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Beloved Sha' first book Chocolate Tears Tears No More offers a look into the life and heart of the author, through his poetry. Beloved Challenges the misconceptions about love, romance relationships and life through the eyes of a young Blackman. Please be sure to get your copy of my new book "Chocolate Tears/Tears No More" Barnes & Nobles Amazon.com as well as LuLu.com or hit www.firstbornpublishing and get your copy today.

"Beloved Sha aka Amazingflow"

I have so many people who come to my page asking me this question I thought it was only best that I post this. So many poets and those who love my flow all want to know, how am I able to write what I do? That's just it I don't write, any and all that you will ever see me drop comes off the top of my head, and from there I just flow with go with it and let it do what it do. My one of a kind flow comes from everything around me as well as in me, I owe a lot to my wife who has been by my side since we we're just friends who makes she keeps a brother grounded; plus my mom Heavenly R.I.P who was a true poet before her time gave me a few pointers and from that you have the man that so many cat's on BP know as Amazingflow born Beloved
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My High P1
By most accounts I've lived a "good girls life" never sneaked a drink or picked up a vice. Never went to a club or hung out in the stree, was a 19 year old virgin; never even smoked weed. Never was boy crazy nor chased after thugs, so when I got hooked on "Beloved he was worse than any drug. See I knew before I took my first hit, that if I dealt with this broher, I was going to be whipped. Cause when I looked in his eyes I could easily see that he'd have me more open than I wanted to be, but the love was so sweet; that I felt just like Pookie cause it keeps callimg me.

So I took a deep breathe closed my eyes and walked ino the light and in the blink of an eye I was high as a kite. So smooth that his presence makes the whole room get hazy and the scent of his skin drives me totaly crazy. I loose whole days, not just hours when I stare at his lips and there's electrical powers in his fingertips. You think getting between a crackhead and ther rock can put you in danger, put your hand on my man, you wont live through my anger.

I felt the room shake the first time we came and I rode him till he called my name, I knew I'd never be the same. I am hooked on this man like the worst dope fiend and I have to have him like air to breathe and I know some of you sisters know just what I mean, I'm addicted to him and don't want to get clean. There's no 12 step program for a high like this and no other so-called drug can eceed the bliss that I get from his kiss. " my wife Chocolatepeach "

My High P2
Well it's been almost 5 years since my last confestion at 38 years of age I should have learned my lesson. Yet you don't undersand Chocolate just be callen me and I ain't even mad. I'm passed needing re-hab, for I've been sprung, open since day one; crack doesn't come close coke is a joke and weed never did it for me, but damn I got's to come clean for Chocolate is all I need.

Her love has me acting worst then a dope fiend I'd do anything and do mean anything, rob, kill; hey I'm just keeping it real, for those who never been in love have no idea. Our convo's are deep after a hard days work Chocolate knows just how to rock me to sleep.

My high and I have been 2gether for so many years, no drug out there could ever compare to what this woman "Chocolatepeach" means to me, "F" being clean I need her like air to breathe. Beloved Sha All Rights Reserved 2007

I Never Felt So Dirty
Haven a flashback of when I lived in Queens NY
I never felt so dirty as my friend placed thier hand on my leg and on my kneck, then had the nerve to ask for a kiss. Like many of you reading this I was like no they didn't.I felt so dirty, not know hat this person had feeling that were growing for me, that me being a young man at the time and yet this person was gay, but at that time I was like what 15 and could see.I felt so dirty, it never dawned on me why this person would buy me silk shirts Bally shoes, and all kinds of jewels when I knew his girl and his sista and I went to the same school.

$h9t I thought it was kind of cool, but as I got older I see I was a fool, for all along this brotha is try to make a move on me. I never felt so dirty, I was like 15 and this person was more like 30.He was like in some ways the big brotha I always wanted, but never had in other ways he was more like the father who a teen needs in their life yet was never around.I never felt so dirty, when sitting in his car outside a bar he placed his hand on my leg and then on my kneck, saying to myself this is some sick Sh9t! I thought he was my friend as I closed my eyes reached for an ink pen and stabbed him again and again.I never felt so dirty, yet now at the age of 38 I have only a few friends and to this day I don't trust men. Beloved Sha All Rights Reserved 2007

Raped
Peep this I was vibing with this cat about how he likes it when the pu**y is moist and even when baby girl says no he uses force, or when she acts like she's mad when he hit's it from the back.At this point I had 2 say stop listen 2 what yoursaying I'm not playing, Rape. At this point he's feeling like he's the man had 2 school him and let him know I didn't give a damn.

Baby boy hold up, shut up, wait! let me get this straight 4 what you just said sounds a lot like rape. I have no problem wit a person being kinky, yet what I'm hearing sounds like you wasn't thinking.Here he was just smiling showing no shame couldn'teven remember this young girls name, other then she was 14 but looked 19 had me telling myself I hope this is just a fu3ken dream.

As I looked down I noticed a stain on his shirt, so I asked what is was he told me it was blood from when he ripped off her shirt then skirt, rape. I told him you have just committed a man greatest sin, when a woman says no, no means no don't give a damn how fine she's looken.You see a female with a cute smile and a ok figure andsomething in your head says you just gots 2 get it. I told the young and real dumb brotha you must be the biggest dummy in the world or do you just act that way?

You think your a man? You just raped a female then he walked away. A few days later I get a collect call saying he's in Rikers, I told him the fu3k off, I hope you get raped in there any they hang you by your balls, and don't call me anymore.Beloved Sha All rights Reserved 2005


Crazy B9t3hes

Ok a brother has given this one a lot of thought, never been one to taken any shorts yet, poets talk to me BP walk with me, for I need to get this off my chest for I keep getting hit on the hip by this chick who is causing me nothing but stress. I'll keep it real yes I spoke to her twice, but it was only by BP emails told her I liked her poetry and to peep my page no big deal. Ok now this is when thigs flipped for shortly after I get a love poem on my page and I'm like who and the hell is this chick!

Pardon the grammer please excuse a brother for it may seem like I don't have manners, yet if ya ask me I think baby girl is a lil bananas, do you think she would of understood me better if I spoke spanish?Poets hear me, feel me, please know I'll never let another kick dirt on my name, nor do I have time for some people on BP childish games. It's because I'm a real man that I don't hit ths chick with all kinds of four letter works and tell you all her name.

Yet a few of you know just who and what I'm talking about, as poets so many people get caught in the words we say as well as our pics, they have so many of us mixed up with some other cat thinking we are quick to give up the boot or as men we just stick anything.

Like I told my peeps "MarilynK & Pepa" maybe I should stop doing what I do and write about cars, know this it's only right I pull this females card. All here drama stared after I deleted a love poem in which this chick goes from emailing me to wanting to speak to me on the phone. Poets BP I wasn't haven't it, in big letter on my page it read I'm MARRIED what part did she miss. I do what I do for the love of poetry not her to get with anyone, pardon me for the drama Im done. Beloved Sha2007

Ghetto Superstar
Yes she's a ghetto superstar who thinks she will get far all she does is jump from bed 2 bed from car 2 car, she has 3 baby daddy's names tatted on her chest, arm and thigh; she spends her time waiting on a welfare check and getting high. She thinks she's the sh!t, yet truth be told she's just getting by believing in her lies but you can see the truth with in her eyes. Baby girl would be the some what cute if she took out that dirty a$$ gold tooth, put on clothes that fit, took off the make up and wake up.

4 life is passing her by, yet she thinks be cause older men give her money you should see how she trys to smile when the call her honey, as cats her own age can't do anything 4 her. She finds pleasure laying on her back smoking weed now turned out on crack, never no food in th freg the state came and took both her kids, and all she talks about is yo where's the party at? She doesn't work 4 her idea of work is trick some jerk who gives her a few dollas just 2 make her holla.

I did say she was some what find yet from the bullsh!t she does it's clear 2c she's 3rd eye blind, pardon me 4 a minute as I remove the tears from my eyes. Baby girl lives this life 4 she feels that's all she knows it was her own father who got her n2 tricken and doing drugs, been so long since sh's been loved she doesn't answer 2 her own name, but will if you call her a bit3h or trick!. I can go on and on but I think you get my point 4 there's a ghetto superstar in every city from my block 2 bangkok truth be told this sh!t has gots 2 stop. Beloved Sha All Rights Reserved 2005

Every So Creamy Thighs


Damn beautiful how could this brotha ever 4get those thick chocolate thighs with the cream inside, had a brotha saying two himself my, my,my.

Two bodies intertwined in a bondful kiss as I slowly moved down kissing your chin, shoulders, the small of your back and your other lips, tasting just like cinnamon, allow me two pause as I take another sip.

Your body so radiant, as our fragrance lingers in the air, no time for small talk Chocolate come here don't fight the mood is right trust and believe I'm going to give it to you all damn night.

So come here, you do me I do you I don't care, just let me make this clear, baby girl oh no I'm not just looken to knock it down, but lay it down and from the look of things lock it down.

This is more then just me obeying my thirst, I want to make love to and through your whole body until it hurts.

As we become one then get up in the morning go at it again, for my job is not done so hear me please 4 between your thighs and I your heart is where I want to be. Beloved Sha All Right Reserved2007


Lost In Space Silly chicks chat of inconsequential ideals like the n9ggas they got with and the brothas they killed. Hoodrat hoes talk trash about cat's they don't know, steady creepin on the D.L. with their poluted a$$, looking like a grafted lil Kim given it up to men.I even know this so-called queen who sleeps around with want to be kings, labeling themselves as righteous beings. Who ain't nothing but want to be god's who don't know lessons and could not give up the lard.

In all actuality are simply fiends these jive pretenders life long dream. Sistas claim to be a shinging star born of the Sun, but her mental mourns. Her weak and wicked ways have left her 3rd eye torn. Unable to see what the true and living God had warned, that is she could never be his precious jewel. Sistas rocken 1/4th's of cloth when her own rotation of 1,037 1/3rd is way off. Yet she still dibbles and dabbles in half-original sins. Lost her man, father and her friends, forgot 120 and started so-called maken money now she's burnt out turned out and without a doubt she's forever lost in space.


Request Line

Hey Mr. DJ can I hear a rap that doesn't talk about who shot who or who has the biggest gat, the most coke on the block or how many sista's they have turned out or how they so-called blew out their back? I say request line can I get a jont that's music to the ears as well as touches the heart? Just a lil something something that will spark the light within our people, putting a end to all this so-called beef for we're all Gods children and start treating eachother as equals.

Yo request line give me one of those KRS1, Rakim, Public Enemy, X-clain, PRT joints forget the bling bling and cat's advocating to have be a thug or who has the magic stick. I get so heated when I hear and see BET play stuff calling the Blackwoman a dogs and lost fools with young fools holding their jewels wanting to be a pimp.

What happen to joints talking about liberation hardly get played, yet every other song is talkinng about some cat's third leg, or a woman's a$$!, tits or how she workes her hips? Request line why are so many cat's maken so-called music that will make ya dance but none who will make us think, talking crap about how their macks and don's to me seeming more like want to be divas; yet this bull our youth are believing.

It's only few I respect in the rap game and forget all others, for those be the same cat's who talk stuff on BET yet when some crap pops off go crying to their mothers. By all means if I'm wrong for saying so, then make me a believer or is it all in my head for the word on the street is rap is dead. Beloved Sha All Rights Reserved 2007


Dear Dad
I don't recall when I seen you last, just thinking about how you walked out on us always get's me mad. Do you even remember me, ya know your son Beloved? Then again it is I who forgot I'm just the oldest one, but not the only one. At the age of 38 I have a wife, a lil girl and five sons, not a day goes by you punk a$$ n!gga! that they don't know I love them. What was I like 2 or 3 when ya a$$! stopped comen around?

So I became the man of the house, put a ring on mama's finger and told here I would always be around. You clown a$$ n!gga who could never see the bigger picture, just lusting after that stufs you put in your arm and those crack head bit3hs you say you loved us, but didn't give a damn if we had food to eat or clean clothes. They say today is Father's Day, and on this day I just think about all the hate I have for a crak head, never being around who I hear is my dad.

Your no better then a lot of other weak so-called men, who don't do or give a damn! about their children. I'm writing this because I need to vent, bit3h a$$ n!gga thanks for the time we never spent. It's crazy how when you! died I din't cry, had people telling me how I look like my mother, but have your eyes. I will never forget or forgive the $hit! you did and the pain you caused my mother, at your furneral I learn I have another sister and a brother, the only true father I ever knew isn't a man, but my mother. P.S Happy Father's Day mom R.I.P Beloved Sha All Rights Reserved2007

6' O clock
Well it's 5am and these 3 cat's have nothing 2 do, so they smoke a lil weed as they think of something 2 get n2. 1 says let's go 2 shortys house and the other 2 are like na dat trick aint acting right, so then another1 says so lets go somewhere, and then their like na sun my paper is tight. Damn! the 3rd 1 saying we gots 2 do something 2nite, 1st cat says yo babypha give me a lite; 3 cats feeling like it's nothing 2 loose doing 2 do, as the 2nd cat says I'm ready 2 get paid how about u? Went from 3 cats wit nothing 2 do just looking 2 have fun 2 1 pulling out their daddy's gun. Well it's 5:15 and the 1st cat is like damn sun where did u get this? So the 3rd brotha says yo get off his tip! 5:25

3 broke brotha's just looking 2 get by doing nothing but getting high. Now here is when they start talken crazy talking about let's go get paid. 1st cat says that's about the best thing this fool said all nite.Now it's 5:40 no more weed no more Old Gold just 3 cats and 2 on parole, and it's getting hot; so the best thing they could come up wit is pushing up in some crack spot. 5:45 All pumped up off of weed and alchol the 2nd cat is like yo are ya wit me? Now it's 5:50 and the 1st cat kicks open the door, shots ring out and it's the 3rd brotha who get's wet up and falls 2 the floor. The 2nd cat get's hit in the hip and 1 in the chest the cat who runs the spot is like so who the h3ll is next? It's 5:55 the 1st cat stats 2 think he will not make it out alive, he just lost his lil brotha and starts 2 feel he can't recover cathes 1 2 the head, 3 cats trying 2 rob some crack spot damn now it's 6' o clock all 3 cats are dead. Beloved Sha