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Sunday, August 9, 2009

Poet Ambition

Attention
If u are a poet step to the mic w/ some conviction
All week u been putting Ur pen in the pad like it has a heroine addiction
So step to the mic like its yours!
Exfoliate to audience like they are Ur pores
Please share with us a chapter out of your life book
Or come fight the crowd, hit'em with a punchline, but drop them with the hook
Ladies if you got poem about niggas ain't shit
We come on up and spit it
So who will step to the Mic?
If only God can judge, then u shouldn't have Stage fright
So, I'm calling out all the fellas, who wrote poems about sex
Or maybe those that wrote something about their ex
If you are a true poet, then call next
All verbal artist, this is Ur stage
So if u pissed off, let us sense Ur rage
Didn't do good last time on the Mic? This is Ur chance for improvement
I'm calling out to the poets who wanna talk about the Black Movement
Or what's the difference between a boy and a man
or that poem in the back of book about your one night stand
or talk about money and your problems
or since its a recession, how you feel like robbing
or that poem about how you are afraid to die
or what goes thru your mind while your high
Or come up here and bless us with a Haiku
Or if you feel like singing, break us off with some L Boogie or Erykah Badu
Come spit about the world or Religion
Step to the Mic and show us, your Poet Ambition

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Depress

Look in the mirror
and don't recognize who are
this ain't the guy who like to have fun
drink to celebrate
you was once this life of the party
None you hate yourself and everyone around you
you can't find happiness
like America finding Bin Laden
Your a walking dark cloud
You went to making it rain in the club
to raining on every ones parade
You drink to run away from you real world
You get high so you wont be down
haven't shaved in weeks
Lately the voice in your head keeps telling you this would all be easy if just take your own Life
Suicide is the answer to all your problems
Not realizing that now killing yourself will only leave the world around you in pain
Moms cries herself to sleep every night
Your Brother doesn't understand, and mad you for leaving him
Now he has no one to protect him
Damn
Your best friend has no one to talk to
and he just found out his girl is pregnant
And he wants her to get an abortion
I know times are hard but if you realize life has its ups and downs
And your so far at the bottom, if you were patient
You'll see you have no place to go but up
But YOU Gave up
and Stop Fighting,
When inside You are a combination of Ali and Tyson
But now its too late
and I'm here talking to your tombstone
Because your gone!

Roc Nation: The Hip Hop Movement


Kudos to Hov!
His new Label Roc Nation is true Hip Hop! Artist such as
J Cole- The Warm Up, Wale- Back to the Features, Melanie Fiona and Young Chris to name few! But Check them out! This is what the Games been missing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Blank Canvas


Life is like art
God gave us a blank canvas
and he gave some folks a bigger canvas
than others
or gave you a large canvas with fewer paints to work with
Now that you have this in front of you
what do you do?
what can you paint?
are you skilled enough to paint the picture in your head?
Even if you felt like you weren't talented enough to
Would you still try?
if you had fewer colors, would u mix your colors to make more
Or stick to the basics just to have a painting
If you had a small canvas, can your painting make it seem large?
In the end life is what you make it to be, just like a blank canvas
Question is when you are done, will it still be a Canvas?
Or a masterpiece?

Break up sEX

This is the last time we share our personal space
So i gently rub your face
look you in you the eye
And whisper, Good bye
Then I say, I shouldn't do this
But I give you one last kiss
Who knew this would lead to left over Passion?
This wasn't suppose to happen
This is the last time we will have sex in this bed
My last invite to go between your legs
The last time you'll give me head
if this is it, lets do it everywhere
Lets start with me lifting you up in the air
but before that, let me throw you on the dresser
and let me undress ya
then lets go in the kitchen
where im batting and your throwing at me like your pitching
Lets go in all day
I wanna hit that spot like a triple shot of Jose
And after this we can take a shower
And share our last hour
Holding each other
like when we was lovers
We kiss one last time and our hearts stop
I close my eyes tightly so a tear won't drop
This is the end
yesterday you was my girl
Now we are just friends

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Liberal


I actually finished this a minute ago...titled Liberal, it's a complement or opponent of the piece titled Conservative I posted last summer. It's a flower...people always try to read it for some reason...but it was inspired by graffiti so I guess I can understand that lol.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

My life is a Movie: Opening scene

Hello world! the opening scene to my summer goes like this: The cool nerd made his way back to the states, my mans Matt G(www.thetriumviroot.com) and Sam Ace graduated, and I finally get my truck fix. Which leads to my adventure, me and my homie Nu Kid drove up from Greensboro to Maryland, well my car died twice! Once in the middle of nowhere where we were strained for hours in the dark country, and the 2nd time out in NOVA, so we miss Matt G cook out. SMH. But even a lost can turn into a win, the next day we chilled with some friends at I hop which was cool. Then later I went to Barnes & Noble which was a cool outing. Then that monday made that drive from MD-NC and then NC-VA for my internship. Scene 1 Act II: now I'm back VA this summer, new residentence, same company, new position, new building, and new job mentor. Yes, if u read my blog last summer, you read about the 50 year old virgin. Well, this summer I got a mentor I'll call Yoda. He's cool. But VA is boring as of now, but Saturday was cool, some friends came down and we hit the beach. Well this is Scene 1, well see how my summer goes.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Great Lines

For those of you, who are fans of hip-hop, and real enjoy lyrics, this is for ya'll!
These lines I'm about to post, its a simple lines but everyone loves these lines right here:
"I think I Like her like a metaphor, she's hard to get."
And another is "Relationships are only 30 minutes long, we can't trust what each of us say for a month or two."-Lupe Fiasco-Sunshine.

Say hello, to the Nice guy

I'm in a race
Where being an asshole keeps me in first place
Don't get me wrong
I still show some class
Always as much as I can be an ass
I do this because I know if I was a nice guy, I would be dead last
So I do all I can in to stay ahead in this race
I take risk, cuz I know nice guys play it safe
I'm a runner
A nice guy is a chaser
U can follow me
The nice guy will chase ya
I'm looking for a one stand
A nice guy is looking to hold ur hand
I don't even wanna be ur man
One day he hopes bless u with a wedding band
He showers u with compliments
I say things that breaks down ur confidence
The nicer u are the worst
As long as I'm a jerk, I stay in first
He likes to take it slow, I'm on my rick bobby shit- "I like going real fast".
Plus if ur not first ur last.
So to remain ahead, I'll keep treatin u like shit
And u'll continue to love it.
I will forever be confuse
When it comes to women, the bad guy wins and the nice guy will forever lose!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Great lines

I had work, fiends purchased, it was clear
I was out there sellin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I only make good from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny niggaz die
Born in the city where the skinny niggaz ride
And as a skinny nigga I had beef with high size
Jay Z- Diamond if Forever

RAT PACK


They say, "the people you surround yourself with is a reflection of who you are."
Well , if that's the case, I must be a smooth ass dude, my circle is made up of Alphas, Masons, Philosophers, Dreamers, Thinkers, Leaders, and Hoes. That's just keeping it real! But we are combination of Higher Learning, a different World, Good fellas, The wood/Brothers and of course and other Mafia movie but with better LOYALTY . With all this talent, we are like a modern day Rat Pack!!!!!!!!!!

Hi, My name is...................................

My eyes have seen some amazing things
But nothing as amazing as u
Looking at u, has me lost.......
Lost in thought
Lost of words
Lost of breath
And worst of all losing out on a opportunity.
Cuz just as easliy as u walked into my life
Ur bout leave, and I may never see u again.
So I need to gather my thoughts
Find the right words
And catch my breath
So I say Hi
.................

Monday, May 11, 2009

I've been M.I.A., but I'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello world, I've going for sometime now but I'm back! I got some new stories to tell! Summer 09 will be like the long awaited sequel................................ I got poems, stories,music and some Life survival tips! So I hope you enjoy! Sorry that I keep you waiting world!

Monday, January 19, 2009

Take a Hit

Take A Hit…
It never came packaged or laced
We couldn’t buy it for a 20 spot we couldn’t even bargain for some change
Instead we grew it Ourselves, cut out the middle man and watched it grow.
Our own creation
We planted it on trust, watered it with patience, and left it in the light of time.
Some days growth was overwhelming, the leaves couldn’t help but to intertwine with one another
Touch each other, until a bud appeared.
Oh, I think it was just fertilized.
Other days growth was non-existent
One side grew towards the light while the other was blinded and hid in the dark
But the passion for that growth still remained.
And we were sure that it was unstoppable, unbeatable, with satisfaction guaranteed
Until…
the last bud
We clipped it, shredded it, and rolled it up with our beating hearts.
We ignite it with our last flame and pulled it in slow.
We kept the rotation until there was only one last hit to savor.
The reminiscent thoughts of the foundation that grew this simmered down through the smoke.
Until the last hit…
And so we took our last hit together
Our last hit of Love.
Threw away the ashes under the rug.
The only substance left is the seeds it grew from.
I was her,
He was him.
It was never sold or manufactured, it was love shared once and never again
Our last hit.

written by: M.A.R.

Lonely Love

Loneliness is to be by herself.
To create an environment that is empty
Occupation:
one.
To fear loneliness is for her to fear the feeling of not being wanted
To not feel a connection, bond, or interaction with anyone but one.
herself.
But to fear love, is a determination to be lonely.
How can she fear love?
Her world is solely built around one emotion and one word.
Love.
She cannot study for her psych exam and excel in school without love.
There are no dinner reservations, or Broadway tickets without love.
Her bed remains warm only on one side without love.
There is no shoulder to cry on or hand to hold without love.
Worst of all, her life will NOT be successful without Love meaning
Love is her determination, her strength, her weakness, her heart, and soul.
Love will love her back when her Prada, range, and 3- story house fail to do so.
Love will be intimate, passionate, and caress her every flaw.
Love will help her pro-create and she will forever have gifts that will resemble her Love however
Will make her cry
Love can treat her so wrong she is clueless to what is right.
Love is only separated by a thin line next to hate.
Love can turn into her enemy
But love
Can never be equivalent to loneliness.
Friend or foe, love will always be there just like oxygen to air.So for her to fear love, her only companion is herself.
Occupation:
one.
Written by M.A.R.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

No Ordinary Love

I'm not heartless, because I'm not the tin man.
What I am is careful
Because there is certain type of love I want
And I'm willing to wait a life time for.
The love I want is:
When u saw her u went back to ur school crush days, where u can't put together a sentence to say how u feel
But the look in ur eyes, says it all.
The love I want:
When u have kiss each other a thousand times, u still feel that nervousness and magic like the first kiss.
The love I want:
You and I love each other for our greatest features and love each other for our worst flaws.
Because I like to bite my nails and look scruffy somedays.
The love I want:
The first time I tell you love you, I ment you!
Not a part but of u but everything that comes with you. Yes, that means even those annoying relatives.
The love I want:
We challenge each other think, read, and to enjoy life journeys.
The love I want:
When we argue, and I'm wrong. That later that day I come back and sing ur favorite song to apologize and kiss you on the forehead.
The love I want:
I'm not putting my heart on the line, we just made an even exchange.
The love I speak of:
When I wake up in the morning, u got on ayourhair wrap, eye boogers, and morning breathe.
I will still give a kiss, give that look I spoke of at the beginning of the poem, and thank god everyday, that u are here with me.
This love is.........
No ordinary love.
Its tailor made for my heart and the lady for me.

Case Of the Ex

This is my first time seeing her since the break up
I left her when I was old enough to be in LOVE
I left her for college and my dreams
I wanted to see something
Try new things
She was all I knew
It was time we grew apart
As I change, so did she
She looks better then I remember
The hardest part about seeing her, is to see her with someone else
Just the other night, I saw her in Wales video, and it bothered me
I thought those feelings were going
I thought I wouldn't want to come back
But I can't still feel this wayOr can I?
I still love her for:
Her culture, her influences, her swagger, and her personality
And the fact She likes to wear bright colors
She's the type chick that can be snobbish, ghetto, party girl, or laid back
It depends what side u come across.
I perferred the snobbish side, so I call her my uptown girl.
I used to love the way she could wear nike boots and northface during the day
But at night she wear a dress and heels
She introduce me to go-go
She put mumbo sauce on my wings
I used to go downtown on her using the subway
This girl got me into poetry
She will forever be apart of me
There is no place I would rather be
Then with my ex love, the DMV
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