Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Poetic Truth

Perceptions of Us

As we sit and listen to the indigoes and the blues
That we profess to see in the sky
Our almost unification of brain and senses tied up together
Reality comes in as if the sun is on top of the horizon
What then?
Live for who I have always percieved you to be
A Strong Black Woman wanting to be Just that
One n All
Then the sun rising into a crisp day of shine
When the diagnosis of the exstended perception
Becomes Your also just
One n a Few
The competition comes to mind when will this
Percrastination of becoming
The Life Of Me
Be the final Beautiful Sunset that will produce a clear whole Moon
No longer waiting on You

Monday, August 15, 2011


Before when I knew what to do
Not to go where ya feel comfortable
Drenching your brains
Stay where the shit just swells to a still

Do what ya told ya friend ta do
The write thang according to you
Throw it to the wind
Hope drifts of seet charms comes back to you

When the time comes wake up and see where you r
And stupidly wanting to quote about the stuff
Jus rolling though the place u r
It being your life so the toughness is always n the rogh

I ask when does it end for the sake of knowing why
I've always thought 1 thang realizing  360.
So Ok let's go round to get round
Naturally if u can thnk it up it can thts why