The sound…10 instruments of speech Wailing a soundless language That orchestrates words with the world as the symphony; Feeling the soft strums of her violin Daps from my baritones Pounding these concrete keys As a way through life as smooth as a harp’s stroke… The rhythm…An unheard feeling Moving along to a mimicked beat, Harmonized… [Read more…]
December 8, 2011
The shattered souls of the star-struck dreamers echo your valleys Ghost haunt your diners, restaurants, clubs Unknowing of their demise They lifelessly roam amongst the living Craving the birthing life of stardom you’ve given a chosen few. And with tombstones lining the sidewalks Hugging the highway of road killed hearts Resident tourist still enter the… [Read more…]
November 14, 2011
Recognize the star that fell into the sea, Boiling the ocean’s current, To shiningly rest upon the shadowy sand of the bottom And yet still twinkle as if never fallen from the sky’s darkness. Imagine an eclipsed moon, Trapped behind the light of the sun, To glow in view of nothingness Leaving an indefinite gloom… [Read more…]
November 10, 2011
Step 1. Comfort the dry and wet cries. Step 2. Hold to your truth, in your arms she’ll rest when tired of standing by their lies. Step 3. Listen to what they only hear, capturing the missing pieces Step 4. In the hectic city in which they reside be the island a rapid beat eases.… [Read more…]
September 11, 2011
You’re the rainbow within the hurricanes eye The unscathed sanctuary atop a earthquake of historic proportion. Staring at your soft sand beach as the clearest of seas glides across shores With a wrath of pearl harbor wickedness as a cinematic backdrop. You are the polluted air, Desired meal full of the worst ingredients Savoring the… [Read more…]
September 8, 2011
No Church In The Wild world of wayward ways Lift Off occurs unforgiven from sinful sandbags Weight forcefully lands the atonement rocket to soil of ignorance And the native words to our foreign ears clearly conveys us as Niggas In Paris. Lettered that Otis (only time is safe) governs our luck And freedom “I Gotta… [Read more…]
September 2, 2011
Unbearable to look, A peripheral glance can’t be standed so imagination of the ideal image is imagined, And lived with closed eyes. Avoiding opened contact The unseen visuals become lying-truths. A cracked lid peaks the sight of deceit Behind nearly shut lashes sees painful stares, Blurry and unfocused, increasingly disappointed views. Looking is to face… [Read more…]
August 28, 2011
Give me the love you gave him And I will show you the heart I lent to her. I want the same tears you gave him when he made you smile The passionate kiss and leaping hug he took for granted And I’ll sketch the outline to my inner cosmos. Tell me the wants you… [Read more…]
February 7, 2012
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