A nickel for your thoughts?
A penny for your words?
Shall we sit under the moon lite sky
sipping iced tea on a breezy summer night
can i stimulate your mind in hopes of a sparking
a discussion with you as the main subject?
A quarter for an hour?
i want to wrap my words
as a present and plac...
It was simple how they met
There she was, standing alone
spelling his name on the tip of her tongue
she swayed with every letter
composing a lullaby to the strum of her heart.
his presence was her stage
heart pounding,
she was telling a story of two strangers
desperately se...
We stood under the sun-ripened mango tree
in a drawn-out circle of peace
We played our favorite childhood game
We screamed, my cousin … he screamed
“I declare war on Jamaica!”
I ran out of our peaceful circle
Playing the role of a refugee
As this was the procedure of war
“BOOOMM!!”...
AN AIRPORT,
I HEAR EVERY SOUND
WAFTING SERIES OF SMELLS.
BODIES GREETING MY SHOULDERS WITH A BUMP
TIPPING TOES OVER MY SHOES
INHALING MY SCENT
VIEWING MY PRESENCE
ALL THIS WHILE I STAND STILL
I STAND ALONE.
I KNOW THEY ARE THERE
I HEAR CONVERSATIONS RISING AND FALLING
LUGGAGES DRAGGING TH...
I'm here, lying flat on my back
eyes closed in total serenity of you
listening to the drums of my heart beating against my ribs
building, anticipating to explosive thoughts that surf my head
my mind spins in a daze,
manipulating my visions
giving a vivid image of your presence
as my ears pla...
Still, we wait
muting our movements
stalling our existence
installing rules of safety
tickling our muscles
implicating boldness, we stay,
Still.
Waiting for our signal
Red light
green light
yellow light
ne...
we be the ink drip straight onto the sheet
them, they got sounds bust right outta the speakers
us flow with words like liquid to a river
you dig the flow like diamonds from the earth
he read the terms sink right into a pattern
she feels the beat smooth, from the underground
we bust the rhymes ...
Kyle was on the other side of the phone line waiting for the verdict of his fathers' decision. He kept biting his lips until he felt the the rusty taste of blood on his tongue. Kyle knew he had messed up coming home drunk from a party, past his curfew while he was supposed to be grounded. "...
Tonight I'll dream of the red sunset
that graces the sky during
the dawn of the night,
my eyelids will replay my childhood,
presenting me full flesh under the moonlight
sitting beneath the sweet mango tree
listening as my mother tell stories of long ago.
When i close my eyes tonight,
...
Red lights right, white lights left. They sat on the greyhound bus in the middle of shivery December night. She laid her head on his shoulders connecting her eye lids. Minutes passed he whispered "it’s like moving Christmas lights". She quickly opened her eyes to moving traffic. She whis...
Look around you..
tell me what you see
this world we're living in
this life we're craving
material things that were made
man that was created
god that is the creator
we are blind
we've been fooled
into thinking that
man made things
things made by man
erupted our existence...
We stood under the sun-ripped mango tree
In a drawn-out circle of peace
We played our favorite childhood game
He screamed, my cousin, he screamed
“I declare war on Jamaica!”
I ran out of our peaceful circle
Playing the role of a refugee
As this was the procedure of war
“BOOOOMM!” We ...
who i am is not in the definition of ur beliefs
i have every right to keep my head held high and regonize
my beauty both mentally and physically..
you dont define me
you've never been webster and you will never be god.
i am a complex being and
my true beauty lies in my state of mind.
ph...