The past deama always comes back… its like a tear, a ghost, a rash that never goes away without reminding ya of tha pain as it pours water falls like tears unbates ya depression… and trust it wont leave until ya know its here to stay. It tells ya constantly that ya mught fight back and try to win but only riae will go tha abravie pain ya feel. While everyone ignores as if abased or fearn keeing it as an abstruse event to you and the world ya live in. It may say it knows ya affliation but by tha end of tha day it will be sucide. Ya may not like how I make ya feel it hurts its fowl and it’ll make you ill. But you know there is no therapist, to help ya, no psychiatrist to diagnose ya. No drug to cure the memory n pain. Thoughts of cuts to the wrist, hanging from the neck, or maybe an overdose, then there always drowing by sea… yet fore nights until your soak an wet you are too coward and scared to follow through… might as well enjoy life and make happy with it while you can.
Category: Jazzi’s Corner
“Daugther’ by Arlene Frazier To: My Daugther Chani Kinsler
A Daughter Brings
Sunshine, to Brighten
Your Days.
A Daughter Brings Joy.
Through her loving ways.
A Daughter is a Bleesing
That comes from above,
A Special and Beautiful
Treasure to Love.
To my Daughter with Love, on the inportant Thungs in Life. Lord, keep your arm Around my daughter Shoulder: And your hand in her hand.
Love Always – MoM n Arlene
Black Woman (Mother’s day 5/6 -5/9 2004)
My Mother you hav no beginning nor end your timr of love is more infinite than the messages been sent the ahbits are worst than the desire to live forever… revenge no bit independent information and love within victory you will keep going on with many miles to go and I hope there will be many more miles for you to go.
To Arlene Frazier
The Love Letter by Chani’ Tha Poet 1/17/06
Write me a Love Letter one I’ll want ta read, tha Letter that connects you to me
tha letter that sets a breeze through my hair
tha Letter that sets tha mood in tha air
Write me a Love Letter, tha one that will inspire me
tha Letter that brings tha Quenn out of me
tha Letter that brings me up when iam down
tha Letter savior’s tha experience tha moment please…
Write me a love Letter, tha one that talks of tha beauty in me
tha Letter that talks of tha poetry in me tha lettter tgat talks of th elovr in me
Write me a Love Letter, tha expressinf love from me you and me
Tha Letter expressing emotions bottled up but freed by Love
Tha Letter expressinghow much we Love and adore
Tha Letter expressing our beats and desires, our rhythm n’ rhyme as I wait excited every time ta feel tha Love of….
Write me a Love Letter one you’ll love ta write tha Letter that inspires yoy to do better for self tha Letter that changes US and tha WORLD
Tha Letter that inpires me to write you back hoping you will read too.
Fake 9/13/23 2:09pm by Chani Kinsler aka CK Tha Poet
Is your smile real or is it just a silhouette?
you laughing ominously has me wondering … at me or with me?
I live as a constant thought in your head
You speak nothing but negative.
I cant be all bad… or only bad…
Everything is wrong an ugly and I all I do just isn’t right.
Yet you offer a caring hand… is it true?
You clap at my accomplishment… is it genuine?
I doubt my continued smile , my silent presence, and lack of words.
When I know who you really are, what you’re really about.
But yet i maintain… Does that make me the decidedly fake? Or just your imitation?
A Mother’s Love by Arlene Frazier
A mother’s love is something that no one can explain- it’s deep and it’s devoted whether the life brings joy or pain- it believe’s beyond believing and it’s filled with all the beauty of the largest, brightest gem- it is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation and it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation a many- splendored miracle we cannot understand another wonderous evidence of God’s tender given hand.
Forever in a mother’s heart a mother holds her child’s hand for just a utter while but she holds their hearts forever
To my daughter Chani Kinsler from your mother.
The Door by Chani Kinsler aka CK Tha Poet 6/8/2007
When your door is closed do you feel alone or is that your goal to feel at home and be away from it all but not really at all… when your door is closed and your away from it all and you turly want to cry it makes you wanna fly high to write so everyone can feel your might and see your fight… when your door is closed are you trying to keep everyone out and distant or close so they never go away even when there in the grave… when your door is closed do you feel empty inside or is that how your at peace in mind to give yourself some time or are you mistaken and it isnt even your door at all…
Maintain by Chani Kinsler aka CK Tha Poet 3/3/2021
Maintain trying to hold on so I’m not stuck doing the same thing… It’s okay to be mundane
When things get to rough and the masses try to perpetuate…. just sustain who you are sustain what you’re about.
Out the windowpane I see powertrains of birdbrains and disdain causing a bane on the black power campaign
And it’s a shame
When there are those that are inane in your domain you might need to detain
When people speak lies, and overstrain…folks will think your insane but you should complain, explain and go against the grain
When the pseudos run wild and they need to be slain maintain
When the buildings burns down and war subsides maintain
When those who want to entertain, profane and restrain…. we regain…we maintain
Stand tall stand strong and don’t let your work be in vain…
Because without you things wouldn’t be the same
Control by Chani Kinsler aka CK Tha Poet 4/19/2019
Let me tell you about something that’s really scary
women living in the world where they cant choose who they marry
women living in a world so they can be someone’s fairy like the tales from that book spreading lies and such like your queen on one page but chattel on the next
that’s contradicting as fuck no wonder this world so messed up if you really don’t think that scary let’s talk about how these ladies being conned into having babies the younger the better
Keeping you in your place so you don’t get no thoughts about being any better… That school is where you need to be that job is where were you will get free but dependent is how they want you just so they can have you on your knees making laws and such so they can do what they please
Lashes, wigs, and butts…. Ain’t enough makeup in the world to cover up the real you but that’s not what they really want to see
Maybe if we demonize this parade and put more emphasis on your thoughts and deeds you can exceed pass the negativity
Being Controlled and demeaned looks like someone is scared of your power
stand with ya Sistas to protect your glow so you both can grow and control your destiny.
Liberation By Poet X aka CK Tha Poet 5/11/2004
You missing cause you need to listen yes this is a mission an with commission
we need a coalition not a transmission there is competition so bring on the commitment
we need team cohesion not a reason or more rebellion … hidden was my adrenalin…
corrupt is this nation revenge is hating Iam a heart of a poet they didnt know it but this control and manipulation living in miseducation
but what we need is that hidden infomation not education misunderstanding this is my decsion weak was their incision
but the lack of equality high goes the proverty compassion in my heart vision in my mind people of hurt in my life because they think their independent we get the message.
Your head must be messed up but I will help you yes I am the messenger could be youre savior or messiah if you desire but you can do with or do without the truth will bee heard you will hear me shout the message through me just wait you will see
your behavior is really whack and your habits are savage you need a time out and I have no doubt…
join the black revolution shun the favorers of this racist constitution living in more like a mental institution you wonder why you grief cause anxiety in your life fear in your heart but what you going to do when they come to you…
Chani Kinsler 