Saturday, July 31, 2010

love thing


This love thing. it causes screaming addiction
Its a totally life changing and encompassing affliction
Nervous anxiety at night i cant sleep without you by me
And everyday its a joy to know you're right beside me
As a storm rages in the tropical night
We make love in the dark so sensual without the light
Every sensation enhanced by the missing senses
Feeling my way along your love without my lenses
My hands slowly caress your soft curves
Silent murmurs, understanding without words
R&B plays as we lay here comfortable and warm
Bathing in the quiet of a self created storm...

Saturday, July 10, 2010

the return

gone for so long and come back not a damn thing has changed
not an instance where its comforting to know things stayed the same
same little boys and girls runnin the same old routine games
same bunch of people still fighting with a different set of names
no upgrades here gotta pocketful of lames
no maturity earned you should be ashamed
swear you have a life thats a fools claim
thats why i pushed yall to the left
leaving home was only for the best
packed up my bags and i got ghost
all the nonsense the things i didnt miss the most
same old streets same old hood i couldnt have stayed
for a way out at night silently i prayed
my fears quietly to rest laid
the bloodshed tears and rage and pain
couldnt look back to what i left behind
wishing they would follow my example scratching at the back of my mind
to see the rest of the world my only wish in life
stuck in nowhereville would have been to let me die
the drama locked in a closet, stupidity pushed down the stairs
stepped out of my comfort zone and did it without a care
they said it was a fools fairy tale i chased
but i shrugged them off i hadta make my way
relief from the monotony of the average every day
its a sad when you grow up and the people you know dont
scared of change so moving on they wont
no sense of what it means to evolve
im sorry that in these streets you r life revolves
discussions of where yall would be in 20 years? what a joke
sorry to move on without you but my givvafuck is broke.

No Paper

Even though i'm a poet master of creative creations with words.
A deep individual you'll see i'm down to earth.
But i live by more action less words.
Because the best things in life are defined by verbs.
And my mastery of the physical is simply superb.
And the idea of life within limits and rules is definitely absurd.
Its been a while since i kicked normalcy to the curb.
Because the most fun is had by those who live by "carpe diem".
And for those who live to standard i feel pity when i see them.
Because since day one i could never be them.
Unlike Gatorade it just wasn't in me.
And when they stereotype and categorize it deeply offends me.
And they are few and far between those that comprehend me.
And i only deal in the real because i'm no fake you can't pretend me.
And when you talk its only ideas that you can lend me.
And when Kid Cudi said "Embrace the Martian" he meant me.
Because its just that i couldn't be anything but a non-conformist.
And of the parts of me that are normal there is such a short list.
And those who understand what i am and mean are truly gifted.
Life on the edge of sanity is to be truly uplifted.
The views of the masses has many of us crushingly twisted.
And from the stampede i remain firmly distant.
Alpha wolf among sheep i will not be submissive.
Living culturally maimed, LIFE, i would surely have missed it.
Life among the silent majority i must defy.
All forms of correctness i must decry.
When life among peers is "to live and let die".
Why shouldn't we embrace our primordial side?
Living anonymous is social suicide.
Denying our nature is torture and engaging in lies.
I admit its hard enough to deny peer pressure.
But if it means death of self would you still pull the lever?
The grass sure is greener when you live among the lesser.
I wont wear these chains i must annihilate this oppressor!
To blend in and be shackled is to embrace a slow death.
So when they stand to the right i lean firmly to the left.
To be synonymous would crush my heart in my chest.
So raging at the machine is only for the best.
Life outside the box its a small thing to suggest.
To live beyond reality is my life's only quest.
And to an existence ruled only by spontaneity i do attest.
Only when we stop defining each other will we see progression.
A life of anarchy is not my suggestion.
Society with real tolerance to to the abnormal would be a blessing.
To lose all sense of self is absolutely depressing.
Our very instinct and nature we are totally repressing.
Unrestricted life would undeniably be less stressing.
To be handicapped by the cruel standards of society.
Its homicidal and would surely make something die in me.
Look closely and behind my eyes see the inferno that ignites me.
Being politically correct only in deepest necessity.
You want your own style but you're simply obsessed with me.
It is unrealistic for me to bow to most authority.
If you find my thoughts rude simply just pardon me.
Being a pawn it is only political slavery.
So if i jump in my own grave will all of you lay with me?
I refuse to bow to social bureaucracy.
We all have our "own" swagg nonsense that's such hypocrisy.
Evolution itself applauds social diversity.
So i thank Charles Darwin for birthing me.
It is only the lost who insist on cursing me.
I remain unlabeled no use in you buying me.
Just put down your pens because they will never define me.
Its amusing to me i laugh at all those haters.
Because i insulted them all and i did it with no paper.