Lamar Ingraham

Chill In This Room

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If I had a genie in a lamp to rub,
Or even so much wished on a star,
Then I would wish to fall back in love
Because it hurts to not know where you are.

And I light candles around…

So many women came in my life,
You left me wondering where is my heart;
A marriage didn’t last, because you are my wife,
You always were, I should’ve told you from start.

And I lay these petals down…

As aromas of midnight passion bloom
Similar to your fragrant presence,
There is quite a chill in this room,
Yet I feel warmth of your essence.

A ritual done in remembering of you,
Not another woman’s can compare to;
I am ready to give you all the man in me,
All I have to do is find you and let you see.

And I make a bath steaming…

Such an amazing girl indeed,
How so beautiful you were then;
A smile and comfort made me complete,
You were once my very best friend.

And I play Vandross dreaming…

As aromas of midnight passion bloom
Similar to your fragrant presence,
There is quite a chill in this room,
Yet I feel warmth of your essence.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Miss Universe

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I owe an apology to you
Not just any apology, but one from the heart;
Sincere and so very true,
That I was nothing without you taking part,
Part in my life, part in my world;
You are more than a woman, my lady, my girl;
You mean more now to me than life itself;
Your voice seizes in my soul like a web;
As it reverberates in my mind,
How could I leave that behind?

An entire world that I longed to see,
A complete woman that belong to me;
Baby, I saw losing you hurt me worse,
Because my world revolves around you;
… Miss Universe.

I owe you an explanation or so,
Not only one for you, but for each lady,
Who have sacrificed their hearts and souls,
As you devoted your all to men so shady,
So shady your feelings, to your essence,
I took for granted the value of your presence;
What a fool to think that I had it all, boo,
But I realize now that my all is you;
As it echoes in my heart
How could we truly part?

An entire world that I longed to see,
A complete woman that belong to me;
Baby, I saw losing you hurt me worse,
Because my world revolves you;
… Miss Universe.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Mister Trapstar

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She has been longing to be loved for the longest,
Just expecting a man to provide her with the strongest
Passion that any man could shower a lady with,
But before you were long gone you made me a myth.

So, Mister Trapstar,
Now, I’m back again…

She explained to me how much she needed to touch
By taking my hand to place in mystical areas or such;
Missing the comfort of some very masculine digits,
We made love all nights, when yours became frigid.

So, Mister Trapstar,
You need to ask a friend…

I’ve been in your house in your bed with your wife,
I’ve been in her mouth in her bread without a knife;
She willingly gave the welcome under your sheets,
Every rainy night you decided to run those streets.
Mister Trapstar…

I put her on her knees on her toes with your shirt,
I had gotten to your keys to your clothes without work;
She just gave your everything up like it was for sale,
Every time you were going in and out of county jail.
Mister Trapstar…

Your wife is no longer in love with you, man,
She made vow to never try to make you understand,
Because you are still in love with the trap and paper,
You are now the one being used by a paper chaser.

Mister Trapstar,
You thought I was playing…

If only you paid attention to what mattered the most,
You would discern predicaments as they accost;
She was saying sweet nothings like she needs a divorce,
Which left me no other options to feeling no remorse.

Mister Trapstar,
You start back praying…

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Soldier Wife

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A poem for Soldiers

Never in my wildest imagination did I see myself
In my most happiest state with another soldier;
Share this life military thereafter with someone else,
I give my all for a relationship healthy and kosher.

You can call on me when you need anything,
As we do the fight against terrorism together;
Tasting your lips at a later time as I do in dreams,
After I pray that Afghanistan makes us better.

Army strong as we live this military life,
Such an incredible woman call you my wife;
Let us take this walk together as one,
I got you covered unlike many have not done.

Be my soldier wife…

Indeed you are a fine NCO, my kind of NCO,
Leadership and purpose is personified by you;
My heart flutters to this very one thing that I know,
You are the standard, creed, and each Army Value.

I can see us once the kids leaving for school,
Square me away for work as I assure you likewise;
We can live military this life with the kids too,
I wish I could tell you this face-to-face in your eyes.

Army strong as we live this military life,
Such an incredible woman call you my wife;
Let us take this walk together as one,
I got you covered unlike many have not done.

Be my soldier wife…

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Save Tomorrow

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When we both are together all alone,
One touch ascends me, take my breath away,
Moving me in place mystical and unknown,
Filled with feelings more than words to say.

If I die today, tomorrow, in the arms of my wife,
Then you can expect me to be a happy man,
Because you all I wanted in this life
And this love I know will surpass my life span.

If and only if…

If I could save tomorrow,
And hold on to tonight,
Then I’d feel no sorrow,
When you want to be held tight.

Throughout my life, I’ve done wrong,
Until we had crossed paths and merged;
You gave me happiness in a love so strong
That I question if this is what I deserve.

The bond that we have is delightful,
A foundation laid in communication and trust,
We have transcended the envy so spiteful
Of many who long to have strength like us.

If and only if…

If I could save tomorrow,
And hold on to tonight,
Then I’d feel no sorrow,
When you want to be held tight.

If and only if…
I could stop your cries.

If and only if…
I had more time to borrow.

If and only if…
I could spend forever in your eyes.

If and only if…
If could save tomorrow.

© 2011 Sanaili Creative Writing, Inc.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Measure of Mirth

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Close these weary eyes of mine,
Play the Bad Boy’s Having a Party,
I can indulge in delights so fine
Of Fridays in Civics that were sweet.

Oh yeah!

Mrs. Chaney and that radio of hers,
Both tuned to the oldies on Hot 105;
Luther starts to plays as it recurs,
And she smiles, she dances, sings live.

Well, all right now!

What joy to witness her really bask
In such a relief from the workweek;
Her daily struggle execrated at last,
As she swings, dwelling in melody.

Oh yeah!

We would just sit, listen, and learn,
Finish the week test quickly to survey;
Our weekly burdens were burned,
Ash like hers burned asunder in a sway.

Well, all right!

I had aced her class with all my lesson,
Yet words may never suffice gratitude;
That strong Black woman was a blessing,
First to see my strong sense of negritude.

Oh yeah!

Thank you, Mrs. Chaney

© 2011 Sanaili Creative Writing, Inc

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

Too Late To Right My Wrong

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It would take a miracle to get you now,
After I was too busy chasing every skirt,
Instead of realizing that I’d lose you somehow
To some other man who really values your worth.

Beautiful as you are since I first saw you,
I foolishly took my eyes off such prestige;
You are quite the queen of dreams, a blessing too,
And after all the women, my heart is under siege.

I feel like the greatest piece of me,
Now gone, so long long gone;
When I know that I’d messed up
And it is too too late right my wrong.

Such a strong woman from start to end,
Qualities of a bride, wife, and a helpmate,
But my youth would only let me descend
As I linger skin of teeth now ready to appreciate.

Dellusions of you always being there
Are what made me believe that I could do me;
Yet here I am crying sleeplessly to myself
Alone without you, baby, ever to please.

I feel like the greatest piece of me,
Now gone, so long long gone;
When I know that I’d messed up
And it is too too late right my wrong

© Sanaili Creative Writing, Inc.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.

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