 |
Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
|
||||
| Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 29-May 17:56:59 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 137691
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Message to My Unborn
[time] => 2007-10-06 00:28:24
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => It’s late I’m listenin’ to Musiq’s “Teach Me” My mind starts to wonder to a later date Not one in particular but definitely one in my future What will I say to them… To my children To keep as much fear from’em One can never know But if I did, I think it’d go something like this Cassidy I foresee athletisism I foresee rap city I’d tell him to take it easy with the ladies And that it’s okay to still be my baby That mama doesn’t measure a man by how many tears he can with hold, but by how many he can freely let flow That girls might cheat on him That girls might, will hurt him but you NEVER put your hand on them And when the world cast you out I’ll always take you in Peyton I foresee…well, me I foresee a slightly rebellious misunderstood, music lover I’d tell her is okay to trust Not to wear her heart on her sleeve Nor guard it so heavily That, although, her confidence isn’t in me the best advice is always where I’ll be That eventhough boys may be able to walk the walk and talk the talk, you keep movin’ until there’s respect in both And when you’ve become to much for the world Remember, you’ll always have a place in mine Jamile I foresee a smart young man And for some reason…his daddy’s eyes I’d tell this one that he doesn’t have to hide in books That the world’s not in complete turmoil and he should have a look That it’s okay to like the popular girl but she shouldn’t be the center of his world That it’s okay to challenge the teacher but not for giggles from her or anyone that his existentialism is a lovable quality because it accents his individuality But when he’s out of that, he’ll still have me Aaliyah I foresee my baby I foresee a light that can’t be defined I’d tell her it’s okay to be upset That happiness doesn’t necessarily make one happy I’d tell her to use her big brothers to help boyfriends make the right choices To lift her voice Rather in happiness, sorrow, or fear I’d tell her that a woman’s priority is a man’s option Make sure you’re always priority And that when they write you off as a n adult remember…I made your boat and I say rather it’ll sink or float [comments] => 2 [counter] => 297 [topic] => 55 [informant] => rogue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©
Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster
All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com
All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.
Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com