I write her a love letter
knitted with my words of sway like a sweater
though he treats her better
It is shown; I am one not to forget her
The praise I unveil, and O' how she is revealed
Such beauty in its real
My senses have been killed, trapped emotion
staring at her in still
He drives her in his golden carriage
While no jewels or fortune are seen on me, it is apparent
He treats her better
As I without these words say I won’t ever forget her
Only wish I could tell her........
The vivid sight of our last night, guided me immoral
though it felt right
I pleaded the heavens, an begged she wouldn't tangle
with such an ungrateful menace,
Yet grief was my given penance
He wrapped her in a coat of mink
and dare gave me a wink, as he
displayed her as an ornament.
She rode away... away she gave me pain
sorrow engaged to my lament
Though this love I will cherish forever
I guess....He treats her better....
Monday, February 18, 2008
THe rave (3/20/2000) working graveyard
Last night I wanna mis-behave, so I went to a rave
Women everywhere blurring my brain
Flaunting their blossomed bodies,
in a psychotic, erotic calling
quit the stalling, as I now eves dropping
to the ….Bosoms sprawling
shit I couldn’t contain no more watching
as jigglies were flaunting
for they opened up the devils gate,
my pulse rate accelerate, as Miss Lady approached me
rubbing my leg, grooves from her fingers touch made me blush
soothed, entwined was the engagement of my lips welcoming her tongue
her kiss was the sense of fine wine, aged during the reign of kings
I must have been in dreams, as she rode with me this evening
Hours from now hovering, will be the blue ceiling………
So in this presence of this dark bliss, our bodies are revealed
Temperature was moist and humid
As I was to give in to this sin
I felt her thigh close to my skin
Her neck I passionately kissed
While dirty words were being hissed
My hands walked down to the hips
U she squeezed a tighter grip
My fingers trickled slowly and lowly did they slip
There it went, there it went,
I think this is it
SHIiiiiiiit!!!!!!!!!!
It was a DICK!!!!
I jumped skipped did a flip and escaped out of her providence
This is the haunting remembrance of last time I tried to
Pick up a girl from Hollywood’s garden.
Women everywhere blurring my brain
Flaunting their blossomed bodies,
in a psychotic, erotic calling
quit the stalling, as I now eves dropping
to the ….Bosoms sprawling
shit I couldn’t contain no more watching
as jigglies were flaunting
for they opened up the devils gate,
my pulse rate accelerate, as Miss Lady approached me
rubbing my leg, grooves from her fingers touch made me blush
soothed, entwined was the engagement of my lips welcoming her tongue
her kiss was the sense of fine wine, aged during the reign of kings
I must have been in dreams, as she rode with me this evening
Hours from now hovering, will be the blue ceiling………
So in this presence of this dark bliss, our bodies are revealed
Temperature was moist and humid
As I was to give in to this sin
I felt her thigh close to my skin
Her neck I passionately kissed
While dirty words were being hissed
My hands walked down to the hips
U she squeezed a tighter grip
My fingers trickled slowly and lowly did they slip
There it went, there it went,
I think this is it
SHIiiiiiiit!!!!!!!!!!
It was a DICK!!!!
I jumped skipped did a flip and escaped out of her providence
This is the haunting remembrance of last time I tried to
Pick up a girl from Hollywood’s garden.
time wasted (2000)
Treasure my soul, help me evolve to a sane human form
Eventhough my blood feels warm, my body feels harm
My heart has been torn, yet I learn
I don’t need to say goodbye or any last words
I know ive been heard.
New chapter, the page is to be turned for new story to be wrote
In a desolate stage of my life, Roam alone on own
I don’t need to find a happy home
My blood is warm, but my heart feels cold
Because it is torn..
though I learn.
And with that I venture,
Our relationship was seen as an adventure
Were we both got injured
Lied behind my back with another
You kissed me as a blind lover
Yet through the neglect you inflicted
I drove my ache to other women’s compassion
And each one made me smile
While coming home to you in a frown
Oblivious to my rendezvous around the town
I admit though feeling like a clown,
I evened the score by drilling you the pain of mine
(don’t need to ask how or why,
im just that kind of guy) deeper into you.
Without remorse I made you hurt…hurt bad
All I heard was nag
I laugh, at what you created,
The man you now hated
It’s time to leave, time with you ..,
I just wasted….
(Dedicated to Nancy)
Eventhough my blood feels warm, my body feels harm
My heart has been torn, yet I learn
I don’t need to say goodbye or any last words
I know ive been heard.
New chapter, the page is to be turned for new story to be wrote
In a desolate stage of my life, Roam alone on own
I don’t need to find a happy home
My blood is warm, but my heart feels cold
Because it is torn..
though I learn.
And with that I venture,
Our relationship was seen as an adventure
Were we both got injured
Lied behind my back with another
You kissed me as a blind lover
Yet through the neglect you inflicted
I drove my ache to other women’s compassion
And each one made me smile
While coming home to you in a frown
Oblivious to my rendezvous around the town
I admit though feeling like a clown,
I evened the score by drilling you the pain of mine
(don’t need to ask how or why,
im just that kind of guy) deeper into you.
Without remorse I made you hurt…hurt bad
All I heard was nag
I laugh, at what you created,
The man you now hated
It’s time to leave, time with you ..,
I just wasted….
(Dedicated to Nancy)
SileNce
Innocence is the silence...
tranquil it keeps one calm,
around the wilderness is spawned
In the memory it is hold, as yesterday is mourned
My body denies feeling warm, cold by the morning’s arrival
O' the woe! Cunning in thinking I can meet as a challenge
wave my sword to the heaven
"Damn thee he vans, you menace!"
Close world inside is my grieved sentence
I heard no sound....
No question in repentance, as blood is soiled to the ground
Cannot reveal myself to this town
hide in the shade, withered like a flower in decay
Anticipate, you do not await to get away
Your escape seen as my foreplay
Run, cry to others arms!
I can bring you charm, yet you cry
when close as if harm
You passion me in this view
I can heal those wounds
Attract a slap? As if im a loon!?
Love me lovely, that’s why I run to you
through the wilderness under the moon
A las I hear no sound, as she fell to the ground
She touched were love was not found
Watched the avail as her fingers only lingered now
Grabbed her hand, pressed to my lips
My kiss (laugh) she couldn't resist
I insist this was more than bliss!
One last taste of those lips
I dug my love to the ground
Entombed young with no tongue
Alas I heard no more sound....
tranquil it keeps one calm,
around the wilderness is spawned
In the memory it is hold, as yesterday is mourned
My body denies feeling warm, cold by the morning’s arrival
O' the woe! Cunning in thinking I can meet as a challenge
wave my sword to the heaven
"Damn thee he vans, you menace!"
Close world inside is my grieved sentence
I heard no sound....
No question in repentance, as blood is soiled to the ground
Cannot reveal myself to this town
hide in the shade, withered like a flower in decay
Anticipate, you do not await to get away
Your escape seen as my foreplay
Run, cry to others arms!
I can bring you charm, yet you cry
when close as if harm
You passion me in this view
I can heal those wounds
Attract a slap? As if im a loon!?
Love me lovely, that’s why I run to you
through the wilderness under the moon
A las I hear no sound, as she fell to the ground
She touched were love was not found
Watched the avail as her fingers only lingered now
Grabbed her hand, pressed to my lips
My kiss (laugh) she couldn't resist
I insist this was more than bliss!
One last taste of those lips
I dug my love to the ground
Entombed young with no tongue
Alas I heard no more sound....
AWake in smile
Cigarette to my lips, inhale
Stare to my world one day considered a myth
I ask for no glory, only to be heard,
become legendary in children’s story &
awake in smile in the morning.
Out and about to my journey, walking the bloody concrete
Demise caused their defeat, yet they smile at me,
for I have a chance to breathe.... I proceed
exiled in reality, in sleep im aroused to my dream
my head laid to the clouds without wings
Fluff one as a pillow, heard echoing taunts of chanting
Inhabit this state is what asking
Not eyes in disguise, plagued in daily lives
Speak not lies, nor am I wise, for to know it all,
is admitted less decisive of all minds
Time I cannot rewind, but be, see reflection of me elderly
Sitting reclined, looking behind to my once Athenian society
A chapter written in someone’s story
Stare to my world one day considered a myth
I ask for no glory, only to be heard,
become legendary in children’s story &
awake in smile in the morning.
Out and about to my journey, walking the bloody concrete
Demise caused their defeat, yet they smile at me,
for I have a chance to breathe.... I proceed
exiled in reality, in sleep im aroused to my dream
my head laid to the clouds without wings
Fluff one as a pillow, heard echoing taunts of chanting
Inhabit this state is what asking
Not eyes in disguise, plagued in daily lives
Speak not lies, nor am I wise, for to know it all,
is admitted less decisive of all minds
Time I cannot rewind, but be, see reflection of me elderly
Sitting reclined, looking behind to my once Athenian society
A chapter written in someone’s story
Last thoughts of the nineties
It's the thoughts that I wonder, world that’s a blunder,
which I cannot explain. It's the pain that I detain, the way I behave
which makes me one of the last to remain
My finger nails have dirt on em; it's the point that makes me imperfect
At times im lost and I forget, So much sweat when am at work,
im not a sinner but sometimes I don't go to church
Does it mean I am hailed to burn?
My body feel worn, when am alone, I can get cold,
my heart can get torn. Every 8 seconds a baby is torn,
and somebody mourns.
I don't know, one day I will
My questions will be revealed, while my ghetto kids squeal,
I try to hear. Millennium is here, people announce the end is near
But what is it im supposed to fear?
Still I try to hear.......
(Thoughts for 99)
Peering through a Window (1997)
Peering through a window, stare at a world dying slow
I see it, does anyone else know?
Maybe its a dream . Am I asleep,
but these memories be haunting me .
Try to stay awake, away from this fury,
but still the sirens singing lovely lure me
Lord do you see me ?
A young soldier on the field of dirty, we aren't worthy
Forget me not if I be buried
Troubles lost no need to worry
Lift me from my woes
Asking , does anyone anybody else know?
I see it, does anyone else know?
Maybe its a dream . Am I asleep,
but these memories be haunting me .
Try to stay awake, away from this fury,
but still the sirens singing lovely lure me
Lord do you see me ?
A young soldier on the field of dirty, we aren't worthy
Forget me not if I be buried
Troubles lost no need to worry
Lift me from my woes
Asking , does anyone anybody else know?
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