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Alphaflomegaman
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Name: Ste'phane
Birthday: 3/25/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Writing, reading, movie production, spoken word, entrepreneurship, and people of like mind, digital media, and hypnosis.
Expertise: Persuasive and hypnotic writing.
Occupation: Freelance writer
Industry: Direct Mail
Message: message me
AIM:  boutbiznis
Member Since:
8/18/2006
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|  (look at that paper crown. lmao.) moving on to a new level. see yall there
www.xanga.com/arrive__arcane This is my new site. I had to get a new one to be enabled to post in a blogring. I don't know why, but it had to be done. Find me there and i'll be starting over from #1. So i'll start the whole thing over and drop 1,000 flows as Arrive' Arcane, the man who so few actually know. That's my new spot. | | |
| Welcome to another poetic blog from Alphaflomegaman. I thank you for stopping by to critique and read my work. Shout out to Ciao for allowing herself vulnerable to the 'hounds' by saying that she'll answer 6 questions from anybody about anything. Wow. brave soul sister aunt T. Lie for me....Enjoy Love 
i'll leave you with the feather in which i write my rhymes/ it's as angellic as your are, i call my pen your name, Divine/ lie for me, allow me to paint passionate coats of color over you/ we'll co-create a vivid country of fantasies that we can rover through/ i'll be like a farmer that plants kisses in your secret garden/ our synergistic force is charging, our delicateness could never harden/ let me unlock your hair and swim in your mind/ i'll ring your cerebellum with a tender grace that'll travel down your spine/ lie for me, let me savor the chocolateness of your kiss/ every tryst is accompanied with an absolute bliss, you're my granted wish/ you're the piece that completes me, my puzzling life is whole/ you're the spirit of my soul, you and i were casted out of the same mold/ you can sleep soundly knowing that you're safe in my keeping/ you've been the residual richness that i've been reaping, and the springs of heaven have been leaking/ everyday you drip onto me a liquid as rich as the tea from celestial kettles/ you've swept me across the galaxy like debris and within your heart i pleasingly settle/ we swirl and twirl in our love making like calligraphic symbols/ you're the most desired view of man's eye, and you just happen to be outside of my soul's windows/ a heart is a home and this is where you reside/ lie for me, next to me, stay by my side ©2008 Ste'phane Parker | | |
| I'm feeling good tonight. Thanks rhea. love 
I don't need directions i just need more affection/ that'll lead me to the necessary section of blessings/ my fiction's afflictions only seems to up my inner defenses/ my external senses react to stimulating vibrations with increased tension/ on the daily i'm going more and more crazy/ the certitude of my affirmations concrete my sensation, it aint a maybe/ i will kiss fate since i make out lady luck/ i've cursed the cursed of death and got my life outta the rut/ i'm my own role model/ and i'm driving toward to the light in a miracle vehicle like i'm the road model/ i aint for sale unless i rediscover my wings to sail/ i'm cold as hell and skate rhythms of poetry on mental veins like they're rails/ i don't need more instruction, i need to strive for more something/ and i'll keep performing illustrious illusions if you keep leaving me nothing/ i'm a magician with sentence able to construct worlds out of an inch/ give me an ounce of an idea and i'll flow enough to leave your thirst quenched/ you can rely on me to always keep pushing the envelope/ and to conclude, i'll wrap optimism in presents so that people can unwrap hope----believe in me ©2008 Ste'phane Parker Tomorrow's theme/topic???????????? | | |
| I'm back. I know it's been about 15 minutes but i read a flow from rhea and i just had to rip it rip it like i'm half from. lol. maybe y'all caught that and maybe yall didn't she spoke about hoping that this particular person lived in her world because she(rhea) can't live in their world. SIMPLY DOPE. So Alphaflometeorologistman has another poetic forecast to dissert. uggm ummm. (clearing my throat). Lets go.....Love    
in a world without gravity, would i still have fallen for you/ being that you've remotely controled my voice to be mute, why am i still calling for you/ i think what if this and what if that/ what if my passion recognized your presence in my veins would my heart attack/ it's been question after questing/ i seem entralled in events that lead my questing for question/ how can i provide an answer for something that seems to already be concluded/ i was at love's first stage but of my performance, you booed it/ yet i persued, you have my heart and i want to be back in your treasured chest/ cardiologists are stunned, they say that without that organ i should be at rest/ but i can't rest, i wrestle with regrets and shame/ i sweat with blame, my tears pour out of my eyes like heavy rain/ my head aches with the sound of your laugh, visions of our past/ the mission's been trashed, it really is impossible to get back what we had/ so i guess without gravity i'll drift into the abyss where nothing exists/ my number one goal in life was to capture the soul that possessed your lips ©2008 Ste'phane Parker     | | |
| Whats the dilly yo? Xanga how ya feel? I'm good an Andmre requested that i spit about-city dreams-plaza lights- and wild rides. So, i did. thank you for the challenging topics and themes. I do appreciate it and Rhea anytime you need to get sumn off of your chest you can hit me up. For you all that hit me up periodically, thanks, i enjoy the conversation. So with a pen that i can change the weather with/ i'll swing a heat wave of flave that warms your chest exactly where a sweater sits-----all over Enjoy. Love  
i know that's it gonna be a wild ride to the top of the skies/ but with every choice that i decide i strive to collide with the lies/ i'd lay em out in the open and walk over them in confidence/ it's about me, the plaza's lights are waiting to color a diversified gent/ since i've been able to relate feelings with the pictures that i see/ i've had city dreams that kept my imagination as busy as cabs in New York streets/ i've tamed and domesticated rhymes that are deemed dangerous/ and i've untied the noose of ignorance that indirectly seems to strangle us/ i've focused my vision through a magnified and intense lens/ i use the sands of thought as diaries and whisper intentions within the winds/ i hope that it rings around the world to every boy and girl/ like a ballerina i spin minds with rhymes that swirl and twirl/ across the vast fields of my sorrow i've flown kites of might/ with strings of dreams, i hold on tight, my hands control my life/ i've painted and stained my psyche with the figure of my wifey/ and though it unlikely that she'll fit the mold precisely/ i'll sketch her flesh to express/ how the gist of her zest is blessed and i won't embellish or stretch/ so from now on my title might as well be a poetic cowboy destined for wild rides/ from city dreams to the plaza lights, catch me on top of the sky  
©2008 Ste'phane Tomorrow's Theme/Topic????? | | |
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