Chic
In a hood far, far away.
Lived a fly girl named Cachet.
She stay dolled-up.
Enthused by high-fashion.
She on display, yeah her like it that way.
â„¢BrownChild
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Chic
In a hood far, far away.
Lived a fly girl named Cachet.
She stay dolled-up.
Enthused by high-fashion.
She on display, yeah her like it that way.
â„¢BrownChild
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY BrownchildT
Cosmos (Waltz Wave style)Cosmos
Orbiting an unknown belt of stars Our bewildered awestruck gaze absorbed The actuality of this mystifying lure a venture into An infinity of uncharted constellations Drifting Past Iridescent Nebulas lost in Effusive elation Abroad A living Starship ™BrownChild |
ReverieReverie In the middle of the day My dreams play. In past lives these same stars Lit my way. Yesterday’s morning sun warmed My cold face. Today, I sit watching the rain. Tomorrow my feet will play at the end of an old river bank. ™BrownChild |
Prying ExpensePrying Expense(Limerick Style) Don’t care how much she question. I won’t be confessing. While in my slumber. She decoded my code. She better learn from this lesson. ™BrownChild |
HYPEHYPE Amazed By ya own light Bathing in Yo Sunlight Got ya blinded By your own Light ™BrownChild |
SweetToothSweetTooth |
Chic(Limerick style)
Chic In a hood far, far away. Lived a fly girl named Cachet. She stay dolled-up. Enthused by high-fashion. She on display, yeah her like it that way. â„¢BrownChild |
WaverWaver Do I want to know what it is? What will I do if it is? Hate to lose more than I love to win.. ™BrownChild |
At What Cost To What EndAt What Cost To What End
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Everything Is NothingThe Universe expands into the Nothing.. Becoming Everything.. New moon, end old and begin New Cycles.. Sunrises in the east, below the horizon of the West the Sun sets.. Love a Magnetic, Attraction like Gravities an unseen pull.. Birth a pain filled labor accompanied by strong cries.. Like Spring promise our Seeds tomorrow.. The Universe expands into the Nothing becoming Everything.. |
Fall from graceFrom the sky fell to the ground Celestial Lord Brown.. Intrigued by earthbound skin tone, coffee brown.. Said her name StarChild.. Followed her into the depths of hell.. Not knowing full well.. Will he be forgiven for this ill obsession, his willful transgression? The war for her soul.. Tore the wings off his back.. Now to heaven he can never go back..
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