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Thursday, December 11, 2008
30 minutes being in love
So the first minute would be the moment we met,
at the fifth minute we had our first kiss.
By the 10th we become a pair.
By the 15th minute u believed in me,
and I had nothing but love for you,
30 seconds later I was willing to give every kind of love possible,
u know that kind of love where u text in the middle of the day to say hey,
the kind of love where u can't help but smile when ur name is mention,
that kind of love where u have a long day and I massage ur feet,
that kind of love where u stay on the phone all night;
and u have a friendly argument abt who hangs up first.
But when we got to the 20th minute I was expecting some good loving,
but it only took a second to realize that wasn't going to happen.
So by the 25th minute I was some y did I get married stuff,
I throw away my 80 to get 20.
By the 28th minute u was in tears,
at 29 minutes it was over,
at 29 minutes and 45 seconds I left u with a broken heart.
Damn, Wale once said Love is the slowest form of suicide,
at the 30th minute a part of u died.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Anything is possible!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, November 3, 2008
November 3rd 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Long Way To Go
Listen young brother
Right now your in one the toughest situation
You have ever faced in life
Your at a point were you question yourself
You probably feel like though you have prevailed in each battle
That your soul is being diminished in the war
And at now your at the point of quitting
You feel like there is no reason to fight
But you quitting doesn't just hinder you
But everyone that looks to for inspiration
You may think this is the last chapter
But there is so many more after
When you think you got it bad think about
Pursuit of Happyness and Daddy girls!
Keep your head up and continue to move forward because
You have a long way to go.
Listen self
I have something to talk about
We have been heartless for so long
That us being heartless have created
A element of fear
We worry of the risk to put ourselves back out there
We take risks with everything else
Except "Finding Forever"
We hide our feelings with our words
But if someone looked in our eyes
They would see how we picture
Many possibilities
But your haunted by what love has done too
That you can't put your lips together and say like
Forever my be close by
But it seems so far away
Eventually you will make it to that point
But right now
You have a long way to go
This last will remain nameless
6 to 7 months ago kicked off
The adventure of discovery of
Character, personality, and
Simple who you are and I am
And influence on my thoughts
My mind state has grown like
My dreams are volcano's
Erupting into ideas
But this adventure
Has lead to unknown
Our compass of pride
Can't direct you or I on my next move
And there is no moss on the trees to
Show which way is north
So, we are force to wait
Until its dark and see the north star
But will finding the north star end
This journey
Or is it still
A long way to go?
Thursday, October 30, 2008
The Battle!!!!!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
The Growth
Those that know me very well or from a distance can honestly say they have seen me real grow up lately, upon entering this school year, I did a self evaluation on things I want to improve on and most of those things were social improvements. I still need some work but I have came along way, I don't say smart ass comments as much and have a better choice of words for situations now, I admit I still joke around a lot, but I have never been a dry person so, I don't think that will change much but people are finally seeing there is a lot to me then what I lead people on about me. They also recognize the potential that I have, and recognize it's time for to apply myself more than ever, that's why I have cut certain things off that can be a potential distraction. I have also made the decision to be celibate for a while. I was once challenge last year that if I didn't pursue the opposite sex for a year, I would be more productive, at first I thought what's life without sex? I'm a college man, that would be foolishness, but I do see how affective I am without it. I'm also trying to be more forgiving and honest. But like a plant, I will continue to weather the storm of life, and grow from the light of knowledge. For those around me, you are now witnessing the growth!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Circle Of Trust
Monday, October 13, 2008
Vacation: from writing
She is......................
A daughter
A sister
A leader
A uplifting spirit
A server of the people
She is .....
A fighter
A protector
A provider
A person that is humble
A lady
She is.....
A women that doesn't fear or worry because she puts god first
She is .....
Strong willed, filled with love, wrapped with class, marinated in beauty, baked in the oven of intellect, rosted to make perfectionS
he is Kacey Alexandra Holland
She is A queen
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Dear To Dream
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Public Service Announcement
I got something on my mind and some shit I need to say
Some might agree and others might feel some type of way
Let me first say fuck you!!!!!
To those that think being ignorant is the thing to do.
And maybe I’m the only one that finds this funny
That there is a recession, but every nigga is claiming they got money
Also let me talk a moment to address this
If u prefer using a gun instead of your fist
Then I must point out for that you’re officially a bitch
Another thing, a girl with no brains and a pretty face
Always look for love in the wrong place
A woman with low self esteem
A man can sell them a 99 cent dream
And tell her she’s pretty and he loves her to get in her jeans
So, ladies love your self
Before for love anyone else
Next do you remember when nice guys finish in first place?
Well I guess bad guys must be on HGH
Because a good can’t even win the bronze in a 3 person race
I also notice it cost more to eat healthy and it’s cheap to pay for a heart attack
Its $5 for a salad and its only $2 for a Big Mac
But yet all McDonald’s commercials are aimed towards Latinos and Blacks
Parents give their kids whoppers instead of Wheaties
And wonder why at 8 years old, 300 pounds and have diabetes.
Instead of them outside playing, you let your kids watch reality TV.
And I’m tired of brothers using the excuse of not having a father figure
To act out as dumb ass niggas
Because I didn’t have mines
And I grew up just fine
What makes me sad, when I was written this all down
There is some African kids killing and raping everyone in the town
Can’t afford help but they but able to buy bullet rounds
They say money makes the world go round
And I hear money is the root of all evil, but yet they print on it in god we trust
Employment is down but gas prices are up
I got so many questions and very few answers
We been raising money for years but still can’t cure A.I.D.S. or Cancer
It’s easier to not try, so everyone wants to be hustlers or video dancers
Going to college is hard, selling drugs and going to jail is easy
Instead of being doctor, ladies rather look good for the camera and look sleezy
Every girl wants to be video vixen and every dude wants to be weezy
Our generation run from the light and sits in the dark
Tattoos is a trend now, it used to be body art
Everyone wants to go to heaven but no one wants to die
You got two face niggas making it rain in the club, I call them aquemini
And just a moment ago
I heard there are a lot of problems in the Congo
Every time we attack a country we doing the right thing but everyone else is a terrorist
And the media feeds us a bunch of bullshit
Sometimes I wonder does Bin Laden exist.
Now you gotta watch what you say
Before you get sent to Guantanamo Bay
There is a lot more I have to say
But I do want to exceed my time because I see people counting
So, this concludes my Public Service Announcement!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Jungle Fever
But then she posed half naked on magazine covers
And started having multiple lovers
So I left her
Cause Jay said when a good girl goes bad, she’s gone forever.
Who would’ve thought she would change faster than North Carolina weather
So, anyways
One day
I was out, saw this white chick and hoped she “Walk this Way”
And she did, it was just my luck
I walk up and say what’s up
She said nothing much
Then we connected instantly
She was fresh with her t-shirt reading AC/DC
She notice I had on SB’s but I’m not skater
I told her do me a favor
Give me your number so we can get up later
I called her; we started talking about past relationships
She told the dude she was with
The had a Fall Out Boy
He brought pain and stole all her joy
She describe as the devil without horns
As a Freak On a Leash, like Korn
We she dumped him, she was happy but he cried
And let him know it’s Too Late to Apologize.
She told me to come over her place, she lives uptown
Crazy, my ex lives 3 Doors Down
She invited me, and lit up some Purple Haze
Smoke some with her got raised
Her crib reminded me of Electric Lady Land
I was warned about girls like her by Lenny Kravitz
But I didn’t care, because I had to have it
We start to KISS
She had those Rolling Stone lips
Interracial sex, I call it Californication
I’m a Gym Class Hero, I passed her physical examination
I did more then made her cum
I did it to her until she felt Numb
You all might be mad at me in the black world
But viva la white girl.
She might not be able to dance
But she gives me good Chemical Romance
She wears short skirts and knee high socks and is out of control
The girl I’m talking about is Rock-n-Roll
First Date
I’m taking the girl of my dreams, on a date.
I pull up to her spot and no I’m not going to sit in the car and honk my horn like she’s a whore
I’m a man of respect, so I’m going to go knock on the door.
She answers, and tells me to come, and that she’ll be ready in a second
I mumble to myself thank you god, for this blessing.
She’s ready to, looking good, so should I give her a compliment?
Would it matter, she is already so confident.
But I did
Told her she looks nice, nothing to big
We left around 6, before it gets dark
Start this date off, by chilling at the park
We sat down and got into a political discussion
Until the sunset and the sky started blushing
So we left, thought I’d take her somewhere real soulful
So we went inside of Barnes & Noble
I told her I thought she was mean, and she told me she thought I was anti-social
I told her I want a good girl, she wants a gentleman
We saying the same thing like a synonym
Made eye contact the whole time to show I was listening
I told her a first date is more like an interview
Would you mind some questions, I want to ask you?
She says she doesn’t mind
So I go searching thru her brain to see what I can find
I ask her about her plans, interest, hobbies, and how she view life
She says life is one big pie and she brought her own knife
I smile and say I know that’s right
I’m so amazed that she has so much insight
Her plans is to better the knowledge of the youth in America
Man, she’s good looking, smart, and clever
She asked me my, what are my views on life, and that’s when I told her I’m trying to find forever
Then she asks me what inspires me to write?
Before I could answer, a clerk comes and says sorry we are closing for the night
We leave, found a random spot to park, and sat on top of the car
I told her the joy I get from writing as we gazed upon the stars
Wow, who would’ve thought she would be traveling thru my mind state
On the first date
Time for her to go home, it’s getting late
I walk her to her door; I give her a gentle kiss on the forehead, the proper way for this night to end
I tell her this is fun, and hopefully we can do this again
She smiles and says hope floats
But maybe on our next date, we can talk about some of favorite quotes!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
"Conservative"
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday Morning Cartoons
Oh No!
Where did the time go?
I remember playing with G.I. Joe’s
And having a bowl of uh ohSpaghetti O’s
I used to do the cabbage patch
Didn’t care if my blues match
Come with me, I’m about to take you back
To……………
When the ice cream truck comes, you go running to beg moms for money
When girls rock there pony tails to the side with the scrunchie
When we played with slinkies
Or when your parents packed a lunchable, pudding, and a Twinkie
When you was afraid to cuss
And watch the magic school bus
When you looked both ways before you cross
When everyone dressed like Kris Cross
When you had a crush, wrote them a note saying, “Do you like me? Check yes or no”
To pick who is it, you did any, many, miny, moe
You the slowest one so, you hope you don’t get pick
When on Friday and Saturday nights nickelodeon into Snick
When momma told you never talk to strangers
When Tommy, Jason, Kimberly, and Zack were power rangers
Let me take you way back!
When Homie didn’t play that
Wasn’t no hi-definition but we was “Living in Color”
When every joke was about your mother
When it was cheap to get popcorn at the movies
When the only disease to you was coodies
Oh, and chicken pox
And everyone use to quote The Rock
When you thought the Reebok pumps
Helped you jumped
When you there’s always one kid that cheats
In freeze tag or hide and seek
T.G.I.F. was the best part of the week
When family matters was a show and not a problem
Do remember way back then?
When you rock one glove to be like mike
Or knock people out, like mike
Or sing the MJ song like Mike
When you walked around with either a boom box or a walk man
When someone broke a window, everyone ran
Spent most of your summer at camp or in the pool
“Back in the day, when things were cool”
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Addiction: MUSIC
Early high school relationships- Usher- Confessions the album, Musiq-anything he had out, Alicia Keys- Anything she had out, and Jay-z- Song cry!
Senior Year: Kanye- College Dropout, John Legend- “So High and Ordinary People”, Anthony Hamilton- His first album went so hard!!
Summer 07- Plies-“shawty”
Spring Break 08: A Tribe Called Quest- “Can I kick it”
This Summer???????????????????????????????
So, I ask you. What are some of your musical moments? If you don't mind sharing
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Brain Matter
Enough confidence mustered…wait I must’ve lost my mind what was I thinking. I
bumped my head against the white brick wall with blue lines
that’s ruled by college ‘cause I don’t like it wide.
The ball in the Bic it won’t roll, it won’t click. Pen and paper against me conspire
at my desk I perspire from thinking thoughts that are aimless and take me to nowhere but anywhere.
Inspiration can’t be found. All stones have been turned over.
No thoughts that are profound hmm maybe I’m too sober.
Shall I get drunk off injustice that profiles and judges by race,
inject inhumanity and deceit for wars that had no reason taking place,
wine and dine on emotion from love lost and love found,
sniff lines of degradation for “sex sales” outbidding morals every time,
pop pills for fear of fascism amidst this illusion of free times,
take shots of disgrace for education systems that pass children yet leave ‘em behind.
Before I could spark some revelation for my mind’s eye, nay sayers exclaim,
"heard it all before what you’re saying is the same.
We got scores of poems about wars and tampered education,
conspiracy, adultery, racism and degradation.
Your drug impotent, your drink watered down.
Bring innovative wit’ you next time you come around.
So writer’s block continues to asphyxiate my wrist.
Doubt has again robbed me of a pen and paper tryst.
I back slowly from the paper with my hands up in defeat,
then I run into lethargy and it says follow me to let free my trapped thoughts that in my mind adjourn.
Making your way up is easy If you down to trick for terms…
Just put on a little lipstick and have your way with these words.
In adjunct caress these adjectives. Seduce these nouns and verbs.
Reason convenes my thoughts and says this isn’t necessary.
Pride then motions trickin’ just ain’t in our vocabulary.
Experience tells me it will come to provide me with insight.
Irony and wisdom laugh because hindrance gave me words to write.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Summer: Part II
A Chapter Out of My Life: A moment I would like to forget
In my life time I have had a one night stand
Let me take on a trip down memory lane
I can’t remember
I met here in the club one night
Black dress on tight
Liquor had me feeling right
We start to dance
It was something special about this girl because I felt it in my pants
She starts to slow grind
There’s only one thing on my mind
Looking at watch it’s about that time
Time to depart
I whisper in her ear, “Let’s leave sweetheart”
While driving to her apartment
We start talking; I realize she needs to pop a mint
Anyways, we get back tom her spot
I can’t wait for those clothes to drop
She puts on 12 play
We are about to start with foreplay
We start kissing
Kissing lead to the stripping
Next thing you know the CD is skipping
OMG
She stops to turn off the CD
Her body was shape like an hour glass
Ima show something different, I’m what you would call a sexual Outkast
I sat her on top
Of the Speakerboxxx
And showed her some Love Below
I stop because she scratched the shit out of me with her big toe
A quick intermission, I had to get a band aid out of the car
Shit, I still have the scar
She wanted to make it up and do me a nice favor
As she went down, she said nut is her favorite flavor
I’m thinking she’s nasty as shit
But I can’t fake, I kind of liked it
She’s giving me head, but her teeth keep scrapping my dick
Plus she kept making these annoying noises from gagging on it
She was horrendous
Her learning privileges are suspended
Now I’m with the next problem
I don’t have a condom
I ask do she have some?
She hands me one
She attempts to kiss me
I say, “You just gave me head, so kissing me is like history”
I’d rather it not repeat itself
Plus me getting pre cum in my mouth isn’t good for my health
She tells me not to put it all in
I ask “come again?”
She’s afraid it’s going to hurt
So how is this going to work?
I start with slow and soft strokes
Next thing you know, the condom broke
I ask you got another
So, I put on another rubber
Bend her over, on top of the covers
And hit it like how I wanna
I was hitting it like I’m a smoker and she’s my marijuana
She was cursing and being all loud
I couldn’t be more proud
She got hers a couple of times
Stop me before I could get mines
She couldn’t keep taking it
Damn, I almost made it
I’m bout to go
Trying to find my clothes
I tell her, “Damn, you got it real wet.”
To dark to see, she tells me, “Turning on the lights will be a big regret.”
I turn on the light, blood is everywhere!
Including my pubic hair
She was on her period
I think to myself, can’t be serious
I’m so upset
I grab my clothes and jet
A part of my life I like to forget
I’m scarred forever
From the worst sex ever!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Breaking Away
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
What Happened???????????? Pt. 3
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One too Many Drinks
If you don’t know your limit
You’ll keep drinking
And get deeper influence
You’ll start mixing brown and white
Can’t tell wrong from right
When you were sipping you confident
Swag on 100 so saying a lot non sense
Look at you now, can barely stand and feeling insecure
How you going to take shots of Holy Water and feel impure
Now you sick with no self control
Now your heart is starting to throw
UP
Hanging over the toilet while your friends try keeping your head up
Next day you say good bye to your lover
But you’re stuck with a hang over
In due time you’ll recover
And be sober.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
From canvas to paper.......
Why does the man walk through a museum to peruse oils organized on a canvas?
Why does the woman circle the sculpture hand on chin in deep thought and contemplation?
What do these "arts" evoke that bring people from miles around to see?
What would the world be without these oils, ceramics, and acrylics?...
These pencils, pens, shades, perspectives, sprays of paint, and chalks all meshed in?
A bland world lacking creativity, vision, and dimension…if the trees, flowers, the sun, and moon were paid no attention.
If beauty wasn't captured to be preserved on surface of choice.
If talk was monotone, lacking inflection, rhythm of the voice.
What could life bring with no songs to sing that change minds, and uplift spirits?
No song, so there are no beats to choreograph dance to, we are a rhythm-less nation.
No saxophone to syncopate the outlook is ill-fated.
A world without the art a topic never to be debated.
A one-sided argument this is as this everything is always necessary.
Not just a painting against the easel, a ballerina on her toes, a voice catapulted from the depths of diaphragm, a trombone player's blow…but a mother giving birth to life, a bee's buzz to flowers' bloom, a skill, a craft, a leader's legacy left whose impression is now painted on you.
Art can be found in all things that express a thought…a feeling…an opinion from one to another.
It can be found in every human being of all colors, fashion, and form.
Art can transcend barriers where the mundane fails along with the norm.
To not love it, is to not love one's self.
To disrespect it, is to disrespect one's self.
Stopping the art is to stop the blood that courses veins, stopping life.
You are a most beautiful work of art.
Peruse on man in the museum, contemplate the architecture of the sculpture.
Ask how?
Ask why?
Who knows?... sometimes the only answer.
Craft a speech to lead millions to craft speeches that lead millions to different tomorrows. Think deep.
Create on. The work of the artist can never me done.
In this state of Mind: Mind State Sequel
My thoughts get jammed together like NYC traffic
But can the metro to my good, bad, and ugly thoughts.
But they are all some how connected
Or can go shopping for ideas on Rodeo Dr.
Everything is free as long as u don’t pay anyone else any mind
I would take to the city where love was built but it got bombed like Oklahoma City
And is going through a rebuilding phase, like New Orleans after Katrina.
But you can vacay in infatuation city were my thoughts head to South Beach.
But I would rather my imagination flow up like the Mississippi River
In my state trust is credit
With that St. Louis mentality you can “Show Me”
Better than you can tell me.
But let me take you to the chicken and waffles
And serve the states most famous dish
Food for thought.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Emotional Circus
But I heard Love is a Mother Fucka
Lust is her twin sister, who she get mistaking for.
Life lives next door to the green eyed Beauty named Envy
Envy has a boyfriend named Jealousy
Who cheats on her wit the the the chick who loves company, you might know her as Misery
It's funny cuz she used to date this stubborn cat named Pride
Pride used to be engaged to Trust
But his best Friend Communication came between their relationship.
It's crazy cuz Communication introduced Pride to Misery because he dates Lust!
Lust baby father is this nigga named Hate
Who killed this dude Dream
Dream close friend Sleep got a gun from that nigga Revenge
Sleep is respected in his hood, because he is the cousin of Death
All these mother fuckas live in the same apartment complexand Im da land lord!Ain't that bout a bitch?
Just Add Milk
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
My Playlist
Maybe I Was Wrong...........
OK, those that ever read my post
Reality Check, so when I was a little rough on the "50 Year Old Virgin", I
thought I wouldn't have anything to talk about that's not work related. Who
would've thought this weird lonely man would be a musical genius? I'm Truly amazed, this man has a
library of CDs from every range of music, from Thw Who to A Tribe Called Quest. He has it
all! and actually got me to open my mind and listen to Jimi Hendrix album
and the Funkadelics. I guess the old qoute "You can't judge a book by it's cover " was right! I am truly amaze that I am learning something from him that's not work related. Well world as I open my mind to this music, I will expose you as well be sure to check out Little Wing and Maggot Brain! Enjoy!
Monday, June 30, 2008
My Addiction Part: 1
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Mind Sate
Its a state of minesI dont pay tax
I pay attention to facts & detail.
Theres no democrats & republicans
Theres dreamers & realist
There arent any jail cells
Just a bunch of brain cells
There this city like New York, it never sleeps, always busy, and the lights are always on.
In this state farmers plant ideas and they grow into philosphies & goals
In this state, the stock market depends on Dom Jones advancements.
In this state, at the beach u dont tan, cats come out here to day dream.
Next to the beach is a city with sky scrappers build upon thoughts on top of each other.
Art is displayed in my memories museum.
In this state, music is a legal drug.
There is a highway named road to riches with a dozen billboards of clothes and shoes.
This highway leads u to the state capitol success.
In this state, u have the right to bare hope and pursue happiness.
Thats the end of the tour of this state of mines.
A place called my mind state.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
What Happened????????????
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Rediscover ME: Part 2
With this Pen
With this Pen I am a artist,
My pen is my brush painting my colorful thoughts on a canvas
With this pen I am King Aurthur,
My pen is Excaliburnoone is swinging on my caliber, matter fact fuck that i'm me, cuz the pen is mightier than the sword
With this pen i am Moses,
God has helped me split the sea of bullshit to deliver my people the truth
With this pen I give u multiple orgasms, with that tingle in ur spine, that uncontrollable shaking in ur leg, as u cum, and my pen keeps going
With this pen,
I have committed several lyrical homicide but Langston Hughes said as a poet, hang urself in ur words, so I guess I just committed suicideIf thats the case,
With this Pen, I'm on some Christ shit cuz I just resurrected myself from my own grave
With this pen, I'm going green, cuz I just recycled different ways to say how nice I am
With this pencil, I write history cuz like white folk, i can come back erase it to what i want it to say later
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Rediscover ME
Making Love with the Lights On
She has
What makes it crazy is she shy and a little insecure.
But when she makes love, she's a in her own world
She is not good with words and has alot on her mind
So, she let her body do the talking
They say french is the lanuage of love
Real love is express through body language
Which she speaks fluently
She is poetry in motion
So, I'll ask u again
Have u ever made love with the lights on, music playing, and a room full of people, and keep on all ur clothes?
She has
When she DANCE
Not only do she get pleasure from it
But gives pleasure to the music, the audience and the lights.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Reality Check
Good Music
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Dreamin Out Loud
Summer '08 Part I
My suumer started off crazy, first day back in Maryland, I meet cousins i didn't know about, who by the waygot in a fight with some people around my mothers way, then the day after that my uncle dies from cancer. Also, my litle sister graduated high school! Im so proud of her. Then my internship took forever to get me started working. But now I'm in VA for the summer doing my internship, which is cool but nothing really exciting has happened to say: THIS IS SUMMER. Hopefully something will soon happen.
Monday, June 2, 2008
A woman's mission
The eyes are the window to the soul, well hers is tinted, so her look is very deceptive.
A license to kill, in other words she's a spy
She doesn't trust anyone, cuz she always heard lies
She was betrayed from the start
Cupid was a double agent and shot her in the heart.
He shot her twice in the chest
Little did she know, she always wear a vest
She had cupid phone tapped
And it lead her to where love is at.
She knows what the business is
Her boss wants Love alive, but leave no witnesses
She snuck in at night
Killing everyone in sight
And no one notice her
Dress in all black, 2 pistols with silencers
Cupid crept up put her in a choke hold, then she put 2 bullets in his head
Shot him an extra time to make sure he was dead.
Everyone that was in her way are now filled with slugs
Back to her mission, to capture Love
Her and Love now stand face to face
She tells him to give up, theres no exscape.
Love Knocks away her gun
Says sorry Agent OO1
He starts an evil laughter
Tell her, today wasn't day to be captured
and the bad guy beats the hero
Then jumps out of the 22nd story window
To be continued
Hypnotic Hazel Eyes
Stare to long, she leaves u paralyzed
They take away your ability to speak and think
The only time you have control is when she blinks
Hypnotic Hazel Eyes reminds you of the leaves the first day of Autumn
Captured beauty like the renaissance in Harlem
Her eye sees here map that she designed for success
Her eyes have seen this road before she could walk
Hypnotic Hazel Eyes, I look into them
I see more than beauty
I see how you manifest
To be the best
I see your pride
Most importantly, I see what you try to hide
Behind those those Hypnotic Hazel Eyes.................
To Be Continued
Friday, May 23, 2008
Dear Self
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
FAMILY VACATION OF COMMONS EX-LOVE
I meet her when I was 8 or 9 years old
See, I meet her thru my babysitter
This girl is the youngest of her 4 sisters
As we got older, she start smokin weed & doing crime
A theft she is, cuz she stole my ears, heart, and mind
We had sexual relations
Then we started dating
Thats when she took me wit her on her family vacation
That's I meet her grandpa Langston
U know married to the beautiful Poetry
They sit at the top of the family tree
But my girl got her beauty from her mother
Who turns haters into lovers
She make any man wanna chalk up their pool stick
Her moms introduce herself like this......
Hi, I'm a combination of sound, but u can call me Ms. Music
Can't believe she had 5 daughters
Cuz she still a tall glass of water
The one that had my ears, mind, & heart
Is Hip-Hop
Her oldest sister Jazz, told me, Common Used to Love Her
Until the Industry came around pimped her and fucked Her
I told Jazz, If Hip-Hop was a bed, then I wanna be her comforter
Her other sista Melody
Used to mess with Stevie
Until she fail in love with T.V.
Melody will use u for ur stereo
Every where I go
I'm guaranteed to see that hoe
Melody thinks before me, Hip-hop life style wasn't a bad thing
And that she should give it up to any nigga that can rap or sing
Or at least if their chain blings
Now their Twin sistas Rhythm & Blues
Live Life by different rules
Rhythm is the one that's real sexy & sassy
But Blues is even more sexy cuz she on that neo-soul and is very classy
The believe a Man with goals is a must
R&B is about Love not Lust
All these comments made Hip-Hop offensive
She hates being around her family cuz they always in her business
She needed some air, so she step out on the porch
I went after her of course
When out front, Looked over
And I told her
I'm not LL, but for I'll tat a mic on my arm
If I'm A Tribe Called Quest, Then be my Bonita Apple Bomb
For U I'm an addict
I think I need other dose of Illmatic
Ur family don't know what they talkin bout
Just kno I have no reasonable doubt
I know u used to be most rapper's delight
I forgive u for ur past, cuz in life, u gotta travel light
Ur family is crazy but alright
Let's make the best of the rest of the night
I want u to know, no matter what, ur the love of my life
-Hip Hop
Monday, April 28, 2008
Renaissance Chick
She became more sexy as thought provoking words came out here mouth
She captivated me with her conversation
Cupid just shot me, I plan on retaliation
I can tell a Queen from a Bitch
What should I approach her with?
I walk ova and say, Excuse me missI couldn't help but over hear ur discussion.....
When we locked eyes she started blushing..
And I was wondering whats ur name and where u from?
I'm starting to think this question was dumb
Its like a long ass pauseAs she stand with her arms cross
She says her soulwrites music like Bob Cole
Her left eye wants to see revolution
Her lungs want THC, and zero pollution
I'm like what?
She said read between the lines
She says I'm a prisoner of hard times,
I'm a survivor, that's my gift and curse
her right eye is watching God, Like Zora Neale Hurst-on
I go what? again
She says she's meant to be alone
cuz her relationship is depressing like the painting Tombstones
Giving out her heart is a problem
So she left it in Harlem
Telling her life story and lesson
answered the second part of my question
She said, "my name is a decade of a cultural spectrum
They inspired me and with my talents I plan to resurrect them
Before she left, she said If we meet
Again it's meant to be
Her BeautyIs so deep
2 weeks later, I saw her in Downtown D.C.
we locked eyes, she smiled
I say me seeing u again is destiny child
this might seem odd
for 2 weeks I reminisce
over u my god
My Renaissance Chick