The Corner
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Darker Than Midnight
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Stuck
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Eternal Star
Friday, July 13, 2012
City Lights
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Fall for Me
If it means that I can be the only one, Then you should fall,
Fall without fear of disappointment, Fall without reservation,
Fall in the summer
Without a wonder
If I'll be there for the fall,
See I just want it all from you,
But you're afraid to give it up,
Because you remember when you used to
Fall for those other guys,
Fall for their lies and deceit,
Fall for the look in their eyes
When they told you it was real,
I promise I know how you feel
Because falling has such a negative connotation, As you're sent on a descent toward the pavement You fear that no one will catch you
And that you'll feel the pain of rock bottom,
But if you just
Fall for me,
I've got you covered,
I'll love you 365 and 366 in a leap year
If you take that leap of faith,
And leap into my arms,
Because if you give me your all
So like the rain in the summer sky
Would you fall for me,
Like the river cascading off of a cliff
Would you fall for me,
Like a magician's audience
With ooh's and ah's of amazement
At just a simple illusion,
Would you
Fall for me?
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Beyond Swag
Disclaimer: This is not a real poem. Just a writing exercise based on a random word given to me by a random follower which happened to be 'swag'. Enjoy.
I never had swag,
Just the gait and the traits of a great,
My fate’s been replaced
Or maybe it’s just mutated,
Because young and black in America
Life’s supposed to be terrible,
But I’m just terribly terrorizing the status quo,
No swagger though
I got the women you turned up your whole swagger fo’,
I only deal with ladies
Chris Paul, I’m quick to pass on hoes,
Looking good as hell
And as a plus, I do it with no swagger so
The look dumb and stupid when they try to swagger jack him Oh,
M-G, It’s D. Glasper,
Mr. Fantastic,
Mr. ‘if you don’t like me you can kiss my damn ass’,
Man I know this poem’s less a poem, more a damn rap,
But damn that,
I write what I feel, I’ll type it and seal it up
And mail it in an envelope full of anthrax,
So close your mouth before it gets jampacked with tampax,
Damn that’s nasty, they ask how I do it
Then they try to jack my swag , they foolish.
#NoMoreSwag
Friday, February 4, 2011
For The Freaks Pt. 7 (Equal Adversaries)
She’s been a freak but I think I made her better,
I call her up and when she sees my name on that cell,
She’s down for whatever, Whenever, Wherever,
Maxwell,
She says she can quit it when she wants,
But that isn’t what she wants at all,
She loves it, she won’t ever let it go because she wants it all,
She knows that thing is mine like I trademarked it,
Sometimes it ain’t the product it’s all about how you market it,
And when it comes to marketing, I’m Steve Jobs,
As I bite the apple,
She’s still tryin to fight the battle,
Trying to deny it’s mine, she’ll never get it back,
Because when I touch her it’s like when the elements attack,
I ignite her fire, get her drenched, and make her earthquake,
All after she gets her windy day on,
Sexual sessions too interesting, wondering where the day’s gone,
I was supposed to chill with my homies but I stayed home,
Because she got me, just like I own her,
Ecstasy is whenever I’m on her,
She doesn’t know she’s my drug, but I know that I’m her cocaine,
But it kills me the way she takes me to Nirvana, Kurt Cobain,
Every stroke is pure gold,
Like the Tiger Woods of old,
If I’m gone for a day it feels like a month on the road,
Spent an hour just thinking of how she rode
And everybody knows, but nobody really knows,
And she’s a real know-it-all, she graduated Rhodes,
Good brains sometimes are better than a beautiful mind,
And as she runs manicured cuticles down my spine,
While I go in it to R. Kelly’s Bump N’ Grind
It still feels like a very first time,
The climaxes still lead to spine scratching,
Shoulder biting, so exciting,
Whether it takes all night
Or I quick strike it like a bolt of lightning,
I always feel her body tighten,
And see her eyes widen,
Now she just lets it all go she doesn’t try to fight it,
Now she can’t even hold her composure as she tries to ride it,
She tells me to get behind it,
And as I get it inside it feeling like I boss it,
She throws it back at me and I’m reminded.