Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Labor.

Ready to give birth
Premature flow
That miracle girl
Immaculate words
Abnormalities
My mind was defected at birth
I'm that Special girl.
I kill hopes & dreams with rocks & stones
My ground is solid
My words be known
My foot steps are hard
Ideas concrete
Come Tango with my mind
Drop bricks on your feet.


- Metri.

3 comments:

P0iS0n said...

i lovee your poetryy like honestly they really capture me.

O_O said...

ahhh thanks Tamika. I really appreciate the love & it's a great feeling when my words reach out & touch someone's heart & mind. Everyone & everything is an inspiration to me. =]

P0iS0n said...

yaa welcome metri =]