Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thanksgiving

Thank Thank Thank
to what you giving
Thank Thank Thank
to the song for the rhythm

Let me dance to my decisions
In a trance of a good mission
You be safe and seal yourself
in a state of forgiveness
Sign and deliver it with a kiss
watch Love turn into bliss

Don't miss out on your blessings
Catch them like baseballs & home runs
Don't stop, keep moving, and run
Faster than the 100 yard dash to your dreams
Don't give up, for theirs honor in acting out
on gifts that lift up your talents
and your riches discover your niches

Pull up your britches
Close wounds like stitches
heal yourself from the pain
Aloe Vera your intuition and brain
Understand there's lessons in everything

Grow and let heaven ring
blast those trumpets, harps, bass in things
As angelic choirs sings
in high octaves & staccatos
in Ballagio like Ballrooms
with Golden Pillars

Ballerinas & African Dancers
in all white garb
Thank God for these visions of heaven
Now rob me of my essence seven
so you can find peace in yours

No hard feelings
its a new begging
contribute to the healing
and witness peace on earth unfold

(Happy Thanksgiving)
copyright Dante G. Giray aka Divine

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

relationship status gone.

Drunk monkeys dancing in the night could not once define how much fun I had that night when we drank our teas and beach orgasms with dark presidential heneessy and the magnetisms of our movements on each other I could never hinder. Never knew. That moment dark in a club full of legs and mini skirts that I would first get to taste your lips that made me quiver the first day I laid eyes on them. Somehow I knew I had some form of intuition to your heart. Made me still have hope in love, but when you told me I love you, It scared me away. Making me come to grips with how dangerous love is. How terrifying hearts can give. An action that doesn't receive but runs in the wilderness into an abyss of dark shadows and depressed mornings. Please accept my apology as we may never speak again.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

better.

I'm not perfect
& I don't want to let that fact steer me away from driving towards perfection.
God tends to gift those good feelings,
Feelings of worthiness,
Like I'm forever blessed.
So who do you think gifts me the feelings when I feel a mess?
His name doesn't even deserve to be in this poem,
so ill let you guess.
His notions disturbs me
Cause he can take me away from heavenly states and show me an ugly reality I live in waking me up to situations I don't want to be in.
Blinded by his persuasions,
As I fall victim in his deceptions,
Calling on the Lord to get me out!
Sometimes I fear the most high is fading away,
Like an analogy of volume descending.
I know people who don't believe,
and they love to tell me its all in my head.
Maybe it is, Maybe it isn't,
I know I run this right here.
Persistence in personal missions will get me there.
To goals that have never been seen,
Maybe one day I will see my dreams,
Take pictures of them and post them to my facebook page. For it is my ambition I can never let fade away. So Ill constantly call and pray for better days.
As my only challenge will be to take the action to achieve...


(Better will always be a magnificent destination)

rehersals. (an earthshake poem)

August 23, 2011
1:53 pm

@ New Amsterdam Library
In the Financial District, Manhattan.
I sat on the plush leather chair
Comfortable, trying not to fall asleep.

5:00pm was the time I could be in the shelter
and I wanted to get back in Brooklyn by then
for it was hard to sleep the prior night
Due to the new room mate that moved in
my dorm, number 7 as
Alcoholic demons were speaking to him
All night, keeping me up.
& I could only ponder on bashing his head in.

So here I am, tired
@ the library like a glutton
Full off of Shrimp Quesedias, Tacos, and Guacamole and chips,
as this book sanctuary stays equipt with clean restrooms so I could shit.
Also electrical outlets so I could charge my phone and play the Angry Birds later
watching the Jersey Shore clan smush Italy on my ipod touch.

Suddenly I get minor flashbacks of California
I feel a subway train below my feet.
But the A train is a bock away. Odd.
I look around and see all of the books shaking.
Minor like.
Nothing Major.
But I know from being from the westcoast
that eastcost don't know nothing bout no earthquakes and I don't even know if this building could withstand one???
I'm outta here.
Who knows?
There may be some alien invasion going on outside.
Or let alone another terrorist attack.

Out in the sunshine and clouds people spill out the building.
Shocked. Questioning.
Calling Loved Ones to no avail.
Trying to check emails to find out what is the deal.
Hundreds turn into an evacuation of thousands overcrowding the streets.
I keep walking.
Witnessing everyone in calm wtf moments.
Listening to the people tell there stories,
As I walked past about 20 people that said they left there phone in the office.
One man with his good service verizon phone catches an internet feed that states VA just got hit with a 5.8 Earthquake which was felt all throughout the east coast.

Crazy I thought.
NYC Earth shakes & aftershocks.
I'm actually shocked
I decide to hail my feet across the brooklyn bridge trying to call all my loved ones:
Moms, My Brother, and Friend.
As I got a taste of what it could be if it all were to end.

(Cherish the day)

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

ten golden rules.

I am a student of life, passing through trying to figure things out just like the next man or woman. I'm not perfect but I do seek for an integrity to help me be a better person everyday. I have my flaws as we all do, but that is something that I must deal with, struggle with, and try to grow away from. Lately I have been really into this book of Greek Wisdom called "The Ten Golden Rules" Ancient Wisdom from the Greek Philosophers on living the Good Life by M.A. Soupious and Panos Mourdoukoutas, It has gave me some cool insight that I would like to share with you.

Rule One: "Examine Life"
-Approach Life with a Childlike Wonder.
-Engage Life with a vengeance without preconception.
-When the mind is engaged, the soul is most alive.
-Always search for new things, new pleasures.

Rule Two: "Worry Only About the Things You Control"
-For every problem you face, ask a simple question. Such as, 'Is this problem in my Control?'
-If not, I forget all about it. On to the next problem.
-If yes, what can I do about it?
-What are my options?/ What is the required energy?

Rule Three: "Treasure Friendship"
-Friendship is a reciprocal attachment that fills the need for affiliation.
-Wealth and Power are not the basis of friendships.
-Friendship shouldn't be confused with friendly acquaintances or "utility relationships."
-Without friendship life lacks energy and meaning.

Rule Four: "Experience True Pleasure"
-Don't gratify shallow, transient, and unnatural pleasures and desires.
-Seek stable, calming pleasures that contribute to peace of mind.
-Keep your life simple.
-Seek ataraxia, the mental equilibrium that keeps you mentally and emotionally calm.

Rule Five: "Master Yourself"
-Resist any external force that might distort your thoughts and actions.
-Be ruthlessly honest with yourself; always critically assess your motives.
-Don't blame others for your shortcomings.
-The highest liberty is an understanding of self devoid of illusion.

Rule Six: "Avoid Excess"
-Seek Harmony, balance, and proportion
-Preserve the mean. Avoid Extremes.
-Disproportion is the thief of real happiness
-In some circumstances, less is actually more.

Rule Seven: "Be a Responsible Human Being"
-The "Grand" Dishonesty- The Self Deceiving Lie- is lethal to human happiness. It distorts and cripples every opportunity, every relationship, and every prospect for a meaningful life.
-Reproach yourself honestly and thoroughly for wrongdoing; maintain a proper spiritual hygiene; stop the blame-shifting for your errors and shortcomings.
-Be prepared to candidly confess responsibility and not assign to others a blame best assigned to yourself, and be willing to accept consequences.

Rule Eight: "Don't Be a Prosperous Fool"
-Wealth per se is no guarantee for happiness and wisdom.
-Wealth offers no immunity against error and stupidity.
-Prosperity must be ruled by wisdom.
-No amount of money, power, or privilege can deliver us from the shortcomings of a fool's existence.

Rule Nine: "Don't Do Evil to Others"
-Don't Stain your soul with evil.
-Evildoing is a dangerous habit; it harms both the victim and the victimizer.
-Victimizers become bitter, grudging, joyless, and neurotic persons
-Concentrate your efforts on constructive activities that yield tranquility and happiness.

Rule Ten: "Kindness Torward Others Tends to be Rewarded"
-Be generous to others.
-Generosity creates real oppertunities for lowering the walls that isolate and divide us.
-Kindness bestows a profound sense of satisfaction.
-Beneficence tends to return to those who do good deeds.

Here are just some meditations from the book, Not all, but a few that I just want to share with you from the book, Enjoy them, Examine Them, Check out the Book. & Always Strive for the Better you. God Bless.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

absent fathers: by a grown up son.

Today I was reading this book on Greek Philosophy called "The 10 Golden Rules" by M.A. Soupios & Panos Mordoukoutas and I was checking out the chapter on the Second Law that states: Worry only about the things that you control. With the notion that fathers day is this Sunday. Ripping me up in my head while reading this chapter was all the anger I have for my biological father whom I don't care too much for, as a friend nor a father figure. With my anger I quoted to myself that I needed to extract all of my pain that I was feeling at that moment, flip it & channel it on paper. So I wrote this poem as if I were able to talk to him.
& This piece is called,


Absent Fathers: By a Grown Up Son
By: Divine Giray

A Grudge
is something I cannot give you
I don't like grudges
I don't like pain
I hate hurt
& that whole 'Pain is Love' quote
is quite a skewed.
Revenge is a cowardly trait
That teaches consequences to children
As that is what they do.
Deep in my heart
I have a lot of Love for you.
Because without your seed,
I could not be.
So I Thank You,
& honor you for giving me life to breathe.
I understand Love, The Moments, Intercourse, & Separations
Marriage/ Divorce & Unfortunate Situations
Although I may not agree with you
I know that,
I cannot control your actions
& neither you can mine
For we are human, imperfectly
& that's what makes us fine.

I will not wallow in Self-Torment
Over the past I cannot Control
I must move forward in my Life
In order for me to grow Old
All I can do is wish you the Best.
& ask for you to wish that back into my life
So I can destroy my ill feelings
& get over from all this strife

(Worry only about the things you can control in life, and make them better.)


Hopefully this piece will touch others whom also have absent fathers in there lives.

Friday, June 3, 2011

vacations zones.

The cool thing about being a Subway Poet is that I can go on a Vacation when ever I want. But of course like any company I must acquire my time from saving my money. I think it is very imperative that we take time to enjoy life out of work to feel the breeze, smell the roses, enjoy the life that you are working for. Isn't that the reason why we work? I understand how some people fall in love with there work and then become it. Which is fine for, 'to each his own' but I have been there and done that & I have missed some very important times with loved ones from picking work over special moments, for example on my Mothers 60th Birthday I worked instead of planning to go to California to spend time with my family, here I was in a Greenwich Village Starbucks moping floors while my brother called me on my break telling me about the celebration. That really ate me up.


Now that I'm free from corporations and am actually on my journey of being a great poet (The reason why I moved to NYC). I have to set my own schedule. I really love getting on the train and sharing my poetry with the public, Sometimes I don't even take days off. So the past two weeks I decided to take a Vacation. & I had a really good time enjoying the City. My Mom and Auntie came out last friday from out of town and we all stayed at the Westin in Times Square. We went to experience Dance Africa in Brooklyn, I had the opportunity to take them to my Church in Harlem (First Corinthians Baptist Church on 116th & Adam Clayton Powell Blvd. if you are interested in attending they have 8 and 10:45am services) We saw some plays "By the way, Meet Vera Stark"; "The Motherfucker with a Hat"; "The Book of Morman" and they saw "Sister Act" without me :( We went to Coney Island, Rode the Wonder Wheel, The Soaring Eagle, Walked the Boardwalk, We just had a blast. I only get to see my family like once a year so we really concentrated our time together and had a real good time. For me it was more like a Staycation but in the future as I get more successful with my poetry I plan on taking more real Vacations. For they baptize our minds and give us our euphoria's of existing, well at least for me.


I want to leave you with this poem I wrote in the Bronx this one is called,

Vacation Zones
By: Divine Giray

Take me to a place
where the sun shines in winter
& is mellow in summer
but can toast my melanin
to a golden brown dinner
that entices companionship to quiver
like I was a chicken tender
soaking in the heat
as I bake in the waters
that is transparent in its clarity
seeking in the sky
electric blue oceans
granting Hawaiian like waves
let me swim in fuji rivers,
high in alkaline
shower me of these waterfalls of mine
meet my soul
bathing and relaxing
chilling in my healing
from all the stress and chaos
that my boss likes to share with me
at this hell hole I call work in the city....
GET ME AWAY!
Let me  actually enjoy my living
instead of earning it
Give me 80 hours of free time for me,
to sip tropical colada's in Pineapple or Coconut Shells
Let me dwell in good company
evoking truthful conversations
give me a better understanding
in definitions of white sand beaches, killer whales, & flounder fishes.
Can I sing songs with the locals,
discovering new languages,
without Rosetta Stones?
Let me inherit the cultures where I choose to go.
Place a Patois accent on my flow
turn my sunshine into Indigo
Moonlight
So I can connect the constellations in the clear skies
Open my eyes to be alive
I want the feeling that wants to never go back home
Never mind the twilight,
take me to the Vacation Zone.

(Everybody needs a vacation in life, make sure you take some time to enjoy yours,Your life that is.)