The Aroused Thirdeye!



My mind tarries for beyond,
Limits where many minds haven't gone.
Passed the threads of the setting sun,
with abundant thoughts by the ton.
Outstanding it is to vision,
While the back of your mind begins to listen.
What you see is spiritually with degree,
And what I see at hand is poverty.
My brain and heart conquers the mourning and grows firm,
Constantly I yearn, experience and learn.
I see repicussions that makes my head turn and eyes burn.
It's size grows immense,
Without warning, leads or hints,
Very harsh is the sentence.
Nothing can quench it,
It perseveres without a limit,
It want deminish nor finish,
All around is poverty it aint hard to see.
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Submitted on April 25, 2015

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Al-qahira Bakra

I'm an historical poet from under the old management of poetry.com.I've been submitting since 1999.It all started when Montell williams had a contest for poetry to raise money for M.S.My first poem submitted was published.The aroused Third Eye in the book called enternal portraits.This book was sold around the world.This is the first time fans have seen what Mark Robinson looks like.That was my name til I changed to Al-Qahira Bakra.You can find me on Facebook under this name.I also had two other publication in books sold around the world and one placed on C.D,that was ressurection.Climax was published before that and I was in california.They wanted me to come back to the east coast to recite climax in washington D.C to 1,000,000 people.I'm back now and apologize to my fans.I was also recognized as one of the greatest poets of the 21st century and I possibly still am.Well let me show you that I can be number one.You will see my work cultivate from poetry to lyrics and then you will see what level I'm on. more…

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