asheena
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Alekia Abeni says: I really enjoyed this piece. Please keep writing. |
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G.Moore says: Line one. "My thoughts cry to the rhythm of the rain." I remember in one of my creative writing courses back in the day, doc would tell me that line one was most important because it'll draw the audience or run them away. Hella dope! |
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asheena says: Thanks...for the writers touch...I push power into a thought, I switch tempos so much to show that power is always in the begining....and even in the end...Cheers to the arts G! |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY asheena
Escape with LoveLove escaped me... through a river of red that flowed through my heart... Blood? Or was it love? Love escaped me... surfacing within me with no outlet traveling through warm impressions of lies taking turns for the worst so perhaps the red river would burst into a cut that would let love out so that.... love could escape me Turns out my escape for love was still I was dead I let love escape so that I can escape with love and love chased me dead
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Jus' Goin Inn in Sheena's Writers DenLa la la la la la its time to say Goodbye To all the weirdos who don't know that they are monsterous geniuses To all the women exploiting their goods like our past history didn't do it enough To the depressed who are not depressed but are equally talented and need more prayers to exsist in them To the liars who tell good stories but missed their value to be the best selling story teller To all you guys who are reading this.... I write like I write because I can and I chose to be on this site so that you follow me so that your mental mind can win This is me in my place to be at Sheena's Writers Inn
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Death in PartFor every chance given I intercepted the knowledge but I was always blind sided by the meaning I disguised myself to be the word but exposed into the pure world it cured me with the death of hate followed by mental performance at a low rate but then I prequalified myself to be identified by oneself and then I cured death with pure life and now I am free because I believed in Myself |
Try LinesI saw the fire sign but I was out of line with the humiliation of illiteracy and thenn I walked right into the fire I chanced the feeling of pain Fear not was the line that he gave Though I was illiterate my heart was considerate to obedience and now im illiterate with a gift that made me relaize my ouline was in line from the devine |
Circus ClownsIn the eyes of him was laughter with no sound With the mouth on him there were no words In spite of him I touched down with anger With the delight in him My circus of anger was abused with hidden frowns No show of display, by his dismay He never excepted my play His performance was the attraction of a woman so profound With the mouth on him there were no words He never fooled with a womens thought of circus clowns
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I dine with?At a table with no place I still eat my desired taste My utensils is my knowledge My plate is my mind The glass that sits to the right, is my write Half full with expectations and half empty with no dreams My food is fear that sets place on my plate I dine at a table with no hope in place I dine, at a table with no place |
Be, Be, Be, Be.....The Beast she Be She Be the Beast She speaks to Be The Beast Be she She Beats the Be and Release's the Beast The Beast she Be is the Be to Be the Beauty in the Beast is now Released |
Umbrella EscapadesEscapes await the death on me Signally a rain storm that will never get the best of me Inside I do not die Outside my physical appearance Make way to cry Standin' in the storm my umbrella Catches the one feeling that could never escape from me Life in which I lie with |
Labor NeighborsThe fruit of his labor was to sneak with his neighbor Tailing tales that was the invitation to lie with her escaping happiness creating a devestaion to an engagement of love hurting the future to repeatedly sneak for an unwanted love Lust can only make enticing right Love can only make enticing right To tamper with a package already wrapped To pamper with a package already on track The case is cold, the sneak is bold on the other hand... the opposing neigbors shared the same fruits of their labor |
Status PleasuredHe labled her with a status She gave him reason to be pleasured He fathomed that she was named so... She measured her choice He swaggered with agenda handled so She developed resistantance to gamble so He played with devious strife so she supplemented pleasure and his staus was battered and summoned her soul to have more control and now She's Pleasured with her stautus
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