This is all about two people sharing their intellectual thoughts, and ideas. We're two people that love writing poetry, we feel it's a good way to express many things in a written form. So, that's what we're all about! Hope you enjoy!! Thanks, Ku & Nique

Friday, September 09, 2005

One Bad Storm.. by Nique

when its cold outside..
when the water is awefully high..
when you have nothing left..
when you can't think of the best..
the tears pour constantly down your face..
your life is now like a neverending maze..
you are devastated forever..
it's the most unbelievable weather..
feeling like it's the end of the world..
so, many lost babies: boy & gurls..
so, many lost lives.. so, hard to survive..
you're all lonely & scared to death..
everyone is at top risk for bad health..
so, many missing family members..
so, many thoughts hard to remember..
who has your back.. who will help you relax..
when you close your eyes..
& still wake up to many surprises..
wondering where you will sleep..
wondering just how this so deep..
wondering how secure you are..
only IF you can see the shining star..
have you really lost your life..
will things ever get back right..
praying with every breath..
praying until you have no worship left..
believing you will make it..
you will make it through this firery pit..

P.U.S.H. -- PUSH UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENS
DEDICATED TO ALL THE VICTIMS OF KATRINA

Will I Make It.. by Nique

will i make it.. will i survive the brutal hit..
live through the pain, find the strength to remain..
not allow anyone to change me, & always stay free..
prove my life, & make it through the fight..
challenge the world, & make it through the night..
be the spontaneous person i am, do all i can..
how high will i be to have peace, to have relief..
to be able to help myself & others, to go further..
will i make it.. will i respond in time..
will i be at the beginning or the end of the line..
practicing making perfect, & getting much respect..
will it really be alright.. or will i have to travel the height..
how many wars will i have to go through..
how many STOPS will i come too..
will the struggle get any harder, will it become rough..
will i be told over, & over the same stuff..
how far do i actually think i'll get..
in this crazy world, will i ever fit..

Nique #22

Saturday, September 03, 2005

~*~First Born~*~


Dedicated to my first born..

I know your not blood..
But, I can't tell..
I'll do all, to ensure you're well..
You mean so much to me, in so many ways..
I thank god for you, from day to days..
You are my little pride & joy..
Your ma gave me the chance..
To be in your life, & dance..
And, I promise you will never be without..
There will never be a day you have to pout..
I will cheerish you with all I got..
Whether its a little or alot..
I know you can't talk, or walk..
But, you understand just fine..
So, understand you are mine..
My baby forever, & ever..

<3 I love you, Zanyah TyJae <3

Nique #22