Poetry Welcome to BlaqRayn Publishing Plus Poetry Publications: A magazine designed strictly for poetry and poetry lovers. Here you will get this latest from the greatest in the poetry game, insights into their minds and lives through their words and the work they do poetically. You will also find the latest in Poetry CDs, events, and published poetry books. This publication is another format BRPP is using to promote artistic expression but specifically for those poetically inclined. As you peruse these pages, hopefully you will find your favorites and their words will connect with your Soul!
Waving at the dead I have learned to live or perhaps to survive with pain With all heartaches, that binded me with an unbreakable chain I heard voices, weird voices in my brain I fear no more to fall for I now know how to regain I fear not to even stroll in the stormy pouring rain I tasted death,betrayal from those whom I trust I battled yet I know how to live on my own,how to leave the past in the past I closed my eyes yet nightmares opened them wide and fast Darkness is still what I see ,a dull sight hard for my eyes to cast On this ground where souls remained still and dead I knelt down and tearfully lowered my head And ask myself "why does God take the good ones instead" Good ones to guide me ,I'm waving,yet they can't see they are dead How I hope they were to feel or witness my sorrow How I wish they were to open my door and bless my tomorrow I am waving yet they are permanently asleep With my bare hands I wish to dig the concreted soil deep Reach their souls,embrace them and no longer shall I weep This solitude life of mine has always been a tear jerker Day in, night out, to this life I have been a backward worker Going forward with cries while my joys dried quicker Still on this death bed called life I walked and fell I'm waving at the dead and to
Lucifer my soul I only wish to sell
...HOW DO I FORESEE... Harder as it is to predict the upcoming of our journey Through the gravel path, through the clustered alley How do I foresee that our joy will forever flow like a valley Or will we loose matters of two hearts into the hands of an attorney When somehow this tears become a huge burden to carry How can I give you time, we both know it waits for nobody Will you feed my stomach when I loose both my hands Will you turn back if I loose every cent of the Kruger rands Will you stand by me if my name got dragged into rough sands When I'm so down will you play tunes from my favourite bands How do I tell and trust that you are not a liar How do I foresee that you not to behave like a solar How do I know that we are passing this test like a passionate scholar How I hope our vows gets blessed by him wearing a white collar How do I foresee that we will plant seeds and be good gardeners How do I foresee since we are just the new beginners How do I trust my heart while I don't know yours' beating triggers How do I go in an affair with doubts and crossed fingers For many a time I have been lied to "When in doubts let go" that is my motto How do I stay free How do I trust in thee How do I foresee...
Poet Mosela Kgomo How unique are you from those I met and mingled with before How do I foresee as to what good or bad you have in-store How do I really know Should I go with your flow How do I trust in thee How do I foresee... Mosela Kgomo
Sunset Erotica Sunset Erotica
Fay Pheromones Ealy
I’ve been feeling this pulsating throbbing sensation where the sunlight graces my womb. A damp wife beater separates my moist skin, nipples from your lips and the sunset breeze. My nostrils are filled with your Jones! I feel your sweet breath on the nape of my neck and your strong hands upon my thighs! I press my body against the hardness of your man. Ahhh this is truly making my Cane sugar seep the nectar you seek! I need to feel you deep within me, not just my pussy but my soul! I turn around to face you with awaiting lips parted this sunset sex just getting started!!..The sunset has settled in for moonlight enchantment. This time you will give into my lust, my grasp of open thighs of the mystery they hold inside. Lay here beside, feel the intensity of our souls breathing in unity. The moonlight gracing your skin appears as diamonds on black sand! Let me taste your DIAMONDS! You can’t help but go deeper within my trenches. I am person enticed by your moonlight! I give you, and you take me I’m ready for this moonlit journey! By Fay Pheromones Ealy 2013
Being of Perfection~ A perfect Being sees nothing as a problem. A perfect Being holds no grudge. A perfect Being is as sincere as a dove. A perfect Being is purified with love.A perfect Being is free from fear. A perfect Being needs no approval. A perfect Being never neglects the children. A perfect Being is one of integrity. A perfect Being smiles when torn. A perfect Being possess a heart beyond gold. A perfect Being is always expanding. A perfect Being loves laughter. A perfect Being is disciplined. A perfect Being is full of self control. A perfect Being is one with Nature's Soul. A perfect Being is WITHIN ALL~
A perfect Being is like a dream. A perfect Being is oh so serene. A perfect Being is always grateful. A perfect Being is as immortal as the SUN~ A perfect Being is classical; soulfully so A perfect Being is JAH"S glory. A perfect Being is always giving. A perfect Being is Love's glow~ A perfect Being is DIVINE LIFE A perfect Being is perfect beauty~ DAT EVA A FLOW! Mojiba AW Romanetti~
Spirit Perfume By: Mojiba AW Romanetti â&#x20AC;&#x153;Perfection is accessible to all beings having a human experience... Be CONSCIOUS of that reality always; and you'll then know the Meaning and power of what it is to be content...â&#x20AC;?
Morning Ink Scribe: In the mist of the morning. I sit upon my porch visioning words running thru my mind. spilling onto the streets of paperville. Forming poetry like no other. Giving inspiration to those who read. Casting images of my thoughts among many minds. Some is sexual. Some may be sad. Some may be delighted. Yet it is the vibe and flow of a calling. I am art given to the world as a gift. A pleasure of the views of my life. Love has became of me for all. If you hate me , I like it. For you only make me stronger. I no longer search the lands of hatred. Your negative remarks tickle my brain to ink more. Hate me. Hate me more. The feeling is so grand. I can not be notice if you don't hate me. I am your worst fear in the world of poetic scribes. Writers block is afraid that I will devour it among the streets in my thoughts. I can. I will. For it does not phase me to stop thinking of words. My mind is the movies showing for the feature presentation. Watch me ink my way to a double feature. Erotic, not a porn loving creature. Yet I am a sexual beast. Division of myself and my woman body I will feast. kiss her in places to create sound waves from her soul. Moans and groans. Rubs and touches. Bulks and arch. Til her body become trembles of an earthquake. Her earth like body boiling with magma. An explosion of an volcanic burst will surely erupt. And when she do. I will lay in the heat of her aftermath. Absorbing her scent of love and pleasure. I only say what I want and maybe a little of what you desire. Yet the spilling of my ink is my very own fire.
Inked by: Soule Williams
My Name is Sindee
I am that type of woman that every man wants to be with and without saying a word he's already wrapped in my bliss I take my time to walk his way I'm dressed in red and my makeup is from Almay see I have him hypnotize because of the movement of my thighs he continue to follow me with his eye until I'm no longer there but now my image is implanted in his brain he's wanting to know my name but he's scared to ask I let him build up his nerves so every day I walk pass him until he stops me not saying anything to him I have became tempting so I passed him my number I'm slowing chopping his tree like I work at a timber mill his heart I will have shortly to the point where I'll control every beat and tonight I'll start by dropping my panties his hands rubs up and down my leg as he's on his knees to beg me to make love to him so I let him in between my thighs so I could let him feast he don't even know that I'm the real beast I'm grabbing the back of his head as he lather his tongue with my cum I grab him to pull him to his feet because the type of woman I am it just wouldn't be complete as I take his clothes off so I can feel how deep his dick can go inside of me I'm like a drug and he just hit his first dime piece now that I infected his mind,body, heart and soon will be his soul should I tell him my name because my game is good as gold I'm in the position I like to be on top he's repeating baby, baby don't stop I need you I whispered all junkies do
By: Natalie Johnson 2013
Saturated Can I soak, infuse and permeate your mind to tiptoe on the curves of my desire Slipping off the edge of gentle gratification Hanging from the cliff of my temptation? Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;m saturated in poetryâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s senses Causing me to escape the gravity of reality falling prey to hopeless blue fantasies in skies where blue horizon bleeds red mist Raining seas of flirty words pushing down and drowning me in my sexy erotic dreams of you. In words inked together with hidden yearning, feeling you between thighs that rain warm desire confessing I have secrets... about you. Stimulate my mind with lustful metaphors While I desire the physical expansion of your soul Rain passion on my eyes each time your words Pour across my mind in red mist, like thirst quenching stripteases of you... Will Taylor 2013
Brilliance: Can I place your diminutive posture inside of my hands and make you my snow globe? Can I levitate you extraordinaire above the nebula? I want you to be the hidden thing that I covert secretly before the eyes of man... For I have always been fond of you... .... especially ever since we introduced Sirius and Vega to the clasping of our enlivening I want to reunite " US " with stellar gravities While we reach our galactic boundaries and spume unforgotten light years into the breathless orbit... Hopefully... ...maybe one day We can make a dwarf planet inside the whirlpool of your astronomy and create our own solar system Please confide in me... For I will not forsake you nor leave you void Though I am only a starburst inside of your universe I can still make you hula hoop a million spirals and send shock waves down the path of your milky way
“The Girl with the Letter Flower” by Orlando Murcia But I do believe in the astrology of our love and how our stars always seem to connect in such an ecliptic ambiance We are far from wings... ... I know this Let us fly anyhow until we reach the firmament sphere Glide down from the exhaling of our supernova experience Then condemn us like Sisyphus... but in celestial manner
...make you speak out with frequencies across the big bang theory of space
Comet to the quasars and back....
as I continue to elevate you towards my belief
....repeating the task
I want to place a telescope in front of you, just so I can see your constellations
of our infinite voyage...
through kaleidoscope imagery I don't believe in horoscopes...
all over again © 2013 Orlando Murcia
Simple Fuck You say I’m just a Simple Fuck but you scream my name when you bust a nut… You tell your boys I am just a quick screw…but… when you see me your dick gets hard like bamboo… I say to you…I am enjoying this Booty Call…you say “don’t downgrade what we have”…you are my all and all… When you are between my thighs…the way your tongue flicks…before you finish got me begging for that dick… I drop to my knees taking your muscle all of the way to the back of my throat…yes your girl is going for broke… When I make you cum all up in my mouth…check it out… I look into your eyes and wonder what it’s all about…. As I beg you to for harder…stretching my legs and going deeper… I think to myself you might be a keeper…
In and out… wow you are so deep...fucking me… hit it hard… until I reach my peak…. Flip me over… take it from the back…doesn’t forget to give this ass a really good hard smack… I beg you harder… harder… let’s break this damn bed…give it to this girl… she needs to be hand fed… In… out…flip over and go down…twirl it…swirl it…make it go round and round…the circle of our sex… no simple fuck I’ve found... Sapphire Blue Feb 2013
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The Dynamic William Washington
DON'T GET ME WRONG, I LOVE THE FACT THAT I LIVE IN A DEMOCRACY, BUT THIS GOVERNMENT WAS NOT ASSEMBLED, FOR PEOPLE POOR & BLACK LIKE ME. THE WAY THEY HOLD US DOWN, AND HOLD US BACK, IS NOT RIGHT! MR. GOVERNMENT, CAN I HAVE MY "NEGAST".., BACK? "MR. GOVERNMENT" GET YOUR HANDS OUT OF MY POCKETS, MR. GOVERNMENT! YOU TAKE AWAY MY EDUCATION RENDERING ME STUPID! YOU TAKE AWAY THE JOBS, RENDERING ME PENNILESS! YOU FLOOD MY STREETS WITH LIQUOR STORES, AND DRUGS RENDERING ME DEFENSELESS-USELESS-UNEMPLOYABLE UNMANAGEABLE! ALL YOU DO, IS MAKE MANY A MAN SICK, AND UNTREATABLE!.., THE AIDS YOU GAVE SOME MEN, AND WOMEN, IS UNBEATABLE! MR. GOVERNMENT, YOU'VE FORCED MANY A MAN TO LEAVE HIS HOME, AND FAMILY HOLD UP! I'M TALKING ABOUT OTHER MEN-NOT ME! YOU'VE STRIPPED MEN OF THEIR PRIDE! CAUSED MANY A MAN TO DIE! YOU'VE MADE ME A STAR, PLACED MY NAME IN LIGHTS, IT CAN BE SEEN ON ANY FEATURED CHILD SUPPORT DOCKET! MR.GOVERNMENT GET YOUR HANDS OUT, OF MY POCKETS! I GOT 2 STRIKES AGAINST ME, AND YOU WANNA MAKE IT 3! I WAS BORN BLACK, AND I'M DESTINED TO DIE BLACK!., BUT, MR. GOVERNMENT WHILE I'M ON THIS EARTH, LIVING BLACK, CAN I HAVE MY EDUCATION, MY HEALTH, MY FAMILY, MY DIGNITY, MY MONEY, MY LIFE BACK?, OR ARE YOU GONNA THROW ME IN A JAIL CELL, AND LOCK IT?., "MR. GOVERNMENT", PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!..TAKE YOUR HANDS OUT OF MY MOTHER-FUCKING POCKETS!! William Washington
The One and Only Jamie Bond When a ‘Bye’ isn’t good, but good for you....
Jamie Bond Available at innerchildpress.com
I heard the tone in their voice When they said goodbye to me Everyone else’s ears deceived them They heard: see ya later I heard: be gone I'm done with ya They saw a friendly exchange and a hug I was embraced for a moment too short Had a hug with too much elbow distance Coupled with a slight pat on the back nah... my spidey senses were tingling I knew exactly what it was and wasn't THEY saw what they wanted to see Lulled sense of what they wanted to believe Simply because of conduct or lack there of The absenteeism of arguments between us I peered into their soul Pierced thru the lens of their eyes Their honest goodbye needed a lying alibi I walked away and never looked back I refuse to be on the floor because A wastebasket is too full of paper that’s crumpled Never walked backwards, never limp like I’m crippled And will never revert to crawling like an infant In my grown life…. I know what it was… I felt it Good bye had an emphasis in it They may as well have said: Bitch be gone good riddance! Because my I love you wasn’t rude: It really was sincerely a Forget YOU too dude! ~~ itsbondjamiebond from UnMuted Ink
The Master Eric “Crow” Draven & The Search for Substance Training Wheels Classrooms & Merlot I know I don’t know it all So I listen like a grad student And ink everything of value that holds my attention I paid for most of my education So it is a privilege to be schooled Compared to the degrees of what I’ve been through So when it makes sense (cents) it goes in the penny bank Until it folds or doubles my worth Show me how you’ve managed So I can avoid your failures Instead of adding them to my own It’s impossible to apply your every crusade But there is room in my Rolodex for references How did you overcome, being overcome? Without it hanging over your head Or you placing everyone beneath you the moment Your flooded point of view became see through I ran into obstacles despite following the rules And doing the right thing So my moral compass has been compromised and bruised And I struggle with wearing the appropriate shoes When it comes down to my desired outcome Compared to the right thing
How did you find your freedom? When they handcuffed your experiences And sentenced your potential I am nowhere near as numb as I need to be So I need to see what I will gain When they gang up on my pride And I fight back with tact Instead of my fist or my emotions What is it in me that you see? To share your weathered wisdom I will only forecast my growth So if you help me dress accordingly My pilgrimage is possible And I will follow your format And pick grapes with the potential to become wine And share my bacteria and ferment their transformation It’s in age, that knowledge ripens And taste like a savory journey And an impeccable finish Often wasted on the tongues of adolescents And preserved on the pallet of maturity I have lived long enough to know I do not know it all
Eric “Crow” Draven Available on Authorhouse and Amazon So tell me how do I indulge without becoming An addict to my own process? And how do I pass jewels onto others? So they can save and own or purchase a new position Without restricting my own I listen like a grad student And ink everything of value that holds my attention The Search for Substance Questions the direction of our lives and our motivations. We find that out our challenges and opportunities to inspire and to be inspired are limited based on our skewed view of the world. For these reasons, we are on an endless journey in which faith, failure and incite detour or determine the impact of our presence. The ability to define and catalogue our experiences may grant us enough space to live in our success and build a bridge from who we are to who we want to be.
You Did This~! You did this walking around all pissed off at the world as if some one owed you something see I seen it coming clear as day step off track done"Your dirty deeds
you took out upon others caught up with that ass finally trying to play All innocent now you been busted see it you" You not making no sense to all that you sending out with your negative feed I don't have no time For you and your funny face child please" You not ready for a Woman world let me retract you on some real truth you got to get where I'm at to see this ugly face you been wearing you been the one wearing the madness
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with you all the time for you will never ever change drama became your new name see it's just like this on the real" You did this.
Ms. Wordetry Dreams Night becomes day...the dew of dawn washes away traces of last eve's passions as morning light clears the cobwebs of dreams... alone I yawn...with a cry I sigh... You're not really here...so close...so near... I swear I can hear your heartbeat...smell your lingering scent in the air...feel the heat of your stare... but oh...these dreams...so bittersweet... They meet like pools of tears...for fools in love that wait for night's fall and slumber's call to plunge them back to that place of schemes...where all seems real and true...the land of dreams... There I wait for him to swim in the splash of my weeping...keeping him only as long as sleeping hours permit...knowing with the rise of the sun I must release it...cease and desist it's raging power...now is the hour...mourning(morning)...oh shit! I hit the floor with both feet, sheet wet and drenched with sweat...eyes in a daze...mind in a haze...still lost in his lust-filled gaze...only to realize...to my dismay and surprise...the gripping hands upon my thighs and ecstasy screams were only remnants of my fevered dreams...
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The Poetry/Music Section Experience G.P. A.: The Greatest Poet Alive brings you The G.P.A. EXPERIENCE...your way to feel the power of G. P. A. and his phenomenal spoken word! Available at iblowyourmind.net
Poet Kerry B Presents: Midnight Sunrise...his new spoken word CD representing the dawning of something great and new!
Available at www.kerrybrackettpoetry.com/store.html and www.reverbnation.com/kerrybpoetry
Welcome to Jody "Tru Story" Austin‘s debut poetry CD entitled This in My Pen Vol 1. To download your favorite poem go to cdbaby.com/cd/trustory1
Wynter Solstyce releases her first poetry CD "Fluid" with the smash hit "Entity" featuring Eric “Crow" Draven. You can get your copy today here at: cdbaby.com/m/AlbumDetails.aspx? AlbumID=wyntersolstycekolebloo ded
Marcus Sibley (Walkin Contradiction) Empowerment Speaker / Poet / Recording Artist www.wordsempower.com www.reverbnation.com/wcthepoet
My albums can be previewed and purchased at www.wordsempower.com (music videos can be viewed there too). The music is also available on Itunes & Amazon, but I send people to my website first because I send out bonus music with purchases, and I donate a portion of the proceeds to a breast cancer fund.
And featuring the newest dynamic voice on the block...Mi’ca with her new “Just Michelle” EP...go to any of the links below and get your copy now!!! email: firstname.lastname@example.org website: www.theofficialmica.com