honey untasted

i walk into the dance floor,
shaking my head to the flow,
the music stops and everyone looks at me with a glow,
she moves at me rily slow,
i smile coz this is a chance i wouldnt blow.

She touches my face,
with her eye ball moving from my head to my shoe lace,
she bends over and to my crouch she moves her ass in manner of ways,
with my hand on her hip holding her dress,
we dance to 'welkam back' the song by mase,
then she sneeks me out of the club without a trace.

To the dark corner of the street,
she takes me to treat,
i thought to myself i might be one of her male fleet,
i guess first things first let me flirt.

With her dress up,
i draw near to close the gap,
i touch her slow from knee up her lap,
its a one night stand pap,
and i am her flie in her trap.

She eats me alive,
as her meal i survive,
call me naive,
but i didnt taste the honey in her hive.

torn

she has a perfect body,
with curves like a godess,
always strong and boldy,
with a black skin thats golden.

She is the type you wanna be with,
an air that many breath,
one to bite tenderly with my teeth,
a beauty that will never seize.

Shes my friends girlfriend,
or rather i prefer its a pretend,
for her id catch a granade,
only if her boyfi blew with the first.

Av already kissed her,
a taste thats true,
i want to be with her,
now am telling the truth.

She admits she likes me,
she wanna break free,
sometimes she wanna let it be,
she hates to let him feel the sting of a bee.

Am in dillema between beauty and duty,
to keep my buddy or have a booty,
to get touchy or murky,
to be wanky or count my self lucky,
what would you do?

tree spot

remember our spot under the tree?
where we would let ourselves free,
we were jus little kids in pri,
an attractrion that started before we were three.

The tree would shed its leaf,
our love would grow not in brief,
we would share our moments of happiness and grief,
you are the first of my hearts thief,
kept it close not to drift.

Remember our first kiss?
One that sparked our undying bliss,
one that calmed our burning desire into peace,
our union would be of a single piece,
for you i would go down on my knees,
you would say honey stop this,
i would give my vows in witnes of the trees,
to forever love and please,
to keep you in my heart and never say i miss.

Now that we have grown past the tree,
its chilly and at the bus stop,
waiting for you as i listen to this crazy hiphop,
come lets visit our tree on top,
in remembrance of where it all started to pop,
its always our sign of good hope,
if you dont appear my heartbeat will stop.

bye

the silvery drop of tear,
shinning on my skin thats clear,
cleansing all my fear,
i know she wouldnt be coming back near.

She says baiby i do wanna leave,
i fear for our loves thief,
so pure we wouldnt need a sieve,
baiby dont away it give.

I kiss her tenderly and say bye,
i wish i knew you were a lie,
in love again il never try,
its like letting yourself fry.

She clings on me and holds me tight,
i try not to fight,
the memories flies in a light,
she kisses me back with a bite.

We make love,
it flushes in my mind its her i dont have,
i remove my laminating glove,
we used to do it without when she was a dove.

That was our last touch,
our last time in watch,
if i could i would mend that patch,
maybe i wouldnt die in search.

if i was a girl

if i was a girl,
i would have my picture on my wall,
i wouldnt judge if he is short or tall,
as long as he satisfies my all.

I would kill with my dress,
let alone when i undress,
i would strive for success,
never to end up some bastards mistress.

I would treasure my one,
the only one i call my man,
i would teach him and from him learn,
how to be happy with each other and have fun.

I wouldnt apply lots of makeup,
my natural beauty i would take up,
if he doesnt care i would ask for a break up,
for a chance with my ex i would make up.

If he is nice i wouldnt keep him pending,
only to lose by sending,
my love wouldnt be for lending,
it would be for the welthiest of love trading.

My sexual satisfaction would be eminent,
only to my guy who is prominent,
who kisses me and flies my thougts from my predicament,
one i would keep permanent.

If i was girl,
i would love me first,
before am swept by a thug fast,
i would show them dust,
to show that its a new generation and we are done with the past.

f'd up day

its been a long day,
lots of price to pay,
fading black now grey,
a hunter becoming the prey.
To calm my soul i listen to Dr. Dre.

It started with me waking up late,
i guess i had sealed my fate,
to end up with my mild hate,
coz like a fish i took that bait.

Followed loss of Arsenal club,
coz of the Arsene's crap,
the first match should have been the test lab,
i guess we dont learn when we have a match out for grabs.

Then theres this flower,
a scented one you would love her,
i saw her from my tower,
beautiful with some loverble girl power,
i feel now shes just a passing shower.

I never wish for this day ever.

striperz love

rivers flows down paralell mountains,
from my beautiful flaping curtains,
its a flow that i dont intend to maintain,
sadness that doesnt entertain.

Darkness overwhelms my white soul,
in grief of my love, Doll
we first met when she was working on a striping poll,
say love at first sight i never wanted to loose my sight of the goal.

I paid her for a lap dance,
i wasnt used to this i promise i would do it once,
her boobs and body wouldnt let me miss a glance,
to let her work on me with her ass and hands.

At first she wouldnt tell me her name,
she said it was part of the game,
in fear of me to tame,
being her best client she told me not to blame.

I asked her to leave work,
to come with me back,
home not for a fuck,
but to rediscover her selflove that she lack.

Only for her to respond 'am infected and i have a day to live'

insomnia

its exactly 3AM in the morning,
i cant find a reason for yawning,
all my girlfriends are already asleep no need for phoning,
i guess thats why Colemore came up with this awkward time of calling.

Darkness covers the whole of my body,
with my dark skin it will time to be found by somebody,
my roommates keep on moving on their bed,
maybe they have a nightmare and they are trying to run before they get fed.

I sing to the hiphop song playing softly,
i hear someone mumble loudly,
its one of them who always talk in sleep,
for that reason i think if i had super glue i would give his lips some grip.

A bloody skiny mosquito bites my ass,
i know what you think!
Yes i sleep naked so whats the fuss,
in persuit of my red ink,
it ends up loosing its life from my hands spank,
as a way of go to hell little blood tank.

I walk slowly to the washroom to take a piss,
as HIT EM UP plays in the background,thats Tupacs diss,
hoping to kill my insomnia and get some sleep,i wish
sealing with a prayer am on my knees.

Good night insomniacs!

insanity

its said insanity is repeating
something over and over
expecting different result,
i write love poems over and over
to consult,
to give a sense of admiration and
fiction to console,
at the end i get same results.
That love is everyones desire,
you dont need it to sire,
its a burning sensation like fire,
we fall in and out of love but we
never tire,
you cant have love for hire,
most fall knowingly for a liar,
expecting to change someone
prior,
ending with us commiting suicide
with a wire.
Love is an insanity with no cure,
it consumes not fewer,
we end up not sure,
of what made us lure,
falling in love hoping for a pure,
love business is advertised all
wrong until we fall insane

plea of a dying man

what would you say to my burial,
that i was a human beings trial,
would you miss the calls dial?
The one thing that would keep us
one,
the poems i wrote to make fun,
my whispers into your ear,
one that would kill all your fear,
days i would pick your perfect
gear,
to make you look beautiful even
in the darkness,
that was a sense of your
perfectness,
a symbol of our oneness,
the time we exposed our laziness,
as we did it in slow motion,
to exploit our ever sense and
function,
as we moved in compaction,
to show our little affection.
Would you tell people of our fight,
i would let you win even when
am right,
when am wrong my hair would
make a spike,
we would break up and still keep
sight,
to make up and leave us tight,
would you tell everyone that i
was your knight?
Would you tell my mum of of her
grandson?
one that looks just like her son,
a strong boy named after her
brother,
Jackson jaxo junior,
the son i so much adored,
one thats my flesh and blood.
Would you tell my son of my love
for him?
I would give all to teach him be a
man,
a wonderful young lad,
cool and respectable like his dad.
Darling would you have another,
would you give him all tie
pleasures we have?
Baby tell me before am dead.

romance

i used to love it when you are
nude,
maybe coz i would eat you like
some delicious food,
lick the whole of you like a candy
good,
am straight am not talking about
any dude!
The candles would set up the
mood,
the blue and RnB songs would
play as they should.
We would play with each other,
feed each other with berries i
gathered,
we would take each second like
we had no other,
laugh at each others stupid joke
like pink panther.
I would set up the dinner on my
sitting rooms mat,
it felt sexy to know you loved my
every word,
you would make me sound like
shakespear my poetry dad,
you would fall for each of my
every pulled card,
i woud fill like am leading an
orchestra band,
playing to the rhythm of our love.
We would kiss and tell each other
about it,
lay on our backs as we looked at
the starz,
we would draw love heart out of
their arrangement,
the biggest art would a symbol of
our love,
a shoting star would ran at its
center like the cuppids arrow,
that would make us hold close not
to let go.
I guess its all about the romance,
that made us complete for once,
romance with you for would be
my stance.

lazy eyes

today i wanna tell ya about my yesta girl,
she was cold and leaned on the wall,
her cheeks like that of a happy doll,
she's slightly than me not tall.

She has those lazy eyes,
beautiful and fixed on her head up there high,
she pretends not to be shy,
i know thats all an ego lie.

I like her coz she is alergic to cold,
she likes me coz am bold,
with a swingy waist i hold,
she is a beautiful gold.

She is an open minded,
with hips that are widend,
to her lips 1st am guided,
small and she kept them tightened.

With the persistence she kisses me an only,
a single one that she terms holy,
i believe it will continue wholly,
i jus have to soothe her slowly.

In a world full of confusion,
after whispers of discusion,
i plan to have with her a sweet fusion,
it might kill all this illusions

galaxy loving

as i wall in the darkest times,
i see two twinkling starz,
a half moon accompanies them,
jupiter the planet is also there.

As i get closer,
i see a beautiful trouser,
the stars are the breast,
clean and attracting to feast.

It hits me of the shinny teath,
the smile that lights up the night,
i meet the moon her smile,
i have never seen such beauty.

I hear sounds when she moves,
cha cha cha cha,
jupiter her ass,
with nine beads around her waist.

Darkness overshadows the rest,
i face east not west,
for the sun to reveal my guest,
its a long time waiting.

Impatient i become,
i get close to you,
not to reveal your identity,
guess its the reaction of my blood rush down there.

Deep darkness befall,
a lunar eclipse as i kiss you,
my hands fill the stars,
now its a complete darkness.

I lay with you,
we make love all night,
as i enter you deep,
i shoot a shooting star as i cum,
you become pregnant,
at dusk my son is born.
We call him sun

as we grow

ptss ptss,
i would call a beauty,
this is when i was young on duty,
i would talk much before i got
that booty,
but would end up drunk and my
friends on kutchie.
Hey baib,
as i grew i called her,
i would get laid once in a while,
but i would lie to my boys that i
laid in pile,
and that i would make a list of
file,
all in the name of being man
enough.
My sugarpie,
i termed the chick who laid me
most,
i was proud of my post,
it would straighten up lots,
she was in love with me,
i would take advantage of that,
till i kicked her out of my life,
i guess she hoped to be my wife.
My heartbeat,
this time i would dance to her
beat,
not because i was on heat,
but because i felt my heart lit,
with her beauty and reluctance to
fall for me,
i was in love,
i found myself on the receiving
end.
Hey love,
i intend to call the one il love,
the one il want and want me
back,
one who would see me for whom
i am,
one il kiss and wount tell,
but our bliss would ring a bell,
one who will save me out of this
hell,
one to intertwine our souls with
one i have alot to write about.

brown crush

she has a classy skin thats brown,
in her thoughts am drowned,
with the hips that are round,
if she has a man he should b proud.

Her heart thats warm,
she chooses not with where you are from,
bt with what she is drawn,
with this poem shes drawn.

With her long black hair,
you would say shes fair,
a princess to pair,
i can only imagine when she is bare.

When il ask her out,
in a whispers shout,
hope she wil have no doubt,
coz i may be the man shes been dreaming about.

So my brown lady,
when are you ready,
to go steady,
with this charming poet thats friendly.
;-)

CHOICE

what if we had a choice,
men wouldnt be boys,
girls wouldnt use toys,
and politicians wouldnt make alot of noice.

If i would choose,
i'd never want to lose,
i'd pick you instead of my booz,
to live a polite world with no rules.

If i had to pick,
my mum wouldnt be sick,
my teacher wouldnt use a stick,
and maybe some guy wouldnt be a dick.

If i had to sellect,
my Mp i wouldnt elect,
he's too busy being silly and erect,
a dumb guy with no effect.

This are choices we make,
they may be real of fake,
be careful next time you take,
it might be a nightmare before you wake.
;-)

HALFPOETS

its the new way of life,
struggles in your troubles and strife,
success and your thrive,
love and hate you deprive,
blood in your poking knife,
busy moments in that hive.

its a call for an extra comment,
nightmares and the torment,
kisses i recommend,
poetry with no amend,
likes that you tend,
the emotions we blend.

its justice for the weak,
even when it lasts a week,
cure for a disease,
everything that you wish,
the chain thats our leash,
the message we teach.

success in our mind,
calmness we find,
to dreamland we ride,
in every boat and tide,
lets ride in one bind,
welcome to halfpoets and unwind.