Monday, March 30, 2009

smile. dreams come true

who am i?
i am a pre-existing entity of love
how much farther can you go?
and is it too late for me?

i was premature in my existence
and i am late in my decisions
but the early bird
catches gonasyphilherpelaids...
...i think id rather be on time.
cross your fingers
hold on tight
im coming to see you.
to tell you, you're sweet
to tell you, you're pretty
to tell you, you're breath-taking
to tell you, you are someone special
and ill look at you
piercing your eyes with mine
causing your insides to boil
like panned-butter
warming your soul
until your skin is flushed
changes from red
to obvious
ill watch you smile
and that makes me smile
changing colors
isn't all i can do for you
we just have questions
of dreams come true
how can you say no
to your heart?
how can your heart
say no to you?
smile.
dreams come true


you're not alone






it's easy to run away. and sometimes i just wanna.
pack a bag.
don't look back. don't say goodbye
just go.
sell my car. hop on the bus.
anywhere.
start a new life. with a new name.
samuel.
would i be happy? will i miss anyone?
maybe.
old habits dies quick. new habits come unnoticed.
so.
what's holding me back? why not take action?
im scared.
..
im scared.
..
im scared.
..
you wanna know a secret?



yeah. me too.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

about you

i've written break up poems
and poems about revenge and hate
but i've never written a poem about you.
no. not yet.
not about you.
i have so much time on my hands
sometimes i don't know what to do
so i sit around thinking of you.
yeah its true.
been thinking about you.
its hard to write about someone
you barley know
gotta scroll through the memories
its time to start this show

i was convinced that i made of fool of myself the first time we hung out.

how could i show up drunk-tarded and twack-tastic?!
but i remember you looked fantastic.
the fun we had would never fade
until the night i took the ace of spade
the texts we sent were never more
i let our future go out the door


i drove past you once in a dream
and you told me how you wanted to be clean

since that time we've had our downs and ups
and ups are where we try to stay...
i'm so proud you got your life together
i'm so happy i saw you that day

i believe you are sign sent from above
my sober angel, here to show me love

the lessons we learned
the problems we've faced
we have overcome
we are overcoming
and soon overcame

maybe the point i'm trying to make
is that we didn't have to say much then
and we really don't have to say much now
there is a special connection at stake
so take advantage...
for goodness sake

so now ive written this poem
i wrote this for you.
yes you. this time its all you.






Visions Versus Visionaries

a true visionary can see what it is he
places on a blank canvas
even before he starts.
not me...I go on pure luck.
I go on the knowledge that
whatever is in me, must come out.
Eventually.
So I guess im not a true visionary.

or even artist...
or a musician.
I don't spend too much time on any one thing.
Impatience.
Fuck it,
if its not good enough the first time
it leaves my mind,
it's never gonna be good.
Which is why i must choose my thoughts
Carefully.
I want it to be good.
Fuck it. It will be good.
If its good, I win.
In a battle of visions versus visionaries, who
wins?


Tuesday, March 17, 2009

st. patricks day

So all day everyone has been making a fuss about St. Patrick's day and I'm here to put an end to this.

St. Patricks day: is an annual feast day which celebrates Saint Patrick (circa AD 385–461), one of the patron saints of Ireland, and is generally celebrated on March 17.

The day is the national holiday of Ireland. It is a bank holiday in Northern Ireland and a public holiday in the Republic of Ireland and Montserrat. In Canada, Great Britain, Australia, the United States, and New Zealand, it is widely celebrated but is not an official holiday.

So all this fuss b/c Irish people drink?

Okay well how about Black History Month?

I mean last month I didn't see any white people running down the street wearing Dashiki's and Jordans! Not once did i go to a bar where they had a special on Heineken and fried chicken wing apps! The bar wasn't decorated once with pictures of President Abraham Lincoln and abolitionist and former slave Frederick Douglass! There were no sing-alongs to classic Negro spirituals!

So why should we conform to the man?!

Well it's simple...

we all want an excuse to get F*CKED UP!!!


This message was not associated with the NAACP and does not express the views of all African Americans...just my black ass!

also another reason black people should celebrate: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nda_OSWeyn8

and because we are so black....the chopped and screwed song/music video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0NYzfokrXE