 | I REMEMBER STARTING TO FEEL THE DISTANCE IN UR KISS, REMEMBERING HOW THE PASSION IN UR TOUCH BEGAN TO FADE. WHEN THE LOVE IN UR EYES BECAME LOOKS OF CONFUSSION AND WHEN U STARTED CALLING ME BY MY NAME. NO MORE MAMA OR BABE, I REMEMBER THESE DAYS. UR I LOVE U'S BECAME JUST A HABIT. NO LONGER SAID WITH COMPASSION. UR I MISS U'S BECAME "I MISS U 2" AND UR PHONE CALLS BECAME JUST CHECKIN IN CALLS AND NO MORE "HEY BABY HOWS UR DAY, IM THINKING OF U." IN SEEING ALL THSES SIGNS THERE STILL WAS NO WAY I COULD WALK AWAY. JUST CUZ U FELL OUTTA LOVE DOESNT MEAN I WAS. THOUGHT BY STAYING, TALKING AND CRYING I MADE THIS CLEAR. NOW I SIT BACK AND WATCH U DO UR THING. YET STILL C UR PAIN. SORRY, I COULDNT HELP U HEAL, I WISH U HAPPINESS STILL MY DEAR! BUT AS CONTINUE TO FADE, REMEMBER THE SHIT U USED TO SAY! I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS THERE. IM THE ONE WHO CONTINUES TO BE HERE! |
Saturday, August 29, 2009
When u Began 2 Fade 4rm Me
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Friday, August 28, 2009
Pen & Pad
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Pen pad Current mood: grateful Category: Writing and Poetry
4 sum ppl all they have is a pen n pad!! Dnt get me wrong cuz I ＬöＶë a lyrical mind but I find it kinda sad. Im finding that most r using this as their only form on communication. But did I mention that its sad...
((this is all they have.))
What happened to speaking frm the heart? now ppl r choosing to write instead of communicate in person. So words are pre thought and edited. I think its a way of speaking with caution, playing it on the safe side. Cuz they r afraid they may say the wrong shit out of confusion. So words are pre thought and edited.
Dnt get me wrong its a great way of expression. Cuz I to do write in hopes some1 can relate to it. But I never for a second forget that poetry is spit for a reason.
((expression))
But I find it sad for some ppl a pen and pad is ALL they have! Where are the parents? y are kids growing up with so many secrets. Hidding in closets ashamed of who they might be. Talking to their parents will never happen they won't accept it. So its back to poetry.
Abuse physical or mental of any kind. Won't talk about it cuz ur afraid no1 will understand so its back to writing rhymes in 3rd person hoping some1 will say they understood every word of it. I just think its sad that for some ppl a pen and pad is they have.
I mean don't get me wrong I ＬöＶë a lyrical mind and im glad that u have this talent as an outlet and in the mist of it u may just touch someone who can relate to it..
I know u just need to vent so u write down in rhymes and metaphors to share ur life in any way you can put it.
But lets admit it. Don't u find it sad that a pen and paper is all we have 2 express what others close to us just might not understand!?!
Pen pad Current mood: grateful Category: Writing and Poetry
4 sum ppl all they have is a pen n pad!! Dnt get me wrong cuz I ＬöＶë a lyrical mind but I find it kinda sad. Im finding that most r using this as their only form on communication. But did I mention that its sad...
((this is all they have.))
What happened to speaking frm the heart? now ppl r choosing to write instead of communicate in person. So words are pre thought and edited. I think its a way of speaking with caution, playing it on the safe side. Cuz they r afraid they may say the wrong shit out of confusion. So words are pre thought and edited.
Dnt get me wrong its a great way of expression. Cuz I to do write in hopes some1 can relate to it. But I never for a second forget that poetry is spit for a reason.
((expression))
But I find it sad for some ppl a pen and pad is ALL they have! Where are the parents? y are kids growing up with so many secrets. Hidding in closets ashamed of who they might be. Talking to their parents will never happen they won't accept it. So its back to poetry.
Abuse physical or mental of any kind. Won't talk about it cuz ur afraid no1 will understand so its back to writing rhymes in 3rd person hoping some1 will say they understood every word of it. I just think its sad that for some ppl a pen and pad is they have.
I mean don't get me wrong I ＬöＶë a lyrical mind and im glad that u have this talent as an outlet and in the mist of it u may just touch someone who can relate to it..
I know u just need to vent so u write down in rhymes and metaphors to share ur life in any way you can put it.
But lets admit it. Don't u find it sad that a pen and paper is all we have 2 express what others close to us just might not understand!?!
fuk luv Current mood: bored Category: Writing and Poetry
I posted sticky notes all over my inner me.
[Heart]- dnt let her enter!!
((she won't know wat to do wit. ))
I shoulda listened.
[Right side of my brain]- dnt relate to her cuz soon ur poems will be all about her.
Now I find everything I write refers back to u.
((2 outta 2 im losing... ))
shall I continue?
Get my drift.
I let u in.
Fuck it!
middle finger in the air same 1 I fucked u with.
Catch ur nutt.
Drip down my hand as I make ＬöＶë to u with my middle finger in u...
sayin fuck ＬöＶë. My ＬöＶë forever dis-owne's u.
So I placed my tongue on u...
ate thru u..
Layer by layer...
tasted the bitter and sour layers..
How many licks til I get 2 where the real u shines thru.
Soft and sweet never happened so back to my middle finger as I fucked ＬöＶë into u.
Isn't that the same finger u used to fuck me 2?
Who gets wat im tryin 2 say?
Comment it and let me know... hahaha
yes i do girls!!!
I posted sticky notes all over my inner me.
[Heart]- dnt let her enter!!
((she won't know wat to do wit. ))
I shoulda listened.
[Right side of my brain]- dnt relate to her cuz soon ur poems will be all about her.
Now I find everything I write refers back to u.
((2 outta 2 im losing... ))
shall I continue?
Get my drift.
I let u in.
Fuck it!
middle finger in the air same 1 I fucked u with.
Catch ur nutt.
Drip down my hand as I make ＬöＶë to u with my middle finger in u...
sayin fuck ＬöＶë. My ＬöＶë forever dis-owne's u.
So I placed my tongue on u...
ate thru u..
Layer by layer...
tasted the bitter and sour layers..
How many licks til I get 2 where the real u shines thru.
Soft and sweet never happened so back to my middle finger as I fucked ＬöＶë into u.
Isn't that the same finger u used to fuck me 2?
Who gets wat im tryin 2 say?
Comment it and let me know... hahaha
yes i do girls!!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
i feel that
I feel that Current mood:blah Category: Writing and Poetry
I sit in a daze quoting over and over again lines from other poets poetry. Thinking one day that poet wont have shit on me...Saying yeah I feel that... Why wasn't I able to explain such a thing... and than it hit me. Maybe I was put here to spit in a simple way for u simple minded ppl to have something ur able to relate... tooor maybe I just haven't got to a stage where I can futher explain the depths of my pain cuz my heart aint ready to be intune with my minds kreeative side.There is emotion in poetry and I write frm the heart.But when the heart hurts and feels what the mind just cant relate to than really what runs thru my mind if its the mind that gives off the sensation to feel the emotions. Fuck I dnt get it.So I download all these lyrics and rock out to the beats and feel their 16 bars and think I know this person just off some bullshit connection I think I felt off a verse that hit so hard I feel like damn thats how I felt. I become fans of others cuz I have no belief in my own let alone myself. So I comment and complient everyone elses shit and say stay tuned to mine cuz some day my shit will b so deep it'll blow ur mind. As of now I feel out of loss of words and the pain lays deep within. Cuz though I go on each day guess I never really have gotten over the pain!
Emotion N Poetry
Emotion N Poetry- ily Current mood: chill Category: Writing and Poetry
poetry in motion-listen as i explain to the emotion in "my" poetry-
its like when a feeling comes thru words form to express what just cant roll off the tip of my tongue.
Becoming an emotion u just cant get out of your mind til you let ur poetic pen hit the sheet of paper in a book of chapters i often leave open for those who are interested.
But damn it, enter with caution cuz theres emotion is this poetic passion.
Dnt just read what is layed out for u to skim thru.
Read between the lines becuz thats where the truth lies,
waiting for u to see the big picture of the lil picture i poetically put together for u!
{{I LOVE POETRY!}}
The meaning is different than the everyday Poetry in Motion.
Its the emotion in poetry that captures me.
I go thru my ups and downs with poetry.
I let my pen cry for me and the ink bleeds yelling out thru Poetry at Poetry cuz poetically my words just arent together.
It takes work to stay in love with poetry.
And each time I sit down to write Im ready to take on that challenge...
the out come is usually worth it.
Even the days when it seems my pen ran outta ink and I feel I have no words left to speak.
I shift my mentality and it comes back to me.
cuz theres emotion in poetry and thats everything to me!
I call my poetry "She" becuz "She" will forever be who i love.
There is emotion in poetry and I love it.
To walk away is to walk away frm a love to deep to supress.
"Follow/listen to your heart" but does the heart ever really think logically?So thats usually how my writers block forms.
When my heart n mind are not in tune...
I see y we will never have the same understanding.
but i still love MY poetry!
Cuz when I say I love u my love is everlasting!
Maybe, possibly, my pen may give up on me.
But there will forever be emotion in poetry.
cuz everyday is Poetry in Motion and the experiences in everyday life is the emotion in the poetry...smiles form,hearts break, words are yelled, tears are cried, life isnt just life without the beauty in these lessons learned.
so Poetry in Motion is nothing without the emotion in poetry!
poetry in motion-listen as i explain to the emotion in "my" poetry-
its like when a feeling comes thru words form to express what just cant roll off the tip of my tongue.
Becoming an emotion u just cant get out of your mind til you let ur poetic pen hit the sheet of paper in a book of chapters i often leave open for those who are interested.
But damn it, enter with caution cuz theres emotion is this poetic passion.
Dnt just read what is layed out for u to skim thru.
Read between the lines becuz thats where the truth lies,
waiting for u to see the big picture of the lil picture i poetically put together for u!
{{I LOVE POETRY!}}
The meaning is different than the everyday Poetry in Motion.
Its the emotion in poetry that captures me.
I go thru my ups and downs with poetry.
I let my pen cry for me and the ink bleeds yelling out thru Poetry at Poetry cuz poetically my words just arent together.
It takes work to stay in love with poetry.
And each time I sit down to write Im ready to take on that challenge...
the out come is usually worth it.
Even the days when it seems my pen ran outta ink and I feel I have no words left to speak.
I shift my mentality and it comes back to me.
cuz theres emotion in poetry and thats everything to me!
I call my poetry "She" becuz "She" will forever be who i love.
There is emotion in poetry and I love it.
To walk away is to walk away frm a love to deep to supress.
"Follow/listen to your heart" but does the heart ever really think logically?So thats usually how my writers block forms.
When my heart n mind are not in tune...
I see y we will never have the same understanding.
but i still love MY poetry!
Cuz when I say I love u my love is everlasting!
Maybe, possibly, my pen may give up on me.
But there will forever be emotion in poetry.
cuz everyday is Poetry in Motion and the experiences in everyday life is the emotion in the poetry...smiles form,hearts break, words are yelled, tears are cried, life isnt just life without the beauty in these lessons learned.
so Poetry in Motion is nothing without the emotion in poetry!
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