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Manic Monday

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

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Tick tick ticking

Tick tick ticking away

Ebbing away at my sanity

Eroding my empathy

Degrading my humanity

Tick tick ticking away

Getting closer to detonation

Forever getting lost in contemplation

Losing my mind without explanation

Tick tick ticking away

The fuse is getting closer to its end

My soul is about to bend

My body has lost its will to self defend

Tick tick ticking away….

Get This Work (NSFW)

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)

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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.

Addicted

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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

I Will Smile

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

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Poetic Ice lives! (And is on YouTube Now!)

As the title implies, I am alive and back to writing again! I have grown a lot in my absence as a man, a husband, writer, and vlogger now. I posted a poem a few weeks ago, Can I Live?, and it was a relief to my psyche to be able to express myself as well as tackle a social issue that still plagues this country. I missed being able to write and share my feelings with the world. As an author/poet/blogger I want nothing more than for the world to see and feel something from my work. This is the start of me reclaiming my former talent and share it with the world. Expect more from me and hopefully by the end of summer (September or October) I’ll be pumping out a poetry book!

Another large part of my life now is the YouTube page that my wife and I run! You can check it out here: Dee & Lee: Married Couples Chronicles, mukbangs, pranks and more

This YouTube channel is all about a couple having fun together and loving life. we also had out relationship advice in a fun and often funny way, on your show, Married Couple Chronicles. I implore you even if you aren’t in a relationship to check out our YouTube page it has something for anyone looking for a laugh or out to try something new! Please go Subscribe to your channel and join our family!

Thanks for following my blog! It means a lot to me, Expect more to come asap!

love,

Poetic Ice

The Hemingways
The love of my life, my reason for living

Can I live?

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Can I live as you do

Can I breathe the air too

Is okay to let me be?

Why is it a crime to just be me?

Everyday I wake up to a new headline

The cops were called to stop a crime

The charges are starting to stack!

Your ass is guilty of being black

I’m guilty of being black?

Because of my melanin I’m under attack?

I’m just trying to study here, how is that wrong?

This is just a new verse in the Jim Crow song

I don’t owe you an explanation, you’re causing a disturbance

I’m calling the cops as a form of white reassurance

You threaten me, dark one who did not wave!

Having you arrested is the only way we’ll be saved

Saved? More like send me to an early grave/

You called the abusive, bold, and the brave

I know all cops aren’t bad, but some fear me

I did nothing wrong can’t you see!

You presence is wrong, why are you in this Waffle House?/

You’re causing havoc you degenerate louse/

I can only assume you’re here to deal drugs and gang bang/

Bet you won’t be so insubordinate when those gun shots rang!/

Why is this escalating what did I do?

Does it bother you that I do the same activities as you?/

I’m just trying to live my life!

Your start to make me wish I brought my knife!/

What was that nigger? You making threats!/

You should’ve stayed on your corner shooting dice and making bets!/

You better not move, your existence I do detest/

Don’t make me break you nigger, you’re under arrest!/

You’re gonna arrest me for being black?

You’ll kill me for fighting back!

If I raise my voice I’ll be choked

If I ask for help, those would be the last words I spoke/

You damn right, you don’t belong here!

I’ll kill you to go home safe, not out of fear!

I’m calling for back up you are a danger

Nothing good will come from your black anger!

What emotion do you expect me to have?

This will be all over social media and you clansmen will just laugh!

I’m not even allowed to exist

It is rage, when you can be killed for not trying to resist!

got your call for back up, detain this nigger

I don’t trust his shadowy figure!

He has a gun! Fire all your rounds

Don’t stop until he’s lying there making those gasping sounds!

Check his gagging corpse, look for the drugs!

I got nothing, plant some around the slugs

Another job well done/

Be sure that in the report we say he had a gun

Murdered for being black

Just add the file to the growing stack

I will go unnamed and unheard of

My soul forced to float above

Can I live as you do?

Can I breath the air too?

Is it okay to let me be

Why is it a crime to be me?

Poetic Ice