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SIREN THA POET



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  I am ENERGY, MOTION and LIGHT. We all are. Constantly evolving, forever reacting...causing negative and positive forces at will. Imagine that!

YOU have the power to decide how YOUR world is....Whether to lead or follow those who pale in your shadow...Whether to sit on the wall or DANCE!!!!! Whether to interact with those who bring you millions of micro mental orgasms or to deal
in mental masturbation (mind-fukking). God gave humans something he gave no other living creature;Self Will. Please use your gift wisely...

Did you know that when a person dies their weight automatically decreases by 21 grams? WIth this in mind, it is said that the weight of the soul is 21 grams. Which means when the shell(the body) that the soul is housed in dies, it flies away. Everyone is so concerned with the outside, but it is the soul that never dies... Take care of your soul.

I am Siren. Among so many other things I am a writer, a poet and spoken word artist. I`m working on my first fiction piece now. Writing a book is more time consuming than i thought. I hope you enjoy the poems i`ve included `cause i`m sensitive about my shyt...lol

NO CLICK NOTES PLEASE

 

I SEE YOU...

 

I Have a "Thing" about Lips...Kno-wha-i-mean!I 

Soul Mate

I have wanted you before I knew you
On my minds canvas painted a picture and viewed you
Even spoke to you and listened as I envisioned in a given situation what would
Be pleasing to you
for me to do.

Felt your breath tingle my skin
Turned to find fragrance floating on wind
Tried to imagine the physical you'd appear in
Found your marks on my soul
written in pen.

Welcomed your arrival in my sleep
Moaned as you penetrated my deep
Cried out dirty words in the heat of the Freak
Awoke alone entangled
in my Sheet.

Every Man before you was trial and error
Rejection of the inferior made the superior clearer
Letting go of what felt wrong brought you nearer
My loneliness worth loving the woman
In the Mirror.

When you will appear I have no notion
As illusive as writing my name with a stick on ocean
Yet as sure as I know all matter has motion
You have always been, although unseen
The object of my Devotion.

And so blindly I move toward my Fate
Struggling alone to handle all on Lifes Plate
My spirit knowing that I have a standing Date
With a man I only know as
Soul Mate

Siren~

 

 

 

"People will forget what you say. They will even forget what you do. But, they will never forget how you made them feel." --- Maya Angelou

 

My Moon, My Stars, My Son

Here's another poem, by me of course, designed to make you scratch your head and go mmmmmmm....

 

The Hustler's Wife

Believe it or not, this situation's not unique
I'm married to him, he's married to the streets
I hold it down, take care of home
Remain in my Prison of Black Lacquer and Chrome
Cryptic Codes on his private phone
See his eyes turn cold, his voice changes tone
Then abruptly he's gone
Leaving me alone
Sometimes I wonder am I part of His Game
A pretty face, strategically placed, a wife only in Name
Am I his haven from the Streets
His Private Freak between the Sheets
Someone to appease
with trips overseas
Extravagant shopping sprees
Someone with education and charm
To proudly wear on his arm
In posh places with the Baller's Elite
The eclectic Mix of Ghetto and Chic
He supplies all my wants,
My individuality he taunts
Hands me stacks which I place in unmarked accounts
See I'm Old School
And Mama didn't raise no fool
Sometimes Shyt is raw
On this side of the law
And sometimes Right catches Wrong
And This Could All be Gone
No, this isn't the life I planned
But I married a Hustling Man
And I've adapted to the life
of
A
Hustler's
Wife

 

 

Siren~

Okay, If you like what you've read let a sister know... And of course i'll keep hitting you with a lil sumthin' mo. Notice how that shyt rhymed...That's tight, right? LOL
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So just whom do they intend to reach with this billboard advertising Dark and Lovely in rural Africa. Certainly not this African woman who probably doesn't even know anyone who looks like this. Do you think this is her idea of dark and lovely? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

"to the world you might be just one person. but, to one person you just might be the world."

Come CELEBRATE with me that everyday of my life something has tried to DESTROY me and FAILED