“Arian“, my 1st Niece.

“Arian“, my 1st Niece.

An angel like no other,

Has been sent to us!

A blessing so pure, she

Will make every heart glow.

In the twinkle of an eye, she’ll

Rearrange this earth. Her smile

Will be as astonishing as the river Nile.

She would be gentle and mild, yet

Brave for she’s a Mathlin / Maghami child.

My first niece “Arian”, which means

“the holy one”, an instant empress,

“priceless”

And forever with uncle’s love she’s blessed!

By: Shabaka K Mathlin

“Uncle”

My Great Battle for Love

My Great Battle for Love

It was like a great game of chess.

His army against mine, Rows and rows of

Men ready to defend their king.

We were to fight in the name of love.

Standing ready to attack I could still hear her cries.

I recollect through vision, the sight or her being carried away.

I was helpless, defeated on my own plain, but only due to Treason.

Leading the charge I shout “In honor of love!”

I fought till their last was at my blade’s mercy.

Their king himself!

The only thought on my mind was my love.

My one true love, “Free at last!”

I proclaimed in victory as she approached.

By: Shabaka K Mathlin

Post-Trial (A Dedication to an Innocent Man)

Sitting there you reflect in your mind,

The way you felt when the Judge, adjudged your crime

“Guilty” he shouts then “Confine”

Your heart skips a beat with fear

And the initial drop of tear draws near.

Your full sentence is read,

The bailiff instructs “hands on your head.”

Then comes metal cuffs to your wrist.

Hands placed behind your back so tight as if

 You arms wee to fall off with just half a twist.

In your heart and mind you’re in pain

Because an innocent man is now bound by chains,

Certain people will never look or think of you the same

And just like that your whole career and reputation is down the drain.

But, Remember God is good and God is great

For a man like you should keep the faith.

At the end of your sentenced date

Loving, caring, people will await you at your release gate.

By: Shabaka K Mathlin

Death’s dance

From the roars of my enemies approaching,

My body vibrates, my hands tightly grasp

My sword, my mind focus, ready to command

My heart, my soul, my being.

It begins.

To the beats of clashing swords, I engage

In death’s dance. My weight shifting back

And forth from heel to toe, again and again

My hands wheeling my blade with no effort.

Precise is every swing, fluid in my every

Move. My ears glued to the music

Ensuring that I don’t miss a beat, creating

A perfect harmony between mind, body, and sword.

Through this union, I dance and dance

Until the music stops…, the battle’s

Over, it seem. Nothing moves, not even me, afraid

That the music will return. That way I’m

Poised and ready to recommence death’s dance

By: Shabaka K Mathlin

WHAT YOU ARE TO ME: SPECIAL!

Special is a word that was made just for you, nothing more, no one else, there’s proof:

S- Is for the Sparks that flies when I am with you, Smiles replaces cries and you make all my dreams come true.

P- Is for Phenomenal you. Your Passion for me is limitless like infinity and it possibly goes beyond that!

E- Is for how Elegant you are! Without even trying you are the cutest, prettiest, and sexiest by far. All others aspire to beat your bar!

C- Is for the way we Cuddle… (Awe you thought me how to spoon). It is also for the way you cope with things: whether you are mad, sad or glad you are honest and blunt (I like that).

I- Is for Inspirational you! You give me inspiration and belief that I deserve the best in life. Therefore I deserve you because you are simply the BEST!

A- An Angelic-being, which you signify, your smile, class and style sends me wild and like an addict I can’t get enough of you!

L- Is for Longing to make Love to you always. So lovable you are that I want you always and forever. Special is what you are and that’s how you make me feel. I LOVE YOU!

FOREPLAY

“Come here,” I ask politely. “No,” you respond, trying to escape out of my grasp.

With the speed of a Jaguar and the agility of a Panther, I gently grab you, holding what I consider Heaven (YOU!)Ever close to me. Your scent captivates me, you tender, and soft skin speaks a karma sutra like dialect to me. “I know I want you!”

I enslave you with my hypnotizing touches, my kisses are immaculate, and temptation is evident.

Your fight to escape me is subsisting. In a flash, finally all of your fight becomes an outburst of lust.

You are in the mood I want you to be, you like this mood, you want me, you can’t help it!

Now you are groping and searching my body for reactions, which I am reluctant to provide. (I tease)

Even though deep down inside my very core, I’m yearning for you! My blood boils, my body stiffens and my eyes holds’ fix to you like gorilla glue. I am your captive, and you don’t even know it! Take me!

For hours we are in each others arms. You are panting as I fulfill all your desires.

“Command me!” I softly whisper.  “Shabbie…” you sing in a voice and tone the sends only one message throughout my body and to my brain, “PLEASURE!” I oblige, I submit, and into a fantasy of pure bliss we swim. You sing louder, you pant faster and with your new found voice of exclamation, you shiver under me… I am inside of you!

By: Shabaka K Mathlin