Sy Bryant

Tag: Poem

  • One Day

    One day, there will be a day for me.
    This day, I won’t be subject to false totality.
    This day, time is created for my own selfish pleasures.
    This day, I will be so high no one can see.
    This day, surrounded by beautiful warm waters I will be.

    One day, there will be a day for me.
    This day, no one will ask me for a thing.
    This day, the world will be at my beckoning.
    This day, time will have no bound
    This day, I can only hear beautiful sound

    One day, there will be a day for me.
    This day, I could walk on beaches endlessly.
    This day, my appetite is quench
    This day, my mind is free
    This day, is just for me.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Give it to me

    Give it to me
    Sun rising through the clouds
    It feels so loud
    Hiding my eyes
    From this beautiful sunshine
    Don’t even know the time
    Deep breathing
    Crisp air is relieving
    It’s purity
    Fueling me

    Fueling me
    With all its energy
    Metaphorically transcendent
    Rising up the mountain high
    Objectively choosing steps
    Going for the highest high
    Blindly following faith
    Stand ready and braced
    Guiding me without a trace

    Guiding with without a trace
    Thanking god for his grace
    From this precious seed
    Did I survive, destined to survive
    Seeing so many fall
    It’s why I’m here standing tall
    In the prudence of hope
    On the last rope

    On the last rope
    Speak with conviction
    Winning wasn’t my intention
    Just the evidence of ascension
    Cannot remember every step
    Put every effort into every step
    Now I’m at the end of this
    Six feet under all of it

  • Letting Go

    So long a part of me,
    that now I find energy from misery.
    It’s a daily affirmation making and checking
    the gates and walls keeping that hidden pain hidden.
    Muscle memory is stronger,
    I can fight not much longer.
    People impressed at the rudimentary shit I do
    cause they don’t know I’m never letting go.

    Brick and mortar use to be torture
    as I modified techniques just to remain unique,
    so common enemies could walk right past
    without a thought of the hidden vulture.
    Death constantly looming,
    watching my moves
    wondering why I spent so many hours
    protecting mental heirlooms.
    Death didn’t know I’m never letting go.

    People keep mentioning this place that’s free.
    Speaking of earth
    like it’s really heaven if I could only see.
    Each day that triumph and disaster
    I see completely changing destinies.
    Wondering….
    where is their fortress,
    where is their shield
    how can they exist not knowing
    how to manage life’s unexpected tendencies.
    What would they be
    if they really knew that I’m never letting go.

    The past is the only teacher we have.
    There is an illusion that there is good and bad.
    The response to that which is gone is the changing fad.
    A culture of social dictatorship
    enforcing how you must feel
    and what you must do.
    But what if,
    the answer is just in you.
    Picking and choosing what to include and exclude
    not the solution,
    the mastery of managing the response is the revolution.
    Letting Go.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Will she stay

    Something about her voice, pure,
    her words are my cure
    Her style is right in my face, precise,
    no time for this pace
    I take my time, review every word,
    she has the vision to see the whole world
    Yet I know,
    Yet I feel,
    she needs more,
    than I am able deal.

    Will she stay,
    Will she be here,
    Will she remember how I feel,
    Cause it aint about love,
    but circumstance
    All that I hope is for a chance

    When she speaks, I smile,
    when she breaths, my mind wild
    Cant really describe the pleasure I feel,
    something unique,
    something so real
    Its like I known her all of my days,
    only been a week,
    my mind a daze.
    Yet I know,
    Yet I feel,
    what she needs I cannot fulfil.

    Will she stay,
    Will she be here,
    Will she remember how I feel,
    Cause it aint about love,
    but circumstance
    All that I hope is for a chance

    Heard her sigh, the 100th time,
    and I am the source, no lie
    My words don’t match my action,
    I’m being selfish, for self gratification
    That Queen upon Her Thrown,
    That Queen been holding down shit alone.
    Yet I know,
    Yet I feel,
    if I can’t contribute it’s a done deal.

    Will she stay,
    Will she be here,
    Will she remember how I feel,
    Cause it aint about love,
    but circumstance
    All that I hope is for a chance

    She said she’ll stay, but I wonder,
    cause her potential, like thunder
    What type of fool would I be,
    to build road blocks to keep her with me.
    At some point,
    just one day,
    she would wake up without me and won’t be lonely
    Yet I know,
    Yet I feel,
    our interconnection makes life so real.

    Will she stay,
    Will she be here,
    Will she remember how I feel,
    Cause it aint about love,
    but circumstance
    All that I hope is for a chance

     

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Confusion

    Confusion
    Stuck in this
    mass hysteria
    Cause now,
    for some reason,
    Can’t even hear ya
    So much going on
    So much confusion

    Stuck in this
    Meaningful feelings
    Surrounded by
    Meaningless words
    Crazy delusions
    Creating gaps
    More confusion

    Stuck in this
    Missing every minute
    Thought I was safe
    When I was up in it
    Life’s illusion
    Nothing but
    Greater confusion

  • Look into your eyes

    Into your eyesII (1)
    It’s like Im watching, intently seeing you
    Like we’ve been together for a long time
    Like you’ve had enough for a long time
    Now you making plans, that just involves you

    Suitcase out, clothes folded, nothing left
    Not even taking everything with you,
    Not even keeping the words I sent you
    My heart is aching like there’s been a theft

    You just got here, things were clear,
    Now I hear in your voice, there’s no choice
    Now I hear in your tone, you already gone
    And I don’t know what to do, just shed this tear

    Phones ring, no answer, text sent, no response
    Matter of a minute it’s a different real
    Matter of time, before I feel
    That anxiety, of you and me, planned out perfectly

    Our situation, didn’t realize, it’s about compromise
    Can you sense it, you by my side, it’s suppose to be,
    Can you understand, I was created to be your man.
    I know I can fix it, just let me look into your eyes.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Living Today

    Living Today
    Ever felt like everything you believed was a lie
    It’s like you realize now everything is real,
    But you were living in a fantasy, not reality.
    Now the reality that you see ain’t what you expected it to be.

    Ever thought what if I changed that one decision in my life.
    It’s like you associate your entire existence to one moment in time.
    But that time is long gone and so now all you try to do is hold on.

    Ever believed there is something better in this world.
    Something inspiring, something serene, something that makes this insane world livable.
    Something to wake up for. There just has to be more.

    Ever thought about the future. And realized everything in your future doesn’t exist in your present. Ever realize that you just created another fantasy instead of living today.

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  • Now What

    Now What

    Now What
    In the midst of it all,
    I realize everything about you
    is what I want most of all
    Knowing I will never have you
    breaks me and opens me
    up to empty places,
    same faces and the same ole
    lonely me

    Looking for ways to
    find and fill a void
    sends me back
    to everything I no longer need
    I really want and deserve so much more
    So in the meanwhile
    I’ll continue on
    doing me
    moving on
    Lost, empty, emotionally

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  • Master of my fate

    Use to have dreams, now they all gone.
    Now I got love and it’s all wrong.
    Trapped in this Labyrinth feeling
    mad as shit but I’m the master of my fate,
    So I gotta deal wit it.

    Here cleaning through history,
    Trying to figure out the mystery,
    I’m here, but not really,
    Put in time, Like a drop of a dime,
    Living in this dream, but it ain’t even mine.
    Looking around in a bleak daze,
    just staring at the ground wondering how I got in this maze.

    Use to have dreams, now they all gone.
    Now I got love and it’s all wrong.
    Trapped in this Labyrinth feeling
    mad as shit but I’m the master of my fate,
    So I gotta deal wit it.

    Had to take some breaks,
    Cause I’m overwhelmed,
    not cause of what I’m doing,
    but what I could be doing.
    Whatever happened to those dreams from the little me.
    Had big plans. Be a big mover and shaker.
    Now I’m just moving furniture after moving the salt shaker.

    Use to have dreams, now they all gone.
    Now I got love and it’s all wrong.
    Trapped in this Labyrinth feeling
    mad as shit but I’m the master of my fate,
    So I gotta deal wit it.

    Dear Future me, where are you now?
    Wish I could know what you up to.
    Wish I knew how that thing worked out,
    that business idea we use to rap about.
    Wish you could advise me on this current shit.
    Am I still here or did I dip? No matter what’s going on one today I’m a be you one day.

    Use to have dreams, now they all gone.
    Now I got love and it’s all wrong.
    Trapped in this Labyrinth feeling
    mad as shit but I’m the master of my fate,
    So I gotta deal wit it.

     

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  • Just being me

    Always hear promises of what life could be.
    Never ever seen it turn into reality.
    Lots of vain words.
    And repetitive rhetoric about a future that will never be.
    I’m good just being me.

    Every time I go around the sun.
    Someone eluding to what has just begun.
    I get the positivity, but it don’t mean shit without sincerity.
    So I just keep it moving, head on a swivel,
    cause my reality is I’m good just being me.

    Sitting here.
    Laying here.
    Staring here.
    Thinking here.
    Lying in a devastating reality of a fucked up fantasy.
    Youth ain’t even here to protect my ego.
    Just here with a frustrated libido.
    Just need more practice letting go.
    I’m good just being me.

    Self preservation and self interested commitments being made as cooly as sitting in the shade.
    It’s just an illusion to convince people that the resolution would benefit someone not just about getting paid. So I stay focused and I’m good just being me.

    Finding the peace called serenity.
    To be alone in a crowd of people.
    That peace of mind of being able to use every piece of time …. Just being me.

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  • Untouchable Reality

    Getting higher on some different shit
    it’s from all the difficult shit
    That fuck it shit
    It made me stronger than I am physically
    Leaping cross chasms cold and dingy
    It’s just that untouchable reality.

    When I found out what God created for me
    It no longer mattered that my daddy left me
    Everything gotta focus on the people around me
    Diligently savage, articulately ravage, violently
    I use it to power insatiability
    It’s just that untouchable reality.

    Sanity is Kryptonite on a lonely night
    It’s the pain I lavish every night
    Fuels the paramount of that full moon night
    Face gritted up, pondering strangers mentally
    Pockets empty miss that job I pimped easily
    It’s just that untouchable reality.

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  • Feeling The Thunder

    Feeling The Thunder

    Thunderous sky

    Echoing across skin

    Piercing into dreams

    The days reckoning

    Accelerating tomorrow’s prayers

    Bellowing sacred peace

    Lighted sky

    Clearing the night

    Deepening glances

    Mellowing earth

    Engulfing serenity

    Yearning soft soliloquy

    Pounding rain

    Hid every pain

    Tears refreshing

    Invoking joy desperately

    Anger building

    Love’s healing

    Gentle fog

    Covering the earth

    Hiding every footprint

    Hiding each mistake

    Every bit of energy

    Awakening forgiveness

  • Can I See

    You flowing so effortlessly
    Floating through my dreams
    Interacting so delicately
    Kissing gently
    Can I see

    We slowly walking intimately
    Telling me all your dreams
    Closer than close can be
    Anticipating the future
    Can I see

    You casually grinding passionately
    Loving that skin tenderly
    Hardened and ready
    Unzipping everything
    Can I see

    We aggressively intercoursing repeatedly
    Sharing positions I ain’t never seen
    Kissing into your energy
    Pleasing that inner being
    Can I see

     

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  • H.O.P.E.

    I still remember you from childhood days
    That constant feeling you gave on Xmas days
    Anxiety deafening every move that was made
    That hope, that constant hope you made.

    You are always there in the strangest way
    Regardless of how I feel, showed me the way
    When you’re not around I struggle to make sense
    Ambivalent traversing life like a 6th sense

    Closed my eyes and see you there with pride
    In the midst of the pain striving for that pride
    The future of this abyss leaves me yearning peace
    Transverse this void no short cut to this peace

    Yet, I’m still here, energy drained, still need more
    Striving again to see you once more
    I miss you, that newness, that hope
    That anticipation, and realization, I need that hope

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  • When you young

    When you young you think pretty is enough
    Pretty don’t mean that attitude ain’t fierce
    Pretty don’t mean she know how to care
    Pretty don’t mean trouble ain’t ahead
    Now that I old pretty ain’t shit.

    When you young you think cash is enough
    Cash don’t stop not one problem
    Cash get taxed and you got even less
    Cash slips easily with every breath you breathe
    Now that I old cash ain’t shit.

    When you young you think booty is enough
    Booty don’t mean she be there when it’s rough
    Booty only temporary until you bust
    Booty right there, but booty in control
    Now that I’m old booty ain’t shit.
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  • Ride

    Ride….. As far as possible.
    There is no time or speed quest.
    Just a feeling of emptiness.
    Striving to have a mind clear of any premeditated thought.
    Focused on spiritual oneness , aligning the mind to push the body past what it was taught.

    Ride…..Far away.
    Up a hill I know I cannot climb.
    Chasing down the speeders staying right on their line.
    Reaching eagerly for that point of exhaustion.
    Pushing relentlessly until there is nothing left but the will to say hold on.

    Ride…. Far into.
    Into that bliss of nothingness where no one exist.
    Just having hydrating liquids as my only salvation.
    Feeling that physical pain.
    Muscles tightening. All the while I get stronger and stronger.
    There is nothing close to the spiritual awakening than challenging yourself beyond your own beliefs.

    Ride …. Ride out of.
    Out of the limits of world.
    Into this community of individuals seeking the same euphoria of oneness with nothingness.

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  • All Night

    The sun is setting
    head sweating
    heart banging so loudly
    Manhood standing proudly…

    Thinking about it all night
    Knowing I’ll be here all night
    Until that sun come up again
    Bout to commit some sin tonight.

    Waiting patiently with anticipation
    Watching you walk in, sophistication
    Sitting here plotting and scheming
    Something so real it got me dreaming

    Thinking about it all night
    Knowing I’ll be here all night
    Until that sun come up again
    Bout to commit some sin tonight.

    Opening up about everything
    Past thoughts, evil deeds, everything
    Nose wide open, believing in this thing
    Nothing left but the sexing thing

    Thinking about it all night
    Knowing I’ll be here all night
    Until that sun come up again
    Bout to commit some sin tonight.

    Ready for you all night….
    We can walk, we can talk, we can tease, all night
    Ain’t nothing more important than you tonight
    This will be like a forever OMG tonight.

    All night.
    Need you all night.
    All night.
    Just me and you tonight.
    All night.
    I need to hold you tight.
    All night.
    Deep inside till the morning light.
    All night….tonight.
    All night… tomorrow night.
    All night… every night.

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  • Open

    Open,
    Smelling flowers I cannot see
    Believing in unfathomable things
    Achieving beyond my dreams

    Open,
    Fault’s unique abilities
    Failure’s new opportunities
    Fall’s strengthening necessity

    Open,
    Hugging tightly
    Bonding gently
    Loving blindly

     

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  • Omega Land

    At an early age, hoping for royal purple days
    Opening my eyes in the old gold sun,
    Praying to be bonded with the Sons of Thunder.

    The bond forged by a lighted thunderous night
    Young men rising intently focused on the light
    Striving against the darkest pit in pursuit of right.

    Fourscore and four years of patience held me still
    Enduring blazing sand with nothing but will
    Blood, sweat and tears the only skill

    Enlightened from heavens gracious touch
    Destined to prevail ill fated circumstances
    Longing the reward of Omega Land

     

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  • Feeling It

    No matter what, Love is Love
    And love don’t end.
    That foundation
    Created longstanding opportunity
    For a longstanding unity
    Feeling it.

    No matter what, ride or die
    And ride for life
    If hands start to fly or bullets are freed
    Count on me
    Feeling it.

    No matter what, we straight
    Arguments ain’t shit.
    Building an empire of leaders
    If need be everyone else will be bleeders
    It ain’t shit to us
    Feeling it.

     

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  • Remember When

    Created smiles when coming on the scene
    Overly confident in my own presence it seems
    Egotistical mind made me a king before my time
    Never imagined a day without love
    Remember When love was true love

    Distant touch just out of reach
    Accustomed to being the center of attention
    I was so spoiled from getting that attention
    Did I mention I thought I was the shit
    Remember when I was in the shit.

    Making bad mistakes. Lies on top of lies.
    As a young man always told to deny, deny, deny.
    Humility my enemy because it makes it reality
    I’m not all I thought I could be
    Remember when, it was simple, just you and me

     

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  • Instinctively

    Don’t need a deep explanation,
    Long winded stories don’t aid the cause,
    Don’t waste moments with endless metaphors on phone calls,
    Don’t say a thing,
    I know you…Instinctively

    Bonded, through an intangible past,
    Slowly exhale, eyes gently closing, just to let it last
    Subtly unfolding deep rooted history
    Don’t move a muscle,
    I feel you…Instinctively

    Thoughts racing through this day,
    Trying to mend my cape and be on my way,
    Yet I know, know sincerely, I cannot solve this mystery
    Please believe me, this too shall pass,
    I love you… instinctively

     

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  • Speak Life

    Speak Life
    Amen
    Start each day with an Amen
    No vain shit about my eyes open and I can breathe
    My life ain’t for me, its for the seeds to breathe

    Speak Life
    Energy
    Putting in that energy
    Solid work for every minute with the seed
    Opening their minds to the possibility of the seed

    Speak Life
    Patience
    Avoid even saying Patience
    No time to wait for everything to be perfectly aligned
    That focus is driven to succeed relentlessly aligned

    Speak Life
    Persevere
    Always persevere
    No need to stop when the destination so clear
    Hustling through adversity makes life clear

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  • Win baby WIN

    Shit on my mind, got me buzzed, but not fucked up
    All these past feelings from past decisions got me messed up
    No matter how close to the present I am
    The past won’t let me pass so here I am

    Swear to God, I can hear my heart beating in this crowded place
    Crazy shit is I’m surrounded by people and still in a lonely place
    Trying to manifest a new way from a simple thought
    All this education and opportunity was my escape or so I thought

    Watching the sunshine right in front of my eyes from a cloudy view
    Then I realize the sun is really shedding light on the shit for plain view
    And I’m contemplating and relating and motivating myself
    I can see the future through the past, I convince myself

    Tomorrow is tick tocking, just a few hours away
    All I’m doing is waiting, just wasting away
    Was this the grand plan, was this how I’m suppose to win
    Fuck this shit, need to break camp.. And win baby win.
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  • Days long gone

    Time gone.
    And every time the past comes to the present,
    I can feel the present being wasted again.
    That past is cemented in the deep caravans of the earths core.
    There is nothing that can be done with days long gone.

    Time alone.
    In the midst of time it stands alone.
    Unstoppable. Unforgiving.
    I just need a single moment to allow the past pain to heal.
    But you push me forward as if my pain is irrelevant.
    There is nothing that can be done with days long gone.

    Time free.
    Never once paid for you, but you are constantly in my life.
    Each day I become more indebted yet I never even asked for you.
    I need freedom. You’ve held me too long.
    There is nothing that can be done with days long gone.

    Time bound.
    I cannot find peace.
    You hold me so tightly I cannot see my next step.
    And I struggle to even believe.
    Why do you command my life so strongly.
    Why cannot I just be I.
    There is nothing that can be done with days long gone.

     

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  • Never knew

    Never Knew
    Sitting here thinking bout the past,
    I’m always surprised I was able to make last.
    It ain’t an anchor but a lot of lessons learned,
    now I’m just tryna heed my own words.

    Just never knew I’d end up here.
    Filled with all kinds of shit I don’t wanna hear.
    Thinking of the present future with the past right here.
    If only you knew,
    if only I could bare.

    Walking this street with the rain falling.
    Screaming out loud and it’s God I’m calling.
    I need to understand why I’m being punished.
    Who did I hurt?
    What did I do?
    Feeling like I’m finished.

    Just never knew I’d end up here.
    Filled with all kinds of shit I don’t wanna hear.
    Thinking of the present future with the past right here.
    If only you knew,
    if only I could bare.

    Think I’m scared to know the truth.
    What would be revealed if I knew the truth.
    Contemplating shit that ain’t real.
    Caught up in past decisions like it’s my final deal.
    What now am I suppose to do?

    Just never knew I’d end up here.
    Filled with all kinds of shit I don’t wanna hear.
    Thinking of the present future with the past right here.
    If only you knew,
    if only I could bare.

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  • Heartbeat

    Slowly beating, that subtle pound

    Constantly knocking that rhythmic sound

    Knocking, knocking even though no one answers

    Longing to be heard, yet never say a word.

     

    Between those beats.  there is a woman’s heart that completed that symphony.  Each beat collaborating.  Each beat reciprocated, ending that lonely heart’s suffering.

     

    Heart beat.  Heart beat for her.  Heart Beat. Heart beat for him.  Heart beat.  Heart beat together. rhythm flowing.  Constant pounding pushing blood specific places in expectation of inter-coursing.  Two heart beats, slowly becoming one.  Beating.  Beating. On love’s endless drum.

     

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  • M.O.R.E_

    There is more, much more… but I only see the preview. And I can never tell what this is about. Is this already the main scene, or am I suppose to make a conclusion based on these illusions. I need more.

    There is more, much more… but it feels like I’m picking cotton, getting ripped up for the smallest bit of softness. There are so many questions that I’m left in. I don’t know what to ask for. I need more.

    There is more, much more…but when I think about what it means to want more, makes me wonder why I have that feeling, why I prayed for this, and what will it mean in the grand scheme. I need more.

    There is more, much more… but I cannot even imagine that which I’m longing for. Like a psychotic episode truth be told, I’m losing my sanity just to find out what’s best for me. I need more.

     

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  • The Night

    The night is my worst enemy, with its shadows of mystery trying to get me.  The darkness knows all that I am, seeing me strong and weak, always in constant watch tempting me with that wicked energy.

    The night is the only way to the sun.  Yet hides the way for patience sake, nothing more could be done.  Waiting to wait.  Anticipating the suns rays, hoping light will show a new way away from this dark retreat.

    The night and me have nothing but contempt. We know each other’s moves, yet we never go further than distant associates.   A head nod is all that’s exchange, as night hints it’s time for you to get out the way.

    The night stills the world.  To rest.  To become new.  The night moves suns shadows and focus causing me to lose focus.  The night the tranquility of the unseen, nothing is visible in its serene.

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  • Tear

    Tear haven’t seen you in years, we agreed we are better apart. You claim to refresh my soul, but all I feel is the pain you start. You know me well I lost control again feel like I’m in a spell once again.

    This tear, filled with fear
    , sign of my pain
    , tears me up
    This tear, could it be in vain?

    Thought this was true. The true truth is more than I can pursue. Just cause I hit pause, may mean this feeling is lost. Lost in emotion out of control, seeing my whole life from a different soul. She knew me, before I spoke a word. All that’s left is this tear from my soul.

    This tear, filled with fear
    , sign of my pain
    , tears me up
    This tear, could it be in vain?

    Is it Sine or Cosine or some new flow , the frequency is hard to control. Where is this going? What will we do? if this was a different week, would I pursue? Is this the future or a hidden fantasy? Why do these tears always blind me?

    This tear, filled with fear
    , sign of my pain
    , tears me up
    This tear, could it be in vain?

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  • Don’t Push me away

    Arguments aint nothing new, just strange between me and you

    To disagree given our energy feel like my life is so empty.

    Ain’t nothing changed, you still right here,

    Just don’t want this to grow between us.

     

    Don’t push me away

    I’m staying right here

    Don’t push me away

    I ain’t going nowhere

    I’m Here to stay

     

    Just because I am not there don’t mean I’m not there

    Physical don’t mean shit if the mental ain’t there

    We running through time, wondering if there is a stop

    But we gotta run together, together, together, just can’t stop

     

    Don’t push me away

    I’m staying right here

    Don’t push me away

    I ain’t going nowhere

    I’m Here to stay

     

    You keep saying I aint here, like you don’t want me to be here

    Im confused, not knowing if you going, if you staying,

    Thinking bout things yet to be, distracting us from being today.

    Here we are once again not agreeing, don’t run don’t leave lets just be.

     

    Don’t push me away

    I’m staying right here

    Don’t push me away

    I ain’t going nowhere

    I’m Here to stay

     

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  • Anything I want

     

    Tongues are slick.   They can tell the truth or start on that bullshit.  Letting shit slip, being’s outward inner voice.  But the choice and placement of a word  can make a whole world heard.   Now you in the shit  cause that tongue promised me anything I want.

    Eyes are mirrors.  Only showing a limited view of shit you already seen.  Then comes this unknown thang inspiring to my ears, writing my words I’m struggling to hear.  I need to see that thing that got my head fucked up.  Now you know you gotta give it up cause I can have anything I want.

    Ears are cruel.  Selectively receiving things that selfishly make everything cool.   You know the shit you say ain’t right. Like that shit you said the other night.  Teasing me with soliloquies acting like you right up the street.   But if you was about that shit.  Bout that life.  You would be here RIGHT now giving me anything I want.

    Skin is the tool.   Making my mind understand what my heart does feel. The swing of emotion, swaying away from devotion.  Yet every morning and every night them fingers still be texting.  But it’s like you afraid of this shit right here, and I can’t understand what’s real. Cause you PROMISED me anything I want.

     

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  • the night

    Slowly sounds are silenced

    The birds song ends

    Motors sound further away

    Gently blown leaves rustle

    The darkness subdues the night

    Stars mapping the sky

    How does my star shine

    Contemplating the ending day

    Sighing regrets

    Thoughts consume the night

    The thinnest line of a new day

    Energy piercing the sky

    The bird song begins

    Sound replenishes the sky

    Goodbye to the night

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