Beyond Swag

Disclaimer: This is not a real poem. Just a writing exercise based on a random word given to me by a random follower which happened to be 'swag'. Enjoy.

I never had swag,

Just the gait and the traits of a great,

My fate’s been replaced

Or maybe it’s just mutated,

Because young and black in America

Life’s supposed to be terrible,

But I’m just terribly terrorizing the status quo,

No swagger though

I got the women you turned up your whole swagger fo’,

I only deal with ladies

Chris Paul, I’m quick to pass on hoes,

Looking good as hell

And as a plus, I do it with no swagger so

The look dumb and stupid when they try to swagger jack him Oh,

M-G, It’s D. Glasper,

Mr. Fantastic,

Mr. ‘if you don’t like me you can kiss my damn ass’,

Man I know this poem’s less a poem, more a damn rap,

But damn that,

I write what I feel, I’ll type it and seal it up

And mail it in an envelope full of anthrax,

So close your mouth before it gets jampacked with tampax,

Damn that’s nasty, they ask how I do it

Then they try to jack my swag , they foolish.

#NoMoreSwag

For The Freaks Pt. 7 (Equal Adversaries)

It’s been a week and she thinks it’s been forever,

She’s been a freak but I think I made her better,

I call her up and when she sees my name on that cell,

She’s down for whatever, Whenever, Wherever,

Maxwell,

She says she can quit it when she wants,

But that isn’t what she wants at all,

She loves it, she won’t ever let it go because she wants it all,

She knows that thing is mine like I trademarked it,

Sometimes it ain’t the product it’s all about how you market it,

And when it comes to marketing, I’m Steve Jobs,

As I bite the apple,

She’s still tryin to fight the battle,

Trying to deny it’s mine, she’ll never get it back,

Because when I touch her it’s like when the elements attack,

I ignite her fire, get her drenched, and make her earthquake,

All after she gets her windy day on,

Sexual sessions too interesting, wondering where the day’s gone,

I was supposed to chill with my homies but I stayed home,

Because she got me, just like I own her,

Ecstasy is whenever I’m on her,

She doesn’t know she’s my drug, but I know that I’m her cocaine,

But it kills me the way she takes me to Nirvana, Kurt Cobain,

Every stroke is pure gold,

Like the Tiger Woods of old,

If I’m gone for a day it feels like a month on the road,

Spent an hour just thinking of how she rode

And everybody knows, but nobody really knows,

And she’s a real know-it-all, she graduated Rhodes,

Good brains sometimes are better than a beautiful mind,

And as she runs manicured cuticles down my spine,

While I go in it to R. Kelly’s Bump N’ Grind

It still feels like a very first time,

The climaxes still lead to spine scratching,

Shoulder biting, so exciting,

Whether it takes all night

Or I quick strike it like a bolt of lightning,

I always feel her body tighten,

And see her eyes widen,

Now she just lets it all go she doesn’t try to fight it,

Now she can’t even hold her composure as she tries to ride it,

She tells me to get behind it,

And as I get it inside it feeling like I boss it,

She throws it back at me and I’m reminded.

For The Freaks Pt. 6 (The Retraction) by Krys

I messed up and admitted
That I was addicted
To what his dick did
And now his head is swole
Because I enjoyed his pole in my hole
Indeed the meat was good
Wouldn't take it back if I could
Try it for yourself, you should
I promise you'll be mesmerized by the wood
Now he's cocky
Chest poked out because he got me
I get jealous when he's stroking someone that's not me
Mad at myself because being jealous is not me
I rule the meat it doesn't rule me
Instead I let it defeat me and make a fool of me
The way he hits me with that ooh wee
I can't believe I let it be
But still my services I render
Let him eat me up and beat me up as I surrender
Tries to make me feel special with the candles lit
While he's laying there stroking his dick
Beckons for me to come lick the tip
I'm groaning inside this man is a trip
As I rest on my knees and do my duty
His hands gripping on my booty
Moaning in pleasure he says girl come and do me
I am addicted to the way he screws me
But I can't seem to get away
This lustful game that we play
Throw it back at me is what I hear him say
Got me running back for more everyday
I'm throbbing, he's thrusting
He's pounding, I'm gushing
We're slipping and sliding
This passion's subsiding
My climax is rising
Cum faces I'm hiding
He's stroking and gliding
I'm sattled and riding
Holding back this orgasm I'm trying
As I'm wiggling, squirming, and crying
He's feeling like he's the grand champion
And I'm screaming but this battle can't be won
As mad as I am I keep coming back
He calls up my cell and I stop in my tracks
Because I always get caught up in those flashbacks
And I can never seem to flashback
To the point where my nookie was supreme
When he begged to get my cookies and cream
Instead my lips moved to quick
I messed up and admitted
That I was addicted
To what his dick did
Now he thinks he owns it
It's not his, I merely loaned it...

For The Freaks Pt. 5 (The Contract)

The Contract

I see you’ve become a daily subscriber,
As I’m lying in my boxers waiting for your arrival,
Lights out, Candles lit,
Slow jams playin Usher, Can you handle it?
I’ll be damned if you don’t scream my name a million times,
Making your body feel ecstasy as you take your nails and dig in in mine,
I hear the doorbell… dinner time,
I twist the lock, slide out the latch,
Immediately you grab me, hands slide down my back,
Seductive moans, Passionate kisses,
I try to slow you but I love that you’re acting relentless,
Eyes blazing, I can tell that your ass is addicted,
Come get your fix,
Take this dick and wrap your lips around it,
Before I enter I would like to drown inside your fountain,
I’m chasing waterfalls,
Love to see your face as this water falls
Down my tongue and fills me up,
Delicious, just came and got another one building up,
Come be my nympho,
But slow down the tempo,
I don’t wanna rush tonight,
Your body’s shaking
Because you can’t take waiting,
Teasing you, pleasing you, building anticipation,
Your eyes plead with me
To come give you a piece of me,
Cuz when you get this high is the only time you sleep peacefully,
You whisper, “please daddy, I love you”
You don’t love me; you love what I do,
The stroke is perfect,
Plus the side effects of the dope is worth it,
You know I work it like nobody ever worked it,
My dick is real hard,
I whip it, whip it real hard,
You addicted,
I can see it got you tripping, tripping real hard,
Slipping, slipping
Oops, I slipped inside,
I see your eyes widen,
Hadn’t braced your body for the ride,
Now the pleasure is too much,
You screaming about to nut,
Your body convulses,
Heart beating so fast I can feel it pulsing,
“DAMN YOU BOY”
I see the tears fall slowly,
Passed out on the floor,
Now I know I own it…