Queen Rain

Queen Rain

A Poem by Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX

in deaths chamber listnenin to the rapture of distant chatter

i heard a demonic barratone say...

 

"if only they knew rain would wash away the pain

Prince "Adore" would they

 

that rain, reigns as kang as the changer of thangs, the free-r of invisible pressure

an principled prince fears

 

the cheers the world would hear

 

4 rain is pure pleasure, erotic eroticism. the enemy of stoics 

graceful grace, the feelin of your greatest luv on your face

 

pure purification that purifys impurites

luv's pharamones...

 

So...Hail Queen Rain

 

the commencement of sacred ceremonial ceremonies

for the 3rd breath

liquid prana

 

the water barrier bares life in every dew drop she drops

the moistness of every drop flavors

while your spirit jealously savours the tales told by the soul of

such a righestous gift felt, not just told

 

from soul to soul

to spirit young to spirit ol'

she

adds life to life

so clear when she brings moments of clarity

clearing away the illusions of  "The Day StaR"

washing away the residue of the day away

 

she

cleanse-s you up so your feelin your best

got you lookin your best

 

be reborn in her storm

for she's the fingerprint of gods ever lovin touch

taste natures rejoicefull tears

 

feel what it is to simply "Be"....

 

question...if known would they cry now...for what was missed

would it come out in there urine...pissed

 

if they only knew...would they then walk out in the rain unclothed...

would they change"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

" i say......................"

 

 

 

 

 

4 finga's an a pen....

© 2009 Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX


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This made me smile in more ways than one.

Your cross of words show you have wisdom... the way you place them together shows you have a connection.

The way you metaphorically make your way down the page always amazes me.

the water barrier bares life in every dew drop she drops
the moistness of every drop flavors
while your spirit jealously savours the tales told by the soul of
such a righestous gift felt, not just told

These were my favorite lines. Spoke to me the most.

It's you who makes me want to step my game up.

Bless!

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX
Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX

Chicago, IL, Belize



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