"sendin" poems
I asked him I said “don’t lie to me”
Give it a couple weeks but after that
then he be denying me,
take without supplying me
With the way we started
I guess this **** is irony, this **** is irony
If I told this would happen
Would you try to stop it?
Lay back in the mayback
Sit and wait
N Try to watch it
Boy I know we had our problems,
But you ain’t work to solve them
I been thru all this last year
I think that I’m revolvin
I’ve been thru this **** before
I took all of the detours
He told that he loves me
But it seems he always needs more
I can be the best for you
I’m so focused on you but you focused on what drug next for you
I know I have my issues but at least I try to fix it
You said that loves a game,
You say we swung and that we missed it
Switched up in an instant
We went from hugs and kisses
To tryna keep our distance
We barely speak our words
But I know you feel this verse
Ain’t denying it, I miss you
So I prey to god it hurts
I tried and tried and tried with you
I knew that I would ride for you
It really takes some honesty
And know I barely lied to you
Love was thrown around so let me be the last to save you...
I knew I should’ve expected this
Maybe you ain’t it no more
But I sure need to check for this
I tried everything so I think it’s time for an extra man, what extra man?
No this not a diss track,
But baby you ain’t it no more
So you can get your ***** back, get your ***** back
No regrets except for you,
Shoulda up and left on you
This is all yours so keep listen
And the rest for you
Love is gonna throw you out,
Told my friends I had no doubt, had no doubt yah yah had no doubt
Can’t believe that I defended you,
Broken hearts I’d mend for you
I used to send long paragraphs
But now this song in sendin you
It’s broken
I won’t bend for you
I won’t bend for you
Nah I won’t bend for you
You get on my nerves,
But it used to be my mind
I used to think you’re perfect
It’s a ****** waste of time
And I swear i keep searchin
But your type is all I find
All I find
Yah yah you’re all I find
Pretending you don’t know me gone be hard after this
Thought that I was done
Still goin hard after this
Baby we was up to bat
I guess we all gotta me,
We all gotta miss
But I should say thanks
I’m super focused now
You don’t want it?
That’s okay I won’t go hold you down
Used to spend my nights
We’d fall asleep on the call
Now I spend my nights I sleep quite at all
I hate you and I love you
And I wrote to express that
I hate this I hate us
It’s done now, never text back
I’ll send calls to voice mail
I won’t take my ex back
I hope you gonn find better
But baby it don’t get that
Baby It don’t get that
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 1:44 PM UTC
Its timeto yoke the joker
yo to the emcees that think they could get with me
i wet em like an ocean tide personality like jekyll and hide
which means im a killa slash for short drama no comma imma
brutal emcee eatin' 'em up the best of em im the lyrical cannibal
flesh rent devil sent no need for repent
comin' with wickedness born with 8 flows if ya only knew
******* come in the sets of three im givin' wishes for free
the rap genie aint' comin' to be a hero the black zorro thorrough
shoot up the barrio dead eye hawkin' assassin' blastin'
with the greatest tech mouth shots or physical shots it don't matter
whatever it takes to get the job done
my posse cocked d slapped you *******
you can smoke all the spinach you want and you leave like popeyes
get it naw forget sensitive ******* i knit it
write in graffiti love hoes shape like Nefertiti queen b goddess
never a ***** **** in my encore **** with me and ill bring the war along with gore
******** never been a softie
daddy had to be a gangsta **** hustler drug dealer all summed in one
so i had no choice but to pack a gun
but meanwhile im onto bigger and better things like rappin' on the mic i cling
flows tighter rhan pliers leave emcees wrapped up like cable wires
the sire embraced higher learning spurning over obstacles
turn complexity into miracles
how could i ever fall if i never fall failure not an acceptation
id rather sells drugs and extortion and get caught wit 25 big ones
fed time **** the state time im on the grind one time
always wanna see me fall black man finna rise planet of the apes style
hot and wild j ceasar with these skills i spills sendin' chills
its an ice age all over just say its over when big yosef grab the mic
prepare for fright when i ignite blast through hearts like a cannon
i just smoke ya ya mediocre its time to yoke these jokers
yea
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
I'm dreamin' of bein' held
in your arms...
pullin' me into your arms
by takin' my hands-
'ahh' now I'm here!
finally... feelin' you-
wrapped in your embrace-
chest to chest,
my head upon your shoulder
'ahh' so warm,
so close-
lookin' into your eyes
movin' towards you-
lips partin'
wantin' and searchin'-
this Man and this Woman...
You and I!
I'm dreamin' of a kiss
with you...
your kiss; beginnin' with only one
touchin' our lips
'ahh' so gentle-
this moment,
yet demandin'-
this kiss...
as passion is takin' over-
so much want, so full of desire
a moan and a sigh...
these sounds; from I-
explorin' with your tongue
along my lips
a flick, a nibble
openin' to allow you in-
'mmm' You know I'm likin' that!
this Man and this Woman...
You and I!
I'm dreamin' of ultimate closeness
with you...
'ohh yes' this is what I'm wantin'!
between us
movin' my hair aside-
kissin' me by my ear,
across my neck-
sendin' shivers down my spine!
caressin' your chest,
along your shirt-
feelin' your heat from within!
reachin' your arms upwards
as I'm pullin' your shirt
up and off-
'mmm' ****
takin' me out of mine
'mmm' yes!
unhookin', unsnappin',
some pullin' down-
'ahh' now we're bare!
we lie back down;
you on top of I!
reachin' for me,
as I'm openin' my legs-
we're so ready for this!
been waitin' and wantin'
this...
for many weeks!
guidin' you in
enterin' me between my things
'ahh' such intense yearnin'
teasin' and pleasin'-
we get all Tangled Up!
explorin' to get one another
there...
feelin' heavenly complete!
achievin' satisfaction
so incredible-
you keepin' me close
I'm snugglin' in
peaceful silence...
closin' our eyes
driftin' into blissful sleep
this Man and this Woman...
just You and I!
'mmm' I'm openin'
my eyes
rememberin';
"I'm Only Dreamin'; Yet Again~"
2007
COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
I'm comin' home Maggie, fightin' no longer!
They're sendin' me home from that hell of a war.
I've given me best, now I'm done with the fightin'.
There's nothin' can take me away anymore.
It seems like forever that I've been a-travelin',
by air and by boat and by train and by car,
Me heart has been achin' to be here beside ye,
to see ye and kiss ye and hold ye once more.
'Twas once we went laughin' and once we went runnin',
up to the high hills, and down to the shore,
oh do ye remember, we used to go dancin'!
Everyone watched as we burned up the floor!
I'm home again, Maggie, home at last, Maggie!
Wi' only a stump where me leg was before,
I'm home again, Maggie, oh my sweet lassie,
Death's all that can take me-- I'll wander no more.
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 4:25 PM UTC
Man it's been so long since we've hung out
Too many weeks pass my minds got doubt
It gets harder to tell what you believe in
What you sendin to hell
I just try and get in touch with you
No cell phone no phone calls
Things get confused
But here I am
Still praying for you
Still begging for you
Are you gonna return
Does the difference make a difference
Have you completely fell off
I just ask one thing
I don't care what it is
Come back in one piece
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
Trying hard to keep my head
On tight so not to float off
I take these nights with nothin' to do
And write things down so not to feel blue
There is a fight in us all
A fight to block out the silence we all rarely talk about
To hear the crack of the crow outside this window
Is the only stinging blow I've grown to know
To be born in this time is to be born in any other
With the flushing meadows wide with green flashing pride
And the cunning river roaring for all to know and carry
With mother nature smiling all the while admiring
Working through the hours, the minutes, the seconds
Knowing that the open road will soon shout to beckon
Sendin' me out to the great dying unknown
No use to imagine the sights, wouldn't be right
In these forms of high art, high living, all expensively feelin' ******
Where promises of a God were said to be lingering here
But all I'm feeling in these lonesome parts of town
Is nothing but the drop of pin that makes no sound
Take me to a place where I wear no face
To live a life that will die at mid tomorrow night
Take these hours from me and I'll fight for the light
With bloodied knuckles clenching flirty nickels
Tonight these walls are lonesome, ***** and stranded
I'm feeling the touch of what it means to be branded
Tucked in a corner with all the rest of the world
With a head held up but a soul hanging low
Father listen hard when I start speaking to you
What are your next steps in life, what are you gonna do?
There ain't much time for making money in this worried world
You always told me to pick up the heels, fake to be real
Trains exhale their gases screaming screeches outlandish
The sides of my head are tilting as my sides are roundish
Feet are swelling to the size of ripping watermelons
And the eyes are rolling back never wanted to achieve millions
But the tears that smell of whiskey rye
And the breath that wreaks of ashy lies
Has always been the love I've been searching for
Slowly leading my life to a quiet rippling lore
Apr 14, 2011
Apr 14, 2011 at 6:40 PM UTC
yo
need yo-self some coverage
what if you get in a ax-e-dent
I got a little something for you......
I’m pimpin pauly
a financial planner
insurance guru
no ones badder
he’s ****** with your lame rates
offerin you better bank states
better call for quote dog
don’t forget to say thanks
I’m pimpin pauly –
I’m pauly pimpin
sendin him diff-rent
clients on the real tip
lookin to save
for a dope trip
maybe you got your throat ripped
he works with HMO’s, *****
savin dollas
makin ya holla
give him a calla
no mo shoppin
middle of the malla
wont fall-a
be a balla
I’m pimpin Pauly –
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
yeah ***** wanna make
enemies with me
ya see me flossing pistols with shining jewelry
not tryna be purtttty
but im coming with
the wrath of a panther
expanding my legacy
in every community
black folks hispanic folks
stop letting them smoke
out ya mind i grind with as i shine
over enemies they stay worried about me
and how i beat my feet so swiftly
enemies i line em
up one by one
this aint a game son
i be the don next kindred
of the holy one
died like my homie
did at thirty three and a half
Picture me dyin'?
for a world that never
carried about my ***
now these ******* coming fast
flash of my past
but im back to put them on they ***
check my gun blast
to this ***** name "militant returns"
now ya soul burned body stunned
by my lyrics spittin'
like bullets lock n loaded
explode it
through ya brain cells
i see you aint livn' well
ya see should haven't made enemies with me
ya punk *****
livin in this life
of sin from begin
to the very end
will the father lord
let me in?
casted as a plant
but my roots grew up a ***** up
now im makin' rants
for my childish antics
never panic while i bust at politics
once my pistols hit
ya melon aint no
tellin' or jailin'
me in this penitentiary
i was born rugged
and ill die rugged
life is raw so **** it
gotta set black forts
for the crooked courts
feedin' my thoughts
esoteric knowledge
soon ill be a corpse
for exposing so much
secrecy to all my
known enemies
triple teamin me
it dont matter
the more they come
they more i dump
sendin- bombs like Trump
nah i mean transform on the scene
never puff bio green
coming wicked across yo screen
**** this dream for cream
DC white house i know ya fear me
but shouldn't have made
enemies with mehh
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 12:29 PM UTC
- makin coffee in the French press
- sippin the hot coffee
- takin the red line to class
- finally singing after a long time
- looking up & realizing I am existing in Chicago
- feelin good
- knowing I will always stay who I am
- incorporatin the word "truely" into my daily thoughts in order to inspire myself into being true with everything and truely accomplishing everything for myself
- textin my mom and saying I love her
- textin my dad and saying I love him
- sendin my journalism teacher a thank you email
- textin my choir director a hello text
- texting Roni and loving Roni all the time
- stopping on the street and breathing and feelin the air around me because I'm alive
- havin this same feeling tomorrow
Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 3:57 AM UTC
With eyes that take the spit in my mouth and evaporate it.
That take my sense of balance and eradicate it.
Vertigo.
Get up slow.
Walk over for a long hug that feels like a couple seconds
...But I've lost all sense of time
And my words aren't really mine cuz talkin aint really on my mind.
You sendin all kinda signs that you likin what you see,
N I'm sendin all the signs that I'm lovin who I need.
The feel I need,
Got the feel that she'd read me like I've read her.
Diamond in the rough like Esther
And I aint mad at that.
Bright beauty bout to give me cataracts.
N I'm caught in those deep brown ojos
That catch the light just so.
N those eyelashes so long like they tryna lash out n butterfly kiss me.
Baby love me like I think you do,
Let me smell ya scent, get a clue,
I just want a hint of you.
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 7:35 AM UTC
Whip that **** out you ***** ape
Man that's sick yo she ain't your date
Who are you that's not your style
Watch your back We all gon hate for awhile
**** man it's all your fault
Hey that wound needs some salt
Like you saw it all but didn't catch a hint
Thinking with your **** ***** as some lint
Man you scarred her
No ones callin you **** sir
Gettin rejected accepted which way is your gang
They tell you and turn their backs and boy they let you hang
Pushed her off the edge your up next
You might as well leave boy without sendin a text
Its not about you fix her first
Call her help her she's about to burst
People they crazy no longer see you baby
Their backs turned forever see ya later maybe
Sep 29, 2012
Sep 29, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
I once had a dream,
Turned into a nightmare
Thought I was livin’,
Found out I had died.
Heard all of the jokes,
But I just kept laughin’,
Told a couple myself,
And somebody cried.
World keeps on turnin’,
We keep getting’ older,
Mirrors and reflections,
Are foggy today.
All of our children
Are livin’ their own lives,
Sendin’ us emails,
“Hope you’re doin’ OK.”
I know that they mean well,
I did much the same,
Life’s movin’ faster
It’s a young person’s game.
Pushing the edges, and
Paintin’ new pictures
No room for old folks,
Nobody’s to blame.
Friend me on Facebook,
Post pictures of grandkids
I’ll know what you’re doing,
I’ll know where you are.
Enjoy all the hours
You have with your children
Your chips earned as parents
Only get you so far.
PwL 4/15/06
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
“Take off your clothes.”
this is a ***** and devoted clan
“I’ll be there,” he said. “Early.”
he is slavery’s plantation overseer. of his medals
he cherishes one
A ***** BOY WHISTLED AT HER AND THEY KILLED HIM
the back of his home is a tool house. they turned south on Mississippi No. 1
there was no moon as they drove. there had been no denial
he’s tired o’ livin’, Chicago Boy, tired o’ sendin’ your kind down here
don’t disapprove enough of them. resist the revolt of colored men
they turned south on Mississippi No. 1. they filled him so full of poison
that he was hopeless
“I’m not afraid of you.”
they included sons, grandsons and a nephew of Moses. his body bears
multiple shrapnel wounds. close range killing “he ain’t got good sense”
nobody was holding him. he was as tough as they were
hypocrisy exposed; myth dispelled
for the first time – the story no jury heard
he looked like a man, Chicago Boy
this is the sum of the facts
A ***** “CHILD” WHISTLED AT HER AND THEY KILLED HIM
he had heard of the trouble. he wanted to go home
dark-visaged, talkin’ mighty big. he staggered under its weight…
dark-visaged, he stood there naked. carried it to the river bank
stand him up there on that bluff. mark him for a coward and a fool
here are the facts
just whip him, Brother, if that won’t scare Chicago Boy
it was Sunday morning, a little before seven.
here, for the first time, I’ll pay you for the damages
they tried dirt and gravel roads, drove along the levee
here for the first time, I didn’t think they’d **** a boy
if that won’t scare Chicago Boy, hell won’t
“You still as good as I am?”
for three hours that morning, there was a fire
I’ll blow your head off, Chicago Boy
pistol whipping bruises more than it cuts
Chicago Boy, Chicago Boy
I’m no bully, Chicago Boy
Brother, whip him, shine the light on down
Brother, the Big River bends around.
the real answer is the remarkable part
“I’m as good as you are.”
seventy-two hours later – eight miles downstream
the half in their fraternity was forgotten.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
Hey baby, are you still up, I wanna tell something
There's this feeling, keep on coming, I wanna let go and stop pretending
You see, I love being around, with ya by my side
When we dine, then we roll and we ride
But I don't see the warmth of your smile no more
Not feelin same love I've been having before
I'm not sendin ya out of the door
It's just you're my star no more
When I'm all alone and you call on my phone
I answer it but am not talkin on my own
You see, I'm doing this for us not to get a lotta hurt
You a fine lady, I don't want ya to get hurt
I may love you, that's why I want you to have the best
That's not me, I'm just a guy like the rest
Not as rich as bill, Not as pretty like Apollo
I don't wear a suit, just an old sweaty polo
I don't see us living together tomorrow
I wanna see you happy though even if it'll bring me sorrow
To break ya heart is not my intention
To let ya go is a **** hard decision
You're a **** good girl, that's hard to forget
Leavin ya is the **** i will soon regret
But honey, it's not workin out, I know you know it
I'm not happy no more, I hope you saw it
You've taught me how to love and how to show it
Hope I made ya happy for never again will I do it
Baby girl, forgive me for what I'm doin
Ain't doin' this for nothin', you'll know tomorrow morning
And I don't want to say goodbye, Don't want any tears from ya eye
Never again will you cry, Just think that the blame is all mine
This is a tough time for me, ***
Forgive me for what I've done
Tomorrow morning, you won't see me lying in this bed
I'm going away, to somewhere high and quiet instead
Though I'll be leaving, don't go on believing
In ya mem'ry, In ya heart, Hope I'll be living.
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 8:30 AM UTC
The last of six children
You made your way late
Through the humdrum of life
In the Volunteer state
Strapped to the hollows
Where your daddy and kin
Pulled coal from the mountains
And mine shafts within
The hum of the smokestacks
And the fog of the earth
Wore at your senses
And questioned your worth
While the cracks in the family
Like the cracks in the hills
Were as easy to slip through
As fortune’s goodwill
So you took to the bottle
And you took to the boys
With a thirst for the throttle
And the late barroom noise
While your mama and daddy
Sat at home by the phone
Sendin’ prayers for their youngest
Toward the gold plated throne
The folks down in Loudon
Remember too well
The night you rolled through
In your dust caked Chevelle
And the way it spun out
On a stray slab of ore
And careened down the slope
For the cold valley floor
The dirt in those hills
Never merited much
Beyond the black rock
Buried deep in its clutch
But the same soul that sprawled
Beside granddaddy’s grave
Was the same soul consumed
By the soil that day
When the April rains whisper
Their song to the pines
And the distant train whistles
Its lonesome steel whine
Deep in the thunder
Behind the grey hue
Your memory glistens
Like the late morning dew
The last of six children
You made your way late
Through the humdrum of life
In the Volunteer state
Pining for something
Your voice could not name
A dream and a dreamer
Too restless to tame
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
One here's come to the two
To the muthaphukkin three
Gangsta in me far from empty
I stay on fool quick to serve
All adversaries with tool
After I smoke you
Dump on you just like trump
Bankruptcy part two
From begin to end
I'm in it to win break all the shells
From fake *** storey tells enticing he'll
Got homies in the joint laughing well
Black and Latino nation soon to rebel
If a million stand tall
How can they put us all in jail
So I'll cast the spelling pen
Makin a G putting my nuts on ya chin yeah
Ya couldn't shoot at me
And not expect a come back
Fool I'm from the hard hood
So I bomb like Bagdad
Run for cover
Cuz Yosef kills like no other
Stuck up in a daze yea I'm in a maze
Feelin good cuz made a pay day with an ak
Like dilinger gun slinger don't call me ******
My images is bigger bigger
Like the sound of my trigger
Hates never loved us
***** wanna **** us
Can't believe in emotions cuz they hard to trust rusty me
Naw never thAt I just wanna see ya back tore up from my Mack
Eleven sendin souls to heaven
We can't talk *****
Not talking bout Tevin
So this is ya end send ya prayers
Cuz ya still gonna bend
With muthaphukkin nutz on ya chin
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
No more chillin,
Just sweatin, I’m stressin
I’m rainin down blood from my eyes
Gotta be the best, Superior to the rest
I only wanna touch the skies
I’m bettin high stakes, make no mistake
On eggshells walkin through these land mines
I gotta be strong if I’m gonna prove him wrong
His looks alone pierce my heart like dull knives
I gotta change my ways to see different days
There’s more to me than just some good times
I never hurt so much til he walked in
But best believe he’s sendin me good vibes
There’s depth to his stares, he actually cares
My past lovers from himself he divides
He’s only givin tough love, no baby gloves
This aint a phase, he’s really changin both our lives
He told me passion is only a distraction
Who cares about your heart or the size
Results and achievments are what they want
But these are just a few words for the wise
Now I’m livin in better days, true to my new ways
I’ve released all these bindes and cut these ties
Now I’m just chillin,
No more sweatin, no stressin
I’m not goin back, no compramise.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
Her I sit, just trying to write
Applying to jobs like that’s my life’s plight
To pave right ahead, don’t think till I’m dead
Grows heavy feelings in fingers like lead
What feels not genuine in things I’m sendin them?
I try and be real yet I see I pretend again
Again and again, deceits all I’m lendin them
Breath nice and slow and try an begin again
Again and again, nothings been mended friend
Take what you’ve got and take what you’ve done
Throw all that on paper, compressed into one
Page
One single page
My resume
What does it say of me?
Dry tidbits of years and hours that came from me
Once it was sang from me
Once pulsed and rang from me
Like torrents of heart, blood, and tears
It all drained from me
Left out in the sun, some dry shrinking things
The future will come
Let it bring what it brings
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
Hate man, it soaks to the bone,
leaves you eatin' animosity, every night, alone.
And I know, it can be an easy thing to harbor
but brother understand, it only makes the heart harder.
A slow burn, just like the end of a cigarette,
sometimes it's easier to cling than it is to forget.
That's why I highly advise you breathe easy,
cruise on through it like fluid, smooth in movement.
And my brother please let your wrath fly freely,
Never aim it like a gun waitin' for you to **** and shoot it.
I recognize, life leaves you searchin' for answers you can't find,
,but it's better to let go than to poison your own mind.
I hope you listen to this message I'm sendin'
and try to get a grasp on the lesson I'm stressin'.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC