A Free Spirit
Early morning every day…
I wish I could go out and play…
Rather…I am good or bad…
Not playing is very sad…
Love rides me…
All over, inside and out…
Without it I pout…
I do not laugh…
But I shout…
I do not wish to be turned out…
I am me…woman…Free…
No man shall enslave me…
I was created to run wild…
If I choose it to be my style…
I am not just queen for one day…
But a queen in every-way…
Respect me…
Love me…
Understand me…
And receive my undivided attention…
For now and always
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Our Past Our future
My heart is filled with…
The bitter sweetness of…
My past…our past…
I want to change the way…
I smile…
At me and my past…our past
There are things I must…
Not forget as well as…
Forget…
I am a queen from…
My motherland…
Which I am separated from…
And yet…
I am still a queen…your queen
Still the gift…
My respect shell stand…
Know that my black man…
Your hands belong not…
On me in an abusive way…
Loving me is okay…
God created us…
You an I…
For each other…
To respect, love, and built up
One another…
The whole world is our…
Play ground…our living room
Together we are the next…
Ship to the moon…
We are history…
In the making…
My love for you…
Powers me in many ways…
And yet., .
Your disrespect warns me not…
What am I to do…
You can’t keep driving over my foot…
And expect for me…
Not to respond…
I am queen…
Your queen…
And has been from the beginning…
You my dear black male…
Must work on your respect…
Toward me…
For I am you…
I live for you…
I educate myself for you…
You must work to keep…
Me happy…
Respect of me is your first job…
Know that…
And keep me in your bed…
Forget that and we …
WE are DEAD…
Whiseprkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Respect God's Gift
My queen of many sweets…
Grant me thy royal seat…
Without you I'm not complete…
No other shall adorn my sheets…
For you, my queen are unique…
I'm attracted to your energy…
God created you just for me…
Together we are foot-loose and fancy free…
There will never be another you for me…
Your love is where I should be…
God created the deep blue sea…
And all that swim in thee…
God created a queen for every man…
Your love is like grams of sand…
Excellent for filtering the man…
For you… are many…your love for me…
Is plenty…
And without you I would be committing a sin…
Now and again…
So, be surprised…
That I obey, not just for thighs…
But because I love you…your beauty…
And your wisdom show…
As a person… I can't doubt you…
Any more…Mother of the womb…
A railroad for slaves…
Concubine to a (master) …
It was my life you save…
There is no shame in being your slave…
You have endured much…
And yet…
You have the sweetest touch…
I can't help… but to love and respect you…
MUCH…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Life Is amazing
Amazing is the life given…
Like (fajr) prayer early in the morning…
Breaking the light in the sky just before sunrise…
Amazing is life given…
To hear the whispering of the winds…
After an emotional play…ha! , ha! …
Amazing is life given…
To hear the voice of a child being born…
Or birds chirping in a group by the pond…
Or at the corner street post…
Amazing is life given…
When you witness the blooming…
Of a planted seed…indeed…
Take heed…life is amazing…
Amazing is life given…
When your queen smiles at you…
Just to be smiling…
Or the woman next door offers you…
Early morning coffee…
Out of the blue…she offers you….
Amazing is life given…
Because the giver of life is(AMAZING) …
As is the woman who is created for all…
Of mankind…rewind your soul…
Love the amazement which is woman…
Share…in her respect…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Let Him Know
Ladies,
We are all we have…
Pulling ourselves up…
Holding each others hand…
Lending that shoulder…
Yes! We are getting…
Boulder…mmm…
Maybe just a little colder…
We need love…
But mainly respect…
Which contains love…
In that…put us above…
We love the man…
Who can truly stand…
Not relying on credit…
Or debit…
But believing in us…the woman…
Respect has but one way…
We deserve it each and everyday…
Queen…in or out of the dreams…
Of man…
Men should never abuse women…
There queen…or any one else…
Strong and intelligent…
There is no reason why…
Any abuse…
For I am (we are) stars…
In our own rite…
We…give the world light…
So keep us in your sight…
Plan wonderful things for us…
Love and cherish us…
Laugh and play with us…
Show us love…
We are not hard to deal with…
Just sometimes you don’t…know
When to quit…
We are your mothers…and
Your sister not your brothers…
We are yours…
Sweet and kind…
Your woman…
A God divine…
Help watch over us…
And… what we should have…
Help us…help…you…
Together we are strong…
Much… can never go wrong…
For we as one…
Are mightier…then…
A winded sea…
God has blessed both…
Of us…
With me…
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Indian Queen
Whooo-oo-whoooo
This is my life I dont feel whole every night
I hear love, crying down on love so bright
Tell me to hear
(I feel so good)
How can you tell
(I do believe)
Its just so real
(I really know)
I want to know
(I gotta say)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so free
In the love, I hear all those melodies
In my love, lying down on separate ears
Oh, how can you tell
(I feel so good)
Its just so real
(I really know)
How do you know
(its got to be)
Its got to go
(its still inside)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, proud of eyes so clear
Whoo-oo-oo-whoooooooo
Its my world, Id save all my life for you
Ah-ah-ah
You can smile down on lovers avenue
Well, how can you tell
(I want to know)
Its just so good
(oh, yes I do)
I feel so right
(I really do)
Its so tight
(come on now)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so real
Whoooo-ooowhoooo
Its so real, you know like its got to be
You say no and I wake up wanting you
Well, how can you stop
(I feel this good)
Youve got to be
(oh, this is good)
Its just so real
(I wanna be)
Knowing you
(its all so real)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so real
Whooo-oo-whoooo-oo
Can I tell you bout an indian queen
(fading...) shes gonna get her dream....
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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A Growing Queen
You impress me most…
When you try not…
You will understand love…
Once you taste the heartbreak…
You will only understand life…
When you run into death…
You are that woman which…
Your inner queen seeks…
That which is inside, know the outer…
Concerning love, life and respect…
All to well…
Remember lady, a closed hand…
Knows not what a handshake is…
And you are the woman of the hour…
Show your inner strength…
Shine like the sun and touch…
All…
whisper kwane…
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Woman of Mine
I don't pretend to be the lover of lovers, I am just a man who is under new view, I am seeking to understand woman, A gift created like me by God. If I do not do this, It would make me feel odd. I am given unconditional love From the creator, As to not become a dictator. Now woman God has given me, We are created, We are both free. It was said. Let woman be! She is the apple of the Creator, And the center of man... later. Woman a door to romance She is, WOW! at a glance My life she will enhance. I ask myself day in and day out, Why do I cause woman to pout? Is it my pretending to respect her, The cause of her pain or... My lover of lovers driving her insane? I truly want to be up-right, Be 'A MAN' in her sight. Do what a man should do, To her be wonderful and true. Keep a pleasing smile on her face Drizzle her with flowers and victor-lace. Assuring her inner woman warmth, Gratifying her at every turn, Something she has certainly earned. Mother of man and his off-spring, To my world love, And caring she brings. A facetious and noble look at life, Easing what man considers as strife. Oh! how pleased I am with God, For creating such a person to share... My heart; Woman you are the bomb, No way are you dumb, Red, White, Black, and Blue, RESPECT! you are due...no one but you
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Love, Respect, Trust
We men should treat women with respect, love and trust. All we think about is a woman body. We men should wake up to the real world. We men should treat women with respect and make her feel like she has a King. She should be treated like a queen not like sex toys. We men should also trust our girlfriend and wife. we should listen to them and make them feel special. Don't gain a woman trust just to get in those jeans. we should trust them because we care bout them. We need to also love a woman. We men should be in love with one woman and trust and respect them. We should see a woman as a human not our play toys. So let us treat a woman with respect, love, and trust and make her happy and we men should see how beatiful a woman is in their hearts. By panda bear.
poem by Louis Sheffield
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Queen In Love
They all were there, the court was full
The king beside his queen
His love was cold, the fool will dance
for her 'till end of time,
The queen is in love,
The queen is in love.
She couldn't help her burning heart,
And now he's burning too.
Their love was blind,
They will dance until the end of time.
Queen is in love
Queen is in love
The furious king now has learned
He sentenced them to burn.
Forever one,
They are joined in death eternally
Queen is in love
Queen is in love
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Queen In Love
They all were there, the court was full
The king beside his queen
His love was cold, the fool will dance
for her 'till end of time,
The queen is in love,
The queen is in love.
She couldn't help her burning heart,
And now he's burning too.
Their love was blind,
They will dance until the end of time.
Queen is in love
Queen is in love
The furious king now has learned
He sentenced them to burn.
Forever one,
They are joined in death eternally
Queen is in love
Queen is in love
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Stymied
Precarious concerning an affair…
It’s not love but a dare…
Lacking confidence in self…
Stand up if nothing else…
Rise toward your inner beauty…
As God’s creation…
It is your duty…
Be not, unstable in love…
First love…is of self…
A queen awaits you…
A throne for which…
You are over due…
Respect is your hue…
Start yourself anew…
Curb your sexual desire…
Man cause you fire…
Smile…
Let the female from within…
Rule and school…
What you can’t understand…
Only you…can make you…
Not some disrespect…
Be a wise queen…
Man shall treat what he respects…
It must always be…WOMAN…
Whisperkwane 01 04 2010
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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I Wonder Woman
All… that we know as mates…
What…are we doing…as mates…
Knowing and doing…
A decision you must decide…
Has nothing to do with pride…
(Repetition) …could be good or bad…
(In the case of Abuse) …
Arguments and beatings over time…
Brings fear and a forced obedience…
In the case of love of self…
Arguments and beatings…
Brings separation and your freedom…
From that…no repetition needed…
Your queen hood succeeded…
Inner passion has much power…
You…are always the woman of the hour…
Your ability to be queen is…
Inevitable…for you are pregnant…
With such a crown…
No need for a beat down…You woman…
Are…Profound…
So remember that word, love…
And how near to a bed were you…
When, It was said…lol…
The good and the bad…
The…real ups and downs…
Your understanding…of…
(The grass is greener) …means much…
Woman…remember…God, gave you…
That touch…Use it…
Woman man, really is your student…
While being your lover…
Teach him, women unaware will thank you…smile…
Do your job, be queen, that is who you are…
And know, a man will respect that, no matter what…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Touche
Wow! Your mate…
Your partner…
That queen whom you share…
With God…
You ever think…how she…
Is every woman…
Her dress and or style…
Has you see many…
Women in her…
As to relate too…
She is a little “Ruth”
She is a little “Esther”
She is a little…jazabel…
(lol…for your eyes only)
There is a little of “Diane“…
And a whole lot of “Mary”…
Then queen Claudia surface…
I need never be…lonely
Or want for anything…
For my queen is the woman of my dreams…
Whisperkwane
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Queen
Head strong and steadfast junkies
All barter for the clean
They all wait in their plastic lines
To find what color means
Cause they all wanna be queen
And you do know what I mean
Cause they all wanna be queen
And you do know what I mean
I spoke to a girl by the backdoor
She said she'd do anything just to meet you
You know I've seen that smile before
Just in time for a knee to hit the ground
Little girls
Dressed up like French whores
In velvet paintings
Wide eyed
Long nails
They all wanna live the fairy tale
(Chorus)
Did they tear you all up inside
Did they take away your pride
and she cried herself to sleep that night
Cause they all wanna be queen
And you do know what I mean
Cause they all wanna be queen
And you do And you do And you do
know what I mean
Queen wanna be queen
Queen wanna be queen
Queen wanna be queen
Queen wanna be queen
song performed by by Tonic from Sugar
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Daughters Of The Queen
The coach stands
Waiting just outside
Just in case the queen
Should want to take a ride
But she stays
Safely locked away
She knows the world outside
Can be so cold and grey
Daughters of the queen
Come outside and play
Slip into the nighttime
Before it slips away
Her castle
Looms into the sky
Behind those walls
Youll never see
A fear fall from her eye
She seems content
To live her life all alone
But locked inside
Those castle walls
Her heart has turned to stone
Daughters of the queen
Come outside and play
Slip into the nighttime
Before it slips away
Daughters of the queen
Come let me hold your hand
Isnt it about time
You need to feel a man
Today her majesty has gone
In deaths repose
Its much too late
She lies there all alone
Alas the dreams
Inside her heart
Sleep forever silent
Imprisoned by the dead
Daughters of the queen
Come outside and play
Slip into the nighttime
Before it gets too late
song performed by by Pantera
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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XV
Thus it began with laughter. But anon
The ox--eyed queen, who had resumed by rote
The tale of her perfections one by one,
Turned by some ominous chance towards the spot
Where we two stood. ``And take good note,'' said she,
``All here is honest beauty, flesh and blood,
As any in the world. Yet, if there be
A doubt between you, let me make it good.
Which of you two will honour me so near
As to prove the truth?'' My cheeks in spite of me
Flamed in the dark, and I was seized with fear
And a wild doubt lest mine the choice should be.
The little woman on the chair began
To shout aloud and bid me play the man.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Queen Sheba-Ra
To the Snake Island,
To the Fish Island,
To the Love Island,
To the Peace Island,
To where our muses do meet;
Like a message from Queen Sheba-Ra.
Many want to see my face but,
I am faceless;
Many want to know my name but,
I am nameless;
Many want to see my home but,
I am homeless;
Many want to hear my voice but,
I am voiceless;
Many want to see my hair but,
I am hairless;
You can change your life by making the right choices.
A message from Queen Sheba-Ra,
The Queen from Nubia in Ethiopia;
Like the message from a poet without a name.
I am from a land of an entity but of different people,
My muse is all that i leave for mankind;
Queen Sheba-Ra,
Love must come from the heart;
Of the traditions of Africa,
Queen Sheba from Nubia;
Let's free ourselves from mental slavery.
I eat Cassava but i don't eat Gari,
You eat eggs but you don't eat chicken;
Yes, like Queen Sheba who met King Solomon.
My 73-year-old mother-in-law rides a bicycle,
My 82-year-old father-in-law rides a bicycle,
So pass it on to the next generation;
Like Amen-Ra from the roots of Egypt.
A call for the African Chiefs,
Queen Sheba-Ra III met Nii Adjei Karku II;
Hannibal the cannibal,
Queen Sheba-Ra III met Nii Tetteh Otu II;
Queen Sheba,
Queen Sheba-Ra I,
Queen Sheba-Ra II,
Queen Sheba-Ra III,
Of the African Chiefs and Queens;
46664 is in our hands today and,
Nelson Mandela has enough for us.
Of a cloud as small as a man's hand,
Of a poem as sweet as your muse,
Of a head taller than the others;
Life is like the one who puts off his armour.
Queen Sheba-Ra,
A man is measured by his strength;
Queen Sheba-Ra,
A woman is measured by her wisdom;
Queen Sheba-Ra,
I am very old and grey-headed;
So, i will rather have my donkey saddled.
Listen oh Heavens,
Hear oh Earth;
I am the shadow from the mountains!
Let my poetry fall on you like rain,
Let Queen Sheba-Ra III carry on her message,
Let wisdom abound to those who want to learn;
Like a lamb in front of the Balsam tree.
Brazil won a football tournament,
Italy won a football tournament,
Egypt won a football tournament,
Spain won a football tournament;
46664 is in our hands today and,
We have to learn more from Nelson Mandela!
From Ur to Rome,
From Queen Sheba to Queen Sheba-Ra III;
Africa has more to tell the world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Talk About Work
“BY THE SWEAT OF YOUR BLOW”
That says much concerning a …
Man and a Woman…
That gift which God gave to man…
That queen you lie down with…
Smile with…
Dance and eat with…
You, man…should also keep…
In mind the respect of…
Talk about working…
By the sweat of ones brow…
A relationship is more of a…
Working after hours…
And down the road…reaping what…
You’ve sewn…
What is a man without…
His queen…
What is a man without his dream…
What is a man…?
Talk about working…
A man respects a woman…
The whole of her…
Her very essences…
Should excite his very being…
That respect which came from…
His mother…
Carrying over to his wife…
Or wife to be…
Freedom is not freedom…
If there is no respect involved…
Within that relationship…
A burden is the term used…
In most cases concerning the relationship…
Which is probably used for the lack of…
For a relationship is not a burden…
But a wonderful experience…
At best…
And the beauty of it all…
Is your woman….
So be an oak tree…
Rooted with a willow tree in mind…
For bending binds…
As well as mends…
A sense of togetherness…
A union like that of the universe…
Consider the moon and sun…
What an order that is…
Which pleases the earth well…
As you can… also please your queen…
Playfulness, always on the menu…
A licking of the tongue…
In a jest manner…
Would ring a bell…
Dishes washed as part of…
Bring out the kid in you both…
Not really playing hop-scotch…
But you get my point…
Out right showing your love…
With that respect riding high…
Not knowing what is hen pecked…
Learning many ways which to fly…
Conversations lead to foreplay…
And the rest…is His-story…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Queen Jane Approximately
Now when your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now the flower lady wants back what she has have lent you
And the smell of her roses does not remain
When all your children start to resent you
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have all died in battle or in vain
And you find yourself sick of all this repetition
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All throw down their bandannas and complain
Maybe you want somebody you don't have to speak to
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Either Is Great
Was the sun extra bright …
This morning…
Or am I understanding my queen better…
Either is great…
My queen and I relate…
In all the special ways…
Continuing through out our day…
Hip-hip…parade…
God is are aide…
Oh! HE never stops…
God's happiness for us is in plot…
Believe it or not…
Was the sun extra bright …
This morning…
Or am I understanding my queen better…
Either is great…
My queen and I relate…
With, respect…we make a date…
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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