Monday, December 13, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Lips Like Hers
I never kissed lips like hers
The way they connect and the way they curve
When she smiles, the way they shift
Can give a down heart a lift
And a smile from them is a gift
When she licks her lips everything stops
They command attention, watch
I never tasted lips like hers
If I were a cat, you would hear me purr
My spine even misses the touch
Cause the feeling they get leaves em needing a crutch
And when she kisses she does it so perfectly
Its crazy how those lips touched me
When I think of her I think of them
And how everything else around gets dim
And when we kiss they’re all I see
Because kissing those lips is where I wanna be
Those lips those lips
Man I just wanna take a dip
And since that 1st moment I’ve been wanting them back
To put my lips under attack
Will I ever again get that chance?
The answer lies in her glance
I never experienced lips like hers
The kind to turn my eyes blur
Meaning I’m not focused on nothing but those
And how I wanna be a picture, hold that pose
If I could feel, if only one more time
I would go to jail for that passionate crime
Yes, for lips like hersThursday, November 18, 2010
In a Box
In a Box
Sly as a fox
My style isn’t boxed
They wanna put it in a box to understand better
Slice it up like cheddar
But why cut up the whole?
To fit it in a boxed bowl?
Why not take it as is
I mean you wouldn’t over water grits…
Everyone wants separation
Didn’t we get over that with segregation?
It can be long or short
Telling a story sending you through a teleport
It can just flow with no point
Or it can be a musical joint
Its poetry, who cares what kind
Sly as a fox
My style isn’t boxed
Is yours?
Friday, October 8, 2010
By the Lake
By the Lake I write
By the Lake out of sight out of mind
By the Lake I don’t fight
Just relax
I listen to the waves crash against the rocks
Like its a test
By the Lake its so nice
Especially at night
By the Lake I finish my poem
Lake Erie and Cleveland, Ohio is home
-Te’erra
By the Lake I hear nothing
By the Lake I see nothing
By the Lake it’s just me and my pad
By the Lake sometimes I get sad
By the Lake I get mad
By the Lake I like to see the sun set
When I’m at the Lake I feel ok
By the Lake I think
By the Lake I share a kiss with her
By the Lake I hope it’s her next time
-Patrick
Sitting by the Lake letting it all go
By the Lake I get renewed like cutting the fro
I take notes from the waves
Brilliant as I gaze
They're receptive yet strong
They'll embrace you or swallow you if you're wrong
Golden waves of Lake Erie
And sitting by the Lake constantly changes my theory
-Dennis
By the Lake I never have fear
Being by the Lake reminds me home is right here
By the Lake where the weather is so cold
It is where I gained the courage to be so bold
By the Lake I gained the strength and wisdom to write
Scribing things to help you grow and not out of spite
Sitting by the Lake watching the seagulls eat
Reminds me that you have to hustle hard on Cleveland streets
By the Lake I always find peace
The only thing that calms like a pen and pad release
-Dave
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The Struggle - Never Hurt Again
And I never wanted to feel the same
So I locked it all up, my feelings my dreams my heart
If there's no wall to crumble how can things fall apart?
Right?
I'll never feel that hurt
So I'm a zombie, yea that'll work
Living for just the basic needs in life
When a problem arises I don't need to fight
Because the outcome doesn't matter
I don't want to fall so I stay off the ladder
I promised myself, so I make no long turn commitments
Losing out on a relationship, that pain is expensive
So if you need a care, sorry I aint got it
I'm all out of it
My expenses are greater than my revenue and that equals no profit
If life is about risks, well I'm out that game
I'm taking no risk that'll hurt me, that's my aim
Hey I don't hide it so I apologize if the feelings are one way
After he passed I made a promise to myself that day
I'll never feel that pain again
Monday, September 27, 2010
The Struggle - Arctic
I don’t love you any more, it’s over…
Those words still surface on the beach of my mind
Like a dead fish fighting time
Slowly dying and eating away deep memories from the flesh
Memories of me at my best
Now when the moment gets deep, I turn heartless
Not totally thoughtless
…but close
The avoidance of pain and hurt is the excuse
The avoidance of suffering and abuse
From knowing the outcome and hanging my own noose
So I’m Davy Jones with my heart locked up tight
But not buried on an island, sunny and bright
It’s in an ice cold fortress
Frozen and voiceless
Buried under, it’s over…
Buried under, I don’t love you…
Buried under, cold feelings
Buried under the arctic
Friday, September 10, 2010
My Back is Strong
American Heartbreak
I am the American heartbreak-
Rock on which Freedom
Stumps its toe-
The great mistake
That Jamestown
Made long ago.
Right away I started writing and words from a Lupe Fiasco song (Put You on Game - The Cool) came to mind. I tried to blend or merge the times and have my take on it. We'll see how it turns out...
My Back is Strong
I am the American heartbreak
The back freedom stands on
It pees on my head and calls it rain
Its suppose to represent hard times and growth
To get a glimpse I have to look at its reflection in the puddle
My back is strong
But to really see freedom I have to turnover
In doing so I shake up the status quo
Then I'm called a thief, a criminal, a ni**er
When I'm only trying to be as free as the next
I am the rape of my Motherland to a murderous regime
I am the next generation, its offspring
I am American heartbreak
But songs of my broken heart are what America rocks too
"And for that paper look how low we'll stoop/
Even if you in a Benz, you still a ni**a in a coupe"
Dear America, my back is strong
- quote by Kanye West - All Falls Down, College Dropout