Im back |
Yeah, it's been a long time since I've done this. It only feels right to pick it back up. For those who may not know, music and poetry are large parts of me. They're...where I found my swagger, c...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 19:51:00 GMT |
A walk in my shoes ( a bit personal ) |
What's good, I'm not to sure how many read this, but this one's most definitely alot more personal...Prom night right, dressed a little fly throat feeling a little tight. I'd forgone my formal prom fo...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 13:56:00 GMT |
Soul Through Pen |
Eyes of the Horizen My eyes glare as they gaze into the reflected horizen, the hues seem more clear from the view I see the eyes in. The sun keeps risen and the colors become deeper,...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 02:45:00 GMT |
Soul Through Pen |
The New WorldThe old world was written in blood and men, the new world written through pad and pen.We rise until we fly again, no end to the contract, we keep on gettin high till the world gets contac...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 01:51:00 GMT |
Soul Through Pen |
I'm the soul touchin,sold somthin,told nothin,no frontin,bone crushin,mind pushin,heart jumpin,who's lookin,heart tookin,mad cookin,son of souljas, who with time have grown wiserand older.So tha...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 12:08:00 GMT |
Soul Through Pen |
(What's left)When alcohol evaporates from the mouths who drink.When the eyes of the blind open and blink.When the obese no longer use food to fill themwhen crack pipes fall down and they pick up their...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 12:32:00 GMT |
Soul through Pen |
A chance for a futureEye's like unknown jewels, every move to defie the rules set in place, all of the sunset shown in the smile of her face. My weakness to unknown lows, sometimes shown in fights of ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 13:08:00 GMT |
The Knight |
The KnightThe maiden walked the streets watching the cars and the lights as she'd done on so many nights.The theives waited their minds full of sin, for the woman to come and the fun to begin.The thei...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 12:56:00 GMT |
Soul Through Pen |
( Untitled)Open the door, smiles, and then she starts comming in. Cool like the rain that day that we were running in.Friends, fronting them telling them everything, but the truth not knowing our eyes...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Jul 2006 23:07:00 GMT |
Soul throughPen |
FundelementalsWith the world's obsession with beauty and wealth, we must fight to remember the beauty in self. It's self evident, our biggest problems are irrelevant, I wonder if it'd be to late to ma...
Posted by on Tue, 30 May 2006 07:26:00 GMT |
