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Poetry

Wedding Ring

The Mysticisms of the never ending circle amazes me

Yet the unyielding power of that wedding ring is easy to see

The ring, its power so profound

With this ring I bid thee spellbound

It has to be the magic of love to one moment make you weightless

Then sap all your strength and make you breathless

When you’re apart there is no weight greater than this ring

When together there is no harm to you anyone can bring

The love behind the ring will make you numb to pain

It will help you find the joy in the rain

It’s pure power behind this small circular ting

There is truly mysticism behind the wedding ring.

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Poetry

warning

See all those people I encounter from 9-5 only know Lee

They don’t know that knowing Tavious may come with a fee

Tavious is that one guy you aren’t really ready to see

But sometimes you motherfu- won’t let me be

 Tavious wears Lee’s Halo, but flies with black wings

With a mere utterance I could cripple kings

Yet I have to put up with all that your attitude and you bitching about things?

Can you even comprehend the rage that brings?

 Lee will smile, but Tavious craves to punch you in the face

It’s just what you need to remind you that you don’t run this place

You’re nothing more than a phallic-less disgrace

You’ve rallied the monster and my sanity can’t keep pace

 Simply put, fuck you

My world would have been better without you

This will be the last time Lee will cede to you

Because next time Tavious will burn the world down around you

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You’ve been warned,

Poetic Ice

 

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Poetry

Writing junkie

Mental engine turned on
My pen is a blur, so gone
My thoughts are coming alive
The creativity of my soul is in overdrive
My pen will bring about a new world’s birth
Where my intellect alone will determine its worth
Will there be peace or situations dire
Lush green fields or cities of fire
To write is to become a lyrical God
A chance to stave off tyranny the likes of general Zod
I feel it, the it burns up my soul
Just making it all the more easy to write a junkies role
It would be a crime to take away my pen
Equated to a soul slandering sin
It’s time, time to create
When I’ll stop is not up for debate
I don’t know who is in control
Who is the poet, and who has the pen’s role
I’m a slave to the passion of writing
Take me away then, I’m not fighting
Away to create, It’s something I must do
It’s the easiest way for me to stay true

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Poetry

Bite your Lip

If I bit your lip would you bite mine?
Or are we the sophisticated couple of cheese and wine?
Could we be dangerous like crown & coke?
With you taking my long dark stroke
We can be risky and make a bet
I’d put it all on black that you’re wet
I can be the trampoline, if you wanna bounce
Or your erotic pusher peddling every ounce
Every ounce of spellbinding sex
Meant to curse you with an orgasmic hex
Want me to suck on you all night long?
Or use my teeth to remove your thong?
The decision is really up to you
When it comes to you there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
We could sit back & sip coconut rum
Or play with each other until we cum
Hold up, before we take a sip
Answer me, want me to bite your lip?

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Poetry

Our Sex

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Take a second and think
who was it that brought you to the brink
to the brink of sexual bliss
then pushed you over it with a simple kiss
I like to lick lips, mine and yours
excel at giving pleasure on beds and floors
your never ending of supply of lyrical sex
making your back arch & Body weak better than your ex
our sex is so good it’s bad for your health
once it starts you’re always losing your breath
losing it as I give your neck a kiss
playing with your passion, with your hair in my fist
go ahead and clench the sheet
don’t you run as I begin to eat
devouring your love and making you wet
this is only the start of what you’ll get
begging me to blow your mind
moaning for me as I insert from behind
you’re trying to be quiet, acting all tough
but you’ll call me daddy when I start to be rough
loving the power I possess over you
surging deeper and deeper into you
conquering your spot, say my name
No matter the position the outcome is the same
you and me grinding until a powerful orgasm
with your body experiencing pleasure one couldn’t fathom
Once we start you get addicted to this drug
that’s how we always end up from the bed to the rug
on your back lay down and take this dick
long strokes you feel in your stomach will make you come quick
you keep getting what you want, but don’t know how to stop
you won’t be happy until you’re on top
Grinding your body as I squeeze your ass
you start off slow, but start bouncing fast
moaning loudly, being sexually bold
letting me in so deep, no choice but to lose my load
finally laying down you think you won
smiling because you know we’ll back at it as soon as we see the sun

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My Poetry

My poetry

It’s been a while, I’ve been too nice
The world almost forgot about Ice
Poetically gifted
coming to you live with the bullshit sifted
the world bores me with it’s rhyming game
these people are becoming mentally lame

Yes my old has improved since I got a wife
My eternal Sun, the love of my life
but I’m still the poetic king of the east
I’m still the word smith, ink bleeding beast
Still able to fill your world with light
or tear your psyche asunder with my pen’ might

poetry is the battlefield of light and dark
sharpened halo’s & flaming pitch forks leave their mark
Both sides pulling, claiming you as one of them
is my pen of demonic allegiance or the seraphim?
I guess this pen will create a fallen angel’s wings
creating verses meant to be spoken by kings

one or two fans will never suffice
The whole world will know Poetic Ice

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world observations

Universe: your adversarial ally

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Why is it that’s when you try to make positive moves forward, the world at large tries to hold you back? I know the universe as a whole loves to challenge us individuals but really? What’s your beef universe? The world doesn’t go all cataclysmic when you try to make changes. It sets off a chain of uncanny events that intertwine themselves into your daily life until progress is effectively halted.

Its enough to make you scream “screw you universe!” But if you do, the universe simply hands you a pack of condoms and screams back “Strap up!”. Now you are presented with two options. Take It peacefully or ride this roller coaster until the wheels fall off. Mind you, it may seem that the universe is out to get you but I don’t believe that. I think it’s out to push you beyond your limits, stretch your psyche to breaking point, and morph you into a better you. All the stress and every single test is all to improve you in the long run. “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” is an honest phrase. Live by it, embrace it.

Bring it Universe! I’m ready to take you on full force! So should you all!

Enjoy your day

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Stars

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The stars are terribly far away, but we are taught to reach for them

bright burning orbs light years away that teach us every single day

Teach us that no matter what we must burn on

burn on and burn bright so we can illuminate all

Be the guiding light for those who may one day falter and fall

though we may ourselves fall, we must never dim

we must keep going burn on just like them

ever present, ever luminescent

burn bright like a star, for when you do your light reaches so far

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Off kilter

Something is a bit off
I am slightly out of my cran-I-um
But I don’t really see the pro-b-lem
But do you I ask?
Tell me what that is
C’mon there is no harm in spea-king
Isn’t control over my choices what you’re see-king
Is it that bad that when you see me you see-king?
Or is it you’re trying to stop your invite to my Carn-I-Val
Cuz you’re a meal for the cerebral Carn-I-vore!
Go ahead and enter there’s so much more
Get over stimulated by my mind
Take it all in and leave blind.
Or just blinded by my cre-a-tivity
I promise you’ll get the full worth of your free admission
For the amount of you that lose sanity I get a commission.
Hahaha I guess something is a bit off
Because I achieve true sat-is-faction from throwing you off!

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