She didnt know love "Repost"

She didnt know love "Repost"

A Poem by Xeru
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This is one of my favorate joints...Probably the first thing I wrote that made me think I could write. I had it up before and took it down when I closed my page. But i have decided to repost it as a reminder to myself to keep writing and refine myself.

"

She thought Love had rules...

Conditions of Existence....

So I Split Atoms with my desire...

Showed her Love's Persistence...

She got Maimed before...

Knocking on Love's Door...

But Love makes Deliveries like the mailman...

Comes at its own Time..

Nothing Less...Nothing More...

But when That delivery was made...

She didnt answer the door...

Treated "L" like a Jehovah's Witness...

Abhored "L" to the heart core...

But a message was left...

To pick up her package at the mailstore...

There was no date of delivery or pickup...

So she waited a little more...

To try to make it even...

Try to settle the score...

She saw love differently now...

Not as a Gift but as a chore...

So she made some new friends...

Ego...Materialism..."Self"ishness...and a couple of more...

Her new friends had their own rules...

But with them she could manage...

Because her control came from her knowing their motivations...

Which gave her the clear cut advantage...

Love never did such a thing...

So she thought she was better off...

Dealing with the hardcore actual factual of things...

Where Love just made her soft...

Even though she kept them around...Her new friends didnt give a damn about her...

Ego was too busy being fly...Materialism's lightweighted flakyness had him dangling in the sky..."Self"ishness was wondering how can u deal with these two...it should just be me and u...ride or die...

The others faught for position but their intentions were clear...

They all wanted to be the best friend...

And the others could get the fuckouttahere...

But she wanted to keep them all together...

Cause maybe she could create Love on her own...

Giving all her friends just a little bit of her to taste...

But the Whole her...none of them would own...

She secretly wondered if Love was still at the Mailstore...

Waiting to be picked up...

Because even tho her friends got her by...

Those niggaz really sucked...

Cause she knew her friends had rules and conditions...that could make them go away...

While she heard that if she got "Real" Love...

"L" would be forced to stay...

She called the mailstore...when her friends werent paying attention...

To find out if Love was still there...Call back if so...And to her friends Never Mention...

But the clerk said i cant give that kind of info over the phone...u gonna have to come in...

So she hops in the car...but loathes the situation...if Love aint there this time...my emotions are going on detention...

She walks threw the door of the mailstore...with 5 minutes till close...

She gives the clerk her slip and sez...I need a package that is here for me...I'm the one that Love chose...

The clerk looks for the Package...but its no where to be found...on the shelves...in back...in the basement...on the ground...

The Clerk says its not here...It probably got shipped back to its owner...

She leaves the mailstore pissed off and sad and sez...I'm tired of tryin...probably better off being a loner...

She walks in the house and drops keys...Her friends left...geez what kind of pals are these!

She flops on the couch...turns on the T.V...in the side of her eye...What does she see?...

A box that sez from love..."sorry u had to wait for me"i wasnt finished preparing myself for u"open me up and see"...

It was my unconditional love...from now past infinity...keys to my heart...

Ownership to keep...

© 2008 Xeru


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Treated "L" like a Jehovah's Witness? Laughed out loud - that's a perfect way to describe how some will run as far and fast as they can from what could be exactly what they need.
This is a love story with all the details that a Harlequin romance could ask for: I hate you, I hate you, I hate you...(last five pages of the book) My love! You've come at last!
Probably didn't mean it to be funny, but love IS funny, and should be fun, not fearful. Was so glad when I got to the end and there it was! A hip hop fairy tale? Well done.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Xeru I love this! I could find myself all through this. In particular, it reminds me of my first love. I didn't know he was until later after it was too late, after I didn't fight to keep it, untl after he had moved on and built a beautiful family that he deserved. Of all the things I have thrown away in my life, I regret that the most and I see this all through your words. thanks for this; it's perfect! Shelly

Posted 15 Years Ago


Xeru da Damaja!!!!! Kid, you are so dope! Give you a beat and you'd be one of my favorite MCs!! This is so up my alley. It's clever and well thought out. But I wouldn't have let the b***h get the package at the end though! She should've accepted it at the beginning! Kidding. There were so many great moments....

"But when That delivery was made...
She didn't answer the door....
Treated "L" like a Jehovah's Witness....
Abhored "L" to the heart core" ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!?!

YOU A F*****G GENIUS HOMIE!!!

"Selfishness was wondering how you can deal with these two..."

Xeru, you killing them!!!! I woke my roommate up laughing at that bar! The whole piece is filthy kid! You know you're incredible and I can't wait for the collab. Fingers snapping and they're tired.....

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a very inspiring poem. I have to say I really like it, it is very honest and you can definitely write. Keep up the good work I look forward to hearing more great stuff from you.

Posted 15 Years Ago


I LOVE this its very inspiring... and yeah you can write LoL... so keep doing it luv:)

Posted 16 Years Ago


I think people should really be falling thru to get a load of the stuff you spit, man. I'm excited about the prospects of having another brutha who is positive and open and honest.....seeing life thru a common mans eyes.

This piece was light and refreshing; as well as intelligent, with nice flow. Yeah, you can write.....

Dope joint.

Peoples

Posted 16 Years Ago



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