AvrgBlkGrl is the single most talented poet that I have ever known. She has a unique gift that has actually on more than one occasion reduced me to tears by the sheer power of her words.

She is smart, funny and has a heart that is huge as well as beautiful.

It is not often in my life that I have ever felt honoured. But since meeting her, It has become an everyday experience.

The fairy fella's master stroke. Queen

My darling woman. These words are written, To stop you wobbling like you've been bitten, To give you pause, to open eyes, To show respect, to sympathize.   I've only total love for you, And will be here for all you do, But all the time that you need space, I'll show that too with all good grace.   These words I hope will give you steel, By knowing that this friendship's real, And...

Added 25 Aug 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 650 | 1 Comment

She came on the winds, as a perfectly shaped dream. Her stunning black skirt, and blouse coloured cream.   Although with a friend, she had there in tow. A cinema companion and so, soon to go.   We started to chat, and both our smiles came, then something ignited. A slow burning flame.   Time seemed to stop, My heart it did pound. I knew that a true friend, at last had...

Added 26 May 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 804

I often am questioned, on decisions I've taken. Why my help for some women, leaves me often forsaken. "I have a need to save every woman that's broken" is often the words, that are bandied and spoken. To understand me, you need understand this. Why I help all the women staring at the abyss. If you can picture a child, at the age of "Still learning". Where all things are still wondrous, to...

Added 02 May 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,385 | 2 Comments

The age was just grey. Time had not really started. The meaning of life, had not been imparted. All days rolled in one. A never-ending strife. Through monotones, I'd created, My meaning of life. Each day I awoke, with a solitary goal. Survive until sleep and live through this hole. Some days I had planned to aid with deaths calling. To just throw my hand and watch the cards falling. But...

Added 30 Apr 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 848 | 1 Comment

When times are bad, and thoughts are low, She turns straight up, she seems to know. She makes me laugh, she makes me smile, Her grace astonishing, her beauty, her style. She is tactile, lascivious, beautiful, neurotic, and elegant, intelligent, thoughtful, erotic. Her body’s amazing. Her mind is so keen, Whether solving a problem or being obscene. Her curiosity...

Added 20 Sep 2012 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,499 | 9 Comments