This page is dedicated to ppl who write poems. I dont write poems, so its up to u to keep this page runnin by sendin me poems at ollison39@cs.com. If where it says ~Mah People's Poems~ above isnt on 1 line u should probably make ur screen wider.
ThE OnE
I never new I could love a person as much as i do for you. I have looked at things so differently, ever since the day you came into my life, everything has changed completely. No one else was eva like u, a guy like you is so hard to find. I hope we stay together forever, cause your one of a kind, I don't know how I could live, live without the one I L0VE, the one I trust, the one I cherish, the one I adOre. Your that speacial one for me. I just want you more and more, every second, every minute. Nothing can ever come between the love I've for you, every hour, everyday, I'll love you forever, and forever I'll be your lady.
~Sourita Vongsykeo~
FeMaLe pLaYeR
you call youself a player
cuz it seems you played a few
but what you never realized
was that i was playin you
you think your game is better
you call yourself a winner
but compared to me
your nothing but a beginner
~Claudia Sandoval~
ThE NiGhT I MeT YoU
im rememebering the night i met you
back then i didnt have a clue
you gave a friendly smile
then we sat and talked for a while
when i looked into your brown eyes
now i see your more than i thought
you gave me friendship,respect,and love
i was convinced that you were sent from up above
i wasnt lookin fo love its true
but love is what i found the night i met you
~Claudia Sandoval~
ThE NeXt BeSt ThAnG
im not jesus or GOD but the next best thang
dats why people always ask me for change in my range
i dont drive a escalade
but im on a great escapade
even if people stink and smell
they sweat till they purple and pale
i pull gurls like egyptians pulled stones
and white people break their bones from being a dare devil
we are beyond their level
death aint what make the world go round money is
dats why we niggaz handle our biz
~Se'Quan Fenderson~
AtLaNTa GuRL
My style is one of a kind
easy to jock but hard 2 find
its outta control from head 2 toe
u gotta understand i got a atlanta gurlz flow
~Anonymus~
WhO's To BlAmE
Have the failures in your life been blamed on others
Your sisters, or perhaps even your brothers
Do you find yourself saying, it wasn't my fault
Or don't blame me for the things that you've lost
Do you find that you ask the question, why didn't someone tell me,
Or I had nothing to do with it, so just let it be
Do you point your fingers at others and say, they are to blame,
Only shielding yourself from any possible shame
When you give up on yourself, and stop wanting to even try,
That's when you start blaming others, and start asking why
You start with the why, and then it turns to who
Now stop looking for others, it's not about blame, it's all about you
~Witherspoon~
HeAvEnLy
I asked him,"Like Alicia Keyes said, am i a real woman?"
He said ,"Not yet, baby, but that's what youre' becomin'.
My man loves me, and he'll never go away
He buys me roses and flowers for every holiday.
He don't look at other girls, I don't look at other guys
He knows that he can trust me ,therefore he never lies.
We laid there together, chest over chest
He loked into my eyes and said "Damn, you're the best."
I asked him," Baby in the future, do you think I'll be your wife?"
He said "Heavenly, of course you're the best thing in ,my life!"
You would think such love didn't exsist
But I knew it did the first time we kissed.
~Witherspoon~
ThAt NiGhT
The nights are still hard for her to handle.
She cannot sleep because of the dreams.
It has been so long, but she still feels his presence.
She thought he was a friend of hers.
But friends do not do what he did.
She trembles as she remembers that night.
It was supposed to be an innocent dinner.
He turned it into a living hell.
Her face is pale as she feels the scars he left.
That night will live with her forever.
She can still hear his voice in her head.
He abused her body and her trust.
The silence of the night paralyzes her body,
But not her dreams.
~Witherspoon~
GeTtInG UsEd ToOI'm getting used to not looking at you,
And thinking of you as my boo.
The days that we were apart,
Huh! How much hurt I had in my heart.
I'm getting used to not thinking of you,
And the fact that my heart was broken by you.
The days where we would hold each other tight,
And didn't care who was in sight.
I'm getting used to not being with you,
Pondering that you might be with another.
When we kissed for the first time,
Dang! How I had you on my mind!
And now that I know that you're with another,
Honestly, I just can't get used to that...
~July Carillo~