Thursday, May 15, 2008
By my thoughts, actions and deeds
May the Lord, my ancestors & all humanity be pleased
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Me Me Me
Don't want your help with my songs, you see
Because you say that, '...it's all about me...'
Friday you thought that I was fast asleep
Into your psyche my intellect seeped
Since you say it’s all about me
Your words shall be your destiny
Shocked into knowing that I’ve neglected
The person whom I've resurrected
Spit-in-face, fire haired bona fide fright
Surprised and puzzled by the sight
Just think, I thought that it was all about thee
The Lord thanks you for your honesty
Thought it was about thine, those and thus
I pray not, in the fabulous, I trust
After all the trials that I’ve been through
Did you think that it was all about you'?
Because you say that, '...it's all about me...'
Friday you thought that I was fast asleep
Into your psyche my intellect seeped
Since you say it’s all about me
Your words shall be your destiny
Shocked into knowing that I’ve neglected
The person whom I've resurrected
Spit-in-face, fire haired bona fide fright
Surprised and puzzled by the sight
Just think, I thought that it was all about thee
The Lord thanks you for your honesty
Thought it was about thine, those and thus
I pray not, in the fabulous, I trust
After all the trials that I’ve been through
Did you think that it was all about you'?
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Tears & Tears
The difference we’ve reached
Is the difference they teach
As a part of speech
There is no difference, I beseech
My motivation
Is its pronunciation
What is the difference between a tear and a tear
When tears fall from your eyes
or
Someone tears your heart apart
Physically a tear in your heart
Is a tear in your heart
Noun or verb all dynamic art
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry
Poetry vs. Rhyme
Poetry and Rhyme
Are not one in the same
Poetry is fluid
Rhyme is like game
Staccatic-chaotic
The first course of action
Is to rhyme about my dissatisfaction
It is a conundrum to me
Why no solace, just intranquility
I plan to let the worries go
To make my poetry ebb and flow
Are not one in the same
Poetry is fluid
Rhyme is like game
Staccatic-chaotic
The first course of action
Is to rhyme about my dissatisfaction
It is a conundrum to me
Why no solace, just intranquility
I plan to let the worries go
To make my poetry ebb and flow
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry