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the true Confessions of A Mad Poet
Confessions....
……. Tainted stains of yester years *tears*…….. Falling causing her pen to cry out while her ink stain bleeds openly upon the page; A Poet’s thoughts are now becoming red, and as she reaches for the next journal to hold these truths. Binding are the pages that hold these ramblings together which are the true Confessions of A Poet~ Ferociously she scribes letting her pen guide the way letting the ink drop in order to regain composure she takes a deep breath as one single tear roll down her face, she smiles! For behind that smile lives the reason that she is and shall remain to be his Queen……
Excerpt from “Confession of a Mad Poet” Rough Draft / New Chapter
Mike Geffner – The Inspired Word
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Thursday, August, 2011
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Lost in someone else
Lost in someone else was born was born in the Realm of the Blakk Kitty ©27 10 8 All Rights Reserved Nubian Poet Silk
I cloaked myself in his aura – never to be seen again
I searched my soul for the essence – that migrates from the core of him
I’m Lost – in someone else
As the scent of him emerged – I inhaled him
In the mist of seeking solace – I too blamed him
Blamed him for cursing my dreams with want
I blamed him for …..
Sugar coating that sweet; sweet taunt
In the mist of feeling so good, how could it be so wrong?
As his avid wolf caught sight of my true nakedness
I bid no hesitation – but provided him entrance to my garden
There he stole away my innocence – while his bee stung my virgin soul
There; he covered me with honey dew– his sweet nectar of love
This is where he claimed the position guardian to my dove
I am enticed – I am now enthralled – I am totally captivated by it all
As this man continues to consume me whole
I find – that I am completely lost – in someone else’s soul
