On The Real

Posted on 02/08/01

When I deal with you
I deal with the destruction
of your mental mentality
the way you curse me
the way you discuss yourself
discussing me and that’s
On the real
I checked your style
way before I lost my virginity
way before I reached puberty
you see when I was young
I was actually old
you see when I was told
about being immature
I was actually mature enough
to tell the difference
even now who are you
to tell me who I am
the why I need to change
the why I need to drive
the why I need to settle down
the why I need to eat more
FUCK THAT
this is
ON THE REAL
Don't you know that
I can take your life?
Don't you know
the difference between
a BLACK MAN
and an AFRICAN
you see a BLACK MAN
whether rich or poor
dumb deaf or blind
handsome or unattractive
has his own plans
on how to continue surviving
DAMN
ON THE REAL
check yourself
then brace yourself
no longer am I afraid
to express myself as a slave
I'm now gone with the wind
cause it's QUITTING TIME
QUITTING TIME
this life I lead can only be
changed by me
then taking away by CHRIST
even though I don't believe
in Heaven or Hell
I still believe that there was
truly a greater creator
of my life
and ON THE REAL
if you believe in the LORD
you shall reap what you sow
then die by the sword
hold point click open
or delete...fail to read
my poetry it's okay
because on the strength
I write poetry for ME
to many questions
with out realization
if you seen me before
or walked through my door
you know that it's all about
THE IMPROVISATION
as well as my own
DECLARATION
so if you
got it twisted before
it was only because of
your own inner constipation
I sit and breathe then look
to reason
eventually looking
to stop breathing
to many issues
as I was told I had
not even knowing the half
the percentage of my own
is what you want to change
before you even begin to roam
bring me your SHIT
then bring your SHIT
into my home
thinking you can play the game
as the game endlessly
plays you, over and over and over again,
ON THE REAL
what the FUCK is a friend
that makes a best friend
different, because I'm just looking to remain
a BLACK MAN
and this SHIT is for real
and not pretend
it's for real because
the way you made me
now exists, now call me crazy
weird, strange, insane and
last but not least plain
you know me
it's the kid
from DO OR DIE BEDSTUY
CLARK WALLABY
walking in and out
of your life
like the last guy
so like SMOKEY ROBINSON
take a good look at your face
then look behind you
just to see
if you are being chased
cause if not
some body else
has the same as you got
whether over seas
up north or the states
ON THE REAL
I'm here to comfort
that man made attitude
you call your first name
and I don't care
if you don't like it
it's because of you
I became inspired
then decided to write this
POEM JUST FOR YOU
your non-immediate family
AND YOUR GOVERNMENT
nick name real supporter
of your WELFARE
and I'm the one with
NO SUBSTANCE
you sound to me
very redundant
very unsure of your self
but let me
share something with you
your self is your self
YOU CAN'T RUN FROM IT
and that's

ON THE REAL

DORAHP LEMKHA - My name spelled backwards...

Soul Mate

Composed by Delicacy..... 11/29/07


We met but once as though by chance,
we didn't date, or did we dance.
We looked into each other's eyes
without deception or disguise.

A silent message passed between
your hungry heart was plainly seen.
You saw desire I could not hide,
you looked at me and saw inside.

How could a glance have said so much,
and cause a chill without a touch?
What was that chemistry that night,
that promised what we felt was right?

What satisfaction we'd have missed,
if we had not reached out and kissed.

I do not know if it was you,
or was it I who said, "Let's do."
But on that night our souls were bare
as surely as our bodies there.

Our bodies moved in harmony,
I couldn't tell the you from me.
And locked in passion as we were,
my sense of time began to blur.
I must have known you from before,
how else could you have reached my core?

In life perhaps before this one
what had we shared? What had we done?
With what I felt, emotions vast,
I must have loved you in the past.

But now we go our separate ways,
to different lives throughout our days.
I keep you though within my dreams,
Eternal soul mate, so it seems.

While I’m Dreaming

Gravity and the movements
Of my distinction
Thoughts stable beyond
The Extinction
within the matrix
Seeing before the imaging
Vision focused 110%
No blinking
What was you thinking
I speak of what I see
The experience
Before the achievement
Forever comfortable
With who I am
My mind, body, and soul
My life, my conscience
My beliefs, my breathing
To cease the judgment
and critiquing
I stand taller
Than the average reaching
To touch the sky that I’m
Free in

While I’m Dreaming

His Blessings

Whisper my name
Listen because its different
the meaning behind
each syllable leaves me
Drifting
into your dimension
without contention
Belonging where you exist
is my hearts attention
and my minds direction
Endless
Relentless
as love's reflections
Welcomes

His Blessings

Zooicidal

Just another thoughtful creative attempt.

Caressing Your Mind Intimately

You are so vibrant
and beautiful
You make me dream
about white doves
flying overhead
and harpsicord music
b sharp C, A flat
The sounds of love
You are the reason
I regard you as my
wife to be
Like my dream
it's plain to see
the picture drawn
with poetry
Hopelessly
Aimlessly
I franchise my approach
Painstakinly
Confidently
as I move next to you
Next to me
Sweaty palms
nah......
Just sweaty thoughts
of you sensually
I want to touch your soul
before

Caressing Your Mind Intimately

I Still - The Remiz

The Part 2 of I Still

I Still

You be the judge, but not the executioner.

Keeping You Next To Me

Sleeping within your evening
Special the sheets made me feel
Right at home comfortable
and no longer alone
appreciative of the texture
of your flesh
my mind is now taken
away by the opportunity
to drift inside of your sensation
shaking body to body
chemistry displaying
muscles inflating
sensually relating
warm blooded uncovered
as I thirst more for your stimulation
while the candle
and light aroma are
sexually contemplating
and accomplishing

Keeping You Next To Me

Freestyling 92

You see I do
I don't try
I gather clues
to smile
so never ask me why
that to me
is beyond retarded
see what you started
day and night over departed
emotionally guided
heat seeking my target

No Home Cooking

Verse 1)

Been there
Cop’d that

Sold weed
Then crack

2 4 5’s Red tops
Followed by Black

Chop Chop
Tap tap

The mirror was
Used for this then that

Reflections of a man stacked
Dollar bill White lines I packed

Two days later
I’m tapped

Re’upd
to free up
another pack of that
“Who’s the Mack”

1 Thou 2 Thou
3 Thou Became Wow

All in one week
no smile
No eye contact no pound

Just that burna
That would air ya out

Stepping before looking
Will get you

Air’d tha fuck out
in Brooklyn

no wake no funeral
no home cooking

told you before
how I do shit

all night long with

- No Home Cooking -

(Verse 2)

Now that my money’s right
I need to get that illah

Killah chick that will fillah
A pair of Von Doch jeans
And treat my Diddick like a Milla

Cuz I’m Genuine
Do the math

That realla niggah
From the street no gorilla

Gonna keep me from my triggah
or my girl like Reggie Miller

I will Knicka ur Bocka
Detatch your Door Knocka

then black and blue you
quick on that Blocka Blocka

-TO BE CONTINUED-

My Next Hustle

Everytime it seems
I got a hold on things
Choices many Choices
attack my now
making me believe
in the ability to achieve
the concept to ease
the strain
off of my chest muscles
allowing my heart
to be its best muscles
as I address the stress
of this next struggle
that I will use as

My Next Hustle

The Oral Caress

Composed by Delicacy.....11/14/07

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness
greets me and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.

Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue
slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.

Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.

11/14/2007 8:13 AM