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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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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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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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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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…
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The Beats Goes On
Flash…
Speeding…
An enlighten intellect…
Coming your way…
Look out!
Tracking her own as she go…
Asking you…
What you think you know…
About this…
What kind of love are you…
Trying to give me…
Serious or phat…
Games are good in sports…
I will cut you short…
If you can’t come correct…
I am no target…
But a bargain…
(TOP SHELF) …
The best of the best…
Not a contest…
Not a test…
But, the real deal…
Not, a third wheel…
You heel to that…
And I might just let…?
If you are thinking forlorn…
You best start thinking balance…
By no means…am I lost…
Concerning me and my well…
Being… is your best bet…
I am your queen…
Your dream…
Your every desire…
Not clay as for play…
But woman…
A molding of self…
Be with me…
Give me…
My just due…
Right…from you…
Not a want-to-be…
But I am…
W O M A N…
Steel, and silky…
Cold and warm…
Your place of rest…
Your shelter in a storm…
I am your warmth…
Not damaged goods…
But a person to be pampered…
Now and always…
I, I, I, AM…
Your Queen…
Respect that.
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
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A Smile Felt
As I sit here…
It’s you I watch…
Smiling as you type away…
I do make you happy…
Each and everyday…
I thank God that we…
Are a blessing to each other…
Enhancing our lives further…
Your smile warms me…your…
Stare lift me…
Your touch burns me…
Your garden devours…me…
And an apex grants me….
Emotional and spiritual…
Satisfaction…
Happiness…
A God sent…
I love that smile on your face…
I really do…
I need not know from who…
God is so cool, connecting your…
Queen’ary with my fool…
I’ve grown since we've met…
God is the best of that…
I do make you happy…
And happy you make me…
What else is there for a…
Boy and girl to be…
I do love you…
As well as your smile…
Which tells me…
You love me as well…
Now you sleep…
I watch and happily…
Weep…
A joy of you just being here…
I do love you my dear…
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I watch and get carried away
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Riches of A Woman
Sleep falls upon man... He awakes smiling... God...male or female... Smile at him... 'You smile my son' Yes I do... Thank you...for... The riches of this woman... My life shall shine it's bright'est... Thanks to YOUR...kindness... YOUR... sharing that creation... WOMAN... With me... from me... Ah...how wonderful my life... shall be... And respect of...woman, Is within me... How shall I ever complete...? However shall I respect... Such a gift... My Lord Ship... How? ... Help me to love, cherish and obey... The respect due YOUR...creation... She deserves...More then just me...
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The Seven Years
My disagreements are of....
My own choice...
And i remember God said...
'obey the laws of the land
which you live, un less it interfer with my works'
'No man knows the land which he
will die'
When men disrespect what...
God has created...
His/her choice is there own...
But disrespectful...none the less...
We as a people must learn...
To live among that which...
God has created...we as human...
Kind are over every living thing...
Upon this earth...
And we must protect those which...
Live in this world...
Man, b oy, woman or girl...
Without respect time has no meaning...
Then sin would be useless...
And the only sane thing would...
Be love all things...
Save the world...
As wise as we are...we...
Have no respect for life..
Trees or grass...
Air or water...
Do we dare...? do we...
Can we...love and respect...
Each other...
Can we?
Woman are the hope of this world...
You can see it in them when..
They are little girls...
As women... we miss them...
As mothers... we love them...
As a person we should respect them...
No matter what the peer presure...
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I'ma Queen
In as deep, deep sleep...
But yet woke...
Surrounded by beauty...
That gift, that woman...
Gods creation...
Queens a plenty...
Woman...there are not many...
Coming of age at a...
Young age...
Sharing all the world...
And its rage...
Doing her part on stage...
Born to be wrap in silk...
Queen-mother in her own rite...
Poor she is not...
Inner riches help to...
Deter the plots...
Cots made a wonderful...
Lay for pay...
A soul enlaced with beauty...
A wild seed...there were many...
Time give view to her real duties...
Duties of self...esteem...
Self...worth...
Self, self, self...
Is there nothing else?
Inward tears flow forward...
Smiles become frowns...
And back again...
And the queen within...
Wins...
Sun and rain together...
Allows the flower...
To grow...
Grow my pretty...grow...
Fly...
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Renaissance Woman
Like the bird from the fire…
Re-birth is a desire…
No more dancing…
To be viewed…
And no more getting screwed…
Respect on site…
Be it day or night…
And yes will sometimes…
Be no…
Even in a hot flash…
My no you can’t trash…
Renaissance woman…
Are the women of yesterday?
The woman of today…
And surely the women of tomorrow…
Rolled into one…
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Supersonic Woman 21st Century
All knowing...
All showing...
All that she can be...
Woman of the 21st century...
Hunted by her past...A past that could not last...
She views...skyward...
Advanced from within...
Herself...
Queen in a 'Mans World'...
She is now woman...
Not a little girl...
But a woman to be...
Reckon with...
Taking no more sh-...
She rises...a queen comes in all...
Shapes and sizes...
Freedom...Wisdom...
Knocking and begging...
To get in...
Can't live her past again...
She whispers to her inner voice...
Thinking there is no choice...
Inners smile...
Saying complete...this journey...
Complete me...
Woman of the 21st...
Century...
marked past events...
And better because of it...
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Protagonist
A woman of her nature…
What is that…
Who is that…
Why is that…
Kind …and respect is due…
Loveable…and respect is over due…
Mother…and disrespected…
Lover…and confused…
Daughter and misunderstood…
Sister and forgotten…
Friend and the phone never rings…
So many women…
So many men…
Are abusing each other…
To each other they forget…
The male, female protocol…
Men have lost there balls…
Women don’t think to call…
Let men know…
SHE is his queen…
SHE is his gift…
SHE is woman…
God’s special creation…
Male and female…
Wake up…
Respect one another…
There is nothing else.
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You Are Great
Sweet lady day…
On my mind you stay…
My intimate whispers, resonate within…
Your spirit…
For days after…
O' how GOD must…trust mankind…
To let mankind share in this gift known as…
Woman…Truly a gift from God…
Woman- imagine Adam and Eve…?
Not making love…I just can't…
To touch woman…before and after…
Is just a thrill…to real…
An awakening…toward her beauty…And sensitivity…
Her self-respect…
It all pulls at man…
He knows you are queen…his queen…
The gift…his gift…
The woman…his woman…
And he will never forget…
Never…that you have a mind of your own…
Which enhance many things…
Like him in your dreams…
A smile from within…that is such a thrill…
Which brings about a warm chill…
An a after…smile…
Which last all day…
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No Time Like...
Loneliness from the lack…
Of love…
Feels like you can’t breath…
Some kind of a freeze…
Locking your knees…
Love me, love me, please…
Part of a family I must be…
That is the real key…
See…1,2,3...
Love is a power true…
Coming from one who is you…
Let your hair down…
Stop the frowns…
Stop the clowning around…
Be wise…
Treat your family right…
They all have a different sight…
But…that’s a might…
Don’t take it lightly…
Love is true blue…
Stay on your *p’s and q’s…
Don’t get used…
For an excuse…to band!
Keep family close at hand…
*unknown/but may mean “ to be attentive to the main chance”
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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…
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No Map
Why… oh! … why
Does my heart ache so…
Why does love go…
To and fro…
Like saying good-bye…
When leaving home…
Or a voice you long to hear…
Over the phone…
Why…oh! Why
Does my heart ache so…
Love only one road…
Until you know…
Love an uncharted…
World of wonder…
A place with no map…
A place where you can meet God…
And see the sun and all it’s beauty…
Why…oh! .. Why
Is love so complicated…
Such a daring magical place…
Laughter at your own pace…
Love… Love …Love
They say God is Love…
An all day smile…
In touch with self…
For how long…
Or does that matter…
I love the ache…
Whisperkwane
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Concentrate
My dear sisters…
Who are queens…
Never, never, stop your dreams…
Concentrate on you…
For there is a queen…
Within begging to be set free…
Have a mysterious kind of…
Obsession for yourself…
Let your self-esteem penetrate…
Your whole being…
For you may…
Just may…
Be out your league…
For most guys…
Who can't realize you are wise…
You need to know…
That a wild heart can…
Be broken…
So therefore become the…
Token…
Put aside the b.s. and joking…
Your future you cannot…
Be choking…
You are by far…
A better woman then you were…
Yesterday…
This new time is right…
There is a new president in town…
Just think…
The world is changing…
And you know you are a queen…
This is that moment…
Give your wings room…
To fly…
So what, he is cute…
And he winked at you…
Ask yourself this…
Is he really ready…
For a queen (woman) …
Who can fly…
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Manna of A Woman
I've noticed the way...
You look at me...When you are on top...
The way you hold me...
As you are sliding down...
Your eyes looking right into...
MINE....
That look...
Saying I do...Love you...
All...of...you...
Holding your pace...
To explode with me...
You..arre...amazingggggggggg...
reaching together and...
sighing...together...
In awe we both are...
But you... make...
Me feel I am truly...truly...
Yours...
Your warmth and look....
Make me feel so safe...
If ever I had met a woman....
She carriessssssssssssss...
Your name...your scent...
Your beauty...Yes!
I am the lucky one...
I am w--
At this bed I am hooked...
God sent manna from the sky...
And now I know why...
Deep down I cry...
Womannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!
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No Theatrics
Let me take us to school…
You are my queen not my fool…
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo….
My queen that sounds sooo coool…
It’s real you know…you being (queen)
That’s no dream…
God dedicated you the cream of the crop…
Chocolate swirl icing on top…
And inside…
Let me take us to school…
You are my queen not my fool…
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo…
Ghetto a Jewish section of town…
(America Modified) the term…
Now Ghet’toe
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo…
Hence you’ve become my ghet’toe queen
Not my ghet’toe whore…that…
I ignore….
As I clearly hear you roar…
A Phyllis Wheatly score…
Intercede on my behalf to the (master)
I never shared my feelings of gratitude…
I let(Willie Lynch) stand between us…
As we do today…
Well I just want to say…
My sweet…
I am standing on my feet…
And I know your treat…
Was just that a… treat…
To save my meat…
For you could never give him(master)
What you had hidden away for me…
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo…
What you lay on me…
Drives me to this very day…
And I apologize…
When ever abusing your thighs…
My theartics ended when I realized…
You are born to be queen…
My gift…
Now take me to school my God given queen…
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo…
Doo wop Doo wop Ooooo
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