Liberated Bohemian: MHIB this is to my next book

Liberated Bohemian: MHIB this is to my next book: She got a gun up in her waist All eyes on her when she walks up in the place Her sleek sensual body is barely covered by silk She talks ...

MHIB this is to my next book

She got a gun up in her waist
All eyes on her when she walks up in the place
Her sleek sensual body is barely covered by silk
She talks slick with street slang
And she walk heads high knowing she up on urvrythang
All Chromed out by her man
No one will dare step to her with any game
He throws the dice she blows on
Walking away with all the fame
He think he has her all wrapped up around his manhood
Look again, snakes is the grass is definitely no good
While he think he running game behind her back
She riding his coat tails until she is ready to attack
There sexual hunger for each other was never a tease
It left for a short tale of two cities
One in the South  
One was her name
If he had opened his eyes to see
He would've been aware of
Brooklynn Heat in Miami!!!!! 

Pain Killer

Pain Killer

Didn't know how to approach you
Your intense silhouette
Glassy sparkle in low light
Dripping flakes laced with sweet honey
Ohh how I can't wait to taste you
A trickle on my tongue
Just a tease for fun
You pulled me in
Smiling back at me
Knowing I was coming for more
Fluids from your mixture
Flowing down inside of me like a waterfall
Oh when I luv to luv u baby
I'm so gone!
My eyes get lower
I'm hypnotize by your
Deceiving appearance
I'm drunk by every
Sip n keep wanting more
I look at the bar tender
Can I get another filler
Slow down Baby Girl
That's a
Pain Killer

Liberated Bohemian: I am the One

Liberated Bohemian: I am the One: Im a beast with a pen in my hand don't give a damn If you claim to know who I am!!!!!! I be that bitch in your life Come stab you with a...

I am the One

Im a beast with a pen in my hand don't give a damn
If you claim to know who I am!!!!!!
I be that bitch in your life
Come stab you with a knife
Right in the heart of your soul
Have you running with nowhere to go
Don't make me chase you
Causing me to hate you
Even more than I do now!!!
Go on take your Bow
A round of applause for your the thrown you sit on
To having lame ass bitches fall at your feet
I am not the one to cross ever
I am not your stepping stone to get you where you need to go
I am the one you need to pay attention to
The one who always thought about you
The one who need to put this baby to rest
I am the one to
Walk away
From this mess......Luv u L.C.

Liberated Bohemian: Vanity is a Killer

Liberated Bohemian: Vanity is a Killer: Vanity is a killer You looking in the mirror? Wat do u c? Is it anything like u n me Our love that could never be You shy away from us ...

Vanity is a Killer

Vanity is a killer
You looking in the mirror?
Wat do u c?
Is it anything like u n me
Our love that could never be
You shy away from us
Feelings were hurt with no trust
Go back to your mirror
Look once again
Do u c wat I c
It can't b
Cuz I'm here with pieces of my heart
And your there with
No one to share
Your staring in the mirror
Now realizing with blood on your hands that
Vanity is a killer!!!!

Shameful Me

I am ashamed of me
You were always to blame
It was not fair but it was easy
For me to hide behind my shame
The truth was plain as day
You never wanted love
I wanted too much
Why couldn't I open my eyes
Instead of my heart
That allow you to destroy
Every good part of
The idea of us

Liberated Bohemian: Chapter 8 Tantalizing in the Library

Liberated Bohemian: Chapter 8 Tantalizing in the Library: We grabbed up all our stuff, throwing the food and cups in a garbage can near the  back door, and escaping out the library like some vigilan...

Chapter 8 Tantalizing in the Library

We grabbed up all our stuff, throwing the food and cups in a garbage can near the  back door, and escaping out the library like some vigilantes.
"Now don't molest me while holding on, I'm very sensitive about my body."  Ty said to me jokingly, as if I would molest him, yeah he wishes.
"Please, the thought never even entered my mind, besides I don't need to molest no one, I could get it anytime, anywhere, with one push of a cell button."  I joked back with him, even though it was a fact.  I could call Junior and he would fulfill my every need no questions asked.
"Didn't know you had it like that.  Well, I'm jealous, I want to be the button on your cell phone that you push in every which way you can."  He was making it hard for me to pull away from his intense suggestions.  It was like I had no will power to ignore his lips as the move or his dark decadent strong body as it heaves in and out with every breath he took, or his fierce smell that enticed my senses wildly.  Everything about him was inviting me into his world.  Evading all of the warning signs, I still went with him all over the town on the back of his motorcycle. The Town was a fast blur that we left behind in the dust while I closed my eyes and rested my chin from under my helmet onto his broad shoulders, inhaling the thin lustful air that once was thick and bitter between us.  To my advantage I slowly moved my hands from around his stomach sliding it up his chest, seeking his built body with the touch of my fingers, taking the initiative to be in control.  If this thing between Ty and I was going to happen, it would be on my terms.  I could feel him smiling without seeing his face, continuing to move my hands grabbing his chest and shifting them down his dark black jeans to unbutton it.  Every sensational feeling that was running through his body was like a little shock on my fingertips, such as touching a plasma globe.  He had no way of hiding his feelings from me, and I was enjoying for the first time my new found senses.

Liberated Bohemian: I broke out of your clutchesI broke out of your c...

Liberated Bohemian: I broke out of your clutches
I broke out of your c...: I broke out of your clutches I broke out of your chains on my hands and feet I am coming out of my shell For all the earth to fall at my ...

I broke out of your clutches
I broke out of your chains on my hands and feet
I am coming out of my shell
For all the earth to fall at my feet
You tried to hold my spirit back
I didn't know what you were really doing to me
Blinded by your essence of Immorality
Ready to jump because you told me
Never realizing there was no ground under me
Now my eyes are fully aware
I can see right in front of me
The love that was whispered in my ear
Fallaciously was planted there 
By you and your unspeakable ways
The guilt trips you lay on me:
How could you
Not give me any?
How could you
Be with him and not me?
How could you 
Forget about me?
I couldn't give it to you
I couldn't be with you
I never however forgot about you
Our time has passed
The boat has sailed
All that I can do is to 
Let my tears burn the pillow 
And say maybe
Just maybe 
Next Lifetime........
Chronicles of The Unlovable.....L.C.

Unfinished Business

He doesn't give her that sweet talking b.s. that he thinks she want to hear,

No playing around the topic of seduction at all

It's just straight to the point no fore play or costumes to wear

Bare naked skin, steaming shower, and their ready to go

hands are touching

lips are kissing

body temperature rising

heart is pounding

He's licking, grabbing, smacking, stroking

She's sucking, tasting, riding, moaning

All of this is just nature in itself

Some can't handle reading it but do it

Some can handle reading it but not exploring

It's contradicting

It's exciting

It's unleashing

It's explosive

Go on, you say,

They don't stop there

Nope far away from the end

All this enticing, inviting, anticipating

Has to come to an end tonight!

Moving into the bedroom

He could put her on the bed

She could throw him playfully to the chair

Instead he takes her to the balcony

For all eyes to see

Not a care in the world

He wants that wet oyster pearl

She also could care less 

Her body has been in heat too long

Sitting up on the low wall 

She places one leg up 

Waiting for him to perceive

Throw her head back 

He began to give her pleasure once again

Now it's time to put this baby to bed

They finish off 

In the room

Bodies are dripping wet

All this tantalizing have been met

She exhales with the last thrust

His body thanks him 

With an encore of combustion

What brought them to this................

Years of Unfinished Business!!! 

Liberated Bohemian: You have no Power over Me

Liberated Bohemian: You have no Power over Me: Let me tell you a Little about me It aint always what you here and don't see My life is beautiful and full of love My soul is tainted by ...

You have no Power over Me

Let me tell you a Little about me
It aint always what you here and don't see
My life is beautiful and full of love
My soul is tainted by his guidance from up above
My body is such a Temple that you need a golden key to enter
No one can trespass without permission
And I'm not influenced very easily
You can not rule or deceive me 
Into thinking your intentions is what I need
The he say she say bullshit that arises
Are only good for tabloids and Soap Operas
My virtue is neither of those and will not laid down anymore
I've kept quiet only because the truth lives in me behind closed doors
Once again however the whispers in the hallways are back again
Tearing off the tape over my mouth to hold my head and scream
Is all I can do to get everyone's attention 
Now that I have your undivided ears to hear me
Why don't you open your eyes and see what is clearly
The Truth!!!!

I love it when it Rains
It reminds me of the Pain,
you left me with, when you broke my Heart
It tore me all Apart, but
Somehow I got over it.
The Clouds tell me the truth
They tell me never to expect much from you
Your eyes tell me Lies
They tell me you love me unconditionally, but how can that be
When you only seem to leave Me
Now I embrace the storm and
It welcomes me with open Arms
To leave you behind is all I can do
Run for shelter before I strike YOU.

Lucy Cult
Chronicles of The Unlovable 

Yes, Love can Hurt C.O.T.U.

I try to write about Love, but I rather write about Hurt.  It's dark, it's mean, it's full of emotions, never dull or sappy, always raw and truthful which excites me.  It can't hide for long, but it runs deep.  With Hurt you can never go back, just learn and move forward.  It has it's own beauty on life to me, and I intend to write about it and share my thoughts with the world.  Some say Love is never having to say your sorry, and I say where is the intense on that....Think about it......

C.O.T.U.

Negative vs Positive

Im done with Negative
My way of living will always be positive
People say what they wanna say
Do what they wanna do
Everyday Im living and writing
What's in my heart will always be true
To how I feel and how I think
If they don't like it so what
It can't stop me
It won't stop me
My writing is a force by nature for me
So I can't help those who stray away
All that is left to do is to keep my words flowing
Keep my heart in it
Because if I don't let them
How will they know what I have to say?

WTF is Ganster or Hustler Game to You

I got this thing that's been killing me, so here goes, guess there are writers out there that think the only way a person been through rough times or struggle is if they been in the dope game or prostitution, I'm here to set a record straight, there are all types of hustle and gangsta ways to keep your head above water, and it don't always include the obvious told stories over and over again.  Moving from 1 state to another state with your family that knew nothing about the new state, don't know where they will rest their head that night, don't know where their next meal coming from, or hth they will get back on their feet is a struggle, but accomplishing all that and then some on your own with no ones help except for those who basically just said come out here, and in the end wants to take credit for all your walking, looking, sitting in a dead ass building with other families waiting for a brown bag of food and bottles of milk to give your baby, applying for, sitting in lines hours at a time, and traveling hours a day on a train and bus, if that aint hustle or gangsta hell, then pls tell me wtf it is?

She is the Mother of Soul
And I'm not talking about the music
I'm talking about the Streets!
Raising two boys on her own
Makes her a beast
Some may not understand
Some may not care
But In the end she is Mom and Dad
With no room to share
Putting one through college
And the other through high school
Working Day and Nite
to put food on the table
Ducking and dodging from pierced bullets 
Is how her boys spent their afternoons
They lived to see another day
Grew up while She paved their way
Moved on with families of their own
Out the hood to hollywood
Leaving behind the only real Woman they ever known
She didn't move, she didn't weap or morn behind them
Turning her three bedroom small shambles of a home
Into a remake model of a Beverly Hills mansion
Where she rest her head and weary feet
Sitting on her newly remodeled porch
Drinking Lemonade and continues to
Manage her Thrown as the queen of her streets!

Im tired of your Lies,
Your Deceit
Your Cries
What is it that you want from me?
What more can I give?
Your Selfish
Your Mean
You thrive only to hurt me
 I won't let you win
But don't worry I won't forget you
Now Let Go
So I can LIVE
LOVE
LEARN

C.O.T.U. LUCY CULT

Her Loud Cries
Her Belly Aches
She has to come to terms with
Losing the one God has chosen to take
Never the less she hurts more
Her fists hurts from pounding the floor
Why? she bellows
Inflickting her pain on the Lord
She cries with Firing  Eyes
She starts to reflect and remember
All of the good times that have now pass on by
But as she looked down on his withering being
She realized that
Letting go is the only
Way.....

So many years have gone by
So many tears have fell
So many laughs given away
I only wished it was just a spell
Never did I think life would be a struggle
Never once did it dawn on me I was on trial
Never gave myself the benefit of the doubt
Now that I look back, my feet have walked thousands of miles
Will I keep on going?
Will there be a light at the end of the tunnel?
Will life suffice in the end or just demise away
All these questions, left with no answers......

I need no approval from you or anyone. Cast the first stone is what the Bible says, and the only people that can decipher who I am is my family. If it were not for my Husband I wouldn't be alive today, if it were not for my Kids I would not be able to walk away from your Blasphamy of hateful words on me and my family. So here I stand and there you will fall, for they say what goes around comes around, and I trust in Him all glory to tell the Devil he's a Liar and Im fed up.
I am happy, I am loved and I love many, I am the daughter of Eve and I follow the Son of God.
You can not shame me, break me, blame me or compare me to your failures in life. It will consume you and you will sink in your own wreak of Havoc, unable for me to throw you a Life Jacket, but maybe just maybe God will spear the rod and Save your soul......
Or May b not.......

Think all day
Write all night
I'm a Beast with my pen
And my words take flight
You can't fuck wit me
I'm the best at what I do
I write sometimes for the Hell of it
I'm that crazy Ass Bitch
Have you wondering what the hell is her next move
My mind is not settle
You can't compare me to another
My expression of feeling 
Is like no other
I have been though many phases in my life
The bad the worst and the ugly
But I'm always landing on my feet 
Allowing the deaf and the blind 
To hear and see
Me
For what I am.
They call me
That Crazy Ass Bitch with A pen in her hand.

I'm like a WildFire
Untamable flame
Quick to burn
Unexpectable game
You won't see me coming
But you'll feel my heat
The words I unleash 
Will burn your soul
From head to feet
I urn to grow uncontrollably
Reaching all who is near me
Enriching minds with my desire for life
Is how I will carry on even through the storm
Never dying out
Endless growth
Will become me
People tend to kill what they don't know
Can't kill me
I'm in the air you breath
Inflame your lungs with my smoke
Fill your head with
The words I unleash.

Shackle my Hands
Shackle my Feet
Band my Eyes
Band my Mouth
I still continue to Speak
Cut me with your hurt
Stab me with your hate
At the end of the day
I will still be standing
Or waiting at the Pearly White Gates
And my words will still live on
Speak on
Travel on
There is no destroying my legacy
For it is always inside of me
Waiting to be bold and break out
So, Forever I am told it will be
And That's without a Doubt!

You can't watch me fall
Cuz Im constantly Rising
My thoughts on paper
Continuously Fighting and
Clawing my way to the top
Leaving all my haters and fake Peeps
At the bottom of the barrell
Waiting to be picked
But their just as Rotten as the rest
Of those bad apples
Time runs out on them
Tick Tock Tick!
So sorry so sad
Too Bad you wasted your time on me
Now your life is falling apart
There is no hope
You've hated so much
Your heart won't cope
It's unrepairable
Like the closeness we once had
Some say it's Never too late
Shaking my head For us
It's just too Damn Bad!!!

Im that main ass bitch

with my pen in my hand

don't give a damn

if you think you are the man

Hate that I half to remind you

Who and What I am

Once again we stand

Face off

Time to lay this to rest

Im not the one to back down

You hold no power over me

At the end of the Day

It's me that wears the crown

Courageous, Bold, Beautiful,
Strong, willful, highly crafted
Like a swift cat
Always landing on her feet
Never intimated by negativity
When it comes to battle
She whips out her blade
Bringing all enemies to thier defeat
This is just one of the ways
I can express how she holds her character
Cunning eye, sensing her surroundings,
She carries her Pride
Embracing life to the fullest

Im proud to say she is my Sister