MY POEMS


♥ ♥ SEARCHING FOR THAT SPECIAL ONE ♥♥

I walked the lush vegetation in the wee of the morning searching for a special ROSE
All around me i saw daffodills, anthuriums, orchids, crysanthemums and other flowers.
I search and search but yet i could not found that special ROSE that stood out from the others.
Parting the leaves I searched , I smelled , I touched. I kept searching.
I searched the whole day until night was drawing near.
I decided to leave , when my attention was drawn to the sound of water running. so i walked over to the sound .
in the midst of some rugged plants, i saw the most beautiful ROSE I have ever seen in my life. I stopped for a while and gazed and gazed in consternation at great length.
She stood there with her glory.
Sparkling with her spectacular colourful petals.
Butterflies flying all around, attracted by her aroma.
Drawn by her beauty,
I moved towards her slowly.
Tempted to touch, yet hesitated, not wanting to disturb her tranquility.
Leaning towards her i touched her with the bridge of my nose.
Smelling her sweetness continously, until the dark envelope us.
Then i left , thinking about her through the night.
Wanting to keep her for myself only, I went back the next day and dug her up carefully.
Took her back to my dwelling place and replanted her in the center of my garden.
I tendered her daily, giving her water, nutrients, removing any weeds that grew around her. Also i made a stone ring around her, painted in white and engraved in the stone,
♥ MY COLOURFUL ROSE. ♥



♥♥ MY BELOVED ♥♥

I may forget the brillancy of the sunshine
The moon that radiates the sky
The birds that sings in the universe
But you my beloved, why should i forget you. Why
You are so alluring and captivative
My anxiety is bursting at the seams to hold you in my embrace
And bury my face in the frame of your bosom
And sniff the aroma of your sweetness
Feel the motion of your body and pulsate of your heart
This desire is so emmence and overwhelming
I cannot contain this feeling
The mere taught of you radiates my life in a positive and dynamic way


I sit here in the solitude of my bedroom thinking about you oh baby
Reaching out
Extending
Stretching
My taught processes through the great distances that separated us
Wondering
Thinking
Perceiving
Deliberating and anticipating
The moment when I shall hold your hands
And squeeze them gently.
Caresses your legs
Tickle the nipples of your breast with the tip of my tongue
Touching her in your most sensitive parts
Until she moarn and groan
Not with pain
But with pleasure and ecstasy
Begging me to SEX her
Opening and closing her legs
As she move her body in a rhythmic circler motion
Saying
Please please ghetto just SEX me now
And ghetto being the rude boy as he is
lifted up her skirt
exposing the V- mound
That prominently pushes against her G-string (to be continued)


®® LIVE REPORT FROM THE LOUNGE CLUB ®®

Ghetto was in the club dancing one night , when he was approach by two midjets dress in full black, they started firing blows to his torso, right , left and centre. then open fire on him , hitting him in the head. luckely he was wearing his bullet proof helmet. The shots bounce off him , hitting the midjets, stunning them. Ghetto quickly ease out his TECH-9 from his waist and quickly squeeze off four rounds from it in quick succession, brabap, brabap, brabap, brabap, hitting his opponents in the head. They fell to the floor, blood oozing from their mouths, nostrils and ears, marrow splattered all over the place. Ghetto move quickly towards them and disarmed them, then fled the scene immediatly. In a split moment the feds were at the crime scene, taking statement. Eye witnesses stated that they were the first to open fire. the feds went in search for Ghetto but he was no where to be found.He was in the hills of kingston Jamaica, in hiding, barracaded by his antaurauge. Several days later ghetto resurface in the club in a disguised manner, mingling amoungst the crowd undetected. To the club association he was never seen or heard of again, but he was eating, drinking and
dancing with them without their knowledge. Unfortunately the two midjets did not know that Ghetto was such a cold bloodded person and they did not live to find out or tell the tales.

REPORTER : GHETTO