Poetry Emotion: Imagination of a Poet

By James Kenneth Watson Jr.

Welcome to the imagination of a poet. In this second poetry collection, I give you more of my imagination. Take a journey through a poets mind. What you can expect from this book is a lot of humor and personal experiences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 30, 2016
• ISBN: 9781514459775

James Kenneth Watson Jr.

Hello once again! This is James Kenneth Watson Jr., a.k.a. Poetry Emotion. I have grown since my last book. I want give you a deeper side of me. I experienced so much in the past year, and I just want to tell you about it.

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1-800-Suicide

No one love me anymore

I’m just a bad apple rotten down to the core

Why should I live

If I don’t have nothing to give

I should just end it now

Because no one wants me around

I’m just useless

And my whole life is a mess

I bet you no one would miss me anyway

I’m going to do it no matter what my conscious say

I’m going to take this gun

And aim it right at my head

Take one shot

Bang!!!!!!!

I’m dead

A stipper’s Life

Watch this cash flow

As she drop it low

So sit back and enjoy the show

Because tonight you’re in for a treat

It’s about to get hot up in this place

Like someone turned up the heat

Make that ass clap

Now come over here so I can give that ass a slap

Tonight she’s the main atrraction

Because when she hit the stage

It’s lights

Camera

Action

She do whatever it take

The more she do

The more she make

She do it for the ballers

And shot callers

When they give

She receive

She will do things that will make it hard for you to believe

She looks like a fireman

The way she slide down that pole

Because when there’s a fire

She just stop. drop, and role

Ation

Tell me how a simple conversation

End up in a confrontation

We loss all communication

You show me no consideration

What ever happen to showing me some appreciation

Because all you show me now is frustration and aggravation

What’s your explanation

How are you going to fix this situation

You’re starting to give my heart complication

I don’t think you did this out of moderation

I think you did this for retaliation

And if I don’t show you no cooperation

Then you will have me lock up for incarceration

I’m already on probation

The next strike I get that’s a violation

Baby Mama Drama

I’m tired of your baby mama drama

You might as well lay me on a stretcher

Put me in a ambulance

And send me to shock trauma

I’m tired of you fussing

I’m tired of you cussing

You think you tough

And you think you’re the only one that has it rough

I dealt with you and your drama long enough

Saying you’re going to take me to court

So that you can collect some child support

But go right ahead

Saying to yourself

That you wish I was dead

Girl you got issues

And when you started to cry

I know you don’t expect me to hand you some tissues

Everyday

And everynight

All we do is fight

I’m tired of you disrespecting me

And calling me names

You need to grow up and stop playing these childish ass games

Girl some things you say to me just go in one ear

And right out the other

You treat me like your my Mother

If it wasn’t for our child

I would have been left

I wish you didn’t act so wild

But I still love your ass to death

Bags

Girl