Dear You

I want you to kno.. 

In the winter you are my snow angel.. 

In the spring you are my freshly bloomed rose.. 

In the summer you are my shade and my tall glass of iced tea or lemonade.. 

In the fall you are my true reason to give thanks and you give a brand new meaning to seasons of love.. 

If love could see me the way that my love sees you then the definition of love would have to change its definement and point of view

 I love you

Not just now i love you for all time an all days with no conditions and in all ways my words maybe cheesey you can take them as lame but i got a place for you in my heart and thats where my love for you wil always remain

I kno that line is over used kinda cliche but those are the words that to me feel right to say

Bad dreams

Let's put a limitation on imitation

The waits are too long so be gone procrastination

Courageous curiosity leads us to follow our interest and infatuation

So many lives destroyed

Souls disappearing hearts breaking and lives forsaken

The Woman of My Dreams

She has a face that Piccaso couldn't paint,
She has a glow that no darkness can restraint,
She lives by the words "I do unto others as I want done to me"
Her brain exceeds her beauty,
But both seem to be on the highest degree,
She is easy to agree,
I declare and I decree,
I will find this girl,
For she is the woman of my dreams,
She holds values close to her heart,
Natural beauty is comfort to her,
And her brain isn't only in a book because she is also street smart,
Her love would have to come from a real place,
A place we can all see,
She has to hold a love that can glow even in the darkest place,
Her generosity along with compassion make her take action,
She goes down the tedious roads and comes out with satisfaction,
Her attractions aren't idolized attractions,
Her music is a mixture of modern and classic,
She'll read romance novels,
Some happy some tradgic,
She'll understand poetry and plays,
Rhyming couplets and watch Hamlet,
Giving into herself for the benefit of others,
Doesn't matter if she has sisters or brothers,
She'll have my arms to keep her warm and secure like covers,
I hope she loves me the way I plan to love her and with a mixture of the love I use to love others
I hope this dream is a reality,
That when I wake up and read this aloud I won't make a fool out of me,
I breath and live so this truth it must be,
I'm just in search for this girl who will complete me,
Find her so she completes me,
Oh how happy she can make me,
I hope I know when I see she,
For I can only hope that she takes me,
Breaks me, remolds me and creates me,
To be, To be,
The one and the only that can say he's happy and that he's not so lonely
But what if this dream is a phony?,
I guess we'll see what might and could possibly be,
This description of a woman so awesome and A-maz-ing,
And see if she can find me,
This is the letter going out describing the woman of my dreams

I want a love

I want a love that makes my soul shutter
I want a love that makes my heart flutter
I want a love so lovely that the thought of love it's self makes me st st stutter
I want a love that makes me feel like I'm flying high wit her on my back so that nobody comes above her
I want a love that wants me
I want a love for me that I kno is meant you an for me to believe
I want a love where I can look in your eyes and see that her an me are destined to be the only thing in this world lifetime or universe that will always be happy
I want a love that blinds but is so divine that it makes me decide to build a divide between the lines that so often I will cross I want a love that makes me not be able to stand the fact that I love her and on the same breath that I curse her I want the same love to take over an say you can't really hate her as much as you say you do cuz the things you do after you act like a fool only prove that your love for her is the love you want and the love you need
I want a love where I feel sorry that I can't love you more
I want a love where I miss you with every step an I want to breakdown when you walk out the door
I want a love where sex isn't our only prospective
I want a love where we turn into animals an our bodies become one and the only reason we won't be afraid is because we kno we are protected by the thought that we have protection
My first line my first time my first thought my first rhyme
I want a love
I want a love
I want not just a love I want the love they sing about on the radio
I want the love that makes you crazy an makes you feel like you can't be alone I
want a love where love is our only option cuz hate just incinerates makes you multiply an think you intimidate on to the next like you playin elimidate
But me...
I just want a love that ppl want to imitate
I want a love where our imagination can take us places can fill our hearts an leave no spaces
I want a love that sets me straight like tight braces
I want a love where it's just me an her against the world cuz we cut everyone off even our friends and family cuz the envy an jealousy made them start hating
I just want a love I can trust and a love that's true
I want a love..
A love between me an you

I'm Just Like You

I'm looking for a love, like everyone else,
I have a cut from my first love, the same one I know you felt,
It's no different for me,
I feel pain just the same,
My heart also has a key, as well as my brain,
You walk, I walk,
You can speak and yes, I can talk,
My skin may be lighter,
My eyes may be a different color,
No matter blood in my viens or water,
You're still my brother,
Your chest rises when you breath and last time I checked mine did the same,
You want money and prestige,
I just want people to remember my name,
I worry about how I look,
I worry about how I smell,
I dream about making it big and changing the image of all young black males,
That's my motivation, my inspiration, my occupation,
But you might not have that same aspiration,
You want to live the good life,
I want to stay out of the hood,
If we were to trade places you"d probably do quite good,
Years go on and both our features have matured,
The boyish qualities we have some people still adore,
An acquired taste is what we are,
We set ourselves apart,
But when nobody's father was around you stepped up on that part,
Since I am younger I wanted to follow your path,
So I became C.E.K(seek) while you turned into Ca$h,
You walk around singing so I thought I'd do the same,
We both went away for some time but I still couldn't find my own thing,
You had your troubles,
I had my troubles too,
But seeing you mess up helped me learn what not to do,
I took your mistakes and found a way to not make them,
But that led to new problems and I wasn't ready to face them,
You been through hell and back,
I respect you for that,
And while you were locked down I was here,
And I wrote you letters to let you know I took our troubles and took responsibility for them and put them on my back,
It's always so long between the times I visit,
I know for Birthday and x-mas you blew it down,
And I could only say damn because I knew I was gon' miss it,
But I see you working hard,
And I see you making moves,
A dedication to my brother,
Since we were younger I wanted to be just like you

High School

In 9th grade I thought I had it made I did what I want when I wanted and I did it my way

Get laid an get paid was my motto everyday an slowly but surely I saw the responsibilities I once valued fade away

School days went by and they all ended in detentions an suspensions because every single day class is what I was missing on top of that my grades were slipping an I pretended to care an my ass is what I had everybody kissing

But there came a change

A girl who will remain unnamed

She turned my world upside down everyday wit her I never frowned me and her were the talk of the town I turn left I turn right and everybody tried to bring us down but in the end it came to an end because old habits came into play an started all over again

I felt nothing but guilt nothing but pain an in a moment of intimacy I felt nothing but shame

I was being eaten alive by my pride an my lies so time after time when I said she was mine was at the time no other on my mind then I'd sigh lean to the side and wonder why I cheated

But at that time I had moved to another school which didn't help much because I still felt like a fool I thought I was cool

This time I was the new guy

I had to put my stamp on yet another school but I digress because it's cool I stood up in front of the class feeling like a fool because they "ashay" an "yebo" an I ain't know what to do

The first week was real neat in English I had to get a blank sheet of paper an write lyrics to a song an then we had to sing I was being low key nervous an all these people I didn't know at all I let out the first verse of one of my favorite songs

After me singing end of the road everywhere I went no one would leave me alone I got to admit it I loved the attention but still didn't know too many people so I stayed kind of distant

The next year I moved on but continued at the school as a sophomore I saw more whores than the school before an their temptations I endured oh lord I thought I wouldn't last because between they face thighs an ass I walked around wit a brick in my pants but I digress for the best

Thought I would play ball but I made the wrong call suspended for week wit no record at all I didn't think it through before I hit that bul so off the team I was

I was down in the dumps I felt so stuck so back to the old me I stopped giving a fuck I had sex an did drugs sold a bit on the side got robbed a couple times an jumped because I was a lone soldier wit no niggas to ride

But the ride was fun I had a gun from no man did I run I laughed I sighed sometimes I cried because wit every sip of ciroc an every hit of the haze I died inside an in my mind while my eyes glazed an I was in a daze it turned to a lifestyle that evolved from a phase I was that bul known by many names stories about me an my accolades had come in an come out like the tide does the waves but since I saw myself slipping I decided to make a change

What could I do I decided to move I had everything to gain an nothing to lose I wanted to make a name for myself because my pride gave me everything to prove so once school was out I put my life on cruise

Back to the burbs I went an a year I spent not getting high or wasted or getting bent

Didn't hit the hoes didn't follow my friends because my life was overrun like I was being dictated like I was under Hitler or under Fidel so I got into a position that you know feeble Got my life right got it tight by these girls I was sideswiped they caught my eye everywhere like I need an intervention but my intuition blinded my peripheral vision so I was on a mission to take a licking an keep on sticking because my own path I was picking an back I was sitting but yet a again my grades slipping but now I was avoiding all detentions building up like a pension holding on by the stitching listening to crying an bitchin everybody spazzing an tripping because I got cut from the team started acting mean left alone my dreams no longer felt supreme to the naked eye it seems that I had everything

Together

Why look down on Me?

Why look down on me

When you look at me you see everything but me

But what is it that you see when looking at me

You see my father….

A drinker, cheater, a coward and a liar

What is it that you see when looking at me

You see my Mother…

My real father, with a head full of stress she gives a shoulder shrug an asks why bother

But still.. What is it that you see when looking at me

Do you see my older Brother..

A young father, a felon, a man walking because of a miracle and a man still alive because of so many blessings

But yet again I ask.. What do you see when looking at me

Can you see my grandmother

A lady wise beyond her years, a lady so susceptible to tears, the first person to scold you but also the first to give you cheers

But tell me what exactly it is that you see when looking at me

Maybe a young man made by his eyes who you think has a heart of stone since you’ve never seen him express hurt or you never seen him cry

But what you see doesn’t matter because all that matters is the things that I see when I’m looking at me.

I see a scared little boy torn between homes

I see a boy that’s always surrounded but always feels alone

I see a young man whose words can cause a riot

But in a room full of noise he somehow seems to speak but stay quiet

I’m nothing more than a common man, small but looking towards the stars

I scored 60 points in a basketball game but nobody even cared because I got a “c” on my report card

Life aint my favorite game but I’m still going to play

I’m light overshadowed by darkness looking forward to a brighter day

About Me

When the wind blows on a hot afternoon and you take that deep inhale and cherish it like your last breath before you let it out

Waking up and not knowing where you want to go or what you want to do

The smile that comes to your face when you see kids play and you remember when you used to do that

When being tongue-tied wasn't an obstacle

When the hardest decisions you had to make was what cereal to eat or what cartoons to watch

Love wasn't a game

Trust wasn't a option

Opinions didn't matter

Those days when going outside to play was way more important than the myspace, the facebook, and the tweeting of the little tweeties

The days didn't seem long enough because fun stole sunlight

The stars were fascinating

Relationships with parents weren't as transparent

When the streetlight came on expecting a call from my mother

Having fun on rainy days with my sisters and my brothers

When times were simple

When I didn't have to worry about bitches and pimples

When the clothes you wore didn't matter

When speaking freely didn't get you killed

When being an individual really mattered

When pants were baggy and white tee's were long

When money over bitches, and fuck the police weren't in my favorite songs

When rappers were poets and dancers were artist

When cheesy jokes were cool and we said yo mama instead of that's gay or retarded

When parents came with marriage and you in the carriage

When a family portrait is something you must have to love and cherish

When there were dreams of going to the moon or going to Paris

When life meant more than paychecks and good clothes

The days before music videos turned into pornos

When wolves weren't around to live in sheep's clothes

Those days before we idolized pimps for all their money and hoes

I'm still for the music and the bouncing of a ball

I'll sing when I feel like it and I can dance til I fall

I will talk on the phone til I lose service and it drops the call

But the old days are what I'm about

What about y'all

Me

Lovely dream

I woke up to a feeling that I really can’t explain

You were the first and last thought in my brain

My heart beats fast from the thought of you or the mention of your name

I can truly say I've never felt like this before

I'm sprung I'm drunk off your love I know we all heard these things before

But it's just something about you

Something wonderful that makes me want to know more

Days I don't see you aren't days I don't think about you

Most of the time you're the thought on my mind the way you walk the way you smile your inner beauty and your style

You keep me guessing and you keep me on my toes

You've driven me away from the hood rats the chicken heads and hoes

You gave me a standard that none can be accepted to if they're below

When my heart was all alone you gave it somewhere to go

You've done more for my life than you could possibly know

And it may... Sound a bit cliché... But babe I gotta say... You paved the way

For me to start loving like I never loved before

Every artist has its muse and I know that you're mine

And it wouldn't be fair if I was to compare my angel down here to any angel up there

Because y'all pretty much the same when it comes to love

No strings attached, no conditions or term

Your feelings are the same everyday they never change even on our worst days

Often in my life I've lost the ones I love and somehow you're still around so I must be getting some help from above

So as I lay here and dream and at every turn I see your face I know in my heart that by my side is your place

Squanto and John Smith

Walking through a meadow where no one is around

You look to the left, to the right, you look up, you look down

The fresh air, The cool breeze

The green grass, the fresh leaves

The sound of a flower blooming

The strong branches, the sturdy trunks

The wood peckers, the chipmunks

The sunshine and dark clouds are never glooming

A path set by foot prints

A dream revealed during the day

The smile on my face

I pass the river where beavers build dams

I past the pasture where the wild horses roam

I pause

I see far beyond the trees where beauty no longer exist

The place that has conformed

The place that has been taken over by what we know as civilization

Mother Nature's sweet and precious gifts have been dismantled

Where has it all gone

The trees cut down

The sky filled with smog

The soil turned too many times to savor and cultivate

There is no line between beauty and destruction

No line between what was and what is

To the people who live simply and free

their trust had been betrayed, their space invaded, and land taken

But in an instant it didn’t take much to awaken the freedom of the protector

A great man of old age escorted by a representative of young

Both came, one with a bible, one with a gun

Both filled with wisdom, both sharp with the tongue

To talk about the problems of all this destruction

One turns to the other to see who will handle the affair

With their left hand on the bible and gun in the air

One shot was fired, and one verse was said to give them a scare

The way in which all the matters were addresses

Compromise was fought for, and relief of stress

Eventually coming to blows each side fought for what was right

By the end of the night..

Mountains crumbled, the Earth rumbled, No one fell but everyone stumbled

The sunset but what happened next...

The land was destroyed

No more beauty throughout the nation

If you were in these shoes whose side would you be takin..

So no more birds, trees, fresh air or green grass

What's left is a bottomless pit where no life can last

The story starts great always ending with a lesson

Before you make a move for altercations count your blessings

Cuz the stressing is unnecessary

The commotion isnt needed

But when blows come to blows

plants will grow from the old crops that you seeded.