Sunday, August 23, 2009

Needed Change

If we can’t look into darkness and shine a light,
Then what’s our purpose?
If we can’t help those in need,
Then what are we here for?
Have to stop worrying about just ourselves & more about our communities.
Violence tearing us apart, becoming gravely phenomenal.
Need to give more attention to our kids,
Creating an environment that’s educational.
Drugs are wilting our people.
Drop-out rates rising,
Teenage pregnancy rates increasing,
Single motherhood inflating,
STD statistics growing.
Gunfire in the streets…men in jail.
No lights to see…sitting on welfare.
No adults at home…children with no care.
Mother working hard…fatherhood won’t dare.

Change: The responsibility is on me, on you.
To push beyond the limit and go over the plateau.
We’re all links in this chain.
Things can’t remain the same.
Be of a sound, higher mind.
Not of a weak mind, but one that’ll revolutionize.
Must find the balance between substance and pizzazz.
Must focus on rising above it all, not the pomp and circumstance.
Improvement is needed in abundance.
Can no longer have a glimmer of reluctance.

So ask yourself:
If I can’t look into darkness and shine a light,
Then what’s my purpose?
If I can’t help those in need,
Then what am I here for?

Exposure


Opening up…
How dare I take the risk?
Cracks in the wall…
I’ll never let you through them.
I tried to open my heart and mind before.
But you never listened, just shut and dead bolted the door
Shutting out my thoughts,
Causing unknown depths of hurt.
My pain is only half of it all.
‘Who’s going to hear my voice?’ was my cry.
Nobody! So I put up walls.
Don’t want to go down that road.
Tired of opening myself, receiving nothing in return.
I was raised to suck it up, not show weakness.
When I tried the opposite, the reaction was nonsense.
My voice goes unheard,
Kept locked inside.
The only responses are echoes,
Ricocheting off the walls that have been erected,
Causing cracks created from being tested.
The cycle continues.
You want me to be open.
I follow suit but you don’t know how to take it,
Because you’ve never experienced one doing that before.
I get frustrated from the result, not wanting to give you anything.
What you want, it sounds good in theory.
But when it comes out, you become contradictory.
What am I to do?
How can I get through to you?
Can’t give you the key to the door.
Too scared of being disclosed.

Euphoria III

Sunset.
Infatuation awakens,
Stalking you.
Goal on its mind: Make your dreams come true.
Caress your lips with mine,
Preparing you for love making until the sun rises.
Rubbing you all over.
Massaging your body, kissing your shoulders.
Your nerves stand at full attention stimulated
As I kiss the catalyst, your tender place.

Your sounds are high pitch.
I’m down low, moving feverishly.
Catching the secretions of your fruit
As they’re rapidly perfusing.
All control, I lose.
I’m exploring like there’s treasure lost
That will be found no matter the cost.
No need for the blueprint. Throw it away.
I’ve done my homework. I know the way
To ecstasy’s cove
As I feel you shake and twitch,
Prompting me to speed the tempo,
Initiating the beginning of the closing show.

From ground zero to cloud nine.
Turning the ignition fast
Starting the fire of explosions that will blow your mind…
Take your breath…
Make you feel what you’ve never felt:
Unbridled passion
Reached only in fervor’s fashion.
Continuing to fly among the stars in the sky
At the peak of ‘So High’
As we ride the influx of two souls consummating solidarity.
Journeying into the fervor of unity.
Patiently allowing this juncture to reach its flavor,
Letting it savor as we saturate in this euphoria.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Constant Pursuit

Reached inside.
Touched a place she didn’t know was there.
Wasn’t satisfied with touching my destination.
Wanted to enter and learn its composition.
Mold it and establish my position
As her lover, friend, and man…
Giving her something greater than
Any of the previous.
Only wished she could see the obvious:
That I’ll value her like one of a kind.
Love her like I’ve fallen for the very first time.

Passion, fire, and desire can be our sequence.
If only she’ll open the door and see the evidence:
That she thought I was on clearance,
Never bothered to look at the price tag
To see that my heart is priceless
With love for her that has the lifespan of timeless.
My actions aren’t predatory.
If love blossoms, I want it to be the greatest story.

I’ll make the ultimate sacrifice,
Lay everything on the line
To show her that I loved her before I entered time
And will love her, even after the passing of time.
I’ll try to defy the odds,
Turning them in my favor.
I’ll pursue her like it’s my last chance at life,
Chase her like air I need to keep from dying…
To open her eyes and make her see
That her heart belongs to me.

Death Sentence

Rushed in unprepared.
Using protection…he didn’t dare.
Never bothered to check her status.
Since that night, she’s been on hiatus.
Phone calls go unanswered.
Ask her friends…they don’t know her whereabouts.

Feeling sick, he says ‘It’s nothing.’
Taking no advice…won’t go to the doctor.
In the bathroom, he feels the heat.
No appetite. Can’t even eat.
Looking in the mirror, his stature’s not right.
Now lives in obscurity, hides from the light.

Finally checks himself in.
Scared of what may be within.
Doctor walks in. He feels the tension.
Receives the diagnosis. It’s a death sentence.
He can’t think, like his mind is in prison…
Only his conscience asking, ‘To me, why didn’t you listen?’

Rushed in unprepared.
Using protection? He didn’t care!
Should’ve checked her status.
In the midst of his hormonal aggression,
Never bothered to reach in his wallet to grab protection.
Thought he would be a ‘man’ and ‘keep it real.’
Said that, everything, he wanted to feel.
Didn’t act with extreme caution.
He can’t move…heart is frozen.
Ignorance was the solitary reason
His reflection spoke volumes: DEATH SENTENCE.

Monday, August 17, 2009

In My Dreams

I could’ve sworn I’d seen her before.
Her beauty was so engaging that I couldn’t ignore.
Was hypnotized by her walk as her hips swayed.
She was amazing. She was flawless.
She was in a class with just her, and no one else.
Something about her lit up this place.
I didn’t know how, but I wanted to penetrate her space.
Thought about talking to her, but I was nervous. I was afraid
That she wouldn’t give me the time of day,
That she wouldn’t bother to listen to what I had to say.
So I just watched her from the other end of the floor.
Thought she had a man from her constant texting on her cell phone.
The more I looked at her, the more familiar she became.
Trying to figure out where I knew her from was driving me insane.
I watched as guys asked her to dance and got turned down.
As I walked over to her, my nerves had my head spinning around and around.
I asked if I could take a seat, and she said ‘Yes.’
We exchanged pleasantries and conversed.
Automatically, my mind went into reverse
As I looked at her lips because they looked as if I had already kissed them a thousand times,
And as I looked into her eyes because it seemed as if our eyes had met plenty under the moonlight,
And as I looked at her hands because they looked like the same hands that constantly visit me through the night.
I then looked at all my surroundings and my vision came in clear view.
I started to get a sense of déjà vu.
I figured it out…this was the girl of my dreams.
The one who I see every night I go to sleep.
Fantasy became my reality.
Suddenly, I felt a chill come over me.

We talked and talked…things went so smooth…I would’ve never guessed
That she was as interested in me as I was in her.
She said the thing that stopped her from approaching was nerves.
Said that the more she looked at me the more familiar I became
And that trying to figure out where she knew me from was driving her insane…
That she saw me staring at her and hoped I would come near.
As I walked over, she said her vision became crystal clear.
Then she grabbed my hand and squeezed it,
Told me that on every night she feels this.
She looked into my eyes. Said they made her feel warm inside.
She didn’t know it, but I knew everything about her.
So I proceeded to ask her did she like taking long walks along the beach,
And did she love gazing at the stars she hoped to reach?
She said ‘Yes!’ as the tension started to increase.
You couldn’t help but notice the chemistry.

On the nights I was dreaming of her, she was dreaming of me too!
When I was thinking about her, she was thinking about me too!
We were loving each other simultaneously
In a love that was only a theory,
Drowning in each other’s ecstasy,
Soaring above the climax of intimacy.
A love so strong that the earth stood still,
Time everlasting…never having an ending,
Opening something in me I never knew I had.
My need for love brought to the surface.
Been so long since I allowed myself to feel,
Only allowing it to escape in my dreams.
Now my dream was staring me in the face.

Heart beating fast, about to jump out of my chest.
I jumped up, left…because I had to get out of this place
Breath slowly slipping away…
Life, gradually passing away…
I was starting to hyperventilate.
Not knowing she was behind me, she wrapped her arms around me
And told me not to run, not to fear…
That what we have is no façade, but very real…
Not to worry about the past, no more wounds.
She asked if I believed in love at first sight.
I said, ‘No, because we meet every night.
Though I’ve never had you, I’ve always had you.
Though I’ve never touched you, I’ve always touched you.
Even though you’ve never been in my life, you’ve always been there.
I’ve never known for dreams to come true
Until this night, when I met you.’

We kissed as rain begin to fall from the sky,
Covering the tears falling from both our eyes…
Kisses passionate, soft and tender
The moment I told her and she told me ‘I surrender.’

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Euphoria II

Eyes meeting…teasing.
Hands touching, gripping.
Nibbling on your ear, whispering sweet somethings…
Caressing your special place, pressing your ‘button’.
Your temperature rising.
Body’s signs can’t hide it.
Let your G-spot be my hiding place.
Inhibitions passing away,
Discovering the depths of your ocean,
Chasing the high of your potion.

Admission free.
Enter into fantasyland.
Endure the heat.
Temperature intensifying to inferno,
Rising so high that it can’t fall below.
Journeying to heights unknown
That’s penetrating, untaming…
Becoming sweltering.
Ice melting.
Body steaming.
Sweat beading.
Lips glistening.
Bed rocking loudly.
Walls shaking violently.

Secrets unveiled.
Exploring each crevice, touching every detail.
Don’t care who hears.
Energy exerted is sincere…
Characteristics transforming.
Love like never before: revolutionary,
Embarrassing the ordinary.
Screaming so loud that it’s shaming.
My name is your oratory.

Uncaged actions magnifying
To the vertex of passion.
Climbing the mountain of Pinnacle.
Sights unseen…on the level of Miracle
As we ride the influx of two souls consummating solidarity.
Journeying into the fervor of unity.
Patiently allowing this juncture to reach its flavor,
Letting it savor as we saturate in this euphoria.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Open Your Eyes

I pleaded for an opportunity,
But you kept me thirsty.
I begged you for knowledge,
But you kept me starving,
Making my mind impoverished,
Intellect malnourished,
Spirit emaciated.
Didn’t even bother to throw me crumbs.

Sign said ‘I will work for it.’
But you didn’t give me a second thought.
The force of your neglect pushing me back in my cardboard box.
Tired of being molded by the University of Hard Knocks.
I’m holding out my cup.
My ambition…you block.
Can I get a penny? Dime? Nickel?
I’m trying to pen my story.
You keep erasing me like a pencil,
Wiping me on the floor so I can get swept into the system.

Stop conforming and start blowing your whistle
On all men created equal
But each man’s opportunities different.
I’m right here. You don’t have to find me.
My cup is empty.
How can I fill it?
I don’t need a silent dollar.
I need some noise-making Change!

If I have no vision, how can I see?
When all I’ve done is collect losses, how can I win?
How can this caged bird fly if you always clip my wings?
Without knowledge, my thoughts can’t be profound.
Always in quicksand…can’t walk on solid ground.
How can I get up if you always knock me down?