Made me think of some Manga sci-fi!!!

Thanks Ainjel& glad you enjoyed it iam4u thank you very much my Brother!!!

Thank you much gentlemen.

What’s the angle you say, sifted by thoughts of insanity gone mainstream.

She arranged a path to the bath with petals from a garden I recently dreamed.

Most effectual as her bid’s the best I’ve heard in eons, heart & mind’s weak.

Intrinsic rhythmic splendidly terrific & gifted this chicks good times like Chic.

I wanna die dancing, yes this would be a good way for me to go.

After romancing cynics often fail following the road with an obvious glow.

Rather freeze on sight in spite of the long kiss goodnight promising a fresh start.

Afterthoughts cause aftershocks awkward laughter mocks what’s truly inside your heart.

Holding back counteracts natural facts of passionate wishes granted in life’s journey.

Knowing lonely times are taxing & plentiful should assure that your body’s worthy.

Jealousy's a Love felony for which the penance’s cold & bitter loneliness.

Question not the motive as this interior meltdown clearly reveals exterior homeliness.

Verbal sounds abruptly adjust as your words now don't build they just bust trust.

Chemistry between us is a must or soon it's ashes to ashes & dust to dust.

Don't be so quick not considering ones cusp.

It'll delineate itself in time with no big rush or fuss.

Riddles hold you at bay while effectively enticing us into wrong choices.

I plan a risky escape, fueled by verses spoken in my head with unsavory voices.

She said “my cakes the moistest, stick your finger in the bowl take a taste test”.

I had to decline though she’s damn fine I respect mine a lot this keeps me blessed.

No contest, as my will focused knows very little reproach.

Brutally honest, creatively selfless, scary at times the taboo topics I’m not shy to broach.

Not braggadocios, don’t boast in life for my children I just want the most.

It’s so busy in my Oakland city luckily I live life so very close to the coast.

A getaway’s not faraway a different scene really can work wonders.

It permits a respite of refocus to recoup from realities reoccurring blunders.

So easily we go under with the daily grind steadily rocking on our shoulders.

Help you give others will in turn lift your burden making pebbles out of those boulders.

愛してる

I’d swim through salty shark infested waters to bring her a cold glass of lemonade.
Stand over you on a hot desert until nightfall providing your Highness shade.

Trite as it may seem to some all I need from her is 1 gaze.
I’m caught indefinitely yet trapped willingly inside of Loves maze

Zero praise for brazen lies from false suitors failing to compromise.
The judgment plainly before your eyes finds doubt in all his garish lines.

He’s no more than a lukewarm participant in her dissident illicit intent.
I seem to enjoy women a little on the edge with a twist of hell-bent.

I’m not Clark Kent but spent time feeling just like a lonely alien.
Sunny spots in my life but time after time seem caught up in the rain again.

Think I’m staying man, kind of like this little planet you have here.
Drink in the white sands of Morar reading some game written by Billy Shakespeare.

Watching stars shoot on this side of the galaxy relaxes me actually.
I edit scenes from dreams avoiding duplicity trying to cerebrally attack me.

I’m attempting to right the wrongs post passionately pondering her gifts given.
If I get one more look in my direction from her I’ll know my life’s been worth living.

Couldn’t possibly be the only lonely one to feel this way I’m feeling.
She’s got me hooked can’t get away so this is what it’s like to be reeling.

Time stealing often revitalizes those little fated tokens of treasured fantasy.
Lasting gestures of affection as every move she made professed mastery.

Thanks kc0003 & d4tc wear a helmet when banging head against the wall.
Happy New Year Gents

I’m an old schooled dude vintage taste for life.
Jah rules everything if Rastafari is what you like.
True test of your strength can only be assessed by you.
We fight for the right reasons & sometimes wrong ones too.
Hurry up and get it done go ahead cut those corners.
Dreading any likelihood of failure we don’t win were goners.
If we lose they’ll be on us.
If we miss this chance they’ll be no tomorrow’s only choosy beggars & borrowers.
Followers do a great job at what they do.
Follow my crazy path and I’ll lead you only God knows where fool.
You’re better eating ten sticks of butter.
Calling your ex-lover & telling her you still really really love her, or him.
Favorite shoes are Timberland's, when you see me it’s usually what the f*#! I’m in.
Go to a spot where nobody looks like or knows me, still blend.
Spew logic like Spock 'engage' & I’m gone with the wind.
Shudder to think because it hurts my head some days.
What did you think I’d have some wild & dazzling phrase?
Utterly astonished as promised I remain a true gent.
Even the most stringent of circumstances I’ll circumvent.
I represent Oakland California home of the souls alone.
It’s also the home of the Black Panthers, Clint Eastwood & Sly Stone.
Damn I wish we could go get a drink and dance together.
I’m wondering girl exactly just what you’d think of that endeavor.
Would you be really juiced about it or kind of like whatever?
Treat a brotha like I was flooding in plaid jeans made of pleather.
Like ties we sever breaking off in two different ways.
I’m captivated but also intimidated by picture perfect days.
For me it usually means a storm with nothing nice is brewing.
So many epilogues beset by wry diatribes spliced with cooing.
Straight madness and I have to say I’m much better without it.
I prefer my crab cooked in garlic never once pouted.
Bout it bout it!
I mean absolutely no doubt about it.
I like turkey-dogs with Swiss cheese miss me with that sauerkraut $h!t.
I’m ducking drama like President Obama's African relatives politicking.
Working harder than Sarah Palins brain question & answer picking.
I’m a Timex baby take a licking & keep on ticking.
Never ate chitterlings but I devour my mamas’ fried chicken.
It’s now twenty eleven no more doughnuts or spoon licking.
The size of my booty & belly sometimes makes me feel sickening.

Years pass as the taste for life is justifiably more earnest.
Fears last only if we forget why they exist.
Persist in grandiose living without giving is no way to flourish.
Travel a lot but never hang out with the bloody tourist.
I’m grassroots down-home backwoods country boy.
Live in the city but it’s the outback I truly enjoy.
Get thrilled when left speechless cause I always got something to say.
Don’t need relationships for sex I’ll just make Love to this day.

Here me now.

I was told by my mama to proceed with caution.
Shady ladies will get you caught up with no emotion.
Rub you the right way as a beginning promotion.
Catch you moping then start poking your buttons causing commotion.
Like when I’m chosen but don’t close the deal with just any who chose.
Blooming roses smell so much better when you grow them not steal.
Takes time for beauty to be truly known for more than external gifts.
Still in my ugly stages but kind of relish this feeling of being adrift.

Keep your thieving hands out of my garden.
Hope you got pricked well by one big thorn.
If you gave it to a Lover though beg my pardon.
Can’t help feeling good being part of new true hearts born.

I’ve sworn allegiance to Passion in the struggle against boredom.
Hand-me-downs & 5 thousand dollar suits I’ve worn them
Thwarted evil plans of haters with their hell born thoughts.
Drink OJ in the a.m. in the p.m. sip on 12 year old scotch.
I oft wonder does Joey still have the Motts.
Did anyone ever figure out any of those Mary-Hartman Mary-Hartman plots?
Prefer cast iron cookware over those non-stick pots.
Many of my childhood spots are now overgrown vacant lots.
If I had it my way would’ve been gifted with a little more hops.
Also the ability to bring back to life every one of my folks that died from being shot.
But I thank Lord for what’s been given me & all the Blessings I still got!
Especially give thanks for the time allowed me on His clock.
If I die today well it’s a good day to die.
Throw a big party for your boy and I don’t want anybody to cry.
I celebrate this life with every healthy breathe my children take.
I lived real and not one time did I ever feel the need to fake.

Have ye a trusted friend, a candle lighting thy way?
Some true heart that’ll closely hold all secrets till end of days.
So heavy the burden must be at times a load more than any wanted.
I know because witness your beauty I have though you rarely ever flaunt it.
I share wit with cuteness but get tossed & lost in her shuffle.
Crushed like bottom bag chips instead of desired like delectable chocolate
truffle.
Played thy role of kind gent yet it ultimately went nowhere fast.
Put a chip on my pride and cast on my heart in hopes the break won’t last.
Designs I had have failed miserably so.
The skies open wide with moisture hailed upon my cheeks considerably slow.
Now I’m soaked in sadness with no guidance toward passion in sight.
Why did everything bad that could go wrong have to happen last night?
I give up.
No one wants to see a grown man crying filled with sigh.
Her visage haunts my dreams I awake and always question why.
I’m a survivor but some days hurt so much just don’t want to live.
Simply seeking solace as an abundance of Love I’ve still to give.
Escapades in serenity seemingly mainstays in my sad shadows silence.
Masquerading epiphanies are lessons better learned later than sooner.
Amazed how fantasy requires little inspiration and virtually dooms shyness.
Perhaps another lifetime a miracle may aspire to be reality and not such a late bloomer.

Blessings to you LAMom

My city needs a remedy for the violence & pointless poverty.
I got fam with degrees struggling to pay attention in this economy.
The lottery keeping so many folks hopes alive.
Inside the truth’s just trying to cover up for the lie.
I sympathize with arid eyes despise the cold shoulder.
Stay high on life pray Allah lets my kids grow wise & older.
I’ve recently been liberated from an elongated bit of stress.
So now scattering Blessed seeds of Peace & nurturing promise.
Curse those people acting like they’re the Big Kahunas.
Hope you get sprayed by 2 skunks in your grannies’ sugar bloomers.
I’m happy as honeymooners’ heart bigger than high school rumors.
You can call me JabberJaw and I’ll call you Charlie Tuna.
I knew the world’s problems way too early in life.
Consumers continually purchase needless items increasing their stress & strife.
Conflict for some is the only way they feel normal.
I’m the exact opposite and rather enjoy being informal.
Prefer quiet & the still of night over a loud crowded room.
My initials are V.S.J but I also answer to Deejay Kaboom.
Break out the broom I’m always down for a sweep.
The Earths future at this point is looking a bit bleak.
We need to clean up the mess made by shady political choices.
Be freed from our local constraints speak out with intellectual voices.
I’m such a freckled-faced fortunate fellow.
Time’s good to me personally life’s been pretty mellow.
My rejoinder to global drama has always been heartfelt & compassionate.
Momma makes her famous mac & cheese it takes me 2 seconds to mash on it.
Still good to go with that vacationing state of mind.
Real hood so you know to just not F with mine.
Try to be kind as kittens when a lady has me smitten.
Some of the most profound statements have been so sloppily written.
No matter it’s the message that’s important for us to get.
Wearing red or blue in some neighborhoods just might leave you wet.
Now that’s a shame and we need to be more conscious raising our kids.
If we do so many won’t be incarcerated with 5 to 25 year bids.

Confused look on your face frozen stiff- manikin.
Perhaps in need of a father figure- Flannigan.
A man again makes choices for the better bad.
It’s awkward like having a bed wetting grad as a dad.
People that switch lanes and don’t signal make me mad.
I wonder if St. Paul’s still riding back that limo custom painted plaid.
Bite necks for fun but son don’t call me Vlad.
Stick to the point so not confusing the subject at hand.
I can hear your spine shake fake snake why are you panicking?
Grabbing your head in pain are you in need of some Anacin?
Maybe a talisman would help the superstition in your way.
Seek to provide guidance towards a better ending to your day.
East Oakland’s where I reside in this area called the Bay.
Tequila can be fun but be careful with who you play.
Shoot my mouth off maybe just a wee bit much.
Intricate like a birds nest built out of Love & trust.
This is a must; I want all the bread not just the crust.
What was once filled with life but now reduced to dust.
Ashes fly unless the rain cometh.
Embers cry it’s so hard to stomach.
The lies told, why so many find this the only path.
After time spent with these charlatans I’m in desperate need of a hot bath.

Thank you very much folks!
Have a wonderful week ahead & HAPPY HOLIDAYS

Many faces fill my mental rolodex.
Then there’s yours.
Flawless as the Summer Sun heats the coast most west.
Inside the warmth of your radiance I bask with glee.
Harvest great pride when you smile after look pon me.
Weave hearts green in Loves game absconding with Desire in tow.
I ride Passion sidesaddle so when falling I might land on my feet.
East wind swirls promising sweet reminiscence.
Alone in the struggle means I leave no witnesses.
Apprentices acquiesce with less distress.
I lay in wait for those that think their great.
Try to catch them in a sharp debate about one’s fate.
Hoping to placate those that only know hate.
I’m so sorry if you caught me staring more than once.
Feel like I’m caught in the corner wearing that hat labeled dunce.
You make me feel stupid.
It’s just that you’re so fascinatingly beautiful.
It certainly must be Cupid.
She has me wanting to be so dutiful.

Accusations fly high emanating from a pseudo activist.

Suspect of flirtations disseminating ‘gainst this verbal strategist.



A bag of dust must have been smuggled in from the Kremlin.

I dispute & rebuke this little wet Mogwai turned gremlin.



A defeat would be only overshadowed by one diversion.

Lone heart beats in the beasts’ clutches jaded with vile perversions.



I am no one waiting for somebody to show me everything.

I'm just small potatoes looking for a WHOLE LOT OF BUTTER.

If miracles happen daily can I get mine with a side of onion rings?

I hope my daughter doesn’t marry a meat-head like Sally Struthers.



Rest my dome around the globe but reside in the Bay.

Stare in the sky, arrogance blinds my eyes almost every day.


Even our winters got Sun up in it while other states are freezing.

I only leave here for tropical heat warmer than our colder season.



No teasing!

I’m so real, that’s just the only way to live.

So pleasing!

Climb your highest emotional peak exploring all we have to give.



½ soldier ½ saint, cook, clean and eat organic.

Beating my drums keeps the doldrums from taking over very long.

Steer around drama, calm when others start to panic.

When leaving my living room I always sound the gong.



Petulance only leaves a revolting impression.

Intelligence keeps folks on their toes.

Specialist I suppose at having haters guessing.

Hope I live long enough to own the 1st flying Rolls.


I’m on the road to recovery from the right lady not loving me.

Healing hearts sure do take their sweet time.

Life incarceration in passions chains vying to be set free.

Insatiably covet this torture watching & waiting in Loves line.

I prefer Popeye's buddy!!!

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