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Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

Other Side of Loneliness


Across deep canyons many stand cocooned
Blind to each other on their own shore
Few grab the courage to jump
In order to swim through skies
Free floating, soaring, or jetting through atmospheres

Across canyons many feel marooned as if
They were displaced by laughing powers
Falling to floors holding their stomachs laughing
At our misfortunes and small chance of escape
We think, judge ourselves, and believe hope is somewhere

Across canyons few shout their tortures, feelings and inner thoughts
Some jump into waterless ravines or
Leap blindly knowing their wings aren't yet that strong
Some find the strength they need from afar but closer but closer to the heart
Even from strangers from the other side of the canyon as earthly siblings feeling
When haunting echoes are answered

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Dimensions

In my world

Hope rests resurrected on wings of the fortunate mover

Moving loose planks and bricks from demolished foundations

She/he waits for rain and sunshine

For life to spring forth they know change occurs before the storms have passed

Alas the slow ones have been silenced

While the colorful stay ashamed still being blamed for violence

In my world

Arch deciders mark the mentally disturbed

When hurt lingers unchecked in suffering minds of the meek

Leading to a place called loneliness close to the graveyard of broken hearts and

The systematic sufferers wear soiled drawers with holes and shoes without soles

Despair rests in the hearts of the patient for they no longer hold strength left to move

Told the nights aren't that cold and that that smell isn't rotting food

Walking streets and government allotments without a present history left to prove

They wait for the tide to reside once more

While they hustle pennies before it once again rises

Amongst depleted ozone's fragile skin scorched soil flooded plains and pure flowstones

Lies the answers in time unfolds for awesome open eyes

Simple solutions for complex problems revolving around tow impounds and

False crowns of imprisonment while the deceiver waits patiently in a friendly disguise

 There you'll see an exit here you might see the lost and forgotten long lost

With pride quieted to memories and the look of promise vague almost gone from eyes

Different dimensions foster realities which differ with the painted skies

Menions rise through shattered glass along with the shattering of lives

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The Meek and Humble
Category: Writing and Poetry

Teasing laughter hurts my manhood
As your cries solidify my ever present pain
Tears from you soothe my heart
For I no longer have to sob in solitude for suffering
I feel every blade that penetrates your bowels
I burn with every bullet that pierces your flesh
My chest collapses alas as we breathe our last breath
You are me and We are the meek and humble souls
Keeping screaming hearts warm when the world is so cold

Smiles given hurt my cheeks
As a simple message reassures you still care
You are my friend when the end seems grim
Compassion is shown even though I sleep on your floor… thankful
You are my face that greets the welcoming sun after battle
While cherubs sing death songs for the poor
Victories and triumphs we share throughout all time
As we defeat our foes with a sharp swift sword
Like falcons free cutting through the air
You are me and We are the meek and humble souls
Keeping screaming hearts warm when the world is so cold

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Walking Through life Troubled
Category: Writing and Poetry

Coagulated blood sticks to my sneakers

As I walk down streets of despair

The youth know not how to cry

So their grandmothers do instead while

Their parents miss sleep in Stale aired Jail cells

A text message to a young lover reaches waiting phone cells

As their worker sits acting busy sending funny e-mails

America Cries silent tears unheard

Babies scream lonely songs unanswered

As the adolescent learns how a police baton feels fully extended

My eyes know no mercy or distinction and

Only real suffering is felt by single mothers of color

No hugs, only at funerals

Pain is real and Hope lies

Birthdays are spent alone in binged solitude

The Blunt doesn't burn slow enough

As our fears materialize with the rising tides the smoke lingers and times subside

As out pockets grow light with the raised gas price

Where questions are seldom answered so you best ask twice

When the toddler only has cereal and yellow rice

Mother has nothing

But stinging memories from the fury felt by past lovers

Lawmakers and leaders pronounce the change is always pretended

Hungry father leaves the house with an automatic and fully clips extended

One foolish brave life was ended when bullets dispersed

Bank robbery to feed his family… and real friends eat

No one is called a murderer when dreams were killed first

Now we sleep sound once more

Even though Rap songs are still blamed for the bodies found on the floor

Don't forget the media TV and all the reckless gore

Hip Hop lives in stories of inner city struggles bloody puddles amongst the poor

If I could only be born blind I would not see

But we still smell the sweet essence of death under crispy yellow sheets

Smell the rotting corpse of our society left to be

Hear flies of people unclaimed rotting in dope fiend alleys and foreclosed houses

Hear with sensitive ears the gurgling of fluid filled breaths from oiled arteries clogging

I still see the yellow police tape no new agencies report my stomach knotting

I drive fast as high as I can

Refusing to walk through life troubled

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tick tick BOOM
Category: Writing and Poetry

Poked and Prodded
Like a man does to an animal he's probably killed
Forgotten like spit left on the cold concrete
Built with anger pain and rage
On a stage for no one else to notice or consume
Tick Tick BOOM

Patience is a stranger
Since estrangement is his friend
Knows no heroes to look up to
No person to talk to
The chains wear heavy all around him
Rattle like a song he cannot stop
Running for he can walk no more

He falls to his kneez faster than his tear can reach the floor
Now he's broken
Soft spoken
Well awakened from the toxic chemical binge
The stench is foul the air is stagnant
He see's faces that are not now present
Yes he only smells revenge

A smile of purpose fills the face now dry from heat
A dark stride he struts as he exits the demolished room
He lives in a place we never want to be
A tomb with forgotten souls
Not enough strength to grab ahold of the sun
He only admires the orange moon

His reactions are much too quick to notice now
His enemies have now met their doom
If only they looked tried to understand his ways
Now unfortunately much too late
Tick Tick Boom

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Broken
Category: Writing and Poetry

He enters a world absent of common reality
A room's walls tear down and Hell quickly surrounds
Outdoors in the sunshine with the birds
Beauty is acknowledged but the sky turns to darkness
The clouds turn red with revenge
He only retaliates
Within

He loses others but first looses himself
Hope is a dream never again to cross the highways of the once imaginative mind
Soul floats above the body circling to enter from the easiest place
The heart beats to a choking rhythm that makes the clock fierce and unforgiving
When a man has been broken

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Yesterday
Current mood: hopeful
Category: Music

It holds no substance to what
tomorrow might bring

the nights are cold today
the windchill factor it stings

The hearts of hungry souls
but hope hangs firm from a string

easy to stab but hard to grab
these nice luxurious things

Some times we're tangled
when the battle rests on angels strong wings

It aint over until we hear the voice of
Mahalia sing

They keep on tellin us it'll change
Should thank the preacher like king

Martin Luther is dead & gone
To youth the freedom don't ring

So what's to do by us
can only do much but we must stand-

side by side til until the tide changes
Give faith a little chance

hard work a child is born And so through birth
there is a chance-

to come a new and teach a few different
consider a hand-

offered it goes a long way
truth we believe in as God as our guide

shake the fake & conquer evil
yes along with our pride

Black I am But before all
Yes I'm only a man

human being tryin to do some thangs
it ain easy to stand

I demand the truth be told

rogueish yadadaymeen

We all want the best that life has
and conquer our dreams

It can happen why do we wake up
& bright shines the sun?

Tomorrow waits hope I breath
with a gift to live on proof that we've won

When decievers fall the outcome
is the People stand tall

with a memory in a souls heart

or a tag on the wall

If not the sun rises again
with a memory of you

the days past to move the present now
tell me what will you do?

to move the earth & make it turn
like the blast from a gun

the bullet turns to cut a path
when the web has been spun

Honest have no time for children
but they think that we run

We're all responsible to make the waves
tell me what have you done?

Don't be afraid to turn the page
tell me what have you done?

The youth are lost & full of rage
Now tell me what have you done?

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Invitation
Category: Writing and Poetry

Soaked
Throbbing
Absent from concentration and patience
She is waiting
For the main event(s)

Pleasure Undefined
is the extent
As she extends the invitation.

Comforting
Nurturing
Providing raised temperatures
In this confined location
This divine location
Found lonely equally giving
Through provocation

Life giving and taking
This beautiful place
A flower or blossom
Describes her face
When overcome by passion
Some won't mind to taste

Teasing you
Pleasing you
Corralling my emotions
To the peak
The peak of excstacellestial explosion

In you I am so strong but
With you I am so weak

Mutual benefits with your persuasion
Fits of lust I must admit
To explore your fruitful depths
With caution and much anticipation
Enjoyment on a higher level
Some in lieu might boast of heaven

Yes... Oh Yes

I accept your invitation

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Life
Category: Writing and Poetry

Circumstance & Consequence


I know too well the course of things and
What I've brought into this life I lead

My learning course
Atop rocky mist-filled mountains
I shiver
I wait for a sign of meaning that only God can deliver

But I know
That no one asked me to climb up here

I'm so used to being down there
Wallowing mirage-like
Scope seems hopeless
Ever distant like dreams of free flying

Balancing carefully on fences that separate me
From self defeat
Stretching my neck downwards & sometimes dragging my feet

For I know then but
Was so blind to myself
Reflection in the mirror then
I never did see
Treading Water continuously
Tired chance that I ever did be

Now a change has occurred
Miracle within a planted seed
Enchanted and spirit filled
Everything about love that the good book reads

I must prepare a path of prosperity
So being must have few needs

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Dissatisfied 11/25/07 

I see my self clearer through fogs of despair,

a plug into my own drain that provides comfort, release and relief.

I am unforgiving and hounding,

nothing heavenly like the form of a dove.

I stay incomplete by my own foul yearnings.

I am a being already adorned by kind souls purchased love freely,

Apart and very far from selfish for themselves I question

But undeniably toward me

I grab for what I cannot have altogether,

Therefore I loose my self always slowly.

I am held guilty like the murderer of a young child girl,

asking to be set loose... I am

A greedy soul that still yearns to be admired and loved…

forever and unfortunate

Without a lasting comfort to console I exist in pain,

yet closer to the universal power that creates and pacifies-

all living things altogether.

I am infinite in my existence with or without a shell

Unsettled and undecided

upon with whom I'd like to embark upon this journey forever

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