Tsassyone's Poems

BESTFRIEND

Black Poem | Best Friend Poem : B.E.S.T.F.R.I.E.N.D, YOU KNOW THIS IS A WORD THAT IS USED SO FREELY. I FEEL LIKE THE EVERYTHING HAS MANY MEANING SO I'LL BREAK THIS DOWN MY WAY.BEYONDEVERYTHING STAY TRUE FAKERELATIONSHIPS INEND TIMENEW ONES DEVELOP IF YOU JUST TAKE THE TIME TO BE THE BEST AT EVERYTHING INSTEAD OF BEST FRIEND LOOK C

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MEN ARE LIKE SHEETS

General Poem | Ghetto Poem : MEN ARE LIKE SHEETS......WHAT I MEAN IS THAT SHEETS COME IN ALL DIFFERENT COLORS, SHAPES(SHORT, TALL, ROUND AND THIN), TEXTURES(THUGS, MOMMA’S BOY, INDEPENDENT HUSTLERS). ANY SIZE (4’5 - 7’5). THE SHEET YOU HAD LAST(EX-LOVER) MIGHT BE THE SHEET YOU’LL NEVER FIND AGAIN, SO IF THAT SHEET IS WHAT YOU L

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NEW DAY

General Poem | Inspirational Poem : WHAT HAPPENED IN THE PAST IS OVER, TODAY IS HERE, AND YESTERDAY’S PROBLEMS ARE HISTORY. LIFE CAN END TODAY WITH NO CLUES, BUT WILL YOU LEAVE A QUESTION MARK ON OTHERS MINDS OR A SMILE IN THEIR HEARTS. TODAY IS A NEW DAY.

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MISSING YOU

Ghetto Poem | Death Poem : AS THE NIGHTS GO BY I TEND TO THINK ABOUT YOU,I HEAR YOU VOICE I SEE YOUR SMILE I HEAR YOU TELLING ALL THESE BITCHES WHY YOU SO FLY AND TO JUST THINK ITS NOT NO LIE. BUT NOW THE DAYS GO BY WITH ME TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY? DID YOU HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO SHOW OFF, AND BE THE ONE TO FALL OFF. SOMETIMES

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PASS ME

Ghetto Poem | Love Poem : ITS SOMETHING IN THE AIR, THAT WHEN I OPEN AND CLOSE MY EYES I SEE IT, I SO OFTEN THINK I CAN TASTE IT , AND I KNOW I FEEL IT, BUT TO GRAB HOLD OF IT IS SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T SEEM TO DO. I’M TRYING SO BAD AND I THINK IT KIND OF MAKES YOU SAD,TO SEE WHAT YOU FEEL FOR ME IS SOMETHING I DON’T FEEL FOR

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FIGHT

Ghetto Poem | Urban Poem : I WANT TO TALK TO ALL MY YOUNG BLACK BROTHERSI DON

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CANDY

Ghetto Poem | Ghetto Poem : CANDY DAMN I?M LOOKING FOR A MR. GOODBAR, ONE THAT CAN GIVE ME SWEET HERSERY KISSES, ONE I CAN GO TO 5TH AVENUE WITH AND MAYBE FOLLOW TO MARS. AND LETS NOT FORGET THE TOUCH OF HIS BUTTERFINGERS AS THEY GO UP AND DOWN MY BODY, I LOVE THE LITTLE SNICKER I PUT ON HIS FACE. WHEN P

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CROSSING THE LINE

Ghetto Poem | Love Poem : I SOMETIMES WONDER IF THE REASON WHY THINGS ARE GOING THIS WAY BECAUSE WE CROSS THE LINE. I MEAN NOW ITS MORE OR LESS I FIND MYSELF CARING AND THINKING ABOUT YOU A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVER. I TAUGHT I COULD HANDLE THIS SHIT AND ROLL WITH THE GAME, BUT NOW THE PRIZE JUST MAKES YOU RISE, GET ME HOT A

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