Books and stories

Lover boy
Am sure that's love .1
why whenever,
I'se her i nervously excite
a speechless boy,
lacked brain
why can't her hands
just wave at me
then when,
when then,
I will purely
twist-turn my love in-front of her face
surely,
a brave
'Prince' read more

HoW to speak Jamaican creole
Wah gwaan Jamaica?
whata gwaan massive?
These are few of the words, Which surprisingly escaped from the stuttering tongue of  the United State of America President, the  most Honorable Barack Obama on a previous visit the original welcoming  reggae Island.
The same utterance from the president and more are the content  of this marvelous hand book, which will shape you through and through the alluring humor language, better known as the Jamaican's creole aka the Patwa language.This is the same vocabulary of the icon Bob Marley, Usain bolt  shaggy and those are few of the Stars who dwelt with this cultural gift.
This enjoying token, which will help better understanding of the world known reggae and popular dance-hall music, Meanwhile you can be copping  the poetic tone of the wonderful people as well, this will be a mile-stone for dreamers who wants to pen happy time reggae songs.
The book will surely direct you from patwa words  converting to English words, similarity in spellings,
pronunciation, liked street-talk popular proverbs and much more. 
Read more

How to make money selling books
How to make money selling more poetry and novel books, is quite a simply step by step ebook content that teaches some easy hands on theory, how I actually exceeded the history talking that poetry books don't sell more than 300 copies max. read more 

Penric crazy poems
What is love gotta to do with this ?
My dick is like a lollipop stick suck the sweetness all out,
There's  no chance of us being inlove
You've got your man and there's a woman in my life,
But don't worry we'll still fuck to each pleasures
Your pussy is good as gold, so I will always pay per shine
I have money and you possess  a good  good hole
That raise life abundantly, why your man and my lovely read more

He beats her in my arms
My eyes bolted from their socks, "sorry, sorry let mi thru." "hot wata, wata hot."
I pushed roughly. Forcing myself by the crowd trying to get through the clusteredness .
Her eyes is like shining stars,  hair is like a blanket ready to shield me covered,
she walks with such classical dexterity , and Yow, I'm onto to her, "let mi thru mi boss." I said.
I stepped on someone shoe not meaningfully , I looked at his angry face, " sorry mi boss, mi see wah blood clatt gal. "  He smiled thinkingly.
"Yow, Dada, go thru man." He said cracking up.  He nod his head joyously.
read more here

First time dark time
I look straight at Marsha's face and her smile broaden."what is it likkle bway."
I raised my brows shyly. "nothing Marsha"I replied slowly.
As a young man growing up in the community, I wasn't attracted to Marsha even though,
she was always like the center of attraction.I'm a more of a python in the dark green grass,
sniper laid in the dusty swamp waiting for my target to make my first victim, for this is said to be a promising  season. Marsha was drinking, drinking too much although she's like three steps next door from the bar,
I kept on smiling thinkingly. She threw up her  hands  and pulled back her hair. Read more here

Abc's sounds
My book abc's sounds was design to teach my kids the easiest to learn the letters of the alphabet.I started reading it to them at the age of two and they surpassed by the age three plus, so Renee little token is recommend to little brains from 2-4 years old.

My fellow writers
In my experience a blank sheet of rectangular looking paper can be excitingly  great and meaningfully frightening. Almost every writer  will definitely agree with me (although some will disagree ) for/to me that's  true. As for now, my tongue lashes across the station of my fm dash-joy band, it would be as if we had a chance to greet personally.  Me: I only would look you into your eyes imagining  an smile that reach the corner of your ears. But what about my thoughts, what will I say: pay attention,  be attentive to the Indian guy  inside your head (your - mind). Play with the feeling of your mood and tangle(?) ; with you every thoughts. Throw sounds up in the wide air catch it- turn it around and see the other shape. Bring the dead to life. Life merely is  living they told me- that's when I was a baby boy. Read more here

No comments:

Post a Comment