Tuesday, March 12, 2013

 
 
 
PAINTING PICTURES

I'm not always Picasso 
But some days I can lasso the wind
Call down the sparrow 
Cause thunder and lightening 
If I believe I can 
I can do it
My mind tries to lie sometime
But I know what the truth is
If you are clueless you can miss it
 If you don't you are a misfit

But pride is a bridge to a precipice 
Humility benefits character 
Not talking passivity 
Strength is what we're after
The darker the tunnel the brighter my light shines
Clutching to this heart of mine
My love is my savior 
And ambition keeps her from unseen behavior
Until she levitates and takes flight
I am not always Picasso  
But I'll paint you a picture in-spite...

Sunday, March 10, 2013

 GET OFF

Every time you lie to me
You die to me a little more
I  bend
And calmly  retrieve my hearts pieces
From the floor

Once you were my world 
now; just a dark corner
 I respected you 
Now; I scorn you
With all your drama

How did you fall so far from grace
When once you were a god to me ?
Now fed up with all your fallacies
How could you get caught with your hands burning
Yet still deny the fire?

You're not learning 
So you just keep at it 
while I watch you 
burn to ashes 

I don't know where you went 
And I don't know who this is 
perhaps while I was unaware
you snuck in your representative 

I  can only ascertain from  your actions 
You haven't an ounce of  remorse
When I find rest in love
Your decisions shame me
I try to work it out
But I  still can't change me

I despise your foul offering of half hearted commitment
I won't pretend I agree with your position
You can do better 
and I expect the best
Are you suggesting I dumb down
And come down to where you want me?

I disdain that I must disappoint 
But that's not what was taught to me
If you want me
Give your heart to me
Be a part of me 
Work with and not against me

Your empty promises leave me hallow and jaded
We would have made it if you were honest 
But true love requires letting go of your heart
To grab hold of mine
You kept yours in your palms fisted the whole time 

You weren't open to receive me
Or you wouldn't deceive me so often
Deception alienated the tender heart 
The roller coaster rolled on endlessly
I had to get off
Even though it was heart wrenching 
My soul was parched and needed tending 
So I freed myself from bondage
Then time healed all the damage 
Once I got off...

Friday, March 8, 2013


  PEKA

I opened my arms and held you
In the realm you originated 
When your spirit visited 
I was so inquisitive to know you
To smell your fragrance
And touch your soft skin 
You breathed me in
And I exhaled you
Now beautiful and free 
with brand new garments
The moment I saw you 
my heart fell softened
And I emptied my vessel
To see you grow
Then my heart was shattered 
as I watched you go...