Mundane Monday
Makes another appearance today
I’m ready for war, no more interference today/
I will work hard for my goals so I can play
I don’t want none of your crap manic Monday/
Honestly I got things to do
I’ve got no time for failure too
I’m working hard to get this Monday through/
Im claiming victory this Monday
You will not bog me down Monday
I will win this Monday!
Have a happy Manic Monday
-Poetic Ice
NSFW: Not Safe For Work. If you wouldn’t want your boss reading this over your shoulder read it alone. (Honestly, this is mild, its a warning of whats coming down the pipeline, Enjoy)
Come here girl get this work
Work on this dick, show me that twerk
I’m not being nice I wanna crash then walls
I need the sound of moaning all through the halls
I’m gonna work until you cum, don’t you fret
I’m bout to slide all through your wet
I can’t wait to give you every piece
I’m gonna beat that thing numb, enjoy your sexual feast
Poetic Ice
Honestly just flexing my poetry muscles here, and please believe more to come.
I need you hooked on me
Licking your lips when you think of me
Craving my touch on your soul
Needing me to fill you to make you whole
I’m your heroin coursing through your veins
Give yourself to me, let me take the reins
Let me deep into you, numbing you like novocaine
Giving you them good sweet tea kisses when you ride that sugar cane
Your love is too good I had to trap you
Every chance I get, I’m going to hit your spot and burst through
There is no need for you to feel conflicted
When it comes to me, you’re addicted
Poetic Ice
It’s so easy to focus on loss
I lost my dad
I lost a year of my time
I lost my writer’s soul
so many battles where I left my heart on the burning coal
its harder to revive
and proclaim to the world that “I’m alive”
I’ve evolved into a different being
became a happier soul, it’s freeing
I have not forgotten all that I’ve lost
Nor will i forget what it cost
but from now on I will smile
and truly experience joy on my life’s next mile
-Poetic Ice
Sometimes when I close my eyes, I see
Amid the darkness I’m reminded
The images won’t let me be
I’ve yet to find the strength to bind it
Some days I’m stuck in an infinite loop
Being reminded of my helplessness
It’s depressing enough to make me join a group/
But would that help my mental fitness?
I just stood there that day.
Internally screaming
I fought hard to keep tears at bay
Internally reaching
How do I completely move ahead
Part of me is still there
Part of me is dead
Now I’m emotionally volatile, is that fair?
The father and the son
I watched you
From behind
Then over your shoulder
Then from your side
You pushed me
To step ahead of you
You infused me with
Pride
Sarcasm
Empathy
Determination
You made me into the chosen on
The only one
Proudly I hold the title of only son
I fought for your name
I wear it across my heart
But am I worthy?
You were a deity
Moving earth
Wielding flames
Controlling the sky
You were a king
Your orders rang through the halls
Our castle shook at your power
Am I worthy?
The prince who was promised
That’s how you treated me
The prince destined for greatness
That’s what you told me
The prince with no choice to prosper
That’s what I am.
No that’s what I was
Now I have to brandish the crown
As a king
I have to stand tall as you make the angels sing
No choice but to make you proud
Are you watching
No choice but to go farther
Will you be watching
No choice but to succeed
I know you’re watching
I can see you every time I look in the mirror
Its like you never left me
That’s why I clench my fists in rage sometimes
I am you
You are me
We are one
The father and the son
The angel of death
More like the seraphim of theft
You stole from me you omnipotent crook
Leaving my soul shook
But I’ve had time to cry
I’m no longer shy
I’m standing firm to ask you why?
And with all the rage in me wish I could make you die!
Since I know I can’t rewrite the past
It won’t be swift and fast
You stole my family, in heaven they’ll stay
But it’s long been time for you to pay!
Brandish your scythe and raise it high
Prepare thy self specter the end is nigh
As I put on brass knuckles I wonder if you draw breath
Only because I want to watch it leave you as I beat you to death!
There isn’t one molecule in you I don’t want to obliterate
With ever ounce of power I can generate
I’d battle you not knowing if I could succeed
But I wouldn’t be pleased until I see you bleed
I’d feed your blood to the earth
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, truly a sacrifice of some worth
I know I’m venting for clarity
But I hope the angel of death suffers for all eternity.
Poetic ice
Crying in the rain
Only so I can scream with the thunder
Set flames with the lightning
So my soul can be smothered with ashes
Vision clouded with the haze of storm clouds
My world shaken by deaths quake
Alive feeling like dying
Dying yet drawing breath
A part of my heart beat
My essences and my DNA
Stolen from me in a horrific way
I feel as ash is the worth of my soul
Forever feeling pain as sharp as lightning
My heart howls with the despair of thunder
As I cry in the rain
-Poetic Ice
I live in a land that boasts its Christian values
Values it didn’t create, but did twist to its own whim and will
This is a place that hosts a multitude of races
Yet it’s natives are the minority’s with ever smaller growing territory,
I’m sorry family,
This land is filled with the descendants of immigrants
But it’s current leaders wish to expunge them like their parasites
In this land those with melanin have less rights than a fetus conceived through rape
It’s become harder to feed our kids than it is to Vape
Our land is the land of the free
Unless you’re talking of speech, expression or religion
Oh this land is so unique
This is the place where email location is more important than experience doing a job
Our flag proudly waves Red, White, (Black) and Blue
Especially if you let our cops use a baton or two
This is the land for you and me!
Wait that’s only if you don’t want skittles and tea
But you should seriously come to this land
Where even today there are systems in place to make you feel more beast than man
All of us no matter the color suffer the same fates
We’re citizens of these Great United States.
-Poetic Ice
It’s been a while since I picked up a penA long time since I used ink to sin
It’s time I stood up and fought
With the ultimate power, thought
Or should I saw the power of knowledge
Knowledge isn’t solely obtained in a college/
Sometimes a higher IQ belongs to a dealer in the street/
We’ve reached a time where the minds need to meet/
The scholar and the thug must join
A political tyrant threatens our education health and coin/
We need unity against the mental illness of racism/
Heroes to stand against fascism
Warriors to defeat political bigotry
So our country can reclaim its dignity
It’s time to fight together against what they have in store/
For the betterment of our humanity, we go to war!
But only as a unified force will we succeed in bettering our land. Then and ONLY then will it be Great again.
Poetic Ice
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