Sunday, September 23, 2007

Out with the old in with the new

A soul that's lost is hard to find
When all that stood by you is passing you BYE
Unbuckled pants
And a pointed gun
Temple filled with grief
Your spirit willingly gave up all your religious beliefs
So you stand with your head tilted to the side
No longer is it raised to the sky
Right hand pointing the gun with your left hand clutching your hip
Breathing steadily as you bite your bottom lip
Glossy eyes stirring ahead
Wishing those that hurt you were all dead
Looking in the mirror you pull the trigger
Your kinky hair transformed to straight
Your thick curvy body is now a slendor shape
Everything that symbolized your heritage you diminished the trait
Your crazy clothes is now conventional among the norm
Your spontaneous attitude has been conformed
With your heart beat up and torn
You walked away from all the old pain
Running with open arms towards the new.

I was just thinking...

I want to go natural but my roots are to stretch
I long for a future but my past been erased
Kind of tired of making excuses
Of why I stray from all the popular abuses
Like drink drink drink until your conciousness slip away
Or mold mold mold because my life is your clay
I'm tired of following the crowd
Just gonna sit here for a while
Writing my poems
I'll do alright on my own
No other minds to guide me
With God standing beside me
I'M GETTING RIGHT INSIDE ME
'Cause no physical on this earth
Can ever tell me my worth
In all proven facts
I'm the only one that can do that
So I'm gonna ask you kindly
To elevate your minds please
Our connection soaring on another level
Forever changing our perceptions
Kind of loving this new direction
Conforming from the old way we displayed our affection
My thoughts swaying from life to soaring to new flights is crazy
But ideas and having new inspirations to share amaze me
Time to turn off the lights and close the door
Tomorrow just flick the lights back on with a limitless ability to explore.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

TIME TO VENT

It's funny how at the click of your fingers
Or at the sight of your anger
Things dont ever go exactly how you plan it
Energy and energy is put forth to reach your AIM
And at the end you may still lose the GAME
So you choice to pull a chair away from the table and just sit
Kick both legs up and rest your back against the wall
Wake up and open your eyes and ears to the world
At this point wisdom and knowledge is gathered and reality hit
I'm-just-a-pawn-in-this-chess-tournament
Tick-tick-tock-goes-time-with-vast-opportunities
Am I gonna QUIT?
It's time to resist that mind frame
Frame upon frame in a line are pictures
Pictures that captures so much for the eyes to see but nothing for my ears to hear
Hear the earth speak to you
You are filled with endless possibilities
Possibilities are ENDLESS
Endless goes without limits
Limits end at one road one point
One point that we will all meet at the end of one gleaming road
And a hand is stretch out
Time to pay your toll
Did you live a life of morals?
Or did you live a life of quarrals?
Looking up to think
Finding my memories were erased
Those memories were really bad
And he did not let me keep anything that made me sad
So he lifted up all my burdens
'Cause he knew most of them left me hurting
Memories of me bleeding inside
"GOD I'M READY TO DIE"
But all he did was let me cry
And made me STAND wiping my weeping eyes
So I just kept on standing and started helping his world
When old age hit I smiled and softly knocked on his door

Knock...Knock

"Come in"

"Is it time to explore ?"

My struggling spirit is okay now

I made it through.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

A balance breakfast of wisdom

Slices of apples, bananas, and pears
Start the race focused, with energy, and care
One foot in front of the other

Keep ya pace
Because one mis-step will land you right on ya face
Many will smile and wave
And as you put one foot in front of the other

Ya'll pass them "BYE"
With your gleaming eyes towards the sky
Now your back is turned
And their red eyed vengence BURN
Its time to plot
To take her spot
I'll make her fall
And I'll past them all
One step-two steps-three steps
PLOP
One step-two steps-three steps
FLOP
Now the red eyes feel so ashamed
With throbbing limbs in so much pain
Straining to look through the redness finding no one to blame

But I never attempted to run
I just kept my pace
Because I knew one mis-step would land me right on my face
A lesson learned
Just wait your turn
Slices of apples, bananas, and pears
Start the race focused, with energy, and care
One foot in front of the other.

I hit the breaks...shower windows fly everywhere

I hit the brakes and all I saw was a bunch of shower windows falling out the back of my truck! Instantly, I was brought back to loving rays striking the shower's window and my body's small frame. This sunshine complimented the silky glaze of my youthful skin as the soap saudes ran down my legs into the bath tube's drain. That shower window brought peace and grace to me. I felt as though I was unreachable as the sun's rays transported me to another world set apart from all earthly things. It was as if my innocence poured out my very existence and was stopping up the bath tube's drain. My bath tube overflowed with ease, comfort, and delight which came from my temple and originated from the sunshine that beamed through my shower window striking my soul with its vivid colors created by each sun ray. My shower window created this joyous world for 15 minutes everyday by allowing the sunshine to enter my world and take me to its own. Finally, I jump out of my past finding myself rushing back to my present, with this unwanted overwhelming emtion of sadness. How many beatiful moments that were shattered by this accident. I'm left pondering about the many people that will not be able to endure the sun's precious moments shining into their routine shower. So, I am left smiling noting to myself that "I will never forget the joy the sun gave me through my shower window"!

Monday, September 10, 2007

Jus don't get enuff...but I'm still standing

I keep hearing about love and its making me sick
Love Love Love the word is making me itch
Why is so many people stuck on this feeling
When they need to focus on their soul getting a natural healing

Yeah i mean this special person kind of drive me crazy
Got my heart yelling "Someone please save me"!
But my soul is like "Dis bull dont faze me"!
Wanting to press rewind
REFUND MY TIME!
Cause he got me feeling hazy

So we going tit for tat
And dis for dat
Dang hands eager to grab him back
But check dis he already got a lady
So I'm forced to turn around
Pick my face off the ground
And walk away from all my maybes????!!!!

But its okay
Cause-dat-craziness-happened-the-other-day
Now-check-it, i got my eye on dis other guy right outside
O no he's looking,
what to do, what to do,
Jus wave "HI"
I have to get this guy
Get back my pride
Maybe this will stop the hurt inside

So i took his number
In the mist of the summer
WOW we were kind of relating
So we started dating
I treid to be patient
But...But...,
Temptations had me makin deals wit Satan
Marriage, Marriage, but i dont feel like WAITIN

So he told me he loved me
And would not put no other female above
Um, um, me and Satan shaked hands
And him and I started doing our dance

Tick...tick...tock, nine months later i was forced to play house
Who would have known this fool was a louse
He left me when i went to the store
And believe me when i say i know the true meaning of "When it rains it pours"

So i stand cooking at the stove
Feeling like this world is so cold
Thinking back to that night i handed it over and my soul was sold
"Why did I listen when he told me he loved me"

I keep hearing about love and its making me sick
Love Love Love the word is making me itch
Why is so many people stuck on this feeling
When they need to focus on their soul getting a natural healing

So to that first man that left me in pain
I would never ever wish the same
But my day is feeling better
After writing this letter
And know this one thing:
"The same heart that hurt is the same heart that will heal"!

Monday, September 3, 2007

Sad moments can bring new beginnings

Sad moments hurt and leaves you in "No Land"
Longing for hope
Reaching out to "No Hand"
Uncertain of the times
Ticking away with broken bonds
Plenty of moments gone undefined
"Will things get better"?
You sit and watch the world keep on going
Be patient and wait for tomorrow's unknowing
Ideas in my mind for the future is overflowing
Events from my past is shaping all these emotions that are not meant to last
The pain, the shame, all these feelings hitting my internal fast
My happy morning is gone
All because of one phone call
Sister is revisiting all of her "What Happeneds" feeling alone
So she decided to pick up the phone and call to bring me along
She pulls back and aim
Her target, like always, remains the same
To bring me down
And bring back that O so familiar frown
To turn me into her little baby clown
Ring Ring, Hello, I heard her tone
I quickly hung up the phone
I sent a text that read:

"Your thirst is clear
And your roots are dry
Let out your tears
And Prepare to fly
Your tears sometimes serve as nourishment for growth
Tomorrow gets better if you dont give up hope
But today i wont let you bring me down
No More being your little baby clown
Because whatever dont change is not growing
And whatever is not growing is dying slowly".