Saturday, October 10, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
That is why I stay quiet and enjoy the peace because if I was to share a piece of myself it would get lost.
Or broken, in the hands of another.
Don't you know its better to hold on to your entity so entirely everything is somewhere to be found.
But when you're lost the signs don't make it simpler.
So guide me, guide me.
I'll be quiet and listen because I'm tired of opening my book to pages once left blank.
Not because I didn't know what to say but because I didn't want anyone reading between the lines.
So keep turning the pages or better yet close my book.
I'm editing myself so each line you read will be what is behind the whiteouts.
But for now I'll let the air hold my words.
I won't share. I won't.
Not even if you ask.
I understand that goes against my policy.
"Ask and I shall tell" but it just aint happening no more.
Not for some time.
I apologies but I need to dream away some days.
I'll wake in due time.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
i'll take my shoes off so i wont
walk all over it
ill take good care and make sure
that it stays in one piece
thanks for loaning me your heart
ill take care of it
i was bored lol sorry
hello, im new to this home
i thought i might stop by and help you pay rent
seems like you have cats
i love cats
maybe we can share
just like you can share your heart
if you want to, you can check my last apartments,
if you wish
all my payments were on time
it was just that they didn't like my garden
the roses were too pure and too red for them
maybe you can help me trim them
and keep them healthy
|5.||not fully developed or perfected in growth or condition; unripe; not properly aged: This peach is still green.|
|6.||unseasoned; not dried or cured: green lumber.|
|7.||immature in age or judgment; untrained; inexperienced: a green worker.|
|8.||simple; unsophisticated; gullible; easily fooled.|
|9.||fresh, recent, or new: an insult still green in his mind.|
|10.||having a sickly appearance; pale; wan: green with fear; green with envy.|
|11.||full of life and vigor; young: a man ripe in years but green in heart.|
|12.||environmentally sound or beneficial: green computers.|
Source : http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/green
I know we should give & expect nothing in return, but I sometimes experience a sour feeling.
I guess it can be described as me being green.
All I can do is be grateful that there is One greater than all of us whom I can give my burdens to.
Yep, I`ve gone from green to grateful in a moments notice.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
There are usually two ends of the process.
You`re either being let go or doing the letting.
Is it possible that they are both equally as painful as the other?
If in most cases it`s inevitable that this is the final destination, would we start relationships in the first place?
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Some random lady, I dont remember but mom said so.
SO I`ll continue to take it as so.
I wonder if those talent shows we won were the extent of that "stardom", because I can`t see it from my end.
Didn`t mean for it to happen.
I didn`t ask for the passion,
For the intensity when you look at me.
I don`t want it.
But I need it.
They say we get those we need not who we want,
So I guess I have to take it.
I guess I have to breathe in it,
Learn it, get comfortable.
But I`m scared.
There, I said it.
That doesn`t make it any easier though.
I don` t feel any lighter.
If anything it`s weighing me down even more.
Why did destiny have to choose me?
Let me stop fronting!
I`m glad it chose me.
Otherwise I`d be ignorant to the passion,
The intensity in your eyes.
The lack of gravity there is when I`m with you.
I wouldn`t understand the concept behind Soulmate.
You could be mine, someday.
But until then, I`ll give you time.
There, I said it.
Time to regroup and grow.
So you can be your best.
It`ll also give me time,
To accomplish what I need to.
Time is the only thing that stands between.
It occupies the space between the moment I let you go to let you grow
And the moment I can rest in our security.
You`re more than worth the wait.
There, I said it.
I`ll be waiting.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Before she had left she said,
"You're either going to be in business, law or in politics.
I'll remember your face because I'll be seeing it alot."
I am more in Love with her than she thinks. And I don't want to admit to it because she might leave once she knows the truth.
I want to lie to her so she can stay longer but that's not the right thing to do. I'm continously building my wall and I can't stop until I begin to realize (and understand) the intensity of her Love.
We shall see...
Friday, July 3, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
I just listen and slowly die with each word being said.
I don't know what to do,
Or if there is anything I can do.
She deserves so much more and he needs to find someone else.
Why am I in the middle even if it's not an argument about me anymore?
She works forever, he tries to work for forever.
I can't do this...it's killing me.
I want to live in this house.
As a brother, as a son, as a supporter.
Why can't we move....
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I realized that my life is a secret. Only because no one wants to really understand me. I talk too much. I listen too much. I care too much. I dislike too much. So in the end of you trying to understand me you get lost in my words. You get lost in my meaning. You get lost in what I’m trying to convey. So who do I have left, no one. That is why I have my own accomplishments, my own deaths, my own achievements, my own fails, my own trials and tribulations but most importantly my own joys. And I’m not trying to make it seem like a “sappy,” “no one cares about me” story. But really, when is the last time you’ve seen me happy. Yesterday, maybe? Well, when is the last time you’ve known, really known, understood, that I was happy. You don’t, and its not your fault. It’s mine. I hate to fail. I hate to know about myself. I hate to realize my potential because I can be powerful and I am. I hate to realize my detriments because it just hurts and I can't deal with the pain. So in the end I'm dying to live even though living can feel like I'm dying. So I'm just in a cycle of psychological misunderstanding or maybe I think too much and I drown in my thoughts. Either way, I have no one. Who do you have? Enjoy them while you can.
I am writing to you on behalf of myself and my BestFriend Eboni Moore, who is also a 19 year old Detroit resident. My BestFriend and I will be hosting picnics and we are extending an invitation and we hope you can make it.
We have realized the loss of the legendary Michael Jackson. In that, we have thought that if he was invited to our picnics the world could still have him a little longer on this beautiful Earth. We know you may think this is farfetched but we believe in that idea truly and dearly. Thus, we would like to meet you and be in your presense before anything happens to any of us. Life is too short and we want to grasp on to as much as possible.
We believe you are a wonderful person and we're sure if you are in attendance you would enjoy life so much more. We would appreciate it if you took time out to read this and respond.Our Picnics will be located on Belle Isle in Detroit. The date is to be whenever you set it, as we know you are busy. All we wish to have is an hour, or two, to just talk and enjoy what others oversee; good company. In that, I want to end by saying thank you (if you took the time to read this) and that we can't wait to see you at the Picnic. We will be expecting you.
You can reach us at:
Yours in Peace,
My kisses taste better than chocolates.
They taste like rainbows.
More colors together to create black.
So white that we are the only channels people will see on tv.
We don’t tell lies through vision.
We vision the lies people tell to break us.
We don’t break up, we make up.
Color the pale that makes us ghost.
Makes us leave each other.
Soon as I get back we’ll never leave each other.
We are martyrs without the pain.
We gain range to change when rain stains.
We cry through the sky because we rely on the pride we hold inside.
I abide in your home because mi casa es tu casa
I will be home soon.
My kisses taste like starburst.
A burst of passion.
Starting on the lips lingering down to the soul.
You feel it inside, intense like my love.
Sending you into dreams.
Dreams of us together.
Kissing one another.
My kisses combined with yours causes electricity.
I spark you as you touch me.
Eager, we seem to connect.
Never letting go.
Finally our hearts are whole.
No separation, isolation.
We cling in desperation.
Never knew our love was so breath taking.
Accomplished at last.
We stand together, stronger than before.
Willing to last forever.
My love, your love.
Separate no more. We are lovers till the end.
The end it better be, or you will feel the wrath of wil ol’ me.
You drive me to live.
Or else I’d go off course.
You give me a heart that actually drives to live.
She is my broken heart because she recreated it.
She made it whole.
Creating a new cycle that was delightful.
Inside glow, she makes me shine.
Makes me rhyme when I can.
Can me for days of destruction.
Then when I’m needed I’ll be ready.
And all you have to do is open me.
You open me.
I am the flowers.
I want you to count them so petals petal faster and faster.
Until I become dizzy of your image.
Your image is all I want to dream of.
I dream of goodnight moon wondering how sunshine is going to wake up.
I wish I could see you, see you I wish.
To be together till there is no more I wish.
I wish to be yours.
To inspire you more until your words are my words.
We are words.
We create stories just to remake fables and make them true.
We are true.
Wasn’t supposed to fall for you like this.
So quick, so deep.
In love I believe.
My feelings so strong.
How can you make me feel so beautiful?
Just by kissing my lips.
Sweet kisses of love that last for eternity.
Even when we pull away.
Longing for one more just to get through the night.
Heart beating so swiftly.
Blood flowing elsewhere; your brain isn’t functioning.
Your mind is on me.
The things we can do if you just relax.
I’ll take us there, you just enjoy.
Entries of pleasure.
The words just roll off my tongue.
The actions from your fingertips.
Exploring every inch.
Biting of the lip, eyes closed as we reach the next level.
You make me. You make me.
See you create the person I am.
The person I want to be.
The you I want to be with.
You make me.
You make me and if you break me you’ll find a piece of you inside.
You make me.
He is…my relaxation; temptation.
To give him my all, my heart.
Overflow of love.
He is…caring; deserving of everything I have to offer, and more.
My better is better than your all.
My all rocks his socks.
He is…protection; from destruction of my heart.
The keeper of my love.
Where my soul goes to rest.
He is…a must have; what I lust for, in mind and body.
Stimulating my muscles.
The way my mind thinks.
He is…what I can’t let go of.
He is mine, my heart, my soul.
The connection that shall not be broken.
The love that can’t be tainted.
He is to me what I am to him.
A completion to life.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Did you see a great moment?
Did you look to your left and your right?
Was it fam?
Was it friends?
Was it her or him?
Either way, I just want to share this quote,
"It's not about the activity or the journey. It's about who goes through it with you."
Enjoy the lights. Just keep on living.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
I will be posting events, or interesting facts, or little things about life that I find I should share with the world, or just you.
I hope you enjoy.
(F.I.Y. : The other Blog will be set up for Poetry/Arts only.)