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  The darker the berry the sweeter the juice, My skin faultless even with these cuts and bruise, Enchanted and unblemished all around the grid, My skin magical for I’m a special breed.   And in the sun my juicy melanin sparks, My native afro scorches and tans, I loosen my bantu knots and let my dreads fall, To give me shade and hide my face-walls.   In the grasslands I am a free lad with a crown, Take the lead as my servants trail up and down, Stiffen my shole so it doesn’t get puffed by the wind, And scare away the wild ones trying to take my sheep.   My sons and daughters are all strong and grown, Ingenious and able to live on their own, Ailment and illness to us is a falsification For never in my life have I had any medication.   All good and seamless until rolling-snowball-heads came, To trade my perfect culture for diseases and chaotic social lives, They envy my complexion and wish they had my perfection, Tho’ despising but truly they’

  It’s funny how quickly you forget, The very first time we met, My heart hopped a beat, I caught my breath a bit,   I knew from that day, That something was right but in the wrong way, I saw you look at me, With your brown eyes shining and free.   My heart sunk to the floor, And hid the keys to its doors, It shied away from the reality, It shied away from you.   At that time you looked not free, I knew from that moment that we could never be, I glimpsed at your inquisitive eyes, And assumed to myself that I will never be yours.   And when the reality hit my brain, That there’s not much to gain, But to remain just friends, For that’s how it was going to end.   Not sure just how you felt, Sorry if I ever made your heart melt, But my heart said no, Not more than friends.   The love we share could never be, But just for the little bit, Let’s remain best of friends, For that’s how it was planned to end.   get tezodigital app for free HERE  

  My charming blissful angel with eyes of blue, It's dreadful to believe that someday I’ll lose you. I have a heart able to offer much more, I really thank God for opening this door. Your senses are full of contentment and glee, I’ll keep you joyful now that you’re with me. Frequently what goes through my head, Is how I’d be if I’d given you up instead? My genii came through when my thoughts had a fight, Heartened me and made my being right. Through someone, to me a stranger, She spoke, like the Heavens messenger. Made me realize that I really could do it, And picked me up from the futility pit. From that day to me you were like glue, I got attached and couldn’t imagine ever losing you. Sometimes my thoughts happened of failing, That maybe I’d provide less for your indulging . But from the first day, you accepted my reality, And like my momma, you loved me for me. Having you in my life I will never regret, For what you’ve done to me I’d never forget. Giving y

  The delightful Black Empress, Elegant, misjudged, often unnoticed. Arrogance she lacks,  Even though she is pure perfection.... She hovers across the universe, Noble in her being.... The most beautiful pigment upon this Earth, Black queen, The Beautiful.... Strength in plenty, she displays, determination and complete elegance..... In her vicinity you will feel, the presence of royalty, not only magnitude..... In all vibrant feminine attributes, she stands serene and tall..... Like a soldier to her people, She will never let them tumble.... Let all hail thy black empress, A definition of perfection and art..... For the beautiful Black Crowned head is graceful, Immaculate, She ….she is perpetual.    

Millions of treasures deep in the ocean, But one is more precious – every so often, A squillion stars up in the sky, But one shines brighter – I can’t deny, Love so precious love so true, The love from my heart – to you. Heavens doors open when of you I muse, The angels chant when to you – I converse. You at all times know just what to say, Just speaking to you brands – my night and day. It’s you I think of when I wake up, It’s you I should talk to – just before I sleep. Receive my heart as your Christmas gift, And take me in whole – your new year bid.

It seems like the only thing on my mind is you No matter how much I try forgetting you, all I do is think of you. In the day time I see you In my dreams I see you When I close my eyes I see you Then there is reminisce of the times we had together And the emotion that I felt when in your arms storms into my brain Yes it storms into my brain oh wait! Watch out! It’s ah hurricane You better bolt down your heart so the winds wouldn’t blow it away You better Glad rap brain so the rain won’t wet it away And don’t forget to tie your legs with mental cords and bag wire Because when the wind and rain intensify, is pressure And pressure does lead to pain and pain does lead pleasure Then the hurricane subsides and the aftermath is disaster So you are alone again and depression is what you suffer Yes depression is what I suffer All I do is lie in bed and watch at the ceiling I can’t even cry because you were never worth my tears I can’t sleep because I am afraid that that sound would start to p

 I wish I could leave my skin For just one day. See if with me The hurt would stay. Change my name, Forget my past. See if with me The pain would last. Trade this life For fortune and fame. Stop crying these tears And bleeding my pain. Speak my voice And have it heard. Have 'love' mean More than just a word. Not stress over school, Or worry about home. Not feel so smothered, Yet look so alone. If not for you, I'd find no reason to live. I constantly take, And hardly give. The emotion is 'pathetic' That hovers in my air. Tarnishes my blue eyes, Taints my blonde hair. Such an individual Holds a reason to cry. Locks the memories away, Stores her yearning to die. I remember those eyes So full of lust. Using my love While gaining my trust. I can still feel her hand As our fingers entwine. She stole that precious moment I thought was just mine. 'All's fair in love and war', Or so the saying goes. All my bat tle scars Reflect the path that I chose...

  On that day, That day I was searching for treasures or shingles in the richest of waters and the purest of lakes when your face…   when your face like the flowers from the rosses yet jolly like the moon in a well where I might wish…   might well wish for the iced fervor of your kiss; on my lips on water, where your face…   where your face was mirrored, beautiful, not really there when I turned to look behind at the emptying air…   the emptying air pairing the flowers, reminding me how much I need you, but I don’t really know you yet you’re the one..   You’re the one and I’ll find you, Hunt you down like treasures or shingles, And make you mine on that day..   On that daaaayyy….. OBURA   image:pin/shady/melanin/in/water

  Maybe one day the beating of my heart will cause your tears to flow.  Maybe one day the mention of my name will cause your heart to break.  Maybe one day the thought of my embrace will fill you with pain.  Maybe one day my presence will be the reason for your distress and anguish.  Maybe one day I will darken your sun.  Maybe one day I will pierce your heart.  Maybe one day I will be a painful thought and a hurtful reminder.  Maybe one day I will cause your heart of love to desire the wine of hatred. Maybe one day my kiss will not be magical but betrayal. Maybe one day that familiar tune will kill the smile on your face. Maybe one day that painting of me and us will fade the colours of your joy. Maybe one day that photograph will capture your happiness in exceeding darkness. Maybe one day our memories will cause you to forget the sound of peace and the voice of tranquility. Maybe one day what we shared will leave you hollow, empty and forsaken. Maybe one day I will be all that you ha

Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love Hamlet   I sit out in the open Under the blue sky Spread from end to end As far as the eye sees I am a little dusty Maybe more than I imagine Out here it gets cold at times The rain falls at will The moon comes by at times The stars prefer to just stare Even when I don't see them I have sat here for quite a while A time I cannot quantify I counted the seconds and minutes, At first; Then came the hours and days Weeks followed Until I lost count Through the seasons and changes Elsewhere they'd say spring and summer Winter through autumn I have watched the flowers blossom The leaves have fallen The nests have been abandoned I have been here too long Perhaps it is you I waited for Maybe today is better than yesterday My strings have gathered dust too They are not rusty though My keys long for a slight touch A magical touch perhaps One that will result in a melody A tune tha