
No click no bang your body won't hit the ground
I'm a criminal I know this n it ain't what friends do
All the **** that I'm becoming is what you turning me into....
The outcome is critical like a rampage, delirium.
"He's heartless, a nightmare, demonologist, we fearin him!"
Their confession I loved it I'll admit it I said it.
Those 8 words they said I swear I'll never forget them
This ain't anotha rap this is more of an oration
My first declaration to my own inauguration
My placement in office I'm the super attendant
You can be a senator but I be the senate.
Like a kings lil jester you ain't nothin but my fool
You amuse me you funny so keep me amused
You changed me I'm better colder than the weather
Will I ever change back? Hell na never!
It's over you know this your actions are what made me
You cant stand this I know it you love me n you hate me.
I'm vicious delicious like mmm man I'm tastey
It ain't my ****** fault that you hate me cuz you ain't me
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
*
as never had she felt like this within
walkin' by she met somethin' never seen
it was this sight at him that caught her eyes
so her body, so her mind, all tremblin'
although he looks like any other guy
there's somethin' 'round him she cannot define
now his turn he tries to identify
why clearly this woman lookin' at him
tho both 'ave nothin' be fearin' at all
this sense of sensin' still fully unknown
little they know their honest truth be shown
i say oh there must be somethin' therein
when love began to fly, spreadin' its wings
as there their moment of magic begins
**
..love always...
*
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 02/03/1439
**
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
Cult lickers are exclusive.
They're not black or brown,
But Greene with envy, marginalized at every turn.
They paid up for a briny Cruz, but came away infected.
They don't shut-up Gaetz, so the sheeple meekly escape.
They claim to be God-fearin', but they'll never cross the Jordan.
Like Graham crackers, they are dry, spineless wankers.
And if you've a limp Johnson, keep a stiff upper lip.
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 10:23 AM UTC
Fools try to come up with they hardest diss
Only to get dismissed higherin' risk
A collapse lung from all the heat I've brung
Three millions vets with sharpen iron
Firing can't stop the bullets hiring
Givin' deaths employment my enjoyment
Is to see my enemies tryna repent I'm hell sent
In the form of a curse out of the worse
Best comes to those who thirst my verse
Could demise a hearse dimension traveler
Mind unraveler sniff out tattlers
Snitches dont get stitches only ditches
See the body display no casket ghetto *******
I got the heart of alligator as i cater
Death rolls cant escape from the fold
Falling in slow mo it's the return of the hip hops Creed
Restoring the broken seeds
Nothing but poison from the ***** hands that feed yeah
Check the lyrics that'll lynch leave wind trapped on the fence it's too intense
Conscious immense since suckas lack common sense
I see the ***** in you I'm checking you
Without touching you i feel ya phobia
See me in the killer's encyclopedia
It's hard to get rid of tha the mic riddler
Shakin' brain cells from this lyrical batter
Mics I shatter it's an ultimate disaster who can master?
The skills a lay haters get no say
So better pray i dont let the led spray
Another sucka decayed careers delayed
Better on they backs from a can of raid
Roaches I put em to sleep once the lights come on
Fearin' right cuz of all the wrong they done
Even if it was no words to the song
Ill still reign as the nonverbal champion
Understand I'm colder than a tundra got em in a wonder rumble the earth with my words of thunder
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC
exposing hypocrites
that hide in
the darkness mark this
day and aeon
far from a peon
can't fade the Don
the only one feelin'
holy but no holes in me
never will I die lonely
enemies be my crony
follow me why don't you
allow me to introduce to you
my gun crew
we got mr Mack 11 mini 14 double m 9
givin' visions of a flatline as ya rewind
the stages of ya life
bumpin" out strife
standing with pride
like Malcolm X
who's next to plex
catch bullets in they chest
peace to those who rest
my enemies I see in a flee
cuz they know the soldiers never plea
**** the courts of course
taking elites down under
no corpse
cuz I'm burned em all
downfall
to Babylon and their imperial
clockin my own serials
revolution two point 0
busting at the systems
cuz I can't take no more
pain suffered since I was kid mayne
puffs of Mary Jane
to keep me sane
can't let the vision go blurry
when I die
I'll be face to face
with hells jury
full of fury
thoughts exposed on a tv screens
makin me a villians
out of everything
cuz I see the way
the world and it really is
**** puttin in the bids
it's all rigged
numbers reserved for yo ***
don't be a *****
chasin the cash
cuz you cop out no doubt
america on verge of a shootout
with Russia and North Korea
ain't hearing ya
no fearin tha
dark side cuz the powers that be
two faced like Jekyll and Hyde
feel this ****
as I bump in ya ride
soon to be homicide
ain't no testing no guessing
guised as a blessing
to the systems I be stressing
trying to bury me
but they don't scare me
citizens arm yo weapons
get ready for Armageddon
huh it's seems like they gonna breakdown
leave em in a frown
as clown with my hallow point rounds
punishment for sins
is back in town
fool as I get around
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 7:35 PM UTC
Dat Rock of his dreams,
Peakin through distant clouds
Of struggle and doubt;
Calloused feet shoutin
From soles worn-out
At the bottom;
Climbin crowded stairs
To deaf ears
At the top.
Stories screamin to be told
Like sirens on the crime-side.
Memories of old resurrected
In mindsight.
Fingers typin rhymes through dark nights.
Moon shinin bright
On doors closed,
Never seen.
Ground floors reekin stardust,
Clever memes.
Here only giants dare,
Starin at the ground
Through mirrors too small
To capture them all.
Gonna need a visionary,
A see-faring guide
To blast a path
Up these charts.
Gonna need a missionary
A God-fearin ride-or-die
To take the leap of faith;
To chase a dream
Through distant clouds
Of struggle and doubt;
To find a spot on Dat Rock
Where destiny awaits...
Capture the ride.
Watch him glide,
Free-stylin
From Chi-Town
To Platinums.
Don't blink.
You've got to see this.
AYO
~ P
Feb 22, 2022
Feb 22, 2022 at 7:57 AM UTC