skillz thapoet Poems

in the midst of men in black suits,
a lady passed in a red dress,
a red clutch embellished in,
red beads in wavy patterns,
...

she used to be my friday
night call,
in skirts and dresses a flight
landing to my door,
...

coffee in a tainted mug,
a dish washer it has never
seen,
and i sip this frothy black
...

Sandra Gabby It's such a
shame
that i still want you
back, even
...

dear sandra,
pardon my letter scribed in
haste,
a night couldn't fall before it
...

broken gravestones,
forgotten cemeteries,
pieces of broken hearts,
scattered below withering
...

Here I was a son of the dead,

A breed of fate,
...

much than the less i talk,

much than the less i see,
...

the beat knows not me,
its age hardly known,
the sax blares,
soothing clefs rise to the awaiting air,
...

these feet carry a body of
vegence,
a soul baying for blood,
in search of a dress on the
...