Fluid tongue,
inked venom,
like rhymes I spit,
excuse my lisp.
Rough lines,
tough vibes,
sand my grit,
no paper.
My mind lit,
bulb blown,
match stick,
managed.
Leave my words,
mark my truths,
poetics,
brand it.
-Jg
JustGreylon
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Fluid tongue,
inked venom,
like rhymes I spit,
excuse my lisp.
Rough lines,
tough vibes,
sand my grit,
no paper.
My mind lit,
bulb blown,
match stick,
managed.
Leave my words,
mark my truths,
poetics,
brand it.
-Jg
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY JustGreylon
MajesticShield me from harm’s ways, always damaging my sail, saturating my spirit in waves leaving me to shore-up a shell
Make me lively like the sky, kissable against the moon’s maim, a colorful pallet that meets the eye on a canvas painted in soft rains -Jg
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Wolves
Ignorance points a gun, an adolescent dies young, taken away like a dandelion's petals and a mother is tired of getting wind
One after the other no longer in life with her, drifting to a better light, but no longer a prey for them |
MineDeep in |
Low Batteries
Pecan complexion, lying there without a shell, stripped of her decency, naked
No sleep, just old reruns and dominoes, but who to pick a bone with?
She honed her wits, stayed curious, thought about him but changed her mind
He is blind to see love, will be gone before morning, a fare warning she is not wanted afterwards
-Jg
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Rough RiderPearlescent traveler give me a go and I'll be a rover as you unpave my road.
Ride me into an engine overload every time I ponder you traking me home.
Let your pipes scream, humming into vibrations disobeying yellow lights slowing only to capture my moan.
Leave me tired, marked by your wild driving, drifting atop my solid loam.
-Jg |
Pride like the LionAfrican giant, kente kufi donned, skin two times bronzed silk like churned butter.
Pride like the lion, hyena's hate, scar's brother, the perfection son.
Many a women flocked, but he chose one made her his queen and bowed only to her.
Together their spirits spurred intimacy til he fertilized a seed later naming the sprout Symba.
-Jg |
IrresistibleCandle light, moon beams peaked through the window shutter.
She laid naked, zebra laced like a safari uncovered.
Her body buttered, lustered the night while she slept quietly through the down pour.
He watched drawn, reefer smells dwindled under her loud fragrance til he could bare no more.
-Jg |
GoldenA young black pioneer paved his way like cement trucks, solidifying his road ahead.
He worked hard no less even when the load was light, albight slacking off existed as the next man's leaning.
He kept beaming, telling himself often, your lumens will shine light on the world.
Unfurl your roots he said, dig deeper without measure, shovel your melanin and you'll find its treasure.
-Jg |
Vital SignI will jeopardise my breaths flatlining without a fight to stay vital amongst your love
-Jg |
Guitar MusicLay with me in the grit of jet black sand bracing for the near storm holding my hips; prior to wind's bellows stroking every hair strand kissing my sleek neck before chaffed lips.
Against the thunder and lightning array, shield me, blanketing my wide-open hinges; and as the scene has come to a delay, hoist me above the superficial singes.
Strum on my center, lower, and louder, until we arouse the lightening, and as it eventuates in power, may we make sound music fittingly.
-Jg |