Laquory Jones Poems

In my heart I'm burning while inflaming my desire
As the road of life becomes dire I consider
Myself a gem ad-mist life and her moments
With drive and passion as my inner atonement
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I'm here just sitting and gripping my pencil
Trying to come up with something suspenseful
While gathering thoughts and half of my utensils
And not to even mention how life doesn't
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All these thoughts begins the unmasking but just
Listen for a fraction as I try to gain some traction
I carry the pain of the Masses it's all eyes on me
Lights Camera and Actions As I speak to the
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Sometimes I ask questions why do we fall down
In Life I've fallen a couple of times upon the sharpest
Edges of knives insecurities continues to eat me alive
Will I even barely survive I'm barely surviving others
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I may never understand the love between a mother and her child
I wish I had that same love for my mother
But I'm not getting into that so no worries
But I'll explain to you what has occurred so my lines
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I closed my eyes and began dreaming of things like never before
Once I left myself open problems had me wheeling more rain falling from the
Ceiling floor beginning to pour themselves in lately I haven't felt the same
I don't even know when I started feeling this way I remember back when
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Close your eyes and begin to dream among other things
I begin to foresee what the future holds while drawing from
Ancient history I've embedded all my hopes and dreams
We only have one life to make it any wrongs I gotta make
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It's my poetic way it was the only way with Mosaic as the frames
Just more pictures for people to intake words embedding as they integrate
How many can relate or will imitate? So Richie what do you insinuate?
That nothing will ever be the same tis what they say my brain cashing
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Sometimes I just sit and I spin with this pen dripping Ink between lines
That are super-thin while breathing in my dense oxygen
Just taking in my second wind you just gained a friend
When in pain you just count to ten I recommend that you do this
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Since the day I first picked up a pen
My veins surged through life with its adrenaline
I've been blessed I must confess that
Life puts you through the ringer and that
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