My Steelo:
Architecture, music, movies, working out, basketball, baseball, football, trucks, comedy, black and milds, Hennessy,Exotic Women, long hair, short hair, thin frame , thick frame, tall, short, dark, light....Sweet Ice Tea, Tang, Kool Aid, Chinese food, West Indian food,Brazilian food,drawing, reading car and truck magazines, electronics, myspace, traveling, listening, taking classes, people, minuture golf, spades, poker, pool, Maxim magazine, Vibe, Philosophy, History, Physics, Mythology, Carribean Islands, Big beds, Nike flip flops,warm skullys in the winter,Christmas, Halloween, and Jamaican Beef Patties.
Quote of the moment:
"...Every passing moment
is a another chance to turn it all around..."
--Penelope Cruz (Vanilla Sky)
Rainbow of the Earths' most Beautiful:
Whats Really Good?...These are the people I would love to meet...purely for superficial reasons of course:aishwaryarai,Chantelle,Anchal,Elle,Stacey Dash,Eva Longaria,Lisa Bonet,Nicole Arie Parker,Robin Givens,Kelly Hu,Nik,Thandie Newton,Devon Aoki,Michelle Rodriguez,Rosalyn Sanchez,Naima, Tyra, Eva, Jessica Alba, Monica Bellucci, Foxy Brown, Halle Berry,Rosario Dawson,Erykah Badu, N'bushe Wright,Salma Hayek, Penelope Cruz,Lucy Lui, Ciara, Adriana Lima, Jessica Biel,Mya and Sundy Carter.
Intension Without Comprehension
I had to reevaluate myself,
not every woman deserve to have my wealth,
I have grown up under the belt of ignorance that
forever endangered my health
I thought it was ok to have sex freely, But not many
deserve me,
I had to revaluate that quickly.
In Gods eyes, I seemed to be demonized,
telling myself lies
that it was acceptable
when all along it should be regrettable
my intension was without comprehension
I had an educated lesson, for I received the blessing,
In order to achieve,
I must not let myself get deceived
if one love got to leave, open the door and escort her please.
My spirit should speak louder then my physical
my immortal should not be viewed in todays portal
but look far beyond the lovely creature singing the song
for one night will be gone then tomorrow possibly the dawn?
So much energy in faithless love I became tired,
almost forgetting who I was
My skin began to rub off, what was hard in me began to
become soft
Spiritually I became lost, what a I high price,
because my soul could have been the cost
All because my intension without comprehension.
Written by Dwayne A. Hunt
Beyond Appearance
Yes, I adore your eyes
Not only for their unique shade of brown
But also for the way they see the world clearly
Even on the cloudiest of days
Yes, I adore your lips
Not only for their kissable qualities
But also for the syllables that flow from them
Never uttering an unpleasant sound
Yes, I adore your nose
Not only for the cute way it flares when you laugh
But also for the deep breathes taken in
As we meditate on the meaning of life
Yes, I adore your ears
Not only for their elegance when properly adorned
But also for being attentively attuned
Hearing and listening with an open heart
Yes, I adore your hips
Not only for holding and caressing at night
But also for bearing the Divine burden
Of producing an carrying the next generation
Written by Monte
Friends for Life
friend A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts. A person whom one knows; an acquaintance. A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.
One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement.
loy•al (loi l) Unwavering in devotion to friend. Faithful to a person, ideal, custom, cause, or duty. Of, relating to, or marked by loyalty.
"...When people show you who they are in the very beginning, believe them..."krc.flg
Music that I can feel:
Styles P, John Coltrane, Erykah Badu, Sinatra, Dave Hollister, Sheek Louch, Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes,Otis Redding, Robert Nester Marley,The Chi Lites, D-Block, Roberta Flack, Louis Armstrong, Tito and Tarantula,Thelonious Monk, Beanie Siegel, Keyshia Cole, Michael Buble, Issac Hayes, Dwele, John Legend, Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek,Miles Davis, Buju Banton, Beres Hammond, Peter Tosh, Cocoa Tea, Billie Holiday, Donny Hathaway, Ludacris,Carl Thomas.
Lil' Black Johnson :
"Ms. Eye Candy…"
Look at you Ms. Lady body carries a mean definition
Sculpted by the heavens,
perfection every inch of it
Eyes tell a story of an intimate seduction
Lips grasping my attention losing focus…
Thoughts interrupted by images
of me being the Mac gloss up on it.
Face should be on a runway or grazing magazine pages
Walk is hypnotic;
turning heads when you enter places
With a look that's exotic could be displayed across the world on stage
There are a few words you hear on an everyday basis like
Damn baby,
Excuse me there but, can I get a minute miss lady
Bodies sweet,
makes me want to take you on trips to places where it's hot and sandy
So, So, Sweet
I had to nickname you Miss EyeCandy…
Written by StarChild
Movies that Rock:
Comedy, Action, Drama, Suspense, Horror
Zoolander, Menace II Society, Requiem for a Dream, Kill Bill I & II, Belly, Scarface,Usual Suspects, Resevoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction, Sin City, House Party, Love Jones,Coming to America, Half Baked, Office Space, City of God, thats enough for now.
TV shows that Rock:
Chappelle Show,Seinfeld,Pimp My Ride,Steve Harvey,Family Guy,The Simpsons,Futurama,Adult Swim,Americas Next Top Model,CSI,Comedy Central,Real World,Elimidate, 5th Wheel, Blind Date etc.
A Poem for Dreamers
You lean into my eyes and you see rivers,
Old rivers that stagnate in the past.
Their fingers touch floors of this world
And wrap around the Blackness of my skin.
Muddy, long, wet rivers
Like my 'peoples' path
And they flow everywhere.
In the deep brown scars in my eyes
You see how things used to be ...
Pyramids
And chains
And master mentality arrangements ...
Rigged hard like hot cotton fields
And you hope they never change
You see what you were told to see,
But, I only wanted you to see me.
Now I talk to rivers
And the rivers talk back to me.
They linger like dreams
And spread their life to everywhere
Like my 'peoples'.
Even on the shores of a defeatist society ...
Now I walk in deserts.
Deserts of broken hopes and dreams
They seem to be everywhere ...
Black and White and blue ... - Yellow too
Now I see deserts of my people
But, I'm left wondering if ...
They truly see themselves?
As these old rivers, and truth, dry up to dust ....
So many rivers have flowed through us
In bright and lustrous hearts.
Poets remind us of what we can still be,
Maya, Langston,
Malcolm X, and Martin too ...
And many new Poets flew ...
No, not like raisins dying in the sun
No, not like servants and lesser things
No, not like inferiors and a doomed beings ...
But, like Captains and Presidents
Soon we'll be Saints and Saviors too ...
And all American heroes for you ...
Dreamers and cloud walkers
My 'peoples', my hopes
-- All walked inside the dream
They made dreams reality;
In the highlands and the low lands
The rivers flowed ...
In dark darkness and smooth light
Like my 'peoples'
Each one of them, will love you too ...
And someday, the rivers
Like my 'peoples'
Shall flow again
Great the vision and dreams
Wise the rivers flow ...
Written by ShyPoet1
The Victim
He can feel it leave him
slipping through his bloodied fingers
like a fist full of water
it oozes out in slow crimson
eyes wide and frozen
mouth twitched and hung open in gaping agony
choking, searching for a scream
only to find it replaced with a warm,
thick liquid-gurgle
terror strickened he becomes
as his body painfully betrays him in rigid snapping spasms
his vision blurs as numbing fire-needles dart up his spine
to the base of the skull
one by one
life functions flicker like dying church candles
making it more and more difficult
to exist
the moments seem to slow down,
almost stopping to watch
him
struggle to be
his heart sprints,
fighting to accommodate
stalling,
growing weary from overload
lungs flood with warm thickness
mind swells with panic
each breath
shallow and effortful
more cherished
than the one before
while blood bubbles its way to the surface
chasing up the back of his throat,
gushing warmly over the tongue,
dripping through the teeth
before splattering clean on linoleum tiles like new art work
He is in shock
face fixed in blatent disbelief
shocked
eye to eye with his murderer
as he slowly slumps down
down,
down,
falling to his knees
desparatly gripping the hemn of her skirt
with his bloodied palm,
the other hand clutching the kitchen knife in his chest
sorry
as weak eyes roll to the back of his skull
in darkness
And then it ends
Alone
whimpering and frantic
She stands there
over his now empty shell
frozen in tears
that sting the cuts under her swollen dark eyes
her mouth flushed with the metallic taste of blood
her blood
nursing her broken arm
wanting to scream but the fracture in her jaw prevents it
battered and bruised
broken and shattered
in mind and body
she stands there
A survivor
with his crimson life-liquid on her now trembling hands
She warned him not to beat on her again
She warned him.
Written by L. E. Colston II
Love, lust and truth...
love A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness. A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance. Often used as a term of endearment. An expression of one's affection.
lust Intense or unrestrained sexual craving. An overwhelming desire or craving. Intense eagerness or enthusiasm.
Sinful longing; the inward sin which leads to the falling away from God. Lust, the origin of sin, has its place in the heart, not of necessity, but because it is the centre of all moral forces and impulses and of spiritual activity.
truthConformity to fact or actuality. A statement proven to be or accepted as true. Sincerity; integrity. Fidelity to an original or standard.Reality; actuality
Synonyms: truth, veracity, verity, and verisimilitude
these nouns refer to the quality of being in accord with fact or reality. Truth is a comprehensive term that in all of its nuances implies accuracy and honesty: “We seek the truth, and will endure the consequences†(Charles Seymour).