Write for a reason never reason why I write
Might I mention it's exciting every word I recite
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Symbolizing thoughtfulness
Just because life is great
Will I make it to the pearly gates?
Only time can dictate
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Touch without being physical
I know our mentality is able
Peaceful as an angel yet blissful
This inquest is thoughtful and unusual
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Once a hot head now a cool demeanor
I see my eyes in her, my daughter
He mimics my reflection, my son
Two distinct personalities altered my reality
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Could I be unrealistic for wanting a better future?
Maybe I'm just simplistic
Having noticed my linguistic behavior
A realistic system of thought invaded my brain
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My definition of happiness starts with you
And our decisions about our relations and our conversations
Just to see you smile gives me positive energy
An inner force of joy invades my body
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Let's look at wrong and right for a minute
I know we sang that same song for years
Do we know where we belong?
Humanity sometimes to me should be defined as insanity
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Ackroy Lashley was born in Barbados, West Indies. Grew up in Brooklyn, New York now residing in Hollis, Queens. Poetry has been his first love from High School. He depicts upon his inner-city episodes to constitute the articulating and illustrations established in his poerty. After friends and family convinced him he has a God-given talent he started entering poetry contest and performing open mic. To his surprise he was embraced by audience members. Thinking to him, 'my family and friends were not just being partial to his feelings'; he took his talent and nurtured it.)
Art Of Poetry
Write for a reason never reason why I write
Might I mention it's exciting every word I recite
Shed stimulating light
Depending what's on my mind some rhyme, some might not
One thing for sure I'll give it all I got
What I got is a gift for words
As these words invade my matter box
With this right hand I inscribe
Life, money, love, the effects of hate, humanity and whatever vibe is right
This is an unbelievable high
Bajanpoet once was shy
As I apply emotions I often look to the sky
Curiosity ponders why?
Open space influence my daily grind
I dateline my poems verbal moonshine
Notably intoxicating as I utter this subject line