She came in rain
Divinely out of routine
I could tell y'all how beautiful she is
But that would be absurd
Because when I told y'all...
It would be
Just words
She came in rain...
Like mother nature does
to bring nutrients back to the earth
Spreading life
Good fortune
Heavenly wealth
I could tell y'all how beautiful she is
But it would be just words...
Because she came in rain
A sweeping motion of love that god sends
To tired waters
And hungry grounds
Replenishment
A family of matriarchs just got one more
Absolution
We prayed
We.swayed back and forth
Asking god to bless her with wisdom's girth
She came in rain
Couldn't have asked for a healthier frame
She came
In rain
Opened her eyes one time to see the world
That should call home
To see the world that she would condone
To see the world that would house her throne.
She blinked
Simplicity
Ethereally
Of grace
Of god
She came in rain
Integral to loveliness
Amazing personified
She was given to the world
A true woman to exemplify.
I tell you this day...
Of when I saw the queen.
I could tell you how beautiful she is...
But that would simply be absurd
To tell of her beauty
Would basically be
Just words.
And they are not enough.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Green
its only right her favorite color is green
i can relate
the bite of her lip
the sway of her walk
her style
her beauty
her grace
not to sound cliche
but i can relate
its only right that her favorite color is green
its growing on me too
time spent apart
to a momentary embrace
inhaling her scent
that will linger on the tip of my nose
the rest of the day
i can relate
its only right that her favorite color is green
another thing we have in common
now
the brush she paints her toenails with
the washcloth she washes herself with
her belly button ring
that little bastard
continuously attached to her frame
im green
and its only right
dont judge me
because its my choice to be away
and even if that doesnt make sense
that doesnt change how i feel
and its only right
right?
i can relate
the bite of her lip
the sway of her walk
her style
her beauty
her grace
not to sound cliche
but i can relate
its only right that her favorite color is green
its growing on me too
time spent apart
to a momentary embrace
inhaling her scent
that will linger on the tip of my nose
the rest of the day
i can relate
its only right that her favorite color is green
another thing we have in common
now
the brush she paints her toenails with
the washcloth she washes herself with
her belly button ring
that little bastard
continuously attached to her frame
im green
and its only right
dont judge me
because its my choice to be away
and even if that doesnt make sense
that doesnt change how i feel
and its only right
right?
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Lost pt 3
i am lost
i am logistically and unequivocally in a place i thought id never see again
and ironically i cant
for darkness fills the space where i camp
but
its the warmest
most accomplished feeling of absence of light
like a beautiful night
no stars, no moon just
a beautiful night
what me and you have goes well beyond sight
so light i dont need
or eyes, for that matter
to see
that i am lost
im kinda lost in you
like
waldo in those activity books
girl im so hooked
this is so true
like a remix hidden in the last track of a beyonce cd
im simply difficultly lost in you and me
see
for the longest you were so coveted
and to keep it fresh ima invert it
so now ill say lost am i
you are my best girlfriend award nominee
and yea
you know to get with me them other chicks may try
but you are my only needed utility
my endlessly large flash drive
my re-writable cd-rom
so i guess messing with them other girls is a waste of my damn time
my feelings live on
i call you the monopoly
in my mind
you own all the properties
board walk all the way around to park place
and you own all the utilities so i guess that means
when you land on me you get 10Xs what on the dice
lady you right
in every sense of the word
so its never absurd
to say lost am i
the affect you have on me starts at the tip of my brain
and goes all the way down
filling chambers with blood along the way
getting me aroused so i have to sit down
see
when we touch
the other cells in me get jealous of my skin
each one of them would endlessly perform meiosis and mitosis
just to feel you again
this feeling cant be a sin
you're what i know i deserved
you are so deep in my heart
heat it up
no longer frost
in you
im so lost.
i am logistically and unequivocally in a place i thought id never see again
and ironically i cant
for darkness fills the space where i camp
but
its the warmest
most accomplished feeling of absence of light
like a beautiful night
no stars, no moon just
a beautiful night
what me and you have goes well beyond sight
so light i dont need
or eyes, for that matter
to see
that i am lost
im kinda lost in you
like
waldo in those activity books
girl im so hooked
this is so true
like a remix hidden in the last track of a beyonce cd
im simply difficultly lost in you and me
see
for the longest you were so coveted
and to keep it fresh ima invert it
so now ill say lost am i
you are my best girlfriend award nominee
and yea
you know to get with me them other chicks may try
but you are my only needed utility
my endlessly large flash drive
my re-writable cd-rom
so i guess messing with them other girls is a waste of my damn time
my feelings live on
i call you the monopoly
in my mind
you own all the properties
board walk all the way around to park place
and you own all the utilities so i guess that means
when you land on me you get 10Xs what on the dice
lady you right
in every sense of the word
so its never absurd
to say lost am i
the affect you have on me starts at the tip of my brain
and goes all the way down
filling chambers with blood along the way
getting me aroused so i have to sit down
see
when we touch
the other cells in me get jealous of my skin
each one of them would endlessly perform meiosis and mitosis
just to feel you again
this feeling cant be a sin
you're what i know i deserved
you are so deep in my heart
heat it up
no longer frost
in you
im so lost.
Lost pt2
you are the sun in my universe
with you, my mind, constantly cursed
you know this of course
and a thought like that isnt bad
but im tripping cuz its something i never had
before you
and its true i made you wait when you wanted me to be your dude
but at the time my heart was withered
i had to consider a change in my attitude
to be with a lady like you
of your amplitude?
i wouldnt wanna take that lightly
the choice i had to make rightly
cuz you been through too much
too many bad things
guys doing your heart like the wreck of a train
acting like they are all supreme
like they stepped out of your dreams
acting like they are all-supreme
that ends with me
see
i had to make sure i was ready
to be with you faithfully and steadily
on my mind heavily
cuz your so heavenly
Aphrodite
your beauty
so mighty
like eons ago
your essence was frozen
encased in a capsule hidden from humanity
traced through the centuries
and now it is ethereally
unleashed upon me
and now i am so lost
like, like like, like
trying to find the 186,000th root of infinity
i am lost
in a jumble of numbers
processes and algorithms
i am lost
from here till the end of the century
i am lost
i am so lost...
i am lost
with you, my mind, constantly cursed
you know this of course
and a thought like that isnt bad
but im tripping cuz its something i never had
before you
and its true i made you wait when you wanted me to be your dude
but at the time my heart was withered
i had to consider a change in my attitude
to be with a lady like you
of your amplitude?
i wouldnt wanna take that lightly
the choice i had to make rightly
cuz you been through too much
too many bad things
guys doing your heart like the wreck of a train
acting like they are all supreme
like they stepped out of your dreams
acting like they are all-supreme
that ends with me
see
i had to make sure i was ready
to be with you faithfully and steadily
on my mind heavily
cuz your so heavenly
Aphrodite
your beauty
so mighty
like eons ago
your essence was frozen
encased in a capsule hidden from humanity
traced through the centuries
and now it is ethereally
unleashed upon me
and now i am so lost
like, like like, like
trying to find the 186,000th root of infinity
i am lost
in a jumble of numbers
processes and algorithms
i am lost
from here till the end of the century
i am lost
i am so lost...
i am lost
Lost pt1
im kinda lost
in you
and its crazy cuz i kinda want you to know
that im kinda lost in you
i have lost
myself
my intermediate yet subtle way of not trusting people
i have lost my inhibition
my hesitance
my appalling
my uninspiring
disbelief that happiness can be found
in you
i have lost
myself
my trigonometric belief that there are three sides to everything
like
his side/her side/the truth
beginning/middle/end
parents/lovers /friends
sky/water/sand
for us there are no sides
just you and me
in 2-D
mathematical rays
aligned along the same plane
stretching on in one direction
endlessly
if what we had was a tooth pick
we couldnt be any skinnier
and if we are rays i guess that makes us co linear
like the midnight ride of paul revere
i couldnt be more sincere when i say
im kinda lost
in you
in you
and its crazy cuz i kinda want you to know
that im kinda lost in you
i have lost
myself
my intermediate yet subtle way of not trusting people
i have lost my inhibition
my hesitance
my appalling
my uninspiring
disbelief that happiness can be found
in you
i have lost
myself
my trigonometric belief that there are three sides to everything
like
his side/her side/the truth
beginning/middle/end
parents/lovers /friends
sky/water/sand
for us there are no sides
just you and me
in 2-D
mathematical rays
aligned along the same plane
stretching on in one direction
endlessly
if what we had was a tooth pick
we couldnt be any skinnier
and if we are rays i guess that makes us co linear
like the midnight ride of paul revere
i couldnt be more sincere when i say
im kinda lost
in you
PoetryScorned pt2
*part 2 of poetry scorned. read immediately after part 1*
dont call it writers block.
im passed all that.
past 6 months my pen been gaining weight
now its fat
not so simple to just pick up and write anymore
im wack
seems poetry was mad at me and took my pen out to eat
a lot
now i learn my pens been cheating on me with all the poetry it got
reason behind it being so heavy
it dont care about keeping it tight any more
its found a love more unconditional
more complete
more hardcore
what ive come to know as poetry scorned
so dont call it writers block
im past being lazy.
my pen being cheating on me
with poetry
now they're having a baby
called scorn
so now im listening to poetry's confessions
and im asking
poetry? how could you go?
around and hurt me so?
i tried
so hard to please you baby
but i just cant seem to, baby
and im heart broken
or broken-hearted because my pen and poetry betrayed me
i thought they'd be my future
them id always see
so now im stuck past writers block
past off my game
past saying "ill write tomorrow"
past being called lame
past watching 8mile
or listening to a black ice cd
past not being a poet
past wishing i was half as good as i used to be
stuck between looking at all my poetry books
and simply not writing anymore....
dealing with this
poetry
scorned
dont call it writers block.
im passed all that.
past 6 months my pen been gaining weight
now its fat
not so simple to just pick up and write anymore
im wack
seems poetry was mad at me and took my pen out to eat
a lot
now i learn my pens been cheating on me with all the poetry it got
reason behind it being so heavy
it dont care about keeping it tight any more
its found a love more unconditional
more complete
more hardcore
what ive come to know as poetry scorned
so dont call it writers block
im past being lazy.
my pen being cheating on me
with poetry
now they're having a baby
called scorn
so now im listening to poetry's confessions
and im asking
poetry? how could you go?
around and hurt me so?
i tried
so hard to please you baby
but i just cant seem to, baby
and im heart broken
or broken-hearted because my pen and poetry betrayed me
i thought they'd be my future
them id always see
so now im stuck past writers block
past off my game
past saying "ill write tomorrow"
past being called lame
past watching 8mile
or listening to a black ice cd
past not being a poet
past wishing i was half as good as i used to be
stuck between looking at all my poetry books
and simply not writing anymore....
dealing with this
poetry
scorned
PoetryScorned pt1
*part one of a performance piece. breaking them up so the post isnt as long. they do, however, go together. same poem*
Dont call it writer's block
im past all that
dont call it being shaky
rusty
or having to get my, groove back
-thats stella
im not that cat
its unreal cuz i cant seem to conceive the problem poetry has with me
it must be deep
its gotta be
cuz its not happening the way it used to
they like
what happened to him he used to be good
im past falling off
or tipping over
my poetical aptitude has ceased
im slow as hell compared to how i used to be
cuz
it seems,
poetry has a deep issue with me
walking past my old book the other day
it cut its eyes at me
"whats wrong???"
it sucked its teeth
"whats the problem seem to be?"
it said
"you dont touch me like you used to
my pages are still clean
its been too long since ive seen the ball of your pen
or your eyes' gleam"
so now im thinking theres something about the way she move...
and i cant figure it out, its just something about her...
cuz poetry done turned into the kinda woman that wants you but dont need you...
but its something about her...
me and poetry's message was misinterpreted
now she turned into miss independent and she working it
without me
her attention no longer on me
i cant give her what she needs
seems ive been poetry's love since i was born
now im stuck trying to deal with poetry scorned.
Dont call it writer's block
im past all that
dont call it being shaky
rusty
or having to get my, groove back
-thats stella
im not that cat
its unreal cuz i cant seem to conceive the problem poetry has with me
it must be deep
its gotta be
cuz its not happening the way it used to
they like
what happened to him he used to be good
im past falling off
or tipping over
my poetical aptitude has ceased
im slow as hell compared to how i used to be
cuz
it seems,
poetry has a deep issue with me
walking past my old book the other day
it cut its eyes at me
"whats wrong???"
it sucked its teeth
"whats the problem seem to be?"
it said
"you dont touch me like you used to
my pages are still clean
its been too long since ive seen the ball of your pen
or your eyes' gleam"
so now im thinking theres something about the way she move...
and i cant figure it out, its just something about her...
cuz poetry done turned into the kinda woman that wants you but dont need you...
but its something about her...
me and poetry's message was misinterpreted
now she turned into miss independent and she working it
without me
her attention no longer on me
i cant give her what she needs
seems ive been poetry's love since i was born
now im stuck trying to deal with poetry scorned.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
PleaseDontGo
please dont go because i really need u here
please dont go; who else will wipe my tears?
please dont go to a place ive never seen
please dont go; who will tell me sweet dreams?
please dont go, i remember ur voice from before i could see.
please dont go, who else will play for my team?
i kno i havent been perfect,
but i try really really hard
i want to make you happy
but u say u have to go do your job
Please Dont Go...
when will u return to me?
please dont go, im saying this sincerely
please dont go, there's nothing i wouldnt do
please dont go; to the ends of the earth id follow you...
please dont go; i cant hardly see your face anymore
vision blurred by swelling tears
pain from the ripped heart in my chest u tore
i need you here with me juss like every other day
i may be a little spoiled but u made me that way
please dont go; i dont know what else to say
dad u say u have to serve ur duty
u have to go to war
u have to because u were summoned
but what is this war for?
Please Dont Go...
Angie's Heart
im not an asshole.
you're not the victim.
stop acting like this aint the life
you about living.
we've been in this something
vicious
and now im left having these vicarious
visions
im hurt by this
my heart that is
when i once had your heart stupid
you came at me
primarily
reminding me "mistakenly"
of things i didnt prove to thee
and now im stuck remembering
how
i failed
plans
derailed
unfortunately
our fortune proved ugly
cuz i have love
but yours has ceased
hindsight gloomy prophesies
of how you said i knew your heart
and thats why i was the one
but
maybe im an asshole
maybe you're the victim
but neither was ever perfect
lets make it critical
we can agree
we're in a hole
and we passed our exit
months ago
ill be the one to own up to it
i was trippin
and now im left having these vicarious
visions
wishing
i hadnt taken it for granted
i was trusted
you put it in my hand
and only asked
i protect it
you're not the victim.
stop acting like this aint the life
you about living.
we've been in this something
vicious
and now im left having these vicarious
visions
im hurt by this
my heart that is
when i once had your heart stupid
you came at me
primarily
reminding me "mistakenly"
of things i didnt prove to thee
and now im stuck remembering
how
i failed
plans
derailed
unfortunately
our fortune proved ugly
cuz i have love
but yours has ceased
hindsight gloomy prophesies
of how you said i knew your heart
and thats why i was the one
but
maybe im an asshole
maybe you're the victim
but neither was ever perfect
lets make it critical
we can agree
we're in a hole
and we passed our exit
months ago
ill be the one to own up to it
i was trippin
and now im left having these vicarious
visions
wishing
i hadnt taken it for granted
i was trusted
you put it in my hand
and only asked
i protect it
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
The Story of Us...(Skype Piece w/ @LetaX)
MAR: whereas we pass/where is the past/i thought i passed...this spot before
LETA: but now it seems/the past just rings...ever constant in my ear/the memories, so hard to shake...wish i was anywhere but here
MAR: unreal feelings/surreal reelings/brain collapsing on itself like an abandoned building/and im dealing..or trying to...never was too good with the thought of losing you
LETA: and in losing you, i'm losing me...as whack as it sounds you complete me/so if what completes me deletes me out their life then im not whole...left with his gaping hole...fuck love and its unrelenting hold...on me
MAR: god gave us free will but im wishing he didnt/head splitting/cuz i know that you were the one he made for me...i should have just did what he took the time to tell me
LETA: He sent his signs...but you were so damn fine/i was blind...or...was it that i chose not to see...the pain you were causing me? you loved me so good but it hurt so bad/you took that love away and now i swear im going mad
MAR: and now im the stupid one/living in a world where you're with someone else/not my idea of fun
LETA: i try to leave the past in the past but as easily as your scent passes through my nostrils/or our favoirte song begins to play...i think of you...and hey, the memories werent all bad/even through the pain...i enjoyed the sunshine and the rain
MAR: they tried to tell me grass was greener on the other side of the fence/but them bastards lied the grass is greener where me and you are positioned/for now for then forever its real/ima be on my shit until you tell me we back in the deal
LETA: and thats why i cant leave you in the past...if youre in my past, im there too...no matter the time or place, my heart resides with you...the road may be bumpy and yea we have hills to climb/but just say you'll climb them with me...say you'll be mine
MAR: be mine/be mine/be my material love/cuz/the only thing that will show my worth is to have you by my side/complimentary like fashion accessories/you be the model...i be the necklace/the bracelet/the watch/the shoes on your feet/let me/compliment you...no matter the time or place, my heart resides with truth
LETA: ...divides with lies/pumps with passion...passion...for you/only you and yea I've shared my bed since we parted ways/ but the empty sex and nameless faces to fill the days dont compare to your ways, your demeanor, your smile...
MAR: ...your style of loving like gormet chocolate/my body bringing yours to tears of sweat/cries of ecstacy...consistently.../consisting of me and your torso's playing games of war/troy/thermopole...
LETA: a sexual battle as we perfect the art of seduction/sublime erections/cosmic connections...you know my body and follow directions so....well. its no wonder i can't get you out of my head, need you back in my bed, my heart...my life
LETA: but now it seems/the past just rings...ever constant in my ear/the memories, so hard to shake...wish i was anywhere but here
MAR: unreal feelings/surreal reelings/brain collapsing on itself like an abandoned building/and im dealing..or trying to...never was too good with the thought of losing you
LETA: and in losing you, i'm losing me...as whack as it sounds you complete me/so if what completes me deletes me out their life then im not whole...left with his gaping hole...fuck love and its unrelenting hold...on me
MAR: god gave us free will but im wishing he didnt/head splitting/cuz i know that you were the one he made for me...i should have just did what he took the time to tell me
LETA: He sent his signs...but you were so damn fine/i was blind...or...was it that i chose not to see...the pain you were causing me? you loved me so good but it hurt so bad/you took that love away and now i swear im going mad
MAR: and now im the stupid one/living in a world where you're with someone else/not my idea of fun
LETA: i try to leave the past in the past but as easily as your scent passes through my nostrils/or our favoirte song begins to play...i think of you...and hey, the memories werent all bad/even through the pain...i enjoyed the sunshine and the rain
MAR: they tried to tell me grass was greener on the other side of the fence/but them bastards lied the grass is greener where me and you are positioned/for now for then forever its real/ima be on my shit until you tell me we back in the deal
LETA: and thats why i cant leave you in the past...if youre in my past, im there too...no matter the time or place, my heart resides with you...the road may be bumpy and yea we have hills to climb/but just say you'll climb them with me...say you'll be mine
MAR: be mine/be mine/be my material love/cuz/the only thing that will show my worth is to have you by my side/complimentary like fashion accessories/you be the model...i be the necklace/the bracelet/the watch/the shoes on your feet/let me/compliment you...no matter the time or place, my heart resides with truth
LETA: ...divides with lies/pumps with passion...passion...for you/only you and yea I've shared my bed since we parted ways/ but the empty sex and nameless faces to fill the days dont compare to your ways, your demeanor, your smile...
MAR: ...your style of loving like gormet chocolate/my body bringing yours to tears of sweat/cries of ecstacy...consistently.../consisting of me and your torso's playing games of war/troy/thermopole...
LETA: a sexual battle as we perfect the art of seduction/sublime erections/cosmic connections...you know my body and follow directions so....well. its no wonder i can't get you out of my head, need you back in my bed, my heart...my life
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