Sunday, June 19, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
From There To Here
I slipped once and fell..it was hard to get up,
I mean I fucked up in life an it was hard to look up,
I was down on my luck...the crazy part was I kinda didn't give a fuck,
I let depression run amuck...over me,
Which felt like depression ran a truck over me,
I thought i died but I was still alive bleeding pride,
Thinking - when did I decide to divide...the attention I applied and the reason it's supplied,
But my inner workings provide, a place for inner faults to hide...which on any day can coincide,
With the sanctuary..where my inner self resides,
On those days I learn the most from mySELF,
On those days I analyze the distance of my growth,
On those days I'm reminded of the oath...the promises and the pledges,
The narrowness of the ledges and the sharpness of the edges,
So I just can't fall...even though I might look down, because I'll still be a king - with or without a crown,
I'll still be a god without a gown or a cross,
I'll still be a winner...even when I've lost,
I've learn to stay warm while living amongst the frost...thats known as society,
I've come such a long way...to the point where words can't even begin to express what I'd like to say,
There just isn't enough time in one day...let alone a lifetime,
I mean we all come and go...so,
I've learned to value the people I've chosen to get to know,
In hopes that I can show...my inner circle how a HUEman can grow,
But not in stature or the physical,
I'm speaking metaphysical..of the variety that offers spiritual residuals!!
I mean I fucked up in life an it was hard to look up,
I was down on my luck...the crazy part was I kinda didn't give a fuck,
I let depression run amuck...over me,
Which felt like depression ran a truck over me,
I thought i died but I was still alive bleeding pride,
Thinking - when did I decide to divide...the attention I applied and the reason it's supplied,
But my inner workings provide, a place for inner faults to hide...which on any day can coincide,
With the sanctuary..where my inner self resides,
On those days I learn the most from mySELF,
On those days I analyze the distance of my growth,
On those days I'm reminded of the oath...the promises and the pledges,
The narrowness of the ledges and the sharpness of the edges,
So I just can't fall...even though I might look down, because I'll still be a king - with or without a crown,
I'll still be a god without a gown or a cross,
I'll still be a winner...even when I've lost,
I've learn to stay warm while living amongst the frost...thats known as society,
I've come such a long way...to the point where words can't even begin to express what I'd like to say,
There just isn't enough time in one day...let alone a lifetime,
I mean we all come and go...so,
I've learned to value the people I've chosen to get to know,
In hopes that I can show...my inner circle how a HUEman can grow,
But not in stature or the physical,
I'm speaking metaphysical..of the variety that offers spiritual residuals!!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Recycled Love
It's the irony of love when it makes your heart ache,
When the same love you create is what forces your heart to break,
My love was an ocean now it's looking like a lake,
By next year it will be a pond...in a few years a puddle...due to the decisions I'm making and risk I'm not taking, the promises I'm breaking and the hope I've been forsaking,
My soul is aching and my hands are shaking...as I write this - I reminisce on every single kiss that brought bliss...to the overwhelming despair that my heart wore,
When my heart tore vacancy became it's new decor,
The simple act of smiling became a forced chore,
Like being stranded on a beach with an endless shore...and I don't know how to swim,
So all my answers have to come from within,
I let my heart guide me to a certain degree,
It's like wearing your heart on a long sleeve...in a short sleeved world....get it?!?,
If not forget it...that metaphor is to deep for me to explain,
I'm just waiting for the love that I have yet to attain,
In reality I have but it came it went,
All I have left is her scent...trapped in my mental rolodex,
All that lingers are the after effects, the aspects of meaningless sex,
That we as HUEmans choose to neglect,
Which eventually subjects...one to feeling like an object,
I used to want a girl now I need a woman,
Just a woman that's super not a superwoman!!
LOVE and HATE
Stuck at the fork in the road when suddenly it begins to corrode,
By an ocean of emotion that began to overflow,
My heart felt the pain that for years it refused to show,
Because it saw the love below...but lived with the hate above,
In a place where even the haters love, convinced me that HATE is LOVE...one in the same,
Only words,
Only verbs,
What was love before it was a word?,
The same thing a bird was before it was a bird...A BIRD!!
These words (LOVE and HATE) are thrown around loosely...they float around like a loose leaf,
In order to inflict grief or offer relief,
SOMETIMES BOTH!!,
At times I find it difficult to...differentiate between the two...which intern means I've overused them too!!,
We value..the word LOVE more than the act of it,
The word HATE is feared more than the distain it begets,
We live in a world where a "word" (HATE) is perceived as a threat,
A society where a "word" (LOVE) is a tangible object that fades...like Magic Johnson's AID's,
But this is no laughing matter..in fact it quiet the latter, the thin line between LOVE and HATE is doomed to shatter,
The day will come when you HATE what you LOVE and LOVE what you HATE....at this sinister rate!!,
Which is all teaching me that LOVE and HATE are more then HUEman concepts...well maybe not HATE (that there was made by man).
But L.O.V.E....LOVE is everything and nothing,
LOVE encompasses all...from the innocent smile of a child to mother natures cool breeze on a warm day!!
LOVE IS THE FOUNDATION OF EVOLUTION...and only LOVE can overcome HATE,
Unless you allow them both to marinate...in the same waters,
And if you do...please refer back to the aforementioned "thin line between LOVE and HATE doomed to shatter!!"
By an ocean of emotion that began to overflow,
My heart felt the pain that for years it refused to show,
Because it saw the love below...but lived with the hate above,
In a place where even the haters love, convinced me that HATE is LOVE...one in the same,
Only words,
Only verbs,
What was love before it was a word?,
The same thing a bird was before it was a bird...A BIRD!!
These words (LOVE and HATE) are thrown around loosely...they float around like a loose leaf,
In order to inflict grief or offer relief,
SOMETIMES BOTH!!,
At times I find it difficult to...differentiate between the two...which intern means I've overused them too!!,
We value..the word LOVE more than the act of it,
The word HATE is feared more than the distain it begets,
We live in a world where a "word" (HATE) is perceived as a threat,
A society where a "word" (LOVE) is a tangible object that fades...like Magic Johnson's AID's,
But this is no laughing matter..in fact it quiet the latter, the thin line between LOVE and HATE is doomed to shatter,
The day will come when you HATE what you LOVE and LOVE what you HATE....at this sinister rate!!,
Which is all teaching me that LOVE and HATE are more then HUEman concepts...well maybe not HATE (that there was made by man).
But L.O.V.E....LOVE is everything and nothing,
LOVE encompasses all...from the innocent smile of a child to mother natures cool breeze on a warm day!!
LOVE IS THE FOUNDATION OF EVOLUTION...and only LOVE can overcome HATE,
Unless you allow them both to marinate...in the same waters,
And if you do...please refer back to the aforementioned "thin line between LOVE and HATE doomed to shatter!!"
"My Ascent Pt.1"
(NOW)
I see visions and hear sounds,
I'm leaps and bounds heaps and mounds..in distance..separating me from all the clowns wearing crowns,
Some made of precious stone the rest made of thorns,
I started carving my throne the very second I was born,
Picture me yielding for defeat - when my mission is nearly complete,
Why conceit turn around and retreat,
When I know I can unseat,
Those who sit miles high on their pedestal,
I mean I'm so incredible..them barely credible,
ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE..everyone is edible,
(THEN)
So I trained and every second that went by - I - became more intelligent and benevolent..soon after my third eye became prevalent,
Born out of my mind but soon discovered where it went,
The TRUTH began spoil I simply followed the scent,
I learned before my rise I had to conquer my descent,
I rebelled against the norms and they called it dissent,
I questioned the percent..of actions that mimmic intent,
Time after time I was told to repent,
To the point where I had no choice to but to vent,
Completing phase one of my ascent....(to be continued)
I see visions and hear sounds,
I'm leaps and bounds heaps and mounds..in distance..separating me from all the clowns wearing crowns,
Some made of precious stone the rest made of thorns,
I started carving my throne the very second I was born,
Picture me yielding for defeat - when my mission is nearly complete,
Why conceit turn around and retreat,
When I know I can unseat,
Those who sit miles high on their pedestal,
I mean I'm so incredible..them barely credible,
ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE..everyone is edible,
(THEN)
So I trained and every second that went by - I - became more intelligent and benevolent..soon after my third eye became prevalent,
Born out of my mind but soon discovered where it went,
The TRUTH began spoil I simply followed the scent,
I learned before my rise I had to conquer my descent,
I rebelled against the norms and they called it dissent,
I questioned the percent..of actions that mimmic intent,
Time after time I was told to repent,
To the point where I had no choice to but to vent,
Completing phase one of my ascent....(to be continued)
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