LEAVES FOR DIAMNOND'S EX-HUSTLER

A Modern Urban Drama......

LEAVES FOR DIAMNOND'S EX-HUSTLER

Leaves for Diamond’s Ex-hustler

Groaning since he is not here to
Turn me over
Slicing through the crisp nightlife
I am a night crawler
But without my hustler…I pale in the
Glow and glitter of the hype
Since he’s been down and dethroned by the FEDS
Emptiness
Loneliness
It is what I am constantly fed
So this is what his BABy will do
Pull out some leaves and hope that inside of this message
Her essence her vibe
Her exacerbation of his absence will shine and prove
That
NO one can take the place of him in her heart
The flash KINGS
The Maserati drivers
The rain makers
The Big BIG grinders….has taken away the intensity she has
See…
He is my sun moon and stars
Dippin in and outta the most trendy of bars
Licking my lips
And saying
Put that lip glass back on
Diamond’s EX-hustler gone
Gone from the scene where he made the
Sun shame
The yellow Diamond King
Mind is in overflow
So
Leaves is being sent
To a uniformed man
A picture is being touched
Placed onto a cold colorless wall
Bringing a smile in the morning hours
Giving an erotic fantasy for the midnight that follows
What are we going to do?
What am to do with my Daddy away?

Fleeing the scene
Of a crowed spot
Caviar and Russian Vodka
Stop
Pick up a round of Brie
Curl up
Inside of a Den filled with cold sheets
Press rewind
And relive the best of our good times

Morning….

BABy©2010…The Diamond.

Reviews

[MS. BABy]

MUSE...SMILE...THANK U

[Muse]

You make a difficult reality look enticing. It also gave me a taste of sugar. xo

[MS. BABy]

thank u marie

[Marie Harrison]

Loved it! Lots of passion.

[MS. BABy]

grinning...

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Pure excellence in this chapter Baby.

[MS. BABy]

thanks so much

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Wow... very nice. I like this a lot.

[Coyote Poetry]

Some world are harder then others. I was raised in the Detroit streets. I was lucky I join the Army at eighteen and learn common sense. All my friends and brother's are dead. Your poem told a real story. Easy money, easy woman and a lot of bad folks hanging around. Easy to find yourself in a bad place. A powerful opening chapter. A outstanding chapter. I like the photos.
Coyote

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is a dose of harsh reality spiked with an artistic twist. The emotions you brought out here are the kind that haunt so many out there today. Compelling reading.