I thought you were a honey bee and I
Wanted to be wherever the honey be cause
Honey is sweet but its good for you too...

As were you.

Well, that's what I thought but
I believed and was deceived by the buzz...
You made me buzz.
Chemistry so kinetic that it resonated through me like vibrations
You buzzed and I came.
Addicted to your hypnotic sound
I clung to you.
Cause you were sweet like honey and just as sticky
I was stuck and
Couldn't let go without your residue being left on my fingers...
Honey Bee
Using me like a hive
Filling me with nectar and storing your secrets in me
Making me feel like home...
Your praise made me bloom like honeysuckle and I
Left pollen on everything I touched
Telling the world of your sweetness...
Honey bee
Treating me like a queen bee...
But that was then and now
You just sting

I can taste the memories of us.
I savor the ones that are sweet and
Spit out the sour ones and
That is what you get.
Words from me that are hard for you to swallow cause
They no longer taste good...
But they're real
And now you're bitter.
The honey that used to drip from your lips is gone
I realized that honey was really aspartame
Way too sweet to be real and you left behind an unpleasant aftertaste

Now when you speak you spout vinegar.
My mind puckers up at the sound of your voice
Everyone knows that honey is the way to keep fly girls like me but
You can't possibly be the bee you used to be so...
Honey bee gone.
You stung me and it hurt but

I didn't bleed
 
 
So this is what we've been reduced to.

No talking

No smiling

No fucking

No reconciling

I remember when we used to talk all the time
Your words my sustenance
The way you manipulated vowels and consonants made no sense
Your tongue wrapped around each letter and I would follow suit
I wrapped around you
And we talked.
For hours on end
The time that existed between conversations was irrelevant
All that mattered was your words
My words
Our words
Our world...
Came crashing down
And this is what we've been reduced to

No talking

No smiling

No fucking

No reconciling

I remember when we used to smile all the time
As constant as the rising and setting of the sun
Grins spread across our faces like jam on toast
Making life sweet
Your smile, illuminating, has a domino effect
Causing my mouth to follow suit and smile
But now teeth remain imprisoned behind cold lips
This is what we've been reduced to

No talking

No smiling

No fucking

No reconciling

I remember when we used to fuck all the time
Couldn't keep our hands.lips.mouths.bodies off each other
I mean to the point where our skin touched so much that our
complexions mixed and we became the same color
But bodies in heat are no longer intertwined between sheets It's like
the fire that used to provide warmth just burns now
And this is what we've been reduced to

No talking

No smiling

No fucking

No reconciling

I remember when we used to talk and make up
Smile and make up
Fuck up and make up
But now apologies are few and far between
Neither of us want to admit we're wrong
And neither of us want to admit that something ain't right so...

This is what we've been reduced to.
 
 

I can't stop thinking about her I

See her in my dreams and

Lately every night she's been

Waking me out of my sleep

Begging baby please

Just one kiss, just one touch

But I know it's a trap cause

One is never enough

But I fall into the trap anyway

The two of us imprisoned in sheets

Every time our souls meet

Potential turns into kinetic energy

And we battle each other

Cause we just have to compete

But I never win so

I've gotten used to defeat

And we argue like we can't stand each other

Two forces opposing

But she never stays mad for long cause

I am the one she's chosen

And sometimes I neglect her

Cause I don't want her to see

My jealousy...insecurity

Vulnerability

But somehow she sees it anyway

Even though I wear my defenses like clothes

She has X ray vision so

To her I'm aways exposed

And if I don't drop my guard

She'll tear that shit down

She said “Get used to being completely naked

Whenever I'm around”

She wants me to be a nudist so

Eventually I give in

We make love then make war then

Do it all over again

And her love is perfect

There's no reason for me to cheat

Cause no one does me like she does

Always leaving me with soaked sheets

Always leaving me satisfied

While simultaneously wanting more

And she willingly grants my wishes

Always having something new in store

Willing to try new positions

If that's what I ask her for

And regardless of my intentions

She never walks out that door

Sometimes I use her. And she knows it

But she still sticks around

Don't deserve her. So I serve her

And I worship her ground

And she damn sure ain't perfect

But she's just right for me

She's my first true love

And her name is Poetry.







 

I Refuse

03/24/2009

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I refuse to let your bad attitude ruin my good one.
I refuse to be poisoned by your negativity.
I refuse to let you rain on my parade.
I refuse to be miserable just because you are.

I refuse to let your insecurities cause me to doubt myself.
I refuse to be to allow you to make me feel guilty.
I refuse to let you shoot down my self esteem.
I refuse to become a part of your mediocrity

I refuse to be apart of drama.
I refuse to give advice where it's truly not wanted.
I refuse to tolerate bullshit.
I refuse to be willingly manipulated.

I refuse to be treated as if I am inferior.
I refuse to be talked to any kind of way.
I refuse to be unhappy for the sake of your happiness.
I refuse to let you hurt me.

I refuse to be materialistic.
I refuse to conform to your idea of beauty.
I refuse to pretend to be something I'm not.
I refuse to be quiet because my words make you uncomfortable.

I refuse to give up.
I refuse to stand still and watch the world pass me by.
I refuse to be a part of something I don't believe in.

I refuse to compromise myself.

 

Falling

03/13/2009

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I can tell that I’m falling but I can't catch myself

I can tell I’m falling but I can't catch myself

And there's no landing pad, no parachute

No cushions, no pillows, so what do I do

 

Because I can tell I’m falling but I can't catch myself

I can tell I’m falling but I can't catch myself

And there's no 50 50, can't call a friend on the phone

I’m terrified of heights, don't want anymore broken bones

 

And I can feel myself falling but I can't catch myself

My heart rate increases and I’m losing my breath

And I’m way up high so I don't hear a sound

But I don't know what'll happen once I hit the ground

 

I can feel myself falling but I can't catch myself

And no one's noticing my cries for help

I’m rapidly descending but no one can tell

That I need some support cause I’m clumsy as hell

 

I tripped and I’m falling but I can't catch myself

I can feel myself falling but I can't catch myself

And I'm not wearing a helmet, no knee pads on

All of my protection is gone

 

I can tell that I’m falling but I can't catch myself

I can feel myself falling but I can't catch myself

And there's no landing pad, no parachute

No cushions, no pillows, so what do I do

 

I guess I'll have to depend on you.

 

Cipher

03/04/2009

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I want your arms around me like a cipher

Holding me tight like a boa constrictor

Squeezing my heart so that it'll pump blood

Spueezing the life out of me

(And I allow you to, willingly)

So that life force can be transferred into you

And renewed

And given back to me, refreshed

Call it emotional dialysis

This circle we make

The cipher we create

Like back in the day

Feeding off of each other

I spit my lines

You match my rhymes

Our hearts beat[box]

My revolutionary B-boy

Break dancing all over oppression

We dance toward progression

But since history repeats

We tell others to watch our feet

And we dance in circles

This circle we create

The cipher we make

Is endless

(Or should I say, Infinite)

Connected with all others

Consequently connected with each other

360 degrees

And with your arms around me

Our cipher is complete



 

Words

01/28/2009

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They are mirrors

Reflecting parts of me

My intricacy, my complexity

My simplicity

And they come together to form

The image that you see

They are released

To rain all over me

I spit them at you

Hoping the venom poisons your core

I inject them into your veins

Addicted, you come back for more

I give them to you

And leave them for your consideration

I dress them for you

Adorned and swathed with decoration

I fatten them up for you

So that you will be satisfied

Or I simplify them for you

Hoping their meaning will still be derived

And you stare at them

In the many ways I put them on display

Then you look at me, part your lips

As the letters on your tongue say

"These things are beautiful

Unlike any I've ever seen

It's like you reached inside my head

And narrated my dreams"

You marvel at my words

I marvel at you

I hope that my words

Have not been misconstrued

You see excitement

In what for me, is mundane

And you see beauty

Where I only see pain

So I repeat these things. re release these things

To make sure we both heard

And we did. It's just that we have different perceptions

When it comes to my words.

 

 
 

Do you like the way I look

When I'm naked, exposed

Or do you prefer

That I remain clothed

 
When you come around

Must I hide my flaws?

Put on makeup

To cover my scars

 
Is it only the physical

That holds your attention

When I stand before you, naked

What are your intentions?

 
So as I get undressed

I face you so you can see

Every single flaw

And insecurity

 
In society's eyes

I am everything wrong

My hair is too nappy

My features are too strong

 
I weigh too much

My skin is too dark

Plus it's not perfect

I have way too many marks

 
Too short to be tall

Too tall to be short

I'm not very athletic

(I suck at sports)

 
My butt is too big

My breasts aren't big enough

Too much of a tomboy

My voice is too rough

 
I have cellulite

Keloids too

But what do you see

From your point of view?

 
Do you like the way I look

When I'm naked, exposed

Or do you prefer

That I remain clothed

 
When you come around

Must I hide my flaws

Put on makeup

To cover my scars

 
Is it only the physical

That holds your attention

When I stand before you, naked

What are your intentions?

 
So as I get undressed

I face you so you can see

Every single flaw

And insecurity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

I throw hints.

When you enter a room

I stare

But when your eyes meet mine…

I glance away

And when we walk past each other

I bump into you

Like we got beef or something

But I don’t have a problem with you…

(Well actually, I do. My problem is that you’re not catching all these got damn hints I’m throwing at you!)

When I’m near you

I lightly touch your shoulder

I lean in close to you

And I laugh at every last one of your stupid jokes

(And I must admit, they’re not always funny)

I throw hints.

I become acquainted with all of your friends

I make sure I remember their names

I ask about their well-being

(I’m even nice to the bitchy one who can’t stand me because she secretly likes you)

I throw hints.

I wear that shirt that makes me look fat

Just because it’s your favorite color

I watch all those old ass movies you like

And I pretend to enjoy them

I watch baseball with you

Which is almost the most boring sport on the planet

Right after golf

Which I also watch with you.

I throw hints.

(And speaking of sports, I thought you said you were athletic. I think you lied. Cause you sure ain’t catching all these got damn hints I’m throwing at you!)

Anyway…

I throw hints.

And not to toot my own horn but um…my aim is pretty good.

Maybe you need a new catcher’s mitt.

Maybe I should try throwing underhand

Maybe you should catch with both hands instead of one.

Maybe I shouldn’t throw from so far away.

Or maybe…

Maybe you don’t have your hands out at all…

Maybe you just don’t want to catch

My

Hin

 

    Nfinite Dream

    I wish I could be a professional loverwriter. That's what I'm good at. Loving and writing about it.