A Poets Burial

Footprints

My footprints were invisible
On this hard road I've taken
I've lost my sense of direction
En route to my destination
The easiest road was chosen ...
I was rerouted by temptation
Lost in the middle of nowhere
I'm in need of navigation
I stumbled, I fell,
And landed on my face
I got up, I'm standing,
I held on to my faith
Now my footprints are visible
On this route to Heaven
God's Personal Signals (GPS)
Its here, for all my brethren

© Mr.Poetic Justice

PRIDE

Poetic Spill w/ Poetess Elle McLin

Anthony...
Maybe having too much pride...
Is bad but you should
At least have some and
It shouldn't come as a
Surprise when you no longer
Recognize the person staring back
At you and it's true
Pride goeth before the fall
And Lord knows that some
Of us surely have further
To fall than others and
Having pride isn't an excuse
To run and hide from
What's already inside of you
Your pride has given you
A distorted view of this
World so cold...

Elle...
A world that is so bold,
Hard to hold,
Extremely difficult to mold...
To begin to shape it,
Is to have some pride in oneself
Is most certainly good for one’s health...
To feel accomplished in your good,
To skill yourself... you should
Being proud of from whence you came,
...

OUR INNER THOUGHTS

I don't like you but I love you...
tried my best to put no one above
you or us but I couldn't trust you
to do the same you'd rather extinguish
our flame continue this game of
making me believe you care when
you don't so I wont stick around
to give love where there is none to
be found you have become the ring
master and I have become the clown
of this circus you have to know that
real love cant be purchased with
fake smiles and lies and no matter
how hard you tried not to drown in
the tears you cried I still tried to
save you be your life preserver
use to look at you and think I
don't deserve her but the truth
is you don't deserve me
one foot out the door and you
cant even see what's happening
around you....
I see that you are ready to leave
Perhaps that is best you see
I...

PINK MOSCATO

Overwhelming day to say the least...
My mature mind on overload
Ready to release this toxic day from my memory
Walking in the house
Straight to the frig
My relaxation awaits me
Wine glass on the table
Lets start this therapeutic moment
Oooo how I needed this therapy
Full glass staring back at me
The smell awakes my senses
Ready to drink my trouble away
Come on Pink Moscato
Show me the way
Show me the way to
Mental paradise where the
Sunshine is always nice and
The Drinks ARE always on
Ice
Show me the way to
Serenity and peace so that
I may find the little piece of
Heaven that belongs to only me
To feel so free
Having me feel like a kite
High in the sky
This Pink Moscato
Causing calming feelings
Feelings of meekness
Pink Moscato will forever
Forever be my fo...

Keeping It Real

Every day of your life
Was dedicated to others
Keeping it real all so those...
Who chose to follow you
Don't see how you really
Feel on the inside so you
Don't have to them the real
You
Let's keep it real nobody really cared about how I felt. I just played the hand I was dealt and put my feelings on a shelf so what I took care of everyone else someone has to show they care because everyone cant handle the agony of pain and despair
In the end who we are only matters to those who really know us best and keeping it real only matters to the rest
So until we draw our last breath and wake up on the other side of death who we are doesn't matter as long as we know we kept it real

A Poets Burial

Bury me a poet amongst 
The greats like Baraka Hurston
And Hughes remember me because
I refused to conform go
Along with the norm the
Status quo and just so
You know this is not...
Just what I do I've
Been around for a while
But still new to a few
Poetry is my life these
Words are my mistress and
This pen is my wife 
Bury me a poet amongst 
The kings like Eady Emanuel 
And Dunbar without poetry I
Would never had made it
This far never would have
Ever thought about reaching for
The stars never would have
Found my voice or been
Able to affirm or rejoice
And when buried dead and
Gone and someone tells my
Story sings my song tell
Them to make sure the
Whole world knows it that
I wasn't just laid to 
Rest I was buried a
Poet

Strange Fruit

Strange fruit hanging from the

  Poplar trees blood trickling down

  From their heads to their...

  Knees families watching crying begging

...

  Please strange fruit hanging from

  The poplar trees spectators watch

  As they swing in the

  Summer breeze tears in their

  Eyes blood on the leaves

  I can still hear them

  Scream at night in my

  Dreams

  Look at this strange fruit

  Black to the core burned

  To the root strange fruit

  Left hanging too hot to

  Touch loved ones look away

  Their eyes have seen enough

  Innocence lost bodies found please

  Won't someone cut this strange

  Fruit down Strange fruit hanging from the Poplar trees blood trickling down From ...

Broken Angels

Broken angels sit a top roof tops
Saddened by what humanity
Had done saddened by what
The world has become
Their tears fall like a fiery rain
For their transgressions
A lesson had to be learned
It was time for humanity to feel their pain...

Broken angels sit a top roof tops
Ashamed of the wicked ways and
Deviant behavior of those who dared
To turn away from the savior
Away from his mercy grace and favor

Broken angels sit a top roof tops
Staying optimistic for humans sake
Praying that they learn to kneel pray
And take hold of God's blessing for them
Praying they don't one day become
Broken angels

Anticipation

Anticipation of you...
Laying next to me
sweat dropping heart racing waiting to give you the best of me
a smile adorns my face as thinking of your hands exploring every inch of me
Explode with each touch
Mind blowing moments
That will never be duplicated
Experience of a lifetime
Everlasting pleasure

Anticipation growing inside both of us
i cant take it any more i need you now
ill spend an eternity showing you how
much your soft touch means to me

Stronger and stronger it grows
screams so loud everybody knows
our names intrigued by the way we play our gameOur game has brought us to a place of extreme passion
Allowing us to feel more than we have ever felt before
Let not this game end
Anticipation for when we are together once again
t Monroe

Looking into your eyes
Falling deeper in love
Not really understa...

Pendulum Swing

I've been here before high
On love drunk off hate
I want to get sober...
But now it's too late
Too late for excuses and
Lies how can I love
You and hate you at
The same time you kidnapped
My heart and raped my
Mind I go back and
Forth like a pendulum swing
One minute you love me
The next minute pain is
All you bring you use
To make my heart sing
Now all I do is cry
Jack Daniels keeps me company
On those lonely nights we
We're supposed to have love
Everlasting now I'm all alone
Mourning it's passing if you've
Ever really loved me do
This one thing please let
Me down from this pendulum
Swing