Friday, July 10, 2009

Undefined Love...


Cry me a river to your ocean because I need you like dry skin needs lotion.
Make love to me like you just drank some sex potion, then hold me like the creases hold each other in a closed palm; as close as the notes in a complex song.

I wanna be with you 'til death do us part, 'til our bodies give up, 'til the beats come out of our hearts. Wholeheartedly surrending to the darkness, knowing I had your love on earth, and once again in heaven where the Lord will grant us our rebirth.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Amorousness

I Got so much flavor, like MSG;
I'll tackle down a task, like the UFC ;
Too much to handle, just being me;
My favorite poem I wrote
is called "The Tree";
I just wanna love you, exclusively.

Moment by moment, 'Til the end of eternity;
Kiss you so hard, love you tenderly;
Like a plug in the wall, your my electricity.

So many miles apart, yet so close in my heart;
The joy it has brung, now that we have a new start.

Monday, March 23, 2009

For The Troops...


EVERYDAY WE TAKE OUR LIVES FOR GRANTED WHILE OTHERS IN DIFFERENT COUNTRIES ARE SAVAGED
AND UNABLE TO CONSUME THE NOURISHMENTS THAT WE CONSUME EVERDAY,
EVEN THE HAY THAT SOME OF US SMOKE,
HAVE THE NERVE TO COMPLAIN WE BROKE WHEN THOSE OTHERS ARE STARVING
AND CHOKE ON THEIR OWN BLOOD FROM THE DEPRIVEMENT OF FUN,
AND ENJOYMENT OF LIFE.

WHAT IS THIS WAR THAT WE FIGHT?
DO THEY NOT SEE THE CIRCUMSTANCES THAT ARE IN SIGHT?
ALL WE CAN DO IS WATCH AND SIGH,
'CAUSE NO MATTER WHAT WE DO,
IT'S THE FOOLS UPSTAIRS THAT HAVE TO CARE TO CHANGE THIS WORLD
THAT WE LIVE IN AND HANG ALL THOSE LIVES ON A STRING,
NOT KNOWING IF THEY WILL SURVIVE AND LIVE TO SEE THEIR CHILDREN
AND THEIR WIVES AGAIN.
IS FREEDOM REALLY FREE?
WELL, LET'S JUST LOOK AND SEE THE NEWS ON OUR TV'S,
AMERICANS DYING LEFT AND RIGHT DUE TO THE OBLIGATION THEY HAVE TO GO FIGHT.

AND AGAIN I ASK FOR WHAT?
FOR PEOPLE TO CONTINUE TO DETROY OUR WORLD,
WHO DON'T CARE AND TAKE THEIR ANGER OUT ON STUDENTS BECAUSE THEY COULDN'T GET THEIR FARE SHARE OF ATTENTION?
TO USE THAT 'FREEDOM' TO MOCK OUR COUNTRY OR
JUST BECOME TERRORISTS AGAINST THEY OWN NATION?

I WONDER IF PEOPLE REALIZE THE END IS NEAR, REALLY THEY SHOULD FEAR THE END FOR THOSE WHO TEND TO MUNIPLULATE AND CONCENTRATE ON THE NEGATIVE AND STRIVE TO TAKE GOD'S NAME IN VANE.
THOSE TOO, WHO JUST CARE TO FUSS ABOUT THEIR POINTLESS LIVES AND WHILE ALL THOSE TROOPS WHO'D DIE TO JUST SPEND ONE MORE DAY WITH THEIR WIVES AND NOT HAVE TO WORRY IF THEY WILL LIVE AGAIN TO SEE DAYLIGHT.

IF I HAVEN'T TOLD YOU ALREADY, THANK YOU FOR THE TIME YOU GIVE FOR ME TO HAVE THE ABILITY TO SPEAK MY MIND, AND TO SPEND ANOTHER DAY WITH MY CHILDREN.
THANK YOU, FOR EVERY PERSON YOU SAVE AND
ALLOWED THEM TO PLAY ANOTHER DAY,
WEATHER OBLIGATED OR NOT,
THANK YOU FOR MAKING THAT CHOICE TO HELP OUR COUNTRY.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL!
JOHN 3:16

The Purport...

Everything in this world must have a partner to procreate, and proceed.
The Air is the oxygen in which we are able to breath.
Food is nutrition for our bodies to maintain.

Love is like Air,
We never really know how it will affect us until we have it in our veins.
We never know what we have in our presence until we have taken it in vain,
It is absent, and we long to have them in our world again.
The feeling of having love in our lives, helps us to maintain.

How are we supposed to feel when in love?
Is it really just a full blown trust between each other,
like a jumper and it’s parachute.
Trusting everything you have for it to be there when you really need it?
Or like fruits and vegetables that must be grown ripe over time to be considered right??

That is one of the most wanted answers in the world today.

Does the definition of the word, LOVE, even mean anything at all?
Does it even exist?
Are we born with this feeling or is it shown to us while we age?
Who really has the answers to these questions, anyways?

Do we really have the ability to cherish these answers if they were handed to us?

In the dictionary, the word 'LOVE' means many different things but I believe only we can determine what it really means to us, and if we did find it, we would know.

Destiny..

Gosh, I can't get you our of my head,
even when I lay there in my bed,
it's so hard to forget what was said.

So many deep thoughts,
many battles fought everyday
and I'm starting to realize
that maybe it was meant to be that way,
because if not,
then where would we be?

Would I know u?

Would you know me?

YOU...

As the time slowly passes by,
I wonder why I have these feelings for you.
I think about all the things that have happened,
Things I have done and things people said I did that weren't true.

It's different with you,
How you make my world shine,
How you make me feel everything's gonna be just fine.
Weather it's true or not,
I wanna believe everything will be just right,
But of course,
Anything worth wanting, always comes with a fight.

The things we want in life,
Weather it be people or things,
Always seem to come attatched to a string,
But not you though,
I can't seem to find anything wrong with you.
I love how things come with ease,
With you it's so content,
Like a cool, summer breeze .

No doubt you got your own style,
a lil' wild, yet mild.
Looking up at the stars,
I wonder if you see them too.
Wonder if we stare at the same sky,
dark, yet so beautifully blue.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Clouds..

The Clouds above are so high in the sky.
Fluffy and tender, I wish I was a bird,
Whom could jump up and fly.

To see the view so many tend to see,
At that hieght would be such a delight.
When told I want to be a bird,
I'm often looked as delirious.

Why must I be insane to think I could erase all the pain,
and wish all the sorrow away?

Questions arise on how I get by, struggling day in, day out,
I turn my eyes to the sky.

Clouds I see.
Peace, Freedom... I feel Tranquility,
For a second, I feel I have stability, yet I don't.

Color so beautiful, it's hard to duplicate.
Feels swarm in my body, I feel as if I'm about to suffocate.

Clouds so soft, hardly there.
Like love, we know it's there, just miss the stares.
Our daily troubles, lack of focus on the beauty around us
leads us to miss the beauty of this creation, so unique.

Love like clouds are never alike.
Each one to it's own uniqueness.
Love like the sun, make you shine so bright.
Reflects the love within.

Bloom like a flower, or taste lemon, so sour.
Either way, the pot of gold at the end of Rainbow
make it all worth the price of the show.