~La Page Noir~

“Hues of Blues in A-sharp No. 3”

2005-11-25T12:47:00.000+01:00

(Cooley Improvised)
By Khemistree

~CARiMFLoW~

She said softly
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
I rubbed my black cat bone and just smiled and bobbed to the music
She said sexily
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
I took drags from my black and just smiled across the mild
When She said determinedly
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
I looked at her against the sting of my drink and said in a staccatoed tone
Relax... baby…be cool
All in due time…miss lady
For, I don’t play my horn for just anybody
But from the look of yo honey dripper
Your sun just might make a cool nigga like me shine

Drinking warm fresh Henny
From within the softness of her lips
Taking a whiff of alcorub
Removing my finger
From between the pleasure of her hips
They glistened
As
I relaxed
Into the comfort of my ivory bones
Humming my mouthpiece into the prelude
I commenced to serenade her with one of mine
“Hues of Blues in A# No. 3”
I think I’ll call her fo short
“Cooley improvised”

Didn’t Sistah know?
Satchamo
Laid much Dolly in his time
Didn’t Sistah know?
Dizzy puffed
Most pussy blowing them hoes minds
Didn’t Sistah know?
Miles bopped groovy into Cicely’s Tyson behind
Sistah
Oughtta know
Betta keeps in mind
That
CARiM
Grinds
Well
In
Coffee
But
All
In due time

See
I don’t play my horn for no Sistah's that can’t give a man
What he won’ts
What he neeed’zzzz
The right kinda lemon
Fo my horn to squeeze
And
I don’t mind being her back door man
Playing tunes within her stingarees
Like she wish he can
Sistah
Came downed
With me
Let me add a little Creole
Into the stew boiling in her pan
Until our loving started our heads to swirl
Slipped in her like Teflon
Spoken in tongues like Don Juan
I played her sharp with the her bra on
Like a hobo 3 card Montying fo a ride

I don’t play my horn for just errbotty
I said
Look here Miss
Lemme spit a lil game
In you brain
Let my words seep into you thoughts
Like a blows from night train
I will break yo ass off like Bleek
Indigoed
Eurphorically insaned
While my
High yella's
Swellin ya
Making you wetta
Like you untrained
As
I
Played
The role of
Shadow
To the Harlem Blues
Of her Clark-like
Sophisticated blues
The jook of her joints
Shouted out in praise
As my Mandingo struted
Across her whole state of Vagina
Strikin’ the rhythms of her give’ems
To the toot of my horn’s hoodoo laid
Puffed out in incense trails
Of
Stick
To
The
Wet
Warmth
Of
Yo
Jelly
And I don’t think you ready
Fo
Yo
Jelly’s
Indoctrination
To the pierce
Of my horn-play
Cause I only play
The blues

~The Bridge~omni~

He gives me the blues
But not like Billie or B.B.
More like blue hues of hot fires
I need to quench my thirst
Thought about sipping him awhile
Maybe first
I'll stopped this watching waiting game
Become familiar with his name
Like Will
I been noticing him noticing me
Maybe
I should put him on notice that i been noticing him too
Deja vu of a past life
But I wanna get it right
This time
Will I have the time
Will "we" have time for "us"
His eyes promised things I knew he couldn't deliver
But the thought of him
Makin me quiver in his arms while he tried was amusing
Almost as his bemusing as his illusive smile
Playing peak-a-boo with me from behind his lips
Forced to shift my hips
I grew heavy with the weight of anticipation
Do you think he'd let me
Spit this verse slowly
Practice in his left ear
Dress rehearse in his right
Then live on the mic
Perhaps I should first become acquainted with his ambitions
In order to be incorporated in some rendition of his future

~CARiMFLow~

She said softly
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
She said sexily
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
When She said determinedly
Cat daddy won’t you play yo horn
I looked at her against the sting of my drink
And
Said in a staccato tone
Relax, baby…be cool
Cause
I don’t think you ready
Fo the grip of my Pirellis
And
I don’t think you ready
To have a filled up belly
So lemme put ya name and number
In my celly
For when I feel like playing blues

Copyright©
~Omni~~"My Thoughts Are Heavy"~~(c) 2005/ CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005
all rights reserved

Just A Thought

2005-11-24T15:36:00.000+01:00

'The gunfire around us makes it hard to hear. But the human voice is different from other sounds. It can be heard over noises that bury everything else. Even when is not shouting. Even if it's just a whisper. Even the lowest whisper can be heard - over armies - when it's telling the truth."

From the movie "The Interpreter"

"Erotic"

2005-11-23T10:31:00.000+01:00

by CARiMFLow

Honey

She took me there in record time
Warm seeds flowing over a Go-Go beat
My double 5’s sweated animalistically over her 59’s
While her pedals rubbed raw against her earrings
Our hairy patches fell out in snatches
While I made all her body’s ethnicities
Scream in a chorus of obscenities

Until I took her there

My head rested moistly
Between her breasts
Casually flicking her right with the intent of my smile
While
Her left hardened
And cooed with anticipation
I draped her vampishly
Swimming up her portside

Until I hit her starboard bow

Seeing stars I sailed on
Battening down each and every one of her hatches
While my nautilus explored the depths of her oceans
I moved thru her anchor dragging on the bottom of her channel
As my first mate turn her wheel
We rolled over into a scene where she towered above me
My eyes rolled back perusing thoughts left in my mind
She bit her lip enjoying her ascent to the throne
As her rinse cycle moved to spin
I left smudged fingerprints all over her hips
Her curves
Her lips
Her purr
Pulling her hair forcefully
Wantingly
Delightfully

Until the bees of her honey stung me
Again
And again
And again

And I was weak yanno
Altoids and a glass of ice
9 volts of feeling can make a d i c k feel nice
And she had it in her
And I had it in me
And the evidence was
Right there
Drawn in our shapes
Half soaked thru the sheets of her mattress
Mixed erotically
To a Go-Go Beat

A Hip Hop Thang

2005-11-17T10:25:00.000+01:00

Performed By Khemistree

(HuneyBrownqt)

He made my mic feel nice ~ Check one
My mic feel nice ~ Check too
My mic feel nice ~ Check tree
Khem~i~stree

When I met him
I was funky fresh dressed to impress
Ready to party
His whole style was throw back
I caught the vapors
Diggin his rhetoric
He made my mic sound nice
It was on

He sexed me with a b-boy stance
De la soul in the morning
We'd freestyle
Beat bangin against the wall
Got me singin loddi doddi
Listenin to the crackle of the vinyl
Losin count of the bars

He brought the beat back
Slowed it down a little
And the bridge still wasn't over
Movin like he was breakin
Makin "us" official like wax
Our love was ill
A funk sample
With a heavy bass line
Goin double plat

Like Hip Hop

(CARiMFLow)

She made my mic feel nice ~ Check one
My mic feel nice ~ Check too
My mic feel nice ~ Check tree
Khem~i~stree

From day won…
It was…
Black steel in her loving
In the hour of chaos
My pubic uzi weighing
Like tons versus her contender
In combinations
I bussed caps
Echoing down onto the bottom of her canvas
Plow Plow Plow
Until I let go my bolo
When it looked like it was
Another love T.K.O.

M.C.

My clipper hummed lines
Into her curly rows
We 69 drinkin wine
Chillin
With my jimmy pinched on high
My radio rahiemed in bumps and booms
Against the rattling
Of her tin foil antennas
While we laughed thru concussions
From head knockin
Against our neighbor’s wall Until it all fell down
From the pressure
Of our broken down dance moves
We were straight
Doin It
Doin It
Doin It
Oh so well
She was representing a queen in my flat out in Brooklyn

I was her mother fucking M.C.

Her Black Sheepskin jeans shined
… Dres’d…
Against the roar of my engine #9
Whenever my train fell off her track
She whispered loudly to me
“pick it up…. Pick it up…pick up”
Then pushed back
Brown ass with a mole
Pretty faced
Looking back…
At me
Sweating
While I make her get with this,
While I make her weak with that,
While I hit her off like hit
While she scratchin raw my back

Until left potholes in her lawn…M.C.

She’s my Buddy
And we feeling polka dotted and D.A.I.S.Y.
Smoking blunts Till we lazy in Acknikulous Land
Set a puff on a memory bliss
Indo smoking offa ish
My native tounge and my african vibe been done
Checked her name off my hit list
Cuz she’s east coast to me
Like New Yawk...New Yawk
Uptown in her loving is where its at
Down like the boogie down
Cross Queens Bridge to Strong Isle
Mount Vernon down to Yonk style
Bed Stuy
Flatbushed
Like Black~Milds
She even got some
Hell’s Kitchen tendencies

She’s better than Roxanne Roxanne

She’s my HUNEY

If this was hip hop…
I’d be the only mother fucking MC
Taking 2 to make a thing go right
And making her pussy clap to dis….

We Gotz Khemistree

2005-10-13T06:27:00.000+02:00

(k em i-stre )
A Freestyle Colabo by Khemistreee

(Soulflower)

We got khemistree
Like honey bee’s got
honey sweet
Like Sunday morning got
Hog maw’s and black eyed peas
We blend
splendid
Easy
Our chemical composition is
Nice and easy like
Hennessy and coke
Sliding down your throat
Intoxicated
Get you high
Like good dope
We mix and mingle
This mutual attraction
Causing a mental metaphysical
Reaction
Our molecular structure somehow
Intertwined
I got rhythm
He got rhyme

We got khemistree

Like Diana and Billy Dee
Like the moon and the stars
We go together
Fit together
Like a key to a lock
We open
Put the joint to your lips
Old school
Cause we tokin’
Mind blowin
mind sex
Given birth
To brain child
First name: lyrical
Last name: verse
Go ahead and check the
DNA
You’ll find that we are one
And the same

We got khemistree

Unrehearsed and unscripted
Call in the FBI
Cause this shit is
Encrypted
Not all will understand
How one woman and one man
Could flow so
United
When in reality
By many seas and many moons
They are divided
See I never understood
Chemistry
I flunked it in school
But the second time around is
Always the kicker
Right
Right

Can we kick it? (Yes we can)

Cause we got

( CARiMFLow)

Khemistree

We are
Chemical reactions
Of sexual attractions
Arroz con asoulfully
Flowered lyrics
Radiantly felt on contractions
That throbbin walls up in brains
Until
Cataracts be fuzzed refractin'
In-spasm
Jerk Chicked
Mutually made
Concoted
Curried smoove
C-c-contraptions
Spit
Then sprayed
On time

We be khemistree

Loyal
With B I am royal
She’s my loving concubine
My own lady don’t know
How she be up in my mind
Chillin
Pen dot connecting
All her flowin wit mine
My lines cum
XXX’ed grimey
Just contemplating her grinds
Black coffee
A pack of sugar
Carimflow
On this rhyme
Can I kick it?
(Yes u can)
Can I kick it?
(On a panamanian beach with an ass fulla sand)
Can I kick it?
(Bobbin long with the beat to the vibe of the band)
It's the mecca'd out one
Back 2 where we began

We be K-he-emm-I

Streamin cess in yo mind
Even if u try 2 mute us
Our shit’ll go pantomime
Brailed on cables
'cross the seas
Like smoking ganj in unwind
Elevated
Toked fully
Naked
Truth
Err time

We Khemists...

Got Me A Ticket To Montana

2005-09-10T10:35:00.000+02:00

(From Dome to Dome to the Unknown)
By CARiMFLow

Sitting here
Waiting
Finally gonna get my
40 acres and mule
$2000 on a government debit card at time
Err since I fucked wit that bitch Katrina
Ole boy’s life been on a downward spiral
Hard to keep up my metrosexual lifestyle…
When U wearin the same clothes…
Can’t afford no cologne…
Hair off line

Today I’mma get me an African queen…
Or at least me sum p u s s y that look halfway clean
Cot City fuckin up my love life
But I’m alive
Can’t say that fo all my boys
Yanno we ain't never had a pool
So when the water ran high
Even Peanut had to leave his supply behind
Maybe his supplier will understand
This DEA’s wet dream
Cause that bitch... Katrina
Left the whole ward clean
We just suffering the pains of withdrawal

What u gonna do when yo city lose its soul
When only Popeye’s can speak
Fo who you use 2 be?
When everything u got…
Is from the R.C.
And FEMA is yo only friend?
I wanna take that lil white college girl
Yanno the one that be peepin at me on the sly
She says she only doing this fo the credit
While I’m thinkin bout doin her well
I wanna take her a s s up to the bathroom
On concourse #5
Introduce her to my long thick friend
Let me plug myself into her USB port
So I can download all of my frustration
Like a virus all up in her perky lil zip drive
Call her... name…Katrina…
While we both sing the same chorus….
Why u do this to me?…
Why u do this to me?
Why u do this to me?

She probably gonna love me
Imma be living wit her somewhere in the Montana
Crib smellin funny
With a cat named Grey
My baby gonna be beige
Thinkin bout
How I gone from thugged out
To sold out in my sisters eyes
Wish they’d just understand
That I am a black man
I can’t be livin in no shelter all my life
So Imma fuck this chick so good
So long
I gotta hold the pipe in
Til I can’t get hard no mo
Because
I gotta do what I gotta do to survive.
And my dick is the best hustle I can think of right now

To Katrina,

Fuck You With All My Heart

From

CARiM

Ten Minutes

2005-09-01T15:28:00.000+02:00

(Correspondent on the Hurricane)
By CARiMFLow

Ten Minutes

It took ten minutes
And their lives were changed
The about the same amount of time
It takes me to go to the store
To take a good shit
I have made up my mind to use that time each day
To hug and kiss my young ones
Tell my loved ones I love them
To pray for the souls of the lost ones…

Because now I know how precious…ten minutes can be

In Ten minutes
The Big Easy was swept away easily
As a hopscotch box drawings in the rain
Pictures of loved ones
Memories of walking on the waterfront on a warm summer day
Grand Daddy’s favorite chair
Baby’s first pair of shoes
That football from his 1st touchdown
That prom dress with the dried up corsage
Good ole Ms Hathaway and her husband E.J.
Just gone

In ten minutes
A family’s bond became closer thru adversity
A child became the head of a household
A rich man became a looter
And a redneck saved a Creole, a N i g g a, and a Cajun in the same day…
-When he realized we are all human in the end
I guess having to chop your way thru your roof with a butter knife just to survive
-Will make a man change and spend quality time with his family for the 1st time in a long time

In ten minutes
A place that once held the Superbowl,
-Became a bowl of human suffering,
Of misery,
Of how could this happen dismay
The poor man could finally sit shoulder-to-shoulder at the 50-yard line
Next to the corporate man who is stinkin and so slow to realize
That tonite there will be no jazz on Bourbon Street,
No voodoo practice today
That Real World house you saw on MTV
Gone with the wind, the beads and the rain

Ten minutes… these days…
Are zombie marathons and shopping car races in the middle of the day
A “come and watch us roll back the prices” line at Wal-Mart
The prison let everyone out and the inmates stayed to help the police
A store owner looks away
While single mothers crawl down aisles past checkout # 5
For similac,
For some wipes
And a bag of cookies…moist

Ten minutes ago I heard
That soldiers finally stormed Magnolia
Master P’s Army nowhere to be found…
No Juve?
No Bird call?
No Lil Wayne?
This time lil black kids get their helicopter rides courtesy of the government
Dropped off missing a shoe
A empty cooler, 3 water bottles and A MRE
Tv is replaced by
Open window watchin Percy’s blue escalade roll by bumpin irrelevant music
At their new address
Exit 5, I-10, right hand side

It only took ten minutes
For me to hear the new battle cry…
“Brother… can you spare some cell phone time”
“Sister… I can’t find no pampers fo yo daughter”
“I sure hope our peoples in Mississippi are alive”
“Can you spare a cup of water damn….”
People willing to do whatever they told to do…to survive

While the government hold press conferences on CNN
And FOX cuts each down to ten-minute clips
The people hope and pray on knees worn bloody and infected
Wave “Help Us” signs to greet the president’s plane
As he and the corporate types assess buildings not people
Pissed cuz they had to cut their vacation in Crawford, TX
How ten minutes
Could cost them so much
And how its gonna effect the economy
It’s a shame he probably thinking
“God dammnit…there’s a war going on”

While you thinking about how you gonna spend your ten minutes…
There are people thinking bout how they gonna survive
How you gonna spend yo four day weekend...
Without thinking about your people facing...
Four months without shelter…
Ten minutes at a time…
Walking 4x10 down the highway lines....

May Allah hear my prayers for the people...if only this time

R.I.P. Gulf Coast

"Jasmine (N Tha Key ofLife)"

2005-08-26T17:03:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

Hay Girl....

Stumbled across you picture love on the way 2 writing another one of my scribes...Your name ran across my lips ... vibrated off the tip my tounge ... provided the back-beat 2

These lines...I call "Jasmine N Tha Key of Life" =)

Shallow like a motherfucker...I stopped at the glow of your pretty face..looking at me smiling all extra confident and shit...like you holding onto something I might like...I added you to my "what I want for christmas along with my 2 front teeth list..."

Your add came back...Canadian postmarked with stamp saying "A"....Sourcing my reply... I spoon against the context of your bout me lines, the pretty lil holes in your pinkie lil socks..the different thang about U....

And ...I like =)

What else an I say...I don't usually step 2 many...N...matter-o-factual ways...but this is my space and I can do what the fuck I wanna do...to say "hey...can I walk witchu? Can I be yo e-friend when you feeling blue...can I log onto your conscience with a smoove "toodle-loo" and soft "hooty hoo"...

I think I just might be the 1 ...2 relax U

Like a brand new box of hair-me-down perm
So soft..so easy..so comfortable... you can leave the wig on the floor
Cuz with me....I don't need fancy schmancy... any ole way

I just need U =)

And yo Zambian/ Irish/Scottish, Canadian ass..All up N my space...Sharing who U R...Until it becomes our place... Hating on the Lakers...Turning my hazel eyes blue
...While we plot on how we gonna whoop underground hip hop's ass...

THAT IS YOUR POEM...and these are my lines...did I use any cliches...any "U've been running thru my mind" lines...I hope not..cuz like Converse I'm TRUE and real like NIKe's swoosh...and you should know that...before U reply =)

Until the ink dries moistly in the crack of yo smile
I'll be here...N an Apple jack hat and sum flip flops waiting for U...

~CARiM~
your smile is my copyright...

"The Principles of Cause and Effect "

2005-08-26T15:15:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

ACT I~The Cause

Downhearted
Feeling
Caught in diagonal rains
My profile lines pastelled
In broken baby blue crayons
Against a canvas
Emotional impressioned
Upon the weary scars
On my soul
My situation
And its memory
Takes me unwantingly
To recantations of

Our Love

Like the love
We made
This morning without kissing
Two organics fornicating without the vibe
Our organisms have
Evolved into
Exertions,
Secretions
Fractionated contractions
Of an ecstasy
Content with selfish “got’s”
Fucked up thang
When the fuckin ain’t right
And I voice that
Because I am the stronger one
And she took that
Because she the practical one
And I walk away
Heart heavy
Beaten down
Sigh
Shaking my head in the rain
Asking myself why
“No I won’t call her a bitch”
Holding back despise
Thinkin’
Is there a way
We can squash it and go on
But can it go on
Like it’s A-O.K.
When the pussy ain’t “poppin”
And the dick’s “umm hey”
We don’t love each other no more
And that thought
Is finally free
Am I sad because it’s over?
Should I smile because we tried?
Am I bad because I feel this way?
What have we done… to our lives?
I am
Confused
Because
I don’t know how to feel
The Feeling
“To be loved”
Has been gone for so long
I don’t know
If I want it to come back
At least for a minute
Because
I am afraid
I need to get my heart straight
Because it’s been beatin’ outta synch

With the rain

ACT II ~ The Effect

My decision
Goes
Swirling
Around in double scotch glasses
While the bottle drains into my soul
I don’t resemble my reflection
Anymore
But my look is straight….
Even the attentions of my cross-town vibe
Don’t feel as good to me anymore
She does her usual sexy dance routine
And I take her dome
And she gets her serving of CARiM for the day
As I crack smirks thru half closed eyes
But it’s a facade
Because cummin’ when you unhappy
Just
Ain’t
The
Same
No matter how good the head or pussy is
Nevertheless
I fucked her like good
Like only I could
Filling each space with my frustrations
Leaving her shivering in full violation
Thinking next week she'll be on menstruation
As I washed her stink off mine

Unhappy

I thumb through applications
Some more smudge than others
Hoping to find someone right
Someone to hold me close
Tonite
And
Whisper to me softly
"CARiM, it's gonna be alright"
Alone
I drove home closer to the cliffs
Than ever before
Staring blankly at the river below
Thinking’ to myself
I can’t go on like this
My house came to quick for me to act
But one day
If things don’t soon change for the better
Oh Allah
I think
I’ll just fly
Away
Somewhere where
I don’t have to be me
Trying to forget her
Cause this thang called my life
Just ain’t working out
Without her love

Sigh

"Floor No. 9"

2005-08-26T15:10:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

She makes sweet love 2 me
Tears welled in her eyes
“You make me feel….”
She says 2 me
As tears flow into cries
“Why can’t he love me like this here?”
She whispers in her mind
Around the sparkles of our rings
As we drift away in time
2

Next Stop:

~Floor 9 ~
Carnal Situations,
Forbidden Relations,
All the things you just can’t get at home…
In the Realm of Stimulations

I run my manicure dull
Through the text of her hair
So soft,
So straight,
So fine
Her Almond lids embraced
Over the most chocolate eyes
Turn my hazel eyes
Blue
As an expression of reply
Cause I…
Ain’t getting this at home either
So I might as well enjoy
Even my zodiac balances her 69
As I spit between her hips
She licks lip-gloss off mine
She rubs sublimentals
Into my temples
As she blows off mind
Th-th-at
Feels…
S-s-s-so
D—d-d-amn
Aye!
Ahh!
A-a-a-hhhh!
Shit!

And
O…
My..
How she takes me there
How I move within her faster
How she meets me there
Against cold tiles
Up in the shower
Broken suite room chairs
How we love against wall pictures
Like “who fuck cares”
She takes me like
She wanna be a lil greedy
But I make her share
Until
We
Take
Care
Right
2
THERE…
At the same time

We breathe
Deep
2
Deeply
In “don’t touch me” syncopation
Yanno
“The itch done been scratched”
Relieved
Minds dizzy
High as a kite indeed
Laying in a sea
Of perspiration
Of elevation
And seed

As the Do Not Disturb Sign
Swings in the breeze
Keeping our lives away
And the world outside
No kids
No drama
No arguments
Just
Us 2
A bottle of white wine
Some soy sauce
And some Chinese food
Enjoying
The guilty selfish pleasures of
Mr. and Mrs. John Doe
Peek-a-boo Suites
Room 112,
Floor # 9

"Sun Shy"

2005-08-26T05:57:00.000+02:00

(Dedicated 2 my Pink Balloons)
By CARiMFLow

True Story…

She’s my candy girl from around the way
She’s my ray of pure sunshine
She’s like the little white rabbit at the dog track,
Unachievable
Even though I know the game is rigged
I run anyway in hopes
One day she’ll be mine

But for now

She is too good to be true
Too fluffy and too pink
For me to have
Any damn way

I tell myself
As I stop…
Watching the rest of the pack run by
Jealous of them fools

I am there to provided her comfort

Listen to her stories of disappointing guys and sometimes girls
There to hear her fantasies
Be her shoulder when she cries
An umbrella’s shelter from the rain
I am one to tell her “Shy that’s not fly”
There with jokes to ease her pain
I worry about her when she’s gone

When she has no thoughts of I

I wonder if she’s smiled today
As I watch my time pass by
With her…I feel so old and grey
But I’ve held her in my mind
I’ve felt her resting on my chest
Her body draping mine
In mind I tasted her deepest depth
And savored her like wine
I dream that just entered her love
And prayed for suspended time

She’s as flawed as she is flawless
And if I’m doomed to be her friend
To watch her from afar
To never feel her touch
To never feel her caress
To never share with her until we’re spent

Doomed to draw her stick figure pictures
While the others laugh and smile
I’d do it anyway
Because I love her…

“Momma, Lil Lady and the Storm”

2005-07-19T12:12:00.000+02:00

An Inspirational Piece
By CARiMFLow

She lights a candle
Watching it slowly flicker against the rain
As she thumbs thru faded photographs
Smiles of days gone by
Hopeless thoughts cling
To corners in her mind
And she wonders
How to keep the rain at bay
There had been talk on the radio
About a stranger coming her way
But she was too preoccupied to notice
With life’s fuck up twists
All those shattered dreams
Who got time for the radio?
Besides who listens to the radio these days anyway?

She blew

Against the flicker
As she held her baby tight
Stroking her hands thru hair just like her own
To the beat of her most cherished heart
They rock gently against the waves
They say an Angel cries when the beautiful sigh
And the Devil has his day
Yanno what… fuck him
Maybe if he wouldn’t put his hands on her like he was crazy
Maybe if he wouldn’t have kept telling her lies
Maybe if he would have just did what she wanted…love her simply
He would have his day everyday
Some of that warm sweet pussy he took for granted too
Maybe if he helped sometime…
They wouldn’t have to turn their nose up
Every time
They
Heard
His
Motherfucking
Name

Emily

Such an innocent name for a menacing sound
She crept in from the night like a runaway train
Fresh from a warm summer vacation in Mexico
She landed upon the Bayou
On winds of a Gulf night sky
Pirouetting daintily
To the tejano music
Thrown cross the yard
Doing the “Electric Slide”
Against the power lines
“Stepping to the Name of Drub”
Against the window pane

They huddled against the protection of love
As Emily peered her eyes into the window
The music box opened
As Emily whispered
The words
To an old nursery rhyme
“Dear lil Piggy's please let me come in”
Their thoughts replied
“Not by the hair of our chinny, chin, chins bitch”
So Emily huffed and puffed
And tried to blow their house down
But try as she might
She could not get in
Because each brick of their house
Was made with fortified

By love

There was a brick
Telling the story of how
Private Schools changed to Public Schools
And how thru it all
Sierra persevered with her smart mouth intact
Another brick
Placed when they didn’t know what to do,
Where the next meal was coming from,
And from whom
Shattered bricks or remembrance
How she lost her job
To pursue a life-long dream of education
And better days
Three little bricks of defiance
To throw
At the mistreating man
A pile of chipped off bricks
An a ole basketball
Placed randomly
Next to
A pail
Of beach white sand

For 25 minutes
They endure the stranger’s plea for company
Sierra would later tell of her grandchildren
“We could hear the windows smashing out.
The wind getting loud, and then it would get soft again”
Thinking of that night with pride

Then as suddenly as it started…there was calm

As the eye of Emily’s storm
Came to lie gently against the tatter of the trees
The birds sang dizzily
Against the warm, damp, humid breeze
Dogs barked yearningly
For the company of their masters
And Car alarms faded
As batteries droned to die

A mother and daughter had made it thru another storm

With their heartbeats
Slowing to realization
That their love
Was an imperishable bond
It is what defeated the first wall of the storm
They could tackle any problem together
Take on any stranger who dares to knock on their door
And if that stranger wanna act like a Jehovah’s Witness
Momma got the high
While lil Momma takes the low
And together
They will
Wade thru water to
Shove
That
Same candle
Up
The Stranger’s,
The Devil’s
Those Bill Collector’s
And anyone else
Fucking up
The roadway to their happiness’

Ass

"Heartbeat"

2005-06-17T11:45:00.000+02:00

A colaborative piece
performed by Khemistree

~*CARiMFLoW*~

I feel your heartbeat
Across these war-torn sands
Even though
You're a million miles away
It takes me off to
A deep asleep
It
Comforts me
Through nights so cold
As I spoon against your memory
Against
The coarseness of the ground
I've
Packed each one of your letters
Within my sleeping bag
Smiling
As their crackles
Caress my body
With fingers of warmth
I am massaged
From your words
Echoes of your fragrance
Left on each page
Whisper
"I love you with all my heart"

Beat-beat

I wonder
Do you think of me?
I always think of you
Funny
I think....
Thinking of you....
Is all I have
I carry you within my heart
It is leads me thru
Battles,
Firefights,
Mortar attacks
Skirmishes,
And
So many sleepless nights
As
I push my self
To brinks and expand my limits
Knowing that
You will be there waiting for me
If only in my dreams

Beat-beat

The sound of your voice
Calls me
Back from insanity
Committed crimes
Against humanity
As the despair of things I've done
Fans me
It says
"Baby, everything's gonna be alright"
And then
I'm cool
Your picture's dusty from this senseless war
But I'd die to keep it right there
Tucked inside my helmet
I find mysef
Wondering
If the enemy
Have heartbeats
Of there own

Beat - beat

How was your day today?
Who pissed you off?
What made you smile today?
Do you think of me?
Did you pay the cable bill like I told you?
How I miss our silly fights...
Your heartbeat
Is the rhythm
I run to when I work out
It's music I march to on patrol
It's ambiance in the chow hall when I eat
It is my all in all
I saw a soldier here the other day
He had lost both his legs
And I wondered
Would you love me like you say you do
If I came home less of a man
Battered and torn
A warrior worn
Emotionally torn
A feeling of regret
and
Hopeless scorn

Sigh....beat-beat

That won't happen to me
I'll fight hard for you
I'll stay safe
Like you told me to
I'll make sure
I come back to you
Intact
Cross my heart and hope to die
Stick a needle in my eye

For my heart

Beats

Just for you

~*Asoulflower*~

and yet
i feel your heartbeat
irregular
at times
smell your cologne in passing
hear your whisper in soft winds
touch your face while
you slumber deep
i wonder
if that voice i heard
this morning
belongs to you
your essence
lingers long after
travels and transcends
over mountains looming
oceans deeper than
and wider than
infinity
a million miles away
and yet
closer
still and unmovable
your roots planted
deep within my soul
unknown and foreign
but familiar
vibrations
resonate
recalling you to a memory
that originated
in some remote jungle
ancient
and abandoned like a
third world country
a million miles away
and i miss you
more than i miss my first lover
i call your name
inaudible
and wait for your reply
patient
because one day
your eyes will meet mine
and your heart will greet mine
for the last time
and those million miles
won't seem
quite so far
and yet I feel your
heartbeat

"Beautiful Music"

2005-06-16T12:07:00.000+02:00

A colaborative piece
performed by Khemistree

~*asoulflower*~

Beautiful music
blended
splendid
we make beautiful music together
love laid over tracks
of soulful melodies
drifting into bliss
our tempo synchronized
and harmonized
funky like doo wop
controversial as hip hop
we make beautiful music together
in unison
we sing with no lyrics
a chorus with no hook
and no verse
acappella
from our diaphram
deep
we summon the voice of love
rock and sway
snapping fingers
tapping feet
we rhythm
we rhyme
line after line
we make beautiful music together
a song remembered
heartbreak
from a past forgotten
no other love but this one will
duet
we adlib
peak at the bridge
and crescendo
fade out into
jazz ensemble
saxophone
pounding bassline
wrap us up warm
in
beautiful music

~*carimflow*~

We make beautiful music
While we lay back
Kick it
And enjoy the vibe

My L.E.D. bounces
With the bump of your beat
As the temp meter starts to rise
How does it feel?
Insatiable
Running in rivers
Down your body
In between mine
So…
so…
sooo…
Funkdafied
Is your
Good
Sweet
Lovinnnnnn
Makes me
Wanna
Make a phone call
Leave the one I’m with
And
Enjoy this new relationship
With yo ass

Cause
You make me
You…make…me
Confess
That I’m digging yo music
And I got it bad
Sitting here
Scratching your name into
All my 45 records
You’re all I need to get by
Always and forever
I’ll be loving you
Gently
If Only for one night

For
No matter what speed
You make love to me
33….45….78….CD spinnin speed
I always go
Brat-tat-tat-tat
In the crack of dat ass
Way too soon for my tastes
Cause yo taste so damn
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Usically inclined
To me
And it’s beautiful
You see
Absolutely no frontin
And
I want you to know
You my favorite girl
Cause the music we make
Is my Gott Damn Song
And I dare someone to touch
My radio
My stereo
My headphones
My MP3
Until you done…
Or
Imma
Have
To
Whoop
Some
Ass

"If Life Could Be Easy"

2005-06-14T09:59:00.000+02:00

A colaborative piece
performed by Khemistree

~*asoulflower*~

If life could be easy....
What would easy be....
Would easy be...
True love for all...
Would it be....
No taxation without representation...
Would it be...
No more molestation or violation of our children....
Would easy be...
An orgasm every time...
Would it be
The right place at the right time...
Would it be jobs for everyone...
A place to live for all...
Would it be peace on earth goodwill to men....
Or free giveaways at the mall....
What would easy be
CARiM...

~*carimflow*~

If life could be easy...
It'd be...
black on white crime...
It'd be..
A greatest hits compilation
Of "Back in the Days"...
A cold glass of koolaid....
Easy Mo Bee...
Brangin that Doo-Bop Sound...
Across a Miles Davis motif....
Easy would be an orgasm errtime fo Queen Bee's...
A glass of white wine...
A handprint on my spine...
A right place for
Anytime...
Anyplace...
Not caring
Who the fuck is around....
Cause
It'd be
Eazy......
Straight outta muthafuckin Compton...
Geri curls dripppin and all...
Melting over Ice Cubes...
To be bumped by Dre...
If life could be easy...
The ice cream man would live in the ghetto
Instead of a brownstone downtown...
And my mashed potatoes
Would come with enough gravy
To satisfy my emotions....
And thoughts..
Of how easy shit
Could and would be

If it would just be...

"I Wish"

2005-06-14T09:29:00.000+02:00

A colaborative piece
performed by Khemistree

~*carimflow*~

I wish

somebody was around to write poems about me
Even if melancholy
And
I am feeling it too
Alone
Unloved
I just can't seem to get my life straight
My head right
But let me lend u my smile
Or what is left of it
So you can combine it with yours
Hopefully, your day will be brighter
Hopefully, i can help you get back to
Those simple feelings
Happy
Joy
Content
I am a man so I'll be alright
I'm kind of used to the cold
Kind of used to the night
Just remember me
When your complex days have long since past
Ok
Remember me
Know that to see you smile
Was worth it to me
And felt to me like a wish that finally came true
because my second wish is for you...

~*asoulflower*~

i wish
a man could see me before hand
and not after the fact...

i wish
niggas would acknowledge my love
recognize it for its stock market value
instead of treating it like it's black market...

i wish
i could stop loving so hard...

i wish
i had money for every nigga i prepared for the next female....

i wish
i could be a bitch so this shit wouldn't hurt as much....
then it would be me hurting them instead of them hurting me....

i wish
i didn't have to sleep alone....

i wish i could stop writing poems about a man
that isn't even thinking about me....

i wish
i had a man
and me and him could fall in love
and be somewhere at the precise time he was
so he could see that he doesn't have my heart no more...

i wish
my eyes didn't leak water
everytime i think about how much time i wasted....
how much good loving i gave away....
how many dreams and secrets i told ......
how many late nights i answered the phone from a deep sleep
but pretended i was wide awake just because it was him...
and just because i wanted just a little of his time.....

i wish
i could have a full glass instead of a half a cup...

i wish....

"I Am (Part Deux)"

2005-06-10T17:25:00.000+02:00

Continuning on A Colab Vibe
By CARiMFLow

I am
A
MAN

I am the realization of your wettest dreams
I am the one that makes you bite you lip until it starts to bleed
I am the one whose love makes your tattoos shine and dance in animation
I am the surveyor who has laid charts out on tables mapping out your oceans floor
I am the keeper of your orgasms
I am your personal tsunami
I am the dead skin under your nails
I am the friction against your thighs
I am the drinker of your grail
I am the apple of your eye
I am sweat upon your body
I am emotions, feelings, felt deep inside
I am your masculine masturbation
I am your erotic stimulation
I am your forbidden relation
I am Neo to your Trinity
I am Adam to your Eve
I am the positive energy to your negative charge
I am Cure to your Disease
I am your own personal love-fu master
Teaching you styles of pleasurable fornication
And you are my grasshopper
I am teaching my first lesson on “Love”
For love
Loving you
Loving you hard till black and blue
Loving you softly calling you “Boo”
Loving you there until you thru
Is
All that
I
Am
For

I am
your
MAN

"I Am"

2005-06-10T08:36:00.000+02:00

(A Collaborative Piece)
posted in Military Vibes
By CARiMFLow

I am

Mathematically defined in beautiful minds
A warrior scribin peace
A toke of green tree goin round
Buzzin honey like the bees

I am

The swirl that makes yo coffee brown
Good crispy and the cream
The one that makes yo pussy drown
And soak right thru dem jeans

I am

A kiss off glass
Cross endt wit dymes
A no look style PG

I am

A talk trash kid
Announcing "dids"
As chain nets
Sound in chings

I am

The blue within the flame
Red beans wit rice
The greens only momma makes
Yellow macaroni made with government cheese
The white as you clean yo plate

I am

Somebody
As Jesse used to say
Somebody
Living Martin's dream
Somebody
Who makes black a beautiful thang
Somebody
Who you should meet

4

I am

The star that leads you to east
The poetry recited to sound of a flute
The wind swriling between puffed out trees
The ska that makes your reggae beat

I am

Me

And

I am

Deep

"My Sweet Tooth"

2005-06-01T14:16:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

Her sweetness had me feenin

I walked miles
In snow colored sneakers to see her
Across permafrost ice caps
To the edge of a blue lagoon
The steamy vapors of volcanic slumber
Rise peacefully
Towards the clouds
Billowing above my fitted

It takes me close to weakness

The delirium of dehydration
Makes my 45 degrees
Cant forward
Towards A far off city
With a name I can’t even spell
Yet
Even though I struggle with my situation
I move on
For even in the faintest way
I can taste her
Her flavor got me walkin'
I shuffle thru towns
Past
Nordic frowns
To the lover
Who fills
Corners of my mind
I am Shaka proud
Magnificently mosaic
Against the cold stare
Of Odin’s last sons and daughters
I paced my instep into long steps
To meet with thoughts
Of her
Full-grown hourglass silhouette
Merging with mine
To produce ambrosia
Much too sweet
For even their gods to imagine
For her sweetness
Is a black thang
That
Viking lore
Just would not understand

Her steps appear before me

I open the door
To a showered
Pampered
Peach flavored buffet
Standing naked before me
Her kiss
Thaws me
Until my fountain trickles
Onto the floor
In drops of masculine anticipation
She draws me
A bath of baby oil
Soft music
Orange colored candles flickering against the beat
We eat vanilla ice cream
From each others tongues
Dancing away
To the sounds of mmmm
Running over the edges of the tub
And under the door

Her sweetness makes me feel this...

I take her to the place
Where we will later reflect upon
What had happened
Steeping my decent
Until my palate reached her core
Oral sensations shudder bottles of
Schnapps
Transforming a river of streams into vulgar tinged screams
As she leaves fingerprints
On the back of my hairline…
I make swirls upon her nipples
With all 247 of my taste buds
As I fill her commonwealth
With my sublime
She gazed blurrily back at me
With a hundred question marks
In her eyes
Smiling
As I have scribbled the correct answers
Lovingly upon the linings of her chalkboard
We clap the erasers together till we are satisfied
Then drink
Niagara from lapis lazuli colored bottles
Trying to figure out how
We gonna spend
The next four days

Her sweetness made my weekend

And I'm a so glad I came

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"We Make Beautiful Music Together

2005-05-25T17:33:00.000+02:00

(The Incarcerated Remix)
by HuneyBrownqt
Featuring: CARiMFLow of Khemistree

~*HuneyBrownqt*~

Let me tickle you like piano keys
Gliding my hands with intrinsic prescision
Creating stacatto pleasure
With a fluid rythm
See you bemuse me with your smile
And I just wanna acapello your name
Falsetto in ya right ear
Making you my sheet music
Carefully composing a clasical symphony
That would rival Bethoven's third
And with each note
I'd make right all the wrong that's ever been done you
Each rest
Would linger with a promise
That you and I
In this moment
Is something I'd forever hold on to
And a promise to never pluck your heart strings
But instead
Gently stroke you
Like a Grecian goddess playing her harp
So let's make jazz the third party of our menage a toi
An erotically eratic composition piece
And together
We three
Would reach our climatic peak

~*CARiMFLow*~

We make beautiful music
Togetha
Ova the coolness of my tone
My tenor fills our room
Trading fours over skin hitting vibes
The exotic of your ivory roots
Lay standards
Against needled grooves of my inner voice
My left hand speaks in lines
Pluckin roothlessly
Tellin’ lies soothingly
As we make harmonic “oooo me”
Between the thumps of my bass
And the softness of your melody

My solo
Walks in pimped-out strolls
Cross the interlude
Woodsheddin
Cross
Tha verse
Thru
Tha chorus
Damn near
To the bridge

Did you know where you were going to
When you were leaving scuff marks
Around the base of my microphone
?

You whisper in my ear
Thru the whole-toned
“Hit my shit here’s”
“Ummm “
“Rude Boi, yo sextets’ the Monster”

My upright plays the role of terrorist
Slamming the case
Of your baby grand
With bass tones flicking
Stones from the heights of yo Acropolis
Down to funkmatic fusion in you Aegean Sea
We smoke expression
As our Kangols lay out and dry
In stopped time
(Tick tock…tick tock)
We look into each other’s lines
Quietly resting
Without blinking
Or
Making a sound

Jazz

We be makin neo highs
As only we can supply
A half a quart of Henny
40 cold St. Ides
So muthafuckin good
They out there passing out signs
On notes be-bop black-n-blue

As we limp cross the bridge
Thru the encore and fade away
I’m chillin’
With a black between my lips
And my girl on my side
I’mma a bass player ya’ll
You my accompany on them keys
And
Can’t nobody tell us a got-damn thang
Cause we make beautiful music
And
We cool

Copyright©
~Omni~~"My Thoughts Are Heavy"~~(c) 2005/ CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005
all rights reserved

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2005-05-19T10:56:00.000+02:00

"Episode 2 ~ Between The Lines"

2005-05-17T17:19:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

When the night grows cold
And the rain’s got soul
While the pane records the beat
We love between the lines
In suspended time
Two scribes making poetry

I remember the first time I saw her
Five foot – Fine
With cocoa eyes
The frames of her glasses said “Sophisticated Thang”
The softness of her glossy …sultrified lips...winked at me
While she played with my funky emotions from across the room…
Ohhh good gracious oh my
The charm of her snaking body made my heartbeat
My dick stood up, cleared his voice and …“Celloed”
For
She
Was
Just
My type….

Between the lines…

Dat rude boi tatt callin me collect from her spine
Made me tink tings
Made me conspirise that Jah wood be aight
If
I shot the Sheriff and the Dep-u-ty
If dey let mi man rows grow in the curry of dem thighs

Lines

“She’s much taller than me” (But I don’t care)
“I’ll fold that shit up” (And hit it goooood …right…there)
I painted subliminals in every corner of her mind
Kindergarten illustrations
Of her stick figure cat
Getting beat the fuck down
By my stick figure dog
Followed by a “p”
A “u”
And 14 “r’s”
As I strolled into her heart
Like we was bout to square off at the Rucker
Cause I got the balls

It was on between the lines

I banked spint up tales off the hard of her glass
Calling my strokes within each rhyme
Retrieving Nickels and Dymes
She left for me on the top of her headboard
I pulled left handed J’s out of my post up game
Patting my thoughts into her ass
While she shuddered in response each time
Her whistle blew as I laid flagrant fouls in the crack of her spine
Mixing up each rhyme
With crossovers and dimes
As I played to the crowd along the banks of her Mississippi
My game made her roar from the softness of her lips
To rest mustily in the pools of her delta
Drummin my rhythm into her Nike
Like we wuz spinnin’ voodoo

Between tha....

She spoke into my mike lovingly…I lost track of
World
Space
And
Time
I caressed her hair
As she took me there
And she drank my s-s-u-blime
And
She
Didn't
Spill
A
Drop

I loved her like a soothsayer (didn’t she know)
I took her out like a ball player (for fucking with Flow)
I think she catching feelings (But she gotta go)
Cause I can’t deal with all dem Jones

So if we keep it tween’ the lines (It’ll be aight)
We can skip ova all the fussin' (Cuz CARiM don’t fight)
We cut it down to poetry (Cuz I be likin her writes)
And we can vibe between the lines

Her pussy satisfies me just fine…

©CARiM/DARKside/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Whisper"

2005-05-11T09:38:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

Let me whisper in your ear girl
Let my smooth vibrations
Ride uncertain filled canals
To the philosophical center
Of your thoughts

Let my whisper
Play funky illustrations of us making love
Against the surface of your drum
Let your temporal
Overload with pent-up emotions
Held captive
While incarcerated in celibacy

Let me whisper in you ear girl
Let my smile caress your earlobes
And stroke aimlessly along the arched contour of you neck
I love it when
I can trace your profile
To the expression of your smile

Let my calm words
Placed gently,
Bring me to that familiar arch of your spine
Let my heart beat with yours
Let your heart synch with mine
As we are transformed into sounds

Let me whisper
Across your chest and up your neck
Let it
Turn your head to the side
Let my words
Wetly circle your private spots
Until your audio system
Drowns out
Muted trumpets announcing my entry

Let my breath mix
Speedingly
Against the grain of your kiss
In an attempt to
Smother our vulgarities from neighbors
Who have felt our 6.9s
Seismically
As our cries have stopped the time…

(Deep breathing)
(Tick)
(Tick)
(Tick Tock)
(Tick Tock)

As time resumes...

We let our voices glow in whispers

We euphorically feel each other’s contours

As we present our after action reports

We contemplate another conversation

We agree on “we have to keep it down” this time

I move my microphone while you reposition your speakers

Then smile as you whisper,

“I’m ready”

"Soulful Flower"

2005-05-08T22:52:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLoW

I Think

It Has Been, What, Just Of Couple Days
And I've Lost Track Of Words I've Said Before
One's I've Loved Before
And I Have Never Been So At Peace

I Am

Suspended In The Continuum Of Time
Embarking On A Journey To The Source Of My Wet Dreams
Seeing Your Silhouette Dancing In The First Rays Of A Mornings Sun
It's Going To Be A Good Day

I Smile

With Each Sensuous Tone
Each Anticipated Moan
I Feel All Of My Seed Rushing From Each Of My Spheres Of Life
Chemically Reacting Into An Explosion Of Fertilizing Emotions
Meant To Entice The Soul Of My Flower To Animate
You Whisper To Me Those Three Words Written On The Underside Of Each
Leaf

I Listen

I Pluck Each Petal Of The Flower's Soul
She Loves Me (I Smile)
She Loves Me Not (I Fear)
She Loves Me (I Gain Confidence)
O.K. That's Enough
She Loves Me It Is (I Make Plans For The Rest Of My Life)

I Hope

A Feel Of Post-Erotic Breath,
A Saturated Touch,
A Smell Of Ruined Hair
Orgasmic Times Of Two Merging Into One Complete Emotion
A House Full Of Strange Feet Laughing And Playing Together
All This A Closed Door Away From The Echoes We Make
In A Bath Of Yellow Rose Petals
Dimly Lit By The Candlelight Prisiming Off Of Each Perfect Bubble

I Feel

Warmed As You Place Me Within Your World
Spent As You Take Flight
Hurt As We Write "Yes" On Each Other's Spine
Harder And Softer (Uhh!)
Shallower And Deeper (Ahhh!)
Slower And Faster (Shit!)
We Cry Out (Shhhhhhhhhhhh!)
I Came, Then Throbbed Until You Caught Up

I Surmised

A Soul Of A Flower
I Learned To Love
The Heart Of Man It Needs
The Soul Of A Flower
I Need In My Life
And I'm All The Water She'll Need

We Are

Understanding Each Other Better Now,
For We Are

In Love

"My Shit"

2005-05-08T22:40:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

Have you ever experienced good lovin'?
You know that lovin' that makes you go
"Damn, this some good Shit!"
Catch yourself
Looking over in the mirror
While you up in Her Shit
Trying to not see yourself
Make faces, and Shit
Cause Her shit is so good

I had that.....once, twice, uhhh
Damn aight you got me
The nigga was sprung

It was that
We didn`t even get to the bedroom
On-the-floor Shit
That Shit that only
Colored folks can get wit
Cuz for white folks
That Shit would be way too kinky
For them to comprehend
Across a soundtrack of stressed of cusswords

I had that once, twice,
Did I mention
The nigga was sprung

Her Shit was so good the nigga had to taste the Shit
One lick.........
(hmmm)
Two lick.........
(hmmm?)
Three lick.......
(got me a tray of ice cubes, whipped creme, and a bottle of hot fudge)
Turned that shit into a delicious ice cream sundae
(and commenced to a-licking my emotions round that cherry)
Cause Her Shit had me on feen
Like a crack addict at 3:22 in the morning
Sweatin' like a spring-time bitch
Cause that was some some some guuuuud shit!

I had Her Shit one day............
Well hell you get the damn picture

This is how bad it was ya`ll
Her Shit hypnotized me by accident
In the rearview mirror
Of my own damn car
I was mindin' my own business
Crusin' with my own damn EX-girl
(umm what was her name?)
On a Sunday no less
Jesus must have had the day off
Cause this nigga was possessed....
By a pretty smile,
A seductive voice,
A lick-my-lips twice, way about her style,
All wrapped up in a sexy lil cocalicious package whispering to me
"Who gives a fuck about your girl, best friends are for high schoolers"
I slipped her a application
From the eye on the sly
And thru a 3 hour interview of offered positions and accepting purrs
What was once hers
Came to be forever known as

"My Shit"

I remember spending hours up in My Shit
Hitting Her hard
Hitting Her softly
Hitting Her off from moist to drenched
Kissing her mouth deeply
Pulling her hair intently
Kissing her neck to earlobes lovingly
Licking on circles of 8's round them tits
Saying and thinkin'

"Damn!"

SIDEBAR:

You know when colored folks is
Well you know
White folks be scared,
Listening,
And horny
Chinese food resturants,
Already have an order of shrimp fried rice
With a bag of wings
On standby
Cuz we wasn`t fucking,
Me and My Shit.......
Dick just chillin like a G
With the her clit.........
We was making "OH GOTT DAMN!"

I had My Shit,
On top of me,
Underneath me,
In front of me,
Enveloping me
As I we explored each and every door
In each and every way
In strokes that can only be shaped
In the complexity of geometrical equations
Through intoxicating sexual relations
Sensations
Bdussification
Gave away to
Eeurphoric elevations

As we came...

I said
As we c-c-came...
Together
We looked at each other
Me
My Bitch
Deep within the the digestive tract of My Shit...........

We knew that we would never be the same mane

Because

I had that.....once, twice, uhhh
And I ain't ashamed to say
The nigga was sprung

Copyright© CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Aphrodisiac"

2005-05-08T22:27:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

She’s my aphrodisiac

Her loving fits mine
Like red
Swirling with
Sugar
Stirred
Round ~n~round
Until my taste buds
“Ching”

Sweet

Chocolate~jawn~a~licious walls
Of istoned delight
That mold to my the d*ck so Got damn well
That even Johnny Cochran would admit
“You can’t possibly acquit this mahfukka”

She’s my aphrodisiac

Sexy wild orchid
Blooming
In the funk of July
We make love
In the scandal
Of a falling rain
Massaged kinks
Of
Our love drenched hair
Relax smoothly
Into conked~out perms

As I

Hold her
Kiss her
Admire her
Confide in her
As she braids my froes to rows
Freshly greased
Like A.I.'s

She’s my aphrodisiac

We conversate
On black velvet
As our picks
Blow out
Into revelations of our fantasies
Connecting me to this jawn
Like I’m gay
Fornicating with her thoroughly …
Until she can feel that…

I’m not

We smoke reeds of elevation
Between each round
Until she can recite
Each line of my manifest
With her eyes wide shut

For on our plane (high as hell...wit the munchies)
Stimulated thru her loving insinuations
Complete
Each
Of my
Mathematical equations

Entonces

I don’t mind
Letting her know when …
So she can choose not to swallow
I don’t mind
Drinking her love
Until she’s dry and feeling hollow
I don’t mind
Calling her name
And calling her up tomorrow
She can cut her hair today
I don’t mind

Like Brandy was trying to sang to ya''ll

She’s my aphrodisiac

And we chillin
And that’s all
A nigga like me
Needs
In the secret garden
Of my love

"Episode 1 ~ The Affair"

2005-05-07T22:44:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

I knew from the beginning
The moment you crossed my mind
I would be here

We made love carved into the music
In between the verses
Connecting each word...into lines
Our climaxes sweating in rivers
Off the refrain of the chorus...
I fucked you
While you made love to me
I loved you
You feelized fantasies with me
We both swallowed
Without spilling a drop…

Calming sounds of your voice
Echoed across my chest
Leaving goose bumps in their wake
We caress each other’s bodies lovingly
While the fan flirts with our toes
The glow of our cell phones
Vibrate jealously from our true loves
As tears of reality stir in our souls

Fucking up the whole moment

©CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Laxitive Scientifique Élevant Votre Esprit"

2005-05-06T22:52:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

I gave her 120°
Manifested by 3
We shared cups
Of
Knowledge
Of
Wisdom
Until I was satisfied that she had
A layman’s understanding
Of Cee
She combed deep
Into my cipher
Uncovering traces of
An ancient civilization
Entombed in a
Sarcophagus
With “peace” inscribed upon its door
Her intuition leads her to
Break seals of silence
And into a damp room
Where I sit mournfully
Watching the story of my life
Hieroglyphically unfold
Onto a scroll of worn papyrus
She offers me charity
In return I provide clarity
To fertilize the mind and texture
Of her Earth

Generous

Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
Lyrics
Cess into ya mind
Constipating your whole thread
Green
Black
And
Blood Red
And
I never Leave a word
Unsaid

Next definition

The “i” is for humble
And the “me” is divine
My cipher vibes over
Ankhs
In 360° rhymes
I bring knowledge to destruction
Enlighten blind 85’s
Asiatic
Charismatic
Droppin’ sci
On my scribes
To the break-a-break-dawn
Word is born
Till I’m 9
And my words
Roll pure
Untwined

Revelation

Her beauty is moved as
As the light of my 7's
Runs spheres
Thru her mind
In search of cancerous cells
Migrating devilishly demined
Around her wedding band
Even the tat on her 6
Gives me winks on the sly

Because I am Original

And she likes that

She's a queen

And I likes back

Until she cracks

Enough to reveal to me
That she is not
And will never be
Islamically inclined
Like me
Yet
She is so very intriguing
To me
That those words…
Don’t even matter

She's my
"Pink cookies in a plastic bag"
And I'm crushing on her
Like"Buildings"

©CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"We Grown"

2005-05-06T00:11:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

We grown

Stimulating all my senses…
She makes me high
Warmth from my motions
Makes her thighs
Raw with emotions
While my brush splatters hieroglyphics on her walls

Her smile
Makes each kiss
Taste sweeter
Less sweeter than
The last
She kisses me
Then we
Pause…
Glowing from caught feelings
Our mouths devour each other’s in raptures
While our tongues
Swirl delightfully at play
Against the softness of lips
In delicate caress

Wantingly
Her hands embrace my cipher
And
Place me in the satin our her confines
Taken in strokes
Lengthy and thickened illustrations
Of my whispered conversations
Loving elations,
Erotic stimulations,
Spiritually shared situations,
Freak-a-leek temptations,
Sex education,
Coming straight into her spine in relaxations
Mind dizzying elevation,
Demonstration?
I threw polish on her pearl
Makin’ shines like bling

Fo we grown….
And it sho don’t take too much walkin’ to see that
We just makin’ a lil love on the balcony
With ya perm flowing
Dark and lovely
All across the rail
Your hands on my back
In full impale
Against the backdrop of eyes saying
“What the hell?”
mmmm well
mmmm well
mmmm well

I know they trying’ to figure out how
I’m able to lift you big ass up
But I can do that…
Because I’m a grown ass man
Lack of balance is for amateurs
And my lovin’s all-pro
So good I lay them combines
Without a care in the world
A thug wreckin’ up the candy shop
Leaving windows bussed the hell out
Fuck’em if they see my black ass
Dancing like the devil by the pale moonlight
Just because we like the sound of it…

We don't give a damn...

Cuz we grown

©CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Spoonin'"

2005-04-30T14:51:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLoW

I`m spoonin off your lovin'
And I would like to be the one
With you for a while
Wanna play with your reception
Take a turn on your dials
Gimme a chance
I'll drive you wild...

Illustration

See I`m type of guy
To take ya pearl
Back to the ocean
10 leagues in ya sea
With a down
And round motion
Rubb ya body down
With some cocoa butta lotion
Give you goosey pimples
Aphrodizzy
Body soaking

We be strokin`
Until we floatin`
Lookin` in the mirror
Sayin "damn
Our sh*t is smokin`
We be
PuffinandPassin`andTokin`
No jokin`
These words are just a dream
But the n*gga always hopin`

Ya love`s tastykake-a-licious
So good you say "What is this"
Lick the pack
Down Ya Back
Around your soft
"Cummahitthis"
It`s delicious
Make you my misses
I keep red koolaid on ya breath
So we can be ghetto-fab-a-listic

All of this because

I`m spoonin on the feeling
That your givin' to me girl
Wanna leave my CARiMies downtown
Circling round in your brown curls
You can bring ya lil Shorties
They can play with my girls
And we can watch our love unfurl

Got Questions?

"Blind"

2005-04-27T14:10:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

I blindly fell in lust one day
And never quite recovered
I lost trust, then love, on the very next day
And have been the one who suffered

I do not know if love exists
Maybe...
All I know is
If love,
Loving someone,
Being in love
Was a test
I would have failed long,
Long ago

I made the fatal mistake of losing the trust of the one I love
And never have recovered

Is love the thing that we truly need?
Or is it just that we need companionship,
Someone to go out with?
Someone to fuck?

I know now

Love requires trust
Because without it
Love is like the weather
Partly cloudy, chance of showers
Companionship,
On the other hand
Can be found in the arms of a $10 hoe
A one-night stand,
Or a life long friend
Who you have convinced it's ok to cut every now and then
Long as we don't catch feelings (shrug)

The only discernable difference I can see
Is that without trust
Love can never flourish,
Love cannot be

I know that I only see trust these days
On the back of milk cartons

"Repent and all shall be forgiven"
I memorized such a concept and I took it for the Word
Words passed long before you and I
Repent and love,
Forgive and forget,
And all that bullshit
Can never have a place at our dinner table

I am sorry baby, I was wrong (do do do doo do do)
Sweetheart please (do do do dodo do do doo)
Will you just listen to me(do do do doo do do)
Well I am sorry hell (do do do dodo do do doo, and don't yell at me)

Repent and all shall be forgiven,
Even Allah can feel that right?(well you should move in with him)
I do not love anyone else but you she was just... (whatever)
I love you (hmmpf)

I am a man
I have atoned for my sins,
I bared my soul
I committed my wrongs to memory
I figure...in order for me to walk upright on the righteous path
I have accepted responsibility
And therefore renewed my faith with him
Hell I even bought a new rug
It's in the back of the truck now
With the rest of my s h i t
On the way to Tyrone's

Without companionship,
Without love,
Without trust
Can a man truly walk upright?
Righteously?
Happily?
In peace?

Well...all I can do is try,
One step at a time,
Clean, pressed, with a confident stride.

Let's walk

No?
If you can't take like a woman what I offer as a man
I will tell you this
I will not be walking with her
She was a repented sin
I will be walking with another new and improved version of her,
Half hearted without you by my side
But upright and wiser
For I will never make the mistake again
Of falling blindly in lust and losing my lover's trust
Again

I blindly fell in lust one day
And never quite recovered
I lost trust then love on the very next day
And have been the one who suffered

"Strawberries"

2005-04-21T23:00:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

MMMMMMMMM
Her kisses taste like strawberries
Soft…full…delicious lips pressing moisturly against mine
Warm…full…cherry coated lips of mine return pleasurably
As our tongues perform an erotic ballet

MMMMMMMMM
Her body feels so soft to me
As she wears my athletic against her skin
Our glistening hairs tickle each other into frenzy
As our caramel complexions blush against the rhythm of our dance

MMMMMMMMM
With pout-like expressions…
We spoil each other so
As she draws out my femininity
And takes me into the cup of her spoon like a man
She’s the center of my affection
The soothe of my erection
Straight Chinese food to go

MMMMMMMMM
Sleekly I swim within her love like dolphins
Taking a breath
Then going deep within the pleasures of her inner Francis
To add a little more sugar to traces of tropical fruit Kool-Aid
Left stirring within her digestive system

MMMMMMMMM
I take her there first second third and home
Making sure I touch every base
Even the ones that have traces of another shade of lipstick
But I don’t mind…Cause it’s cool
I feel, when she goes shopping with me…
Why limit what she can buy at the mall?

MMMMMMMMM
My pink cookies taste like strawberries
And she’s really on my mind
I love to love her in my mind
Under covers from behind
I lick her flavor off her neck
Smooth her texture down to fine
I tease her hair
Let her take me there
While her hands stay gripped in mine

Until our shyness is gone

I hate strawberries because I can’t control this feeling

HMMM

Copyright© CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Freestyle"

2005-04-20T14:12:00.000+02:00

(Answer to Flewdawg on Military Vibes)

Asiatic is I,
GOD scribe
undisputed,
Puffin degrees up n trees,
humble, down
freshly suited,
While ya rhymes're crooked parked ,
in ya head gettin booted,
i be sprayin nilla fresh ,
cuz ya shit reads polluted

why cry

I showed up IN DIANA
in my pipe-lay days
I smoothed your mother's nappy pubes
into Flowed out waves
I be tha black alley cat
makin cribs outta spades
Why you suckling on my richie
like you ain't been raised

don't bite

I fill ya mouth
with hot certs of my rhymes
I make ya cuddlejawns moist
in 10 minute times
my cipher keeps rollin
MOX deletin my lines
how I'm gonna catch tha Flew
from the back of line

step to tha ring

I'm
str8 coolin' with card gyrl chere
how you gonna be a contender
Nuttin up with fear
You can wear ya pink Tassels
take ya blows like queer
You can write a million whines
But my sere can't hear

CARiM

I may lean , but I snap back hard
spankin on ya pretty ass
leavin nuped out shards
spinnin canes
went to ya brain
but yo chest ain't hard
how's it feel to lose ya head
to a gott damn FRAUD

Precise

While I’m blowin on my manicure
I see the Flew germs on
They say drink a lil Thera
Piss him out in the morn
I see you comin to my zip
Nigga you’ve been warned
Even Old Ms Butler gotta a blade
Do ya ass some real harm

I’m from the 7-17
Home of shut down clubs
Where they make ya ass strip
Take ya girl and ya dubs
I got straight from jail niggas
Showin’ C-Flow hugs
Young Luck, Miss Ki$$
Represent , Much love

I heard you thinkin’ bout me nightly
FUCK A Flew, I sleep
I could wake a lil early
Stick my Tims 8 deep
Up in ya ass, I’ll take a pass
Cuz ya breath ain’t gonna last
When catch ya pm pimpin Wifey
I’ll just point you out on Blast

Kid

You’ll never be a player
If your 8’s can’t rhyme
Even Coucha smacked ya silly
With a Tupac vibe
Hashaun got ya thrice
With his mercurial scribes
Even VS is checkin in
Just to BWAAH ya demise

Lemme take it back to square
Take sum heed to the Flow
You beat the 7 in a battle

POOOTY TANG PHWHAP

No

"Un Peu De Goût De Beau Vibes Noir"

2005-04-20T10:34:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

She meets C at the door
Wearing a wife beater and a smile
Her eyes relay a sense of relief
As my shadow sifts casually across the threshold into a room
Ambianced
By the theme she so carefully selected
Entitled
“Un rendezvous’ pour deux”

Nous sommes noirs

Our shadows embrace
As whispered
Victorian secrets cloud my mind
My body molds to each curve of hers
As I feel the wall getting closer
Until its cold texture contrasts
With warm radiance felt manually
As I take inventory of all her possessions
2 bags full of apples…check
2 delicious quarts of buttermilk…check
1 pack of strawberries…check
1 box of sweet potato pie
And lifetime supply of chocolate….mmmmmm check
I noisily open the foil of each of her kisses
Then wantonly discard the little white paper
On the floor
In between
A rouge painted toenail
And my Air Force Ones

I render my investigations
Interrogations
Interpretations
Asthmatically
In assumed positions
Evidence becomes wallpaper particles
Which be later found under her freshly manicured fingernails…
She’s booked
Tried
Found
Guilty
Then prepares
To be sentenced to a nighttime of my incarceration

As we back peddle across
Inscented sounds
Struggling to the corner of our cell
Her
Lips gloss against the candles as
She begins tells me her story
She speaks spiritually slow
Making me turn the pages drunkenly as
I play with her hair
Her knowledge carefully revealing twist and turns up and downs
It brings tears to my eyes as
I feel myself let go
She slyly smiles as she brushes the hair from her eyes
And makes indictments against me of her own
I start my disposition from behind her ear
And take my time making stops at every exit along the way
Her sounds make echoes down my spine
As I let my taste buds roam
Free
To moisten each pore of her desires
Until she can take no more

We’re missionaries now
Bringing our religions closer
As we move in cooperative synchronization
Until we reach a plane where time stands still
The impossible is possible
And our flexibility has bend
“Just a while longer”
Screams through thoughts in my mind
“But she feel so…”
Comes back in reply
We explore in more positions
Just to buy me some time
I left a note saying
“I Just Came”
At the base of her spine
As her smile,
Reflects

“She knows”

C'est bon

©CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Purple Sky"

2005-04-18T09:41:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

Under a starless purple sky

I listen to the sounds of waves
Pounding
Emotionlessly
Against the walls of my mind
1914 days
23 hours
42 minutes
21, 22, 23 seconds
Have past
From your soft, smiling hello
To
An inevitably unexpected
Goodbye

And I’m missing you

Oh excuse me for my melodramatic musings
But it hurts just the same
Things have changed and will never again be

Purple

Paisley is my music
Falling down thru the rain
Doves cry
Cooing matted and confused
What was it that the weatherman said?
“Gonna be a great day,
Leave that ole umbrella at home
And enjoy”
Say that shit to the suede

I inhale

To catch my breath
As my thoughts
Rush back
To
You
Burgundy wined
Ivory wrapped
Beautifully trained
In onyx twine
On a beach
Surrounded by rice filled palms of well wishers
My messages in bottles
Settling
Uncorked
In the glisten of the sunset
Splashed with foam
Against rocks of reality
For I can see that
You have become
Red with happiness
As my sky
Has turned

Blue

But at least it doesn’t rain
And our vibe’s the same
A blue sky is still a sky
But there will be a part of me
Trying to hide my pain
Nostalgic
For Purple Skies

I’ve internalized my cries
My love will never die
We’ll meet one day
On a sunny day
And share each other
Until the end of time

I say this...

Trying not to cry

Copyright© CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

“103 In N.Y.C. & 7 Years From The Womb”

2005-04-16T14:14:00.001+02:00

A Commentary

by CARiMFLow

"Power to the people my lil brother" she said as I watched her through a child's eyes. I watched her walk up 135th Street and turn left onto Lennox Ave. With each bound of her step, each sway of her arm I could see the Pride of the Panthers, someone who just knew she was doing something. This is the day when black is beautiful and the afros are our haloes. I am just looking out of the window from the main floor watching the asphalt grow cause even though we poor as hell, we are reminded on Monday nights that our just keeping our heads above water… making each day as we can… only be the signs of "Good Times" and we sure as hell lucky we got them. But wanna hear little secret.... I hate that hard ass cheese, that funky ass butter and especially KIX cereal. Dayum what happened to the Captain Crunch?

"Zip up your coat" Grandma would say as we head cross the bridge from my center of the universe ...Riverton Apartments in beautiful Uptown Harlem, to another hell, the Bronx. I pause for a second or two to wave at the Circle Liner passing by and I wonder... where those white folks live cause I sure ain't seen them in my around the hood lately. As they wave back we keep walking (can’t we take a taxi sometime?). I am tugging onto her hand we pass " The House that Ruth Built”. I wonder why they just don't call it Yankee Stadium like everybody else, and who in the hell is Ruth anyway? He can't be better than #44, my man, Reggie. From the 23rd floor I seen him hit the ball so far I just knew I would catch it but it fell just out of reach.

Good thing about the living in N.Y.C. is the constant sights and sounds to stimulate the young mind. Taxis weaving in and out of traffic like a pack of bees. Just my observation tho, funny they never seem to sting the black folks… "Bailer papi”…I shake my hips and fwif my brown corduroy tuffskins (yeah…uhh huh in the summertime) dancing with this latino mami to the melodic salsa music as my grandma performs her “sizzling magic” as the best clean and press woman in all of New Yawk City…ploomb goes the glass bottle of my R.C. cola as I open it to refresh my thirst, I hate this cheap ass R.C. too... why don't grandma's cheap ass boss get a Coke machine? (and why do I gotta where a dashiki and corduroys in the summer time?)
It's the 13th of July in the 7th year of my life and it's hot and I’m bored. 103 hot ass degrees today and I'm burning up (the devil just asked me for a sip of my cola). Sporting my red afro thinking.... I should cut my plats out again so moms can gimme a beating (so, blah, blah, blah) then, I can get a baldy. I hope they open the fire hydrants again today. I hate it when the Po Po (ha ha poo poo) turns it off like it’s their job or something (go catch a criminal pig).

Today when I get home I'm gonna call Oscar and we gonna get on the monkey bars and wait for that girl Kim. I kind of like her…even though they make fun of me cause she dark and all. Even though she don’t come out in the sun, I'm gonna wait till the sun go down and check her out. Hmm… maybe I can get sum nookie in the downstairs laundry room.
Uhh oh (smile) the hot dog man has left his cart for a min (looking both ways). Dayum these things taste kind of good... shoo shoulda got me sum relish to go wit the mustard I stole (he be hiding dat shit Imma get him back …wait till he be slipping again)

As we walk back home I wonder…is this all to the world? Columbus said the world is round, but I haven't seen his ass around here either. Maybe I can get me a job at Carvel when I grow up so I can eat ice cream all day or play ball like Dr. J or sing like Michael Jackson. (sigh) Hmm well…. enough of that serious when i grow up shit…I gotta go for now yanno Batman is coming on

Power to the people… Right on to Peace

"Yours"

2005-04-16T14:14:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

If I Wrote You A Poem

I Would Be Careful Not To Show Any Ciphers Of My Fall
This Poem Would Be,
No Doubt,
Adeptly Crafted Enough
To Manifest
The Warmth Of A Budding Correspondence
Between Two Souls That Have Embarked
Onto A Touch-Free Quandary

If I Wrote You A Poem

It Would Be Absent Of Cliché
And Those Casually Formulated
Sexual Undertones
Always Prevalent In Ones Such As We,
Or Better Said Me.

No Touches,
No Feels,
No Room For Debate
Would Be Found In This Ode
Due To Technical Difficulties
Found In Our Emergency Broadcast Systems.

If I Wrote You A Poem

It Would Have To Be Read,
As We Bathed In Yellow Roses
Each Leaf Signifying A Union
Based On Mutuality And Camaraderie.
I Would Slip A Key
Into The Lock
On The Gates Of Possibility
Take Three Steps In To Explore
Then Wait For Your Crossover's Perfection.

If I Wrote You That Poem

That Poem Would Contain
The Cornucopia Of Feelings
Felt In The Rhythm Of Our Dance,
Our Laughter,
And Our Era…
Effortlessly Remembered And Transposed
Into A Song
About Us.

If I Wrote You A Poem
I Would Memorize It,
Recite It Once A Day,
And Smile

"Blink"

2005-04-16T14:13:00.000+02:00

ByCARiMFLow

In A Blink Of An Eye
The Whole World Changed
I Knew We Were Not Meant To Be
I Held Onto Your Love
I Did Not Give Up
But
It All Was Gone

In A Blink Of An Eye

Through The Night…
I Heard You Scream
In A Flash …
I Felt Your Pain
But I Thought
It Was Just A Car Passing By
I Never Would Have Thought
You Could Be Gone

In A Blink Of An Eye

All My Hopes Were Shattered…
My Fantasies Gave Way To Reality
I Became Too Old…
You Became Too Young
My Love For You
Just Did Not Seem To Matter
Cause It Was Taken Away

In A Blink Of An Eye

If I
Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time…
I Would Have Been There
Before You Hit The Ice
Then
I Would Never Have Had To Wonder
If One Day You'd Be Mine
I Would Have Just
Held Your Hand
Washed Your Hair

Instead,
Here I Am…

Sitting Here…

Helplessly In Love…

Crying

Trying Not To....

Blink

"April"

2005-04-01T14:35:00.000+02:00

By
CARIMFLOW

As April Brings Her Showers
He Showers In Her Rains
He Takes His Bath Inside Her
She Softly Calls His Name

The Candles Have Been Lit And-
Romance Is In The Air
She Knows That He Adores Her
With Him, Her Love She Shares

Who Would Have Ever Thought That
Two Hearts From So Far Away
His Voice,
His Smile,
His Humble Style
Would Chase Her Clouds Away

I Guess They Should Have Known That
Their Love Was Meant To Be
For It Had Crossed The Highest Mountains
And Traversed The Largest Sea

The Harbor Lights Were Cold The Night
The Two Walked Hand-In-Hand
While Their Hearts Raced, The Two Embraced
And The Rain Began Again

She Sighed And Said Without A Plan
"Will You Ever Break My Heart?"
He Tried To Chase Away Her Fears
But Truth Wouldn't Let Him Start

For No Matter What He Felt For Her
He Knew He Had Another
Who Loved Him More Than The Entire World
His Kids Called Her Their Mother

He Lost Her To A Broken Heart
Just Threw Those Years Away
So Now When Asked=85 What Could He Do?
He Only Looked Away

But Now He's Found His April
He's Loved Her From The Start
Truth's Really Never Been His Thing
But Maybe Here's A Start

He Said, "I'll Only Love You
What More Love Can I Say?"
I Promise, I'll Share With You All Of My Heart
And Give You More Each Day

So April's Showers Went Away
And Flowers Came With May
The Chains Were Unlocked From Her Heart
'Cause His Love Was Her's To Stay

"Giggle (An Ode to Khadija)"

2005-04-01T14:15:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLow

If…I wanted to make you giggle
I’d tickle you from behind
I’d fill your head with fantasies
And “star” you in my rhymes

I’d let you be the bossy one
And sometimes…even right
Although I’d win the arguments
I’d make-up all the fights

I’d buy yo cake
And feed yo ass
Be CARiM the perfect friend
I’d be right there
To share
To care
To make that pussy bend

If you could make the circles
I’d take the up-in-downs
I’d lick yo browns from “K”
To “A”
“Hadija” pearly down

I might even take the “wet spot”
And praise you on a thread
But first you gotta curl my toes
And not bite when giving head

I promise I won’t tell a soul
Not even her or him
And if they say
“What’s going on”?
I’ll say
“Oh we’re just friends”

If…I can make you giggle
Then we can…everyday
Thru cuts
Mouths shut
No if’s
Nor but’s
Everything will be O.K.

Just U be U
And I’ll be C
Our threads will grow in twines
And if my vibes don’t take you there
Just give my ass some time

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Sweet Candy"

2005-03-30T14:55:00.000+02:00

By
CARIMFLOW

I'm Writing You This Poem
I Hope It Makes You Smile
'Cause I Would Like To Steal Your Heart
And Stay A Little While

I'm Sorry It Has Been So Long
But You've Never Left My Mind
I Wonder If You're Safe And Warm
And If You're Doing Fine

I Know I've Never Seen Your Face
We've Shared Some Silly Thoughts
I Hope That You Take One Look At Me
'Cause I Truly Think You Ought-

To Consider Me In Your Plans, Love
If You're Truly Seeking Real
A Man Who'll Love You Through The Night
Concerned With How You Feel

I Know Now That I'm Not "All That"
You Ain't "All That" Yourself
I'm Sure That Riches Will Come My Way
With You Love As My Wealth

Sweet Candy Don't You Think It's Time
For Us To Stop This Game
I'm Willing To Have You In My Heart
If You Heart Will Do The Same

"You Came Along"

2005-03-30T14:53:00.000+02:00

By
CARiMFLoW

Excuse while I take a toke on this sigh smoke

Prologue
From the moment I heard good bye echo from my own familiar voice
I thought things would never be the same
As I walked the streets through the urban bustle
I felt a newfound emptiness in my soul, in my mind
Resigned to live with my decison I tried to maintain my stride
My neo-soulful vibe
But the sounds of those old songs had changed
No more, did my heart get that chill when I heard "Soon as I get Home"
No more, did I bob my head with the same "Ahh yeah" when I
heard "Tell Me"
No more did I want to hear the words of "I Miss YOU"
When Biggie got shot I thought I had closed a chapter of "One More
Chances" and priceless moments
It was if a part of me died that day , like, like a butterfly must
feel when he can no longer feel the warmth of his former cocoon
My world, set back into order, placed back on its correct path of
what others recognized a righteous, had irevicobly been altered to a
state where I really lost track of real

Excuse while I take a toke on this mind smoke

2nd Verse
CARiM.
Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
No bow tie for me thank you, no final calls, and absolutely no bean
pies
I'm just trying to get in touch with my mind right,
just tryin to get a handle on my life right
Get a grip
Since you things ain't been the same
We usta roll fast now I got a van in the right lane
I am Grandfather now
Ain't it sumthin how life change
Since you
I've been blue, back to black, trying to get that back that "dittty
bop" shoo
Never got over they way you loved the God
and that's real Boo

Who I Be is a nigga taken a tokes on this mind smoke

The Bridge
Peace tatoo on my arm
tears when I cry
I'm real
But you loved that tho?
REAL
poetical, spiritual, lyr-i-CAL
Me

Close
I closed my eyes and made a wish
Not one of the dayum Blue Genie wishes
But a weal wish (hard to say I know)
For LOVE.........................

And then you came along
And I........
won't have to hear my voice waver anymore.

Excuse while I take a toke on this smoke, choke

"Let's Go (To The Spoken Word)"

2005-03-30T14:52:00.000+02:00

by CARiMFLoW

I want you to take me
To the spoken word
So I can go up on the stage
And impress you girl
Put the spotlight on ya face
Cause I love you girl
Introduce ya to the crowd as
My world

I got ya wet under the table
Cause you feeling CARiM
Pull ya panties to the side
Who gives a fuck if they see
Rubb ya pearl
Crook ya neck
Play with your titty
Later on
We will be thankin
While we smoking some weed

It`s mad syllables
Bout`chu
Bout`me
How I`m strokin` ya mind?
Said
Gent-u-aly
Syllables
For your own special price
$1.23
Free your mind ova here
Bubblecoat
Hugg me

All them bitches in the club
Wit there rollin ass eyes
Ain`t a dayum thang
To us
Cause you are my prize
Light skinned
Fat ass
Wit dem pretty ass eyes
5-this
I`m 5`5"
Making Eye-To-Eye
(Love)

Like Be`Yon-ce and Jay
We be rollin` tonite
87
Left Lane down I-95
I got my 9 in my pock
So relax
It`s alright
Poconos next stop
We`ll be making love wit the lights

Ahh..On and On
We be breakin off till dawn
(light)
You`ll say
"I feel it in my tummy"
As I hit ya off right
10 inches touching ya navel
Makin` outie tonite
And you know
Dat`s right!
(tight)

Let`s go down to the spoken word
Let them view shit from our plain
Then jump the curb
Go home
Get under covers
Then smoke some
Herb
Turn our love
To Verbs

Let`s go out dere tonight
I can wear all black
You can rock all white
If everything was everythang
You would be my wife
And we could
Have Koolaid for life
(aight)

"For You By Me"

2005-03-30T14:45:00.000+02:00

By
CARIMFLOW

It Often Seems Impossible
That We Would Last Too Long
We Always Seem To Walk Away
Before They Play Our Song

By Trying To Make You Happy
I Compromise My Heart
I'd Love To Love You How You Want
But Tell Me.. Where To Start?

Our Time Is Short...It Fleets Away
You Know You'll Soon Be Gone
This Day
Our Day
Will Fade Away
But Will It Leave Our Hearts?

If U Will Put Your Hand In Mine
And Cherish Precious Times
Then We, You, Me
Will Surely Be
In Hearts, In Being, Just Fine.

"Be Careful What You Wish For"

2005-03-30T14:43:00.000+02:00

By
CARIMFLOW

I Wanna Tell You Something
"Miss Youngandsodayumfyne"
Be Careful What You Wish For
Make Sure You Take Your Time

I Feel My Words Were Wasted
I Never Meant To Cause You This
I Wished For You=85All Happiness
Of Eternal Life In Bliss

Last Night, Though, When You Left Me
I Thought Of You All Night
Of How You Would Never Love Me
And Why I Thought You Might

I Let Your Love Whisk Through The Door
Light Fresh Air Through The Night
But This Morning When I Woke Up
The Sun Was Dark Not Bright

'Cause When I Awoke This Morning
I Came To Realize
That You Would Never Be The One
To Comfort All My Cries

For Age Has Placed Me Down The Road
My Experience Long Has Passed
The Youthful Exuberance Of Your Voice
Of A Die That Has Yet To Cast

Be Careful Whom You Wish For
Don't Settle For All Those Guys
'Cause You May Not Be So Happy=85 You See
If Without Me You Will Lie

So I Wanna Tell You Something
"Miss Youngandsodayumfyne"
If You Leave Old Me.. My Love Will Fade
Just Give My Heart Some Time

"Peace And Tranquility"

2005-03-30T14:40:00.000+02:00

By
CARIMFLOW

Peace And Tranquility
That's All We Really Need
In Order To Achieve These Things, You Know
Just Need To Plant The Seeds

Of Hope That There'll Be Better Days
Where Happiness Abounds
Softly Swaying Trees And Calming Seas
Whenever It Is Around

You Can Find It Up On The Rooftop
Or In The Patter Of The Rain
I Often Find It's What I Need
To Ease Away My Pains

With It I Take This World On
Tuff Times Just Pass Me By
Sweet Sounds Of Golden Silence
Makes Hectic Pacify

What Would I Do Without You My Love?
Please Be There When I Die
As My Heart Repeats Its Final Beat
And My Breath Leaves With A Sigh

I Hope My Soul Will Shed These Bones
Through Heaven I Will Eternally Fly
Immortalized, Blessed With New Life
With The Peaceful Tranquilly

"A Good Man"

2005-03-30T14:38:00.000+02:00

By
CARiMFLoW

It's Hard To Be A Good Man
I've Been Bad Lost My Wife
It's Hard To Be A Father
And Run The Streets At Night

It's Hard To Be The Good Man
Who Walks The Walk Each Day
I Try To Keep My Heading East
While On My Rug I Pray

It's Hard To Be A Good Man
Through This World Starved For Joy
I Guess I'll Be A Good Man...One Day
But For Now, I'm Just A Boy

It's Hard To Be So Good You See
I Don't Think You Understand?
I'll Never Do Things Perfectly
For I Am Just A Man.

"A True Woman"

2005-03-21T14:20:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLow

When I think of a woman
What comes quickly to mind
Are hourglass shapings from the base of her spine
Candy apple booty good to hit from behind
A voice that makes me cheesy
An intelligent mind
She can come in all shades
Love me in different tongues
She gotta have her own shit
Grab my ass when I cum

We’ll Be Back After This Short Message:

“Everywhere I go, I’m spotted
And everything I want, I got it
Five-Five, with brown eyes
Smile like the sunshine”
(Caramel Complected)

We’re Back

See that’s what I what I’m talking bout
Asiatic beauty
Smelling Rich
When she walkabout
Saditty ass sister
Up in church
Always got to shout
Drunkest shit-talker in the car
But she won’t get out
And all that rhymes with True

When thoughts of a woman comes into my mind
I think of my mother, grandmothers and women of kind
Who keep this world together by the books that they bind
Whose beauty is always present, even to the blind
Without them there’d be no rhyme

Without them there'd be no rhyme

©CARiM/Fo Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Daydreamin'"

2005-03-21T14:19:00.000+01:00

by CARiMFLow

Thinking bout my lady
Thru the patter of the rain
My mind’s eye
Searches between each raindrop
Adding moisture to my wet dream
Although I am only dreaming
I feel myself
Somehow able to use each of my senses
Funny as it sounds
Her texture excites me
Her light fragrance dances thru my mind

Voyeuristically

I slow my breathing
My heartbeat
To become in synch with hers
I circle her spine in mind
As I unwind for a time

Until

We become song
Beat-beat
Beat-beat
Beat-beat
As we slumber together
Caught in a wet ass workday dream

Thinking bout my baby

She’s intoxicating
Her kiss draws me
Involuntarily into a smile
The next kiss is deeper
I take a breath as our lips part
Flirtatiously stealing her breath

For a time

Hands in exploration
Thru hair
Over textures
Down spines
Nimbly caressing
Entering the forbidden while
Our karma coated motions
Mixed with bi-linguistic emotions
Join us two
Into one for some
Which
If this was not a damn daydream...
Might make three from this cum

Our tempo turns to lust
Want
Need
Desire
Pain
Relaxation
Ejaculation
Fulfilling orgamization
From mental relations
Has got me on fire

As I dial her number
She ain't there
I left a message on her SMS
“911 hit me back”
Tucked myself into my waistband
And try to make it thru the rest workday

I think

It’s only three o’clock in the afternoon

Damn

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Morning"

2005-03-21T14:17:00.000+01:00

by CARiMFLow

Hmmm

My eyes awake to a brand new day / I thanked Allah / Rolled my eyes at the time / Then snoozed

After the stretch...OOOOOOOOummmm

I rolled ova / To gaze out the window / The crossing guard ushering kids off to school / Parents rushing behind / Smiles / On blushed cheeks / Laughing / Playing / Broken shit and screeching cars / In their wake / Then my thoughts turned to you / And how good / It makes me feel / To be loved / By / You

Ahhhhh

I stood in the shower / With my hands against the wall / Imagining / The warmth of the water / Was the manifestation / Of you / Not too hot / Not too cold / Just right / Snake charming my manhood’s rise / Caressing me erotically / Up and down / My spine / I turn roun’ / To let it fall down my body / As a private battle raged / Against the current / My juices sprang forth / In involuntary white streams / Elastically stretching / To catch up with / Follicles of yesterday / Swirling weightlessly / Down the drain

Mmmmm

Just thinking about you / Makes my pancakes taste sweeter / Just thinking about you / Makes my BDU’s press right / Just thinking about you / Makes me say that I love you / Just thinking about you / Makes my whole day fine

Ahhhhhem

I held onto that thought / As I took each step in stride / My car started right up / I was on my way / Jill Scott sang to me / I sang back / I pulled up to your place / You got in / Smelling / Relaxed like poetry / We drove off

Feeelin' nice

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"Proposal"

2005-03-02T14:54:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLow

I Wish That You Could Be Here
Or I Could Be With You
I Want To Make Us Smile Inside
And Cut Out All This Blue

Your Love Is Kind Of Shady
But I Love It, Cause It's Cool
I Don't Know If It's Wrong Or Right
But With You, I'm No Fool

You Have A Sexy Kind Of Sophistic Flair
Wit A Tinge Of "Round The Way"
Your Voice Is Seductive When You Are Sick
And I Hope It Stays That Way

I Hate Myself For Wanting You
But Adore Your Every Tone
I Long To Hold You In My Arms
To Enjoy You Until We Moan

I Have A Hundred Dollars
But They Won't Give Me Time
To Come And Make Your Love All Mine
To Fill You With My Rhyme

So If You Just….Please Take A Chance
I'll Meet You At The Plane
Look, You Don't Have A Thing To Lose
But Stand So Much To Gain

Don't You Wonder Sometimes…. How Things Will Go
Is Your Love The Bomb Or Mine
If Our Heart Will Join And Beat As One
Or Fail To Keep The Time

Well, I Could Go For Days And Days
How With You I Will Flow
Just Remember…If You Never Reach For Your Dreams
Your Dreams…..You'll Never Know

"Black Man, Standing In Line"

2005-03-02T14:50:00.000+01:00

a social commentary
by CARiMFLoW

When you got that good ass job
I was there
When you got passed over for that promotion
I was the one who cared
When you came home at 3 am from that business trip
I met you with a massage
When you said "Baby I wanna start my own business"
I was on the street passing out fliers

Because I loved you, girl
I supported you
I tried to help you reach whatever goal you desired

That was so long ago

Now you are a hand pushing on my forehead
Telling me "get a job"
You got that promotion
A partner now
Meanwhile
I`ve "got to go"

Your girls have become
Your support group
Your confidants
Back-up singers in your choir

I pretend I am asleep when you come home at 3 am
But I see you
Cold
Tense
Still shivering from a desktop fuck
Relaxed
Yet Tired
Tired of coming home
Tired of me

I am a black man
Decendant of Kings and warriors
Mathematicians
Of pyramidic feats
Yet in this Affirmative actionite age
I
With my HBCU education
And my Black Greek brands
Am caught in the cruel reality of
Watching my beautiful Black woman
Elegant
Intelligent
Strong
Shatter
That "glass ceiling"
While all I can do is
Sweep up the shards of glass
Left in her wake

My black woman will leave me
For the one
*Bling Blinging* in the creme escalade
He drove past us
Me and one of those faded fliers
Taped to the lightpole
Smiling
Talking to his other on his cell
Listening to our song
As he rides by

Tommorow,
I will stand in line
With my #2 pencil in hand
My burgandy tie
Waiting to be called up on the stocks
To nakedly dance my jig
Tapping like Savon to get a chance
And trying
Trying
Trying to figure out
What the hell happened

This is not poetic, it`s real, it`s known, it`s black....tragic huh?

"Blue"

2005-03-02T14:49:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLoW

I am
Feeling kinda blue today
I don't know why
Maybe it's the rain
My feeling's kinda azure blue
Wish I could dial you up
A talk to you

But

I've been
Fantasizing about you today
Imagining the way you lick your lips
Them sexy ways
Daydreaming of you lying there moisturized
While I nibble on your earlobes
Lick down your spine

Now

I feel
Incomplete
Here without my boo
I figured out "where I wanna be"
Waking up with you
Did you lose a little interest?
Do you got the flu?
It ain't me
It's all you

Maybe

I think
The vibe is gone
We've had our time
You got me stealing conversations
When you come online
Got me meet other niggas
While I stand in line
I see you've changed your username to
She_aint_got_time*

Damn

It's I
CARiMY Coolnigga
Back in online rain
Your absence got me blueing
SMH
A shame
BP sent the kid a note
"you've been burnt like flame"
You get an Award for NO GAME

Ain't that some

I am
Feeling kinda blue today
I don''t know why
Maybe it''s the rain
My feeling''s kinda azure blue
Carolina, ice, baby, royal, navy, too
My note to you

Blue

"Looking Back"

2005-03-02T14:46:00.000+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

I Wish That I Could Tell You
Just How Things Would Be
If We Could Grow Younger
Back When We Climbed In Trees

I Would Bike To Your Doorstep
Push You On The Swings
We'd Put On Us Some Disco
Like Peach And Herb We'd Sing

Just Close Your Eyes And Remember
Before We Found This Pain
We'd Get A Ride To The Movies
And Play Fight In The Rain

I Hate The Fact We Grew Up
Our Youth Moved Down The Lane
But Our Love Is As Timeless Within My Heart
And I Know You Feel The Same.

"Ticklish"

2005-03-02T14:44:00.001+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

It's Nice To Feel A Tickle
When Your Heart Is Looking Down
It's Nice To Have The Time To Spend
Whenever You're Around

It's Nice To See You Happy
The Look That's In Your Eyes
It's Nice To Feel You Quivering
As I Move Between Your Thighs

It's Nice To Taste Your Body
As I Lick You Head-To-Toe
It's Nice When You Point Your Places Out
It's Better When I Go

It's Nice To Hear You Call My Name
And Scratch It Down My Spine
It's Nice When I'm Up In Your Love
And You Let Me Take My Time

It's Nice To Lie On Top Of You
As You Gladly Meet My Strokes
It's Nice When You're On Top Of Me
And Get Yours Till I'm Broke

It's Nice To Know I'm The Man You Trust
To Satisfy Your Needs
It's Nice To Feel I've Finally Found The One
To Put My Heart At Ease

In The Morning, I Think, I'll Tickle You
We'll Have A Pillow Fight
As These Thoughts Fade Into My Dreams
It's Nice To Hear "Goodnight"

It's Nice To Feel You Tickle Me
Yea I Love It When You Try
Although I've Never Been Ticklish
I'll Laugh Cause I'm Your Guy

"Retrospective"

2005-03-02T14:44:00.000+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

I Wish I Knew Just What Goes On
In That Place You Call A Mind
I Wanna Spread The Pieces Out On The Floor
And Figure How You Wind

I Thought You Said You Loved Me
But That Was My Mistake
You Watched Me, As I Loved You
Then Watched My Dumb Heart Break

Everything That We Call Memories
Has It All Been Just A Lie?
Did You Ever Really Love Me?
Did You Really Even Try?

Remember=85It Was Not Long Ago
We Turned The Darkness Into Light
We Laughed All Through The Morning
Then Made Love Through The Night

But Your Love Had No True Feelings
This Much Love Now I Know
Twas' Frozen Up Inside You
Without A Place To Go

As Your Heart Evicted Mine
My Hopes Were Left Inside
I Pray That You Will Love My Child
Without My Love To Guide

For All I've Ever Wanted
Is To Never Bring You Pain
I Wish That We Could Go Back
To That Day In The Rain

You Looked =85Said, "Do I Know You?"
I Should've Said "No" And Lied
Yeah, I Still Would Have Been Lonely
But At Least Now I'd Have Pride

Just Think Of Me And Of My Heart
Where Cracks You Left Won't Mend
And If You Ever Tell My Wife
Of How All My Dreams Will End

See I Could Never Control A Thing
In That Place You Call Your Mind
I Pray That I'm A Sweet Memory
And Not A Waste Of Time

"Loving Imperfections"

2005-03-02T14:40:00.000+01:00

By
CARiMFLoW

If I Loved Your Imperfections
Would You Cherish Most Of Mine
If I Left My Footprints In The Sand
Would You Parallel My Strides

When I Fail To Make The First Move
Would You Act On All My Cues
Will You Sing With Me The Slow Songs
And Never Play The Blues

If Only We Would Only Place Our Disagreements
On The Table By The Door
We Could Discover Each Of Our Fantasies
By The T.V., On The Floor

I Could Cook You All Your Favorites
You Could Bring The Tangaray
We Could Make Love Until Gratified
Then Cuddle The Whole Next Day

Red Shoe Transcripts Under The Covers
Soul Food Ambiance Du Jour
In The Shower, Through Steam, Two Silhouettes
Could Throw Wet Pages On The Floor

If I Unnoticed All Your Blemishes
Kiss Your Shoulders, And Your Thighs
Will You Tell Me How You Truly Felt
When You Looked Into My Eyes

If I Loved Your Imperfections
Could You Learn To Live With Mine
If We Built Upon Our Friendship
We Would Make A Perfect Pair, In Time

"Christmas In The Summertime"

2005-03-02T14:22:00.000+01:00

(The I Don't Give A Fuck About Ya Man Remix)

by CARiMFLW

When she gives me lovin it’s like

Christmas in the summertime

I hit her slowly

Pussy purring

As I’m getting mine

I know you want sum

Take a number boy

Go hit the line

I’m touching bottom

And I think I’m gonna need sum time

She’s red-n-sexy…she’s like

Christmas in the summertime

I taste her body

Sending shivers up and down her spine

She’s getting louder

Pulls my head up

Lets it go, uhh oh here comes her wine

She tastes like berries

And I love to taste her all the time

When I’m up in UK... it’s like

Christmas in the summertime

I hit her slowly

Pussy purring

As I’m getting mine

I know you want sum

Take a number boy

Go hit the line

I’m touching bottom

And I think I’m gonna need sum time

Ole girl’s …hated by many

But I really don’t pay that shit no mind

Because her vibe,

Her kiss,

Her love,

Makes my restless heart unwind

I leave my Rolle at the door

Because (with her) I always take my time

(She got a man yo)

Who gives a fuck

I’m stroking deeply like that pussy’s mine

When we’re together …it’s like

Christmas in the summertime

I hit her slowly

Pussy purring

As I’m getting mine

I know you want sum

Take a number boy

Go hit the line

I’m touching bottom

And I think I’m gonna need sum time

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2005, all rights reserved

"For My Valentine"

2005-02-14T14:21:00.000+01:00

by CARiMFLow

I write this for my valentine /She would know who she is /If only I had the courage to let her know

I bought her a drink the other night at the club / Henny on ice, lemon-limed, with a twist / Then drank it down as she boringly played the game with that other guy / Beautifully half smiling / Head crooked to the side / Our eyes met / Then / I looked away / As she listened to his unappealing but aesthetically pleasing vibrations / He can’t love her like I can (I think) / “She needs me, not he, as her man” / I took my bottle and went my way / Alone as my song played….

I write this for my valentine / She would know who she is / If only I had the courage to let her know

I saw her today / Her rose colored lips wetly glistening off her caramel coated skin / Cool shades covering almond coated eyes / She seductively bobs moves to the rhythm of her song / Her glance smiles back at me whispering “holla at me” / As we are side-by-side / In stop lighted time for what seems like and eternity / Her vibe checks out my vibe, which seemed familiar to her but then again “no” / My eyes change colors before I look away again / I grab my dick and shift as the light changes / She’s gone

I write this for my valentine / She would know who she is / If only I had the courage to let her know / I’ve known her since the 5th grade / I folded up letters into candy-laced triangles in an attempt to spell out / What I felt but the walk from my seat to hers / Seemed so far away / She opened one of them to reveal / Five words / She looked at me / Ate my candy / And to school bus’ delight / Laughed at my audacity / Along with her friends

Bitch

"Suicide Note"

2005-02-05T14:36:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLow

Death I Await Thee
In This, My Darkest Hour
No Child
No Life
No Love
No Light
Just Emptiness Devours
My Heart
My Soul
My Shattered Goals
Dreams Of What Life Should Be
But In My Days
I've Lost
Not Gained
The Warmth That We All Need
So Lord
My Friend
My Blessed Kin
Will U Take Me Tonight?
Though I'll Be Missed
Within Your Bliss
I Know I'll Be All Right.

“From U 2 Me”

2005-02-03T14:23:00.000+01:00

By
CARiMFLow

U

I'm Happy....

I Guess I Should Start With That

I Keep Thinking That

Just Maybe

I Should Be Afraid Of That

U Know

That Thing

That Is So Hard 4 People Like Us 2 Be

Happy

Isn't It Funny

The 1 Thing We Want More Than Anything

In The World

2 Be Happy

Is The Thing We Fear The Most?

I'm Sorry

That I Had 2 Cum Along

2 Mess Up Your Plans

4 The Rest Of

Your Life

I Know

U Must Love Him,

Every Indication Tells Me So

We Also Know

That U Will Love Me,

Because Every Indication U Give

Me Tells Me So

I Shudder

2 Think Of The Scariest Thing...

That I Might 1 Day

Feel The Same

When We Are Together...

Let Me Just Say

That If I Never Am Graced

With Your Presence Again-

I Can Say

That CARiM Is A Better Man

4 Meeting U,

4 Spending Time With U,

4 Loving U

I Learn Something New And Special About U

Everyday

I Cannot Hide

The Fact That I Adore U In Every Way

U Have Been A Pleasure

2 Each And Every 1 Of My Senses

From The Look In Your Eyes

That U Give Me With Each Stroke I Provide

2 The Sounds

That U Struggle 2 Keep Inside

I Dream

Of The Feel Of Your Cool Body

As Your Temperature Starts 2 Rise

Your Gracious Lips

When They Touch Mine

The Enveloping Fragrance

Of Your Love

As I Taste U Inside

The Question Is..."What's Next?"

"That's Up 2 U"

Is All Our Cowardice

Will Dare 2 Say

"Can U Love More Than 1"

Now That Is The Question

That Yearns 2 Be Agreed Upon

In Order 4 Us 2 Proceed

We Have 2 Be Willing

2 Just Close Our Eyes

Be Willing 2 Fall

Wherever Fate May Lead Us

As I Feel

The Air Rushing Across My Lips

While Standing On This Cliff

With An Outstretched Hand...

I Ask U

" Do U Have Faith In U?”

“Do U Have Faith In Me?”,

“… In The Feelings That We Share?"

Will U Take My Hand?

I'll Have U Know

That I Am Not Afraid 2 Jump

Alone

But If I Am 2 Be Destroyed By My Passion

I Want Your Smile

2 Be The Last Thing I See

Because I Am Here 4 U Love

I Offer U My Heart,

I Offer U My Mind,

I Offer U My Body,

I Offer U My Time

4 All The Time

That I Will Ever Spend With And Without U...

U Can Rest, Always, Assured Of 1 Thing

I Will Love U

And I Can Not Love

Like I Wanna

Nor

Be Loved

Like I Wanna Be Loved

Unless U Are

Nigarishly

In Love

With

Me

©CARiM/Po People Poetry/2000, all rights reserved

"Who I Be"

2005-01-30T14:52:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLoW

Who I Be
Is not who I started out to be
Grown up to be
Really wanna be
Niggaro Me is just,
kinda who I turned out to be
5'5", Hazel Eyes
First Cal then CARiM

Who I Be
A complexical mind
Suspended in rhyme
A drummer, off beat
One tick outta time
The undercover lover with the skill of a mime
Technique, keeps em cummin
When I lay down the climb
(Grabbin mah shit while noddin uhhhhuh)

Who I be
ME
representing HBG
Morgan St MD
Glock 17
U.S. Army
Heidelberg, GE
Trying to stay P.A.I.D.
You see?

Who I be
Is a man
Who 's rhymes sometimes just don't rhyme
Who's fronts take a back seat to REAL
Who's shy once again becomes this guy.........
No lie, I am shy
Don't ask me why
(Sigh)

Who I be
I am Me
CARiM with a "C"
A true lover's hug away from where I wanna be
10 years past a new beginning for me
A father of 4 in society
Not free
A nigger, colored , afro american, black american, african american,
asiatic , mathematic, who after all of that AIN'T SHIT in this
society
Not free
Not free
Not free to be
Who
I be
I lost track of him back in 93'

Who am I?
(Shrug)

"Remembering Someone Special"

2005-01-30T14:34:00.000+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

I Met This Chick With Beautiful Eyes
Straight Cutie From The Sea
The More I Loved To Hear Her Voice
The More That She Loved Me

I Met Her In An Airport
On My Way From The West To East
She Had A Way, A Gentle Sway,
But Sexy None The Least

Her Lips Look Looked Soft As Petals
She Had Sadness In Her Eyes
I Told Her She Was Phenomenal
She Looked Back Not Surprised

Her Style Just Took My Time Away
My Layover=85 I Changed To Days
I Slyly Asked Where I Could Uhh Accommodate
She Said She'd Lead The Way

I Smelled The Breeze Of Romantic Nights
As Music Set Our Mood
Her Thighs
Her Hips
And Yes, Those Lips
Just Made This Nigga Drool

We Got Sum Food And Then A Room
Casually Sipping On Canei
We Talked Of Our Lives,
Good And Bad Times
And Ate Kentucky Fried

I Loved This Girl=85I Love This Girl
I Knew It From The Start
She Made Love To Me Eye-To-Eye
Her Passion Took My Heart

We Made Love, On Top Of The Sheets
She Enveloped All My Power
We Loved Until We Were Drenched With Sweat
Then Fucked Hard In The Shower

I Loved This Girl.. I Love This Girl
I'm Enthralled By Her Style And Class
And Fellas Let Me Tell Ya'll Something=85
You'd Love To Hit That Ass

That Was Yesterday And I'm Far Away
I Flew Home On An Orgasmic High
Though I Retained My Thuggish Ways
She Kept My Heart And Mind

If I Could Tell Her Now I'd Say
Hope Your Life Will Work Out Fine
And If I Ever Cum Back Through
Can U Break Off Some Time?

"Dreaming of You"

2005-01-30T14:33:00.000+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

I Dreamed About You Late Last Night
I Wet Dreamed, Warm With Sweat
I Felt The Flutter Of Butterflies
Like The Day When We First Met

No, We Weren't All That Erotical
Just Us Cuddling By The Fire
We Made Love Slow, Deep, Spiritually
Out Of Breath But Never Tired

Sixty-Two Minutes Of Tasting Yours
Twenty-Two Of You Tasting Mines
Eighteen...Us Kissing, Just Loving You
Ten Minutes Of Teenage Grind

In Tantric Tones, I Heard You Moan
As I Entered Your Precious Pie
Sweat-To Sweat We Slapped As I Sped My Stroke
Nipple-To-Nipple, Tip-To Clit, Eye-To-Eye

First Cum Came Quick.. Smiles Ear To Ear
My Baby Sho Do Pack The Butter
You Licked Me Down Then Back Downtown
Then Rode Me Till Four More Shudders

Through Thirteen Pages Of The Karma Sutra
We Strolled Through Sexual Hell
We Sexed All Through The Quiet Storm
And Slumbered Through The Gospel

You Woke Me Up With A Wash Then Suck
Had Me Smiling And Whistling Tunes
I Drove To Work Giving Up Right A Ways
And Leaving Mergers Room

I Dreamed About You While I Was At Work
I Speed All Through The Day
I Drove Home At Ninety To Get Some More
But I Woke Up, Mad, Anyway

"Have I Told You?"

2005-01-30T14:32:00.000+01:00

(You Are Beautiful)"

By CARIMFLOW

Have I Told You...You Are Beautiful
Have I Told You Are Fine
Have I Told You Are The One I Love
And I'm Glad That You Are Mine

Have I Told You=...You Are Special
How I Cherish The Love We Share
How Warm And Safe This Nigga Feels
When You Tell Me That You Care

Have You Ever Wanted To Fly Away
To Jamaica, With Me, Your Man
Make Love In Water Crystal Blue
Have Sex On The Jet-Black Sand

Have I Told How You Feel To Me
As We Sleep, Naked, At Night
How You Keep Me Warm Within Your Arms
While I Hold Ya Body Tight

Have You Noticed I've Unpacked My Bags
Cause Boo No Other Woman Could Compare
You're The One I've Hoped For All My Days
And I Ain't Never Going Nowhere

I'm Just Gonna Cherish You, And Appreciate You
Make Your Red Kool-Aid Each Day
You'll Never Wonder Again Just Whom I Love
Cause My Heart Is Sprung To Stay

Have I Told You...You Are Beautiful?
Have I Told You Are Fine?
Have I Told You Are The One I Love?
And I'm Glad That You Are Mine

"To Philly...With Love"

2005-01-30T14:31:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLow

I Hope This Finds You Warm And Safe
It Finds You Doing All Right
Through This What Seems My Darkest Days
I See You As My Light

What Do I Write To Someone
Who With I Wanna Spend My Days
Should I Just Buy Your Heart With Gifts
And Shower You With Praise

Will Trinkets, Cards, And Flowers Show
I Wanna Share My World
I Want, One Day, Our Kids To Play
And You To Be My Girl

Can I Soon Be The Man You Call
To Ease Your Restless Nights
I'll Tiptoe By Your Lil Man's Room
And Leave Before The Light

I Wanna Share That Grown-Up Love
With Which We Can Grow Old
To See Your Face As My Life Passes By
And Leaves My Body Cold

We Can Walk Down South St. Holding Hands
Get Peaches And Carim Tattoos
Eat Cheesesteaks, Drink Welch's Grapes
And Buy Some Red Balloons

At Twelve O'five On Power Ninety-Nine
I'll Dedicate My Heart
With My Long And Your Pierced Tongue
We'll Turn Our Love To Art

See Now You Got Me Horny
My Seeds, Nowhere To Go
Each Time I Have These Thoughts Of You
I Glisten Then I Flow

What Shall I Write? I Do Not Know
But It's What I Have To Do
My Shyness I Will Placed Aside
To Express That My Desire For You

"Melancholy"

2005-01-30T14:30:00.000+01:00

By CARiMFLow

Last Night He Cried A Silent Cry
He Felt So All Alone
He Tried To Sleep, But Lied Awake
In The Darkness And The Cold

Through Days He Staged A Masquerade
Most Cordial At The Ball
Then Drowned His Sorrows Within A Glass
Ashamed He Had Fooled Them All

Allah, He Had Not Seen In Days
His Rug Was Soiled And Frayed
He Was Lost Within A Sea Of Thoughts
And Wondered If He Would Be Saved

At Times He Thought: "I Will Just End It All"
But His Cowardice Feared The Pain
In Vain Existence, He Just Lived His Life
In A Melancholic Rain

Hopeless Mortality Had Gripped His Soul
He Felt Time Slipping Away
He Just Wanted To Be Truly Known By One
Before His Judgment Day

He Wished Upon The Stars Each Night
For Understanding To Come His Way
He Would Turn And Walk As The Clouds Rolled In
Saying: "Maybe Not Today"

Would He Find Love?
Would He Find Self?
Regain Sensibility?
Or Had Those Days Of Hope Passed By
Like The Wind Beneath The Leaves

He Did Not Know If He Would, Or Should, Come Out
To Fight Round Thirty-One In Such Despair
He Was Tired, He Was Weak, And He Did Not Have The Time
For He Had Lost His Will To Care

He Wished Someone To Come Along
To Take The Time To Hold His Hand
She Would Listen, Then Love And Understand
Just Me For Who I Am

Through Days He Staged A Masquerade
Most Cordial At The Ball
Then Drown His Sorrows Within A Glass
Ashamed He Had Fooled Them All

Last Night He Cried A Silent Cry
He Felt So All Alone
He Tried To Sleep, But Lied Awake
In The Darkness And The Cold

I Think About Him Late Most Night Nights
When The Silence Takes Hold Of The Day
I Look In The Mirror And Say To That Man
Hay Bro You'll Be Ok

"As Light Fades Into Darkness"

2005-01-26T14:25:00.000+01:00

By
CARIMFLOW

As Light Fades Into Darkness
The Feel Of You Inside
The Air Of Ecstasy Surrounds Us
As We Achieve Our High

Our Hearts Beat-Beat In Counts Of Four
Our Bodies Intertwined
As Light Fades Into Darkness
I Gaze Into Your Eyes

Cool Nights We've Spent Together
Warmed As We Leave The Door
We Strive To Reach Orgasmic Planes
And Always Keep The Score

Of Who Did What To Who And How
Like Virgins In A Fight
Just Pleased That We Have Found The Way
To Bring Darkness To The Light

See Opposites Have Attracted
Forged Together By Candlelight
We Smile From The Different Textures
Your Darkness And My Light

As Light Fades Into Darkness
I Pray Love That You Know
That I Will Always Have You In My Heart
Wherever I May Go

The Sands Of This Night Are Sifting Away
And In The Morning, Well, Who Knows?
Until Then, I'll Take Three More Rounds Of Light
And I'll Go With Your Flow.

"Rejuvenation"

2005-01-21T14:26:00.000+01:00

By CARIMFLOW

I Step Into The Shower
With The Hope Of Washing My Sins Away
Each Drop Of Life Bearing Water
Cleanses My Past From Every Pore
From The Top Of My Head
I Am Careful Not To Wet My Face
Down Each Glistening Hair Of My Body
To The Tile Of The Floor
Rinsing Out The Accumulated Filth
Which Has Been Littering My Soul

I Stand Here Spinning Slowing Around
Embittered....
Alone...
In This Porcelain Confessional
Naked And Crying Under
The Weight Of A Thousand Teardrops
I Watch As Each Repented Sin
Each Speck Of Today And Yesterday
Washes Away Into A Drain Of Unshattered Tomorrow's
And I Feel...
In The Company Of
Peace

With Each Swirl Of My Loafa
I Feel The Rejoice Of My Skin
Newly Reborn And Free
Free From The Dryness Of My Past
Rejoice!
This The Dawning Of A New Day
A New Me...
A New Man....
Encapsulated...
In The Orgasmic Tingle Of My Skin
I Feel Refreshed
I Feel Saved

I Can Go On

Tired

2004-10-17T10:48:00.000+02:00

(an original song by CARiMFLow...performed by Christa)

Verse I

We made love like no tomorrow
Half a tick before the dawn
The smell of him lingered
Against my heart well into the morn
Cause for him I was wide open
He stole my breath I could not yawn
Then he left me for another
Just as soon as we begun

I cried for hours just to see him
Camped in shadows on his lawn
How could I have fallen for his game I cried
Was my loving not what he want
How could he just walk away from me
In the middle of the storm
I thought he’d never do me harm
But now I know that I was wrong

Chorus

See I’m tired of always giving
Without ever getting back
And I’m tired of always settling
And then taking up the slack
Wonder why I have to settle
For a love that’s always cracked
Tell me how to cure this addiction
Without an arm so full of tracks
Well I never
Open my heart again
Unless this girl is getting more love back

Verse II

It’s been months since that rainy night
And I think I got my groove
Even wore my high heels to the club
To make all the fellas swoon
There will be no giving into all this passion
All this good loving I have inside
I spend my passionate nights with my little friend
Don’t have to worry about my pride
I think its gonna be a long long time
Till I find me Mr. Right
But at least I on my own lease to life
And pay my own damn lights

Chorus

Because I’m tired of always giving
Without ever getting back
And I’m tired of always settling
And then taking up the slack
Wonder why I have to settle
For a love that’s always cracked
Tell me how to cure this addiction
Without an arm so full of tracks
Well I will never
Open my heart again
Unless the girl is getting more love back

Bridge

I know I am somebody
Who can be secure and strong
Someone who’ll make that special man
Orgasm all night long
But I heard if you stop looking
He’ll be right here in no time
So this time
No lame, no game, no same ole lies

Because I

Because I’m

So damn…tired of always giving
Without ever getting back
And I’m tired of always settling
And then taking up the slack
Wonder why I have to settle
For a love that’s always cracked
Tell me how to cure this addiction
Without an arm so full of tracks
Well I will never
Open my heart again
Unless this girl is getting more love back

Hmm Hmmm
I have…my…pride……

(song fades)

2005/Fo Po People Poertry/ "Your smile is my copyright"

"Apology"

2004-09-07T14:42:00.000+02:00

By CARiMFLow

I'm Sorry For The Things I've Done
I'm Sorry For Things I'll Do
I Know You've Counted Many Lies
For Once With You I'm True

I Do Love You With All My Heart
I Hate I've Shown You Late
I Know You Tried To Be My Wife
It Was I Who Chose To Break

The Vows We Made
To Have...To Hold...Forever And A Day
You Gave Me Years, I've Gave You Tears
And Threw Your Trust Away

How I Wish To Turn The Hands Of Time
Back When We Made Our Start
I'd Do Things Right, Stay Home At Night
And Give You All My Heart

I Married You Because I Loved You, Girl
And The World Said, "We Were Right"
Where Was The World When We Slipped Away
To Late Night Fuss And Fights

I Love You. Does That Mean Anything?
After This Seven Year Fall From Grace
I'm Scared That One Day Our Sun Will Set
And I'll Never See Your Face

I Hate Myself For The Things I've Done
To Cause You All This Pain
I Hate Myself For Leaving You
Unsheltered In Life's Rains

Where I'm From

2000-10-19T17:18:00.000+02:00

Harrisburg, PA

"Who is CARiMFLow?"

2000-10-19T15:25:00.000+02:00

C. Bernard Merritt AKA CARiMFLow

"To know me is to know that I can't spell worth a damn"

What are you about? I am CARiM, which is the name I was given when I converted to Islam when I was 17. This name means "generous" which best describes my nature. I also am know by my goverment name CALVIN which most use to piss me off...and DADDY by my contributions to society.

How did you grow up? I guess I call Harrisburg, PA my home, but my conscienness was cultivated right off of 135th st and Madison in Harlem NYC. My father was inabsentia, my Mom was in the AF so I bounced from from my Aunt and Uncle's relative to my Grandma's in North Carolina spending most of my life riding in a car up and down I-95. While in the military I called home FT Jackson, SC (Columbia); FT Benning, GA (Columbus); FT Bragg, NC (Fayetteville); FT Campbell, KY (Clarksville, TN); Albrook AFS, Panama (Panama City, Panama); Pittsburgh MEPS, PA (Pittsburgh); Yongsan, Korea (Youngsan); FT Bliss, TX (El Paso); Dharan, Saudi Arabia (Operation Desert Storm); Kabul, Afghanistan (Operation Enduring Freedom). So my eyes have seen every poor neighborhod from here to timbuktu and I still was able to get my hands on my block of welfare cheeze and butter....cheeze and eggs anyone?

What's important to you? To be understood, heard and respected for who I am, a black man and a poet. I also am very involved in elevating the social condition of young peope in my

community. Stay tuned for my book...

What are your dislikes, likes? I am a sucker for complex beautiful women, with intelligent minds, and soft hearts. I dislike, inconsiderate and judegmental people...I am deep...so it takes time to figure me out...

Where are you headed? I want to go onto coach college basketball. I also plan to one-day teach African American Studies at a Historically Black University. Finally, all I can ask for is a New Orleans' style funeral, in a shroud, buried surrounded by loved ones, facing Mecca.

Whats' in a name?

CARiM : Cee+Allah+Ruler of All+I+Master broken down scientifically into Supreme Alphabetic terms (5% NOGE) my Islamic name is CARiM which means generous...of which the "i is never bold, never capital..signifying my humble nature

FLow : pays homage to my style while I am manifesting knowledge to the hearts and minds of others through my poetry..

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1996-07-06T12:40:00.000+02:00

I decided to post a song I'm diggin' these days...kinda like a theme song for these times. I think it fits me like a glove because it's deep, smooth, positively Black, and poetic...like C..

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