Louis Borgo

Freshman - 830 Points [holy06] (01-06-1988 / Cleveland County, NC)

Louis Borgo Poems

1. Black Philosopher 6/14/2009
2. Humble Words 6/15/2009
3. Water Falls 6/21/2009
4. Dear Luv 6/21/2009
5. '1-6-88' (Jason Lyrics) 6/27/2009
6. Wizard Of Words 7/5/2009
7. Jason That The Nickname 7/11/2009
8. My Young Brothers 7/11/2009
9. How 7/20/2009
10. Genius Seed (G-E-N-I-S-I-S) 8/2/2009
11. Immortal Sail (Prayer) 9/19/2009
12. May I Sing 9/27/2009
13. True Dear Friend 12/26/2009
14. Fear Unleashed 12/28/2009
15. Take A Bow 1/25/2010
16. Last Son (Prayer) 3/2/2010
17. World Economy Summit With Out Me? 3/18/2010
18. Holy06 Next Level Gamer 4/5/2010
19. What Is Love 5/12/2010
20. A Problem, Issue, Agenda 5/25/2010
21. May I Lay 6/11/2010
22. Rain And Water 6/11/2010
23. Eyes Of Angel 6/11/2010
24. I Got Sisters 6/18/2010
25. Sports Now A Days 6/18/2010
26. Song Cry 12/24/2010
27. Domino Effect 12/24/2010
28. Think Positive 12/24/2010
29. Question 113(From The Bible) 12/24/2010
30. Sun -De- Light 12/24/2010
31. One Is A Prime Number Right? 12/24/2010
32. You Better Get Right! ! ! 12/24/2010
33. Entrepreneur 12/24/2010
34. Intellectual 12/24/2010
35. Is This The Season 12/24/2010
36. Gathering My Thoughts 12/24/2010
37. Start It With A Book 12/24/2010
38. Songs Of Heaven(Lost Prayer) 12/24/2010
39. Word On The Street 12/24/2010
40. Last Of The Fighter 12/24/2010
Best Poem of Louis Borgo

Humble Words

thoughts of crowing joy
in body the soul,
but wait there's more...
pasting of measure, feet taping,
but yet sapping, on the
there of sapping, hungry of just not knowing
that is the word of being humble...
the mystery of blending the
squrriel nut tree at the
top of the fountain as
thought it may seem,
of resureing
that living has fall within
my thought to know to be humble...
words to be humble

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'1-6-88' (Jason Lyrics)

It was girls in my life,
that i remember,
oh how i remember,
the first hey and G-o-o-d b-y-e to that yellow brick road
(if sounds could reflected those tones)

Songs impression my soul,
like pedals so cruel to a rose,
Songs linguare like clock work,

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