A One On One Deep Conversation About Death

Number 3 on the list as far as my top ten most powerful poems I written since I started blogging. I will re blogging two more poems then I will be moving on for good. I hope you enjoy reading this and feel free to comment

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This was a heart to heart conversation about life and death. Two people are going back and fourth, expressing their deepest thoughts

Michael:

We don’t know what it feels like to die.

Never been in it’s presence or time.

We know it exist and it’s something we don’t wish.

Until you experience the true meaning of life.

Life is about smile and cries but let’s talk about cries

Why do we cry?

Tears falling from the face comes from a broken heart.

Feels like your life fell apart.

Life itself isn’t hard but the people in it make it

unbearable.

A broken heart makes pain unbeatable.

Pain hurts most when it’s unexpected

like an STD for having sex unprotected.

School teaches you education but what about real life lessons?

Feeling like bubble boy trapped in a bubble.

Trying to remain humble but people mock and laugh at you

So bad…

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This Is A Cold World 

This is number 4 on the list on my top ten most powerful poems list. I hope you enjoy reading this poem I wrote last year

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This is real
and time kills
The stress is
what I feel.
Living in a nightmare
since birth
I ask myself
“Am I cursed?”
Things just got worst
Overthink shit
becuase life is a bitch.
Walk and walk around
all over town.
Contemplating and imagining
wishing things was different
My mind and personality is insipid.
Failed to take leadership
of my priorities.
Tired of responsibilities
Time to take the easy way out.
I need a cheat code
to defeat the boss of each level.
In the mirror I see devils
whispering in my ear
telling me
“God don’t exist here”
I’m tired of working for
a boss
I want to be my own boss.
I’m lost.
Who am I kidding
I been lost,
mentally and spiritually.
Should I turn to Jack Daniels?
Devour liquor like sharks
devour people.
“All men are created equal”
This is hysterical
becuase the man that…

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Do We Know How Long The Distance IS?

This is number 5 on the list as far as my top 10 most powerful poems. This is a very relatable story

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I dedicate this poem to simofutet. She requested me to write a poem on “distance” on my Magic Spell blog in the comment section. If simofutet is reading this now, I hope you really enjoy this poem that I wrote for you and it was a pleasure writing this poem for you.

From happiness to destruction
is what I witness this Christmas
Waking up this morning
and I’m hoping
this is all fiction.
Some reason I’m not excited
to open my presents
and I blame Satan
for the separation
of my parents.
All December
the nightmares
had me afflicted
over and over
being exposed
to my parents
separation
and I have been distant
from my siblings
and I did not help
with the decorations
and everyone is doing
everything they can
to get me to be apart
of the celebration
Christmas is all
a fiction
because real life is…

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What Does The Number 7 Mean To Me?

This is number 6 on my list as far as my top 10 most powerful poem. I will be leaving soon. I will be reblogging 5 more poems after this, then I will be moving on for good.

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The number following 6
can be seen in the view of religion
such as the seven deadly sins

Or think worldwide and list
the seven continents.
North America, South America,
Asia, Australia, Europe
and Antarctica

or take it simple and count the days
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, and Saturday

as I count how many days in a week
as I write and speak I think
of Isaac Newton and the 7 colors
of the rainbow.
Red orange yellow
blue green indigo
and last but not least violet

But I guess you prefer to talk religion
so sit back listen and pay attention.
God rested on the seventh day.
Vengeance will be 7 times over
for the death of Cain
Seven days of the feast of Passover

Seven pairs of every clean animals
into the ark when God instructed Noah

Mary Magdalene was possessed by seven demons.
Seven spirits…

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I Love All Women (but this is for the black women)

This is number 7 of my top ten most powerful poem. I will be reblogging 6 more poems after this then I will be moving on for good. I hope you enjoy reading this.

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As a black man

I love me
a black woman.
Dark chocolate
or caramel
I could tell
most of you
been under appreciated.
I’m here to make
you feel appreciated.
In my world
take the lead
become dominant.
Gain your
independence
and picture my
black penis
as your
Declaration
Of Independence.
Don’t care
what other  men
say
you u are not a bitch.
I just wanna massage
your hips
as I kiss your lips.
Then I come
behind you  still
holding your hips as
I read you this

“Your body is a
work of art.
Look in the mirror
and never be afraid
of you who are.
Of all races
Black women
have it the hardest
but your problems
will be acknowledged
All you need is
a man to listen
and I am here to
listen.
Communication
is important.
So tell me your passion
Tell me favorite poem,
R &B…

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Are We Considered Normal If We Don’t Fear Anything?

This is number 8 of my top 10 most powerful poems.

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What we can’t predict, we fear.
We fear what we can or cannot hear.
We thank God when the fear in us
is no longer here.
When I say ‘here‘ I’m talking about the heart.
How does a fear start?
Most know the answer to this; its simple.
When a past situation made the experience difficult
to the point its stuck in your head
and now that particular thought
makes your mind fearful
and the hands shake, legs quickly trembles. Like a fist to the temple, feels like death,
or something trivial like a pimple on a dimple.
The steps are sequential, when fear has potential
to store negative energy in your mind and body.
Fear is typical, slightly increasing like hourly wage when working for night differential.
But what if you fear nobody or nothing?
Ready for today; the minute death decides to take visit,
entering the…

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Devil’s Politics

This is number  9 of my top 10 most powerful poems “Devil’s Politics ” and to me the most powerful line in this poem is
“Devils is the president that’s winning

every election

and fallen angles are the corrupted politicians in the house of Congress

utilizing musical instruments and technology.”

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Devils politics

Technology and musical instruments

Artist perform and articulate lyrics

that help build their image

but destroy human population.

Women became thots and bitches

Symbolized as sex images

Sexual conduct is promoted

and girls are idolizing

the artists and videos

on television

and becoming sex objects

A bad bitch, a gangsta bitch

a baby momma and a diva.

We glorify these sexual personas

Gain friends and popularity

through the use of weed smoking.

That loud, that reffer, that purple haze,

orange kush

Different slang name, but it all does the same

damage in the brain.

Cells leaking out the head like semen

which leading women to abortion clinics,

children being neglected and a growth of single parents.

Husband and Wife is conservative

Baby momma and Baby daddy is the alternative

and over the years it became repetitive.

Shit sometimes a life is created out of a situationship

since marriage…

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Meaning OF Fear

For my next to blogs, I will be reblogging my top ten most powerful poems I since I started blogging in August 2017.
This is number 10 “Meaning Of Fear” and to me the most powerful line in this poem is
“Handgun on my waist for power and protection.
Killing is evil but self defense is an exception”

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Can you picture my anxiety?
Mind is full of misery, nobody is helping.
Receive 3 curses back to back for every blessing.
Pure stress is what I’m receiving.
The truth is what I believe in , but life is deceiving.
Having me constantly dreaming of heaven
and patiently waiting for the battle of armagedon.
Handgun on my waist for power and protection.
Killing is evil but self defense is an exception
Since the inception of earth murder been existent
Sometimes it’s better to mind your business then to be an eye witness if you wanna make it to Christmas
because a criminal will protect his life by canceling your christmas.
So we become so oblivous when afflicted which makes us into drug addicts.
Addicted to the bad habit can turn a straight man to a faggot.
Sometimes we blame the parents but the most fucked up kids are raised…

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Never Know Who Is Passing By At The Park

I am letting you know that I will be taking a very long hiatus after December, In fact I may be leaving for good. I will be taking a long break from writing poetry and from blogging. This is actually my last original poem I will be uploading. From this point forward I will be reblogging my top ten most powerful poems I have written since August 2017.

Well read and intellectually nimble.
In public remain civil
but my gaze was tranquil.
Flattered by her appearance
but refused to give an compliment
as I approached her in silence
She admired my vigilance
but was startle by my existence
since it was all of a sudden.
Astonished she accepted my presence.
Exploring her curves and she was blushing.
She and I began eye fucking.
Eyes becoming watery like I was snorting
the white horse
My interest became an addiction and I secretly thank God for my hormones.
Dick became hard like Bruce Lee knuckles.
Inside of her thighs looked liked a rain puddle.
Like toasted everything bagel she was too hot to me and I was to her.
To other people watching us the attraction for each other was obvious but me her were oblivious towards everything around us.
We was ready to sin because we were inflamed with lust.
Not giving a fuck, we suddenly undressed each other.
I was more hornier than ever.
I knew better but it was whatever because right then and there I had to fuck her.
Slid my penis in and I began to thrust her.
People walked by were cheering us on
Cars driving by was beeping their horns.
We were all over the park’s lawn.
I kept thrusting until I came inside her gave her a creampie.
Still naked looking up and the sky
felt like I was in heaven until my wife walked past by and saw me.

Single Mother

Whispering in your ear, the minute we open the double doors

Finger you in the theater, drop the panties to the floor

I beat it hard like its drumline, Nick Cannon in the front row

Cocky attitude, can’t read, and yet hitting it like a pro

I never look down, my strokes are profound,

cover your mouth so you don’t make a sound,

bitting your lip, pound after pound

Hardcore and you feel it deep in the core.

Calling me daddy, like Eddie Murphy on Daddy day care.

Irnoically I will take care of your body as I’m pulling your hair.

I’m telling you keep you voice low, don’t want nobody to hear.

Grinding and I be lying if I said I wasn’t in my feelings.

Every ounce of cum from your pink pussy, I’m feeling.

Pussy pink like the energizer bunny.

Bitting down on your night gown with your two front teeth.

You are so horny it’s actually scary,

I’m dumbfounded like Uncle Phil when conversing with Hillary.

I always had hour power, but you reduced me to a minute man.

Nutting inside you was not part of my plan.

But times up, time for me to scram.

Always remeber, don’t let nobody judge you because you will make a wonderful single mother

and I will love you forever