(2014)
My imitation of the haiku form. Syllables (17): 5-7-5
I got girls for days Like my girls April, and May. But add those days up– Every month, every week All the way down to the
I come to you today Offering to be your knight; Your guardian, The protector of your love... So concrete is my affection:
My blank canvases are a bird or pl… Either way, sure to soar over your… Pace yourself, Greatness: somethi… With a thousand words I paint a p… I’m using not a pen, but a paintbr…
I’m not perfect– I’m no saint And I won’t claim to be. I only strive to be the best that… I don’t believe in violence Which made boxing kinda odd–
Sam & The Sametts; The rock band of the ages. They’ve produced hit after hit, Every song massaging souls. There’s 'Hardly Forgettable’',
You keep your guard up Protecting yourself like a knight. But you’re the queen– Not the knight. You’re more like the day–
I’m rich in knowledge. I have a conscious mind. I’m aware of how my people became Slaves and Christians at the same… Going from kings and queens
Free your mind. Take on the adventure! Life is life, we don’t need a ment… No outside philosopher And his off-brand philosophy.
Since when does a thought not coun… It’s a shame to have so many thoug… But lack the ability to express th… Or to just let someone bury them a… Wasting a brain is starving every…
Separated myself from An uncivilized civilization And traveled into the wild Where I can hug trees and see pea… I am a wild man,
I’m feeling like a Reporter with breaking news But no camera crew
Endless stars fill the night sky, Dazzling– bewitching– stars. Stars that could stun With a simple twinkle. Many nights spent stargazing.
I’m in love with a ghost.. She’s not really here in one way o… Trying to convince her she’s the o… But it goes in one ear and out the… We need to have a photo shoot
center A girl told me once Not to call her “sexy”. She said its kind of insulting in… But after she broke it down for me
I realize I’m the last person You wanna hear from right now; After all, I’ve brought nothing To your world, but rain– Knowing the ink on the page