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I am but a puppet to my heart's passion

In the crudeness of the night

Truth and shadows mimic the twilight

And things that hide in the light

Become plainly and vividly in sight

There is a rawness to utter darkness

It is, in my opinion, what many fear

Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears

As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near

Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.


"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."

Me, myself, & my mic

Me, myself, & my mic
"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.

Self Portrait

My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Speechless

At the way a dancer's body can express what words fail to do
At the way a singer's word's can sing what you never knew you felt all along
At the way a soul's yearning is so loud another person recognizes it's song

It's in the way her voice lifts me up every time we speak, although we speak everyday
It's in the sisters and brothers that understand me effortlessly in every way
It's in the way my heart breaks when I think of the past and all it's tear stricken blood
It's in the defeat I feel when there is nothing I can do except love

Speechless at the logic behind his infidelity to a woman, nay, an angel, a miracle at best
Speechless at the blind hatred that spawned from his careless attempts
Speechless at the rage that burrows from me within
Speechless when I cannot even figure out where to begin

When I feel his touch
When I feel my cheeks grow into a blush
When I feel what I feel
How can I express something that is nothing short of a dream that's real

At the way a bond can be formed so instantly and so destructively
At the way I must hold my tongue calmly yet manically
At the way a smile changes my perspective
At the way my blessings provide protection like a physical contraceptive

It's in the way I never forget and foolishly never stop trying
It's in the way my strength bleeds before it even thinks about crying
It's in the way I love as hard as I fall
It's in the way I scream yell and shout until you have heard it all
It's in the way my world revolves around those that have honored me with their love by choice
It's in the way I cringe at what this world has become at the hands of each unheard voice

Speechless
Speechless
Speechless
Speechless

Is what I am left with
Because I have no words to express the depth of what words simply cannot seem to depict.

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