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)
& 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)
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)
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