R.Turgott.
This poem is not only about the fruit it's also about the love of two person, this poem is not for kids .thanks for reading......
You are my best friend, from the day we became best friend you always there i never appreciate the most wonderful thing friends share, i take your friendship for granted, the thing’s yo...
Driving on the dark red dirt road in a place call manchester, driving and looking at the tree’s and chrildren playing base ball, skip rope and over the pond as the the car drive’s down ...
I miss the sweet reggea music, the beautiful smile on the local’s that live in the beautiful villages, as i think about the jerk chicken and the jerk pork and don’t mention the mannish...
fish’s in the water, fish’s in the pond, fishs all over flipping in the sand. Fish’s in the water fish’s in the pond fish’s may ends up in miss san-san old frying pan, Fish’s in the w...
The abuse, sadness, hopefulness but one word is you make me stronger, bitterness bitter sweet and back bitting only make me stronger, quarrel as make stronger, now I know who you are. T...
Work hard for what you need, don’t…
As I open my eyes I see this handsome man, who’s my father.I listen to his voice as I held on to his finger with my tiny hand, I listen as he talk, suddenly with the cutest smile I gav...
The day you came I cried, I didn’t cried because I am sad, I cried because I am happy.The first time I hold your tiny fingers my heart warm’s with love as the love warmth your tiny body...
If you been in a few bad relationships.... don’t use it to distrust the good person, that the Lord bless and (given) you, judging someone innocent only makes you a senseless and fearl...
Who am i? i am a strong jamaican woman,who am i, i am a very intelligent woman, who am i, i am a very hard working woman, who am i, i am a mother, grandmother, aunt, sister, a cousin a...
Dinkie Donut Dumplings, roasting something in a pot of Dinkin something. Dunking Dumplings baking in Donnie’s pot of Dipping Dumplings sweetish pumpkin. Duley plumkin eat a pot of Dripp...
Who are you to judge, i was born dark, i was born white who are you to judge if i am spanish, Asian, European are African, who are you to judge if i was born Jamaican. Who are you to ju...
As I sit outside thinking back where did I went wrong, was I wrong to fall in love with you, was I wrong to care about you, was I wrong to tell you good morning, good afternoon are good...
AS the cold season approaches i started to remember the wonderful times we share with each other, as i lay on my bed my mind began to drift away then i started to day dream of the roma...
AS I sit by myself Thinking about how much more I want you in my life and how I love and cared for you, it bring’s me joy just to think about you, I waited all my life just to be wi...