They move like the ocean ,in one direction , back and forward .....never changing as they accept the rhythm of life that has been pass down from the generations before , to see a change in this rhythm call life. .....one must change his or her complete concept and develop their own perception .....for we all were born with the same ability to identify with pure intelligent give logical and unlogical ;
Social massive , the window to prosperity come from knowledge ;
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hymnagen says: This work edifies. Well done |
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debbieownsthis says: Love the way u word ur words, within an incredible flow, to make an incredible ink! |
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Poetic08' says: Thanks Queen Debbie |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Poetic08'
"Majestic Soul "How I reach far and wide , in search of one so divine as you , everything that you produce from inside, remind me of the Universe, you catcher may attention with out even trying, it's amazing how when you were created , you were created in the image of a goddess , your moon soft and gentle, truly you are a majestic soul.  |
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I can not undermine your presence....cause the universe will not allow it , it make me to realize. That the very fabric of your being is.... essential to that of a goddess , the way you speak , the intelligent words that escape from your soul to remind me....that a diamond too can speak: Black Woman, it bewild me to stand next to you....cause your vibration is so earth tone....yet it the prefect balance of what so above , stand below;
Black Woman, and the way you magnify your strength, only leave me to understand, that nothing can exist without the one divine love of a ( Black Queen) for your soul is so deep and so Intense....that in most case it can not be understood ;
Black Woman, i chase your fire....cause i know am in the right place, to be love the right way. |
"Can i mention your name"I hear there were a place where only Identical souls, play like lover and mingle like neo soul music and vibe at a frequent higher than normal range.... Can i mention your name , in this place of glitter....cause everything here is a reflect of the most precious diamond I have every seen ....My Beautiful Queen, can and may i mention your name....cause understand the very significance, of loving a Queen soul. |
"Black Poet"Above the rim my soul reach enpectable highs , seeking only that which can match this passion within me....surely you speak....yet from a foriegn land with unusualable dialects, I heard your language before , nothing change about the style of it , just the face , i wanted to feel you . But your soul had been battered....from many wars before me .....so how could you every hear me a black poet. |
Black Love
Today seem unbalance....yet we play with the though of forever....so many common interest, she laughed, I laughed, she cry , I cry..... our moods seem to reflect something more than lust, greater than I and you; At the end of day , we became this thing many seem to ignore....as both of our souls chase the very thing we want more, black love |
UntitleU talk to the surface of me....but not my soul , u talk to the surface of me....yet u hear not my soul, u see my pain....but yet u know not how to answer it....so the conversation carry on....u talk to the surface of me, but miss where this is going....how loud must i speak. |
Marriage meMarriage me and let me define....the real logic behind your soul .....as i give you a greater answer to is heaven real, Marriage me; so i may show you the reasons behind the sunset in the morning and the falling of day; Marriage me, so that i may see all the mystery why you are call a phenomenal Queen ; Marriage me; so that i too may know the fine taste of expensive wine. |
"My Queen"
Did you not hear the echoing of my soul, as every part of the elements reminded you of my presence : My Queen; did you not hear the echoing of my soul, as you went out into the streets....to play among wolves....and to only become their victim: My Queen: did you not hear the echoing of my soul , as every touch you felt , I felt ( My Queen, did you not hear the echoing of my soul....a long the walls of your great temple. |
UntitleUnder your soul,i find my peace ,the gentle touch of your hands i find all that i desire ,the sound of your voice,play with no ending, how i long for you ,it knows no time .....just as the breathe you breath , i die to be a part of it. Black Queen |
Black QueenYour so beautiful!!!!!, That even a blind man could see you..... |