"Wifey/Shoutouts"

[saminzi]

**HIii:wave:

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Here’s another banger for yall to read,
There are 2 things that ppl don t want ,
a liar and a biter,
What I speak is real, I ALWAYS been a “survivor”
I love to read poems, I brainstorm durin classes,
My(our ..from all men side ) “concept” in life is to find a woman thats right,
So we can “K-SHINE” so bright, to impare ones sight,
My definition of “essence” of beauty,
Is a woman with a good head on her shoulders,
It aint all about the booty,
She aint got to be dope, wearing make-up and stuff,
“Truth” is that I dont really have game, Im not frontin,
But when it come to treatin a lady right,
I turn into the “King of Hearts” or suttin,
No one has a perfect relationship, everyone knows
That when you get involved with someone,
Theres always that “Rocky” road,
Everyone kisses and makes up to show that they care,
The man would give her flowers and maybe a “teddii” bear,
Our make-up eee would the best cuz we’ll steam up like a sauna,
She’ll be screamin out “daddy!” while i’m sayin hush “lil mama”,
I may be from the hood, but i know how to act right,
I’ll take shorty to a nice restaurant where we’ll listen to “Jaz” all night,
I need a wifey in my life that’ll always tell “Tha Truth”
So that one day we’ll walk down that isle, she’ll be wearing a dress and i’ll be wearing a suit.**

[decent_Felow]

Re: "Wifey/Shoutouts"

Girti
Deewaron
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Aangan
Mein
Zindah
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Chal rein dey
rein dey
Chal rein deyyyyyyyyyy
mery dill da haal mainu kein dey
ikk bay misaal sermaya
mein ney apna haath sey gavanya
Meinu kush na bol chup sehain dey
Chal rein deyeyeyeyeyeye
chal rein deyeyeyeyeyeye
rein deyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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waiting for the time,
when,
there 'll be dark all around,
when all i can indentify,
will be just a sound,
dark all around,
dark all arround.

@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>@>A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. I am ashamed of myself, and because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.

The bearer said to the pot, Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side that's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house

Moral:

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But should water the other,with our attitude,with our jokes,with our words,becouse all the humans are like flowers "
Thats wat i think i should be,

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