The Yamz

Always in a rush but I stopped for you Living in a rut cuz my mind confused Stuck in my emotions ain’t got time to be all the signs say you were designed for me Will I get you back only time will tell Before I find love I gotta find myself

Unread

What happens to dreams unseen? Do they transfer to our roughs drafts? Perish away to our archives? Hide in our trash bins? -Seemingly destined for deletion- Or do they sit in our notifications like unopened email Waiting patiently for our attention

Pre Judged

You look like the girl To make guys fall in love with you Yeah you the type a girl They wanna ball in the club with you You look like the girl That want it all no limits Ya Money tall no gimmicks So you ain’t worried about a image Yeah you the type ofContinue reading “Pre Judged”

Projections

Through experience and observation, I’ve come to realize that  no other person will ever be made in our image except ourselves. So that if there is a such thing as a ” soul mate” – or whatever phrase is more appropriate today- he/she will also be made in an image of their own and thisContinue reading “Projections”

Supernova

When the universe speaks its time to listen Or you’ll end up a wonderer without a mission Signs are hidden in plane sight Like landminds, ready to ignite The call for greatness cannot be ignored Each journey offering a little bit more Where this road ends, we don’t yet know These lives we lead areContinue reading “Supernova”

Hollywood Slim

There once was a kid who had nowhere to go. He had a whole lot of mouth but nothing to show. So he went to streets and started walking around with heat. Hustled on other niggas corners so he was always in some beef. But shorty had potential that kept deeply buried, he was tiredContinue reading “Hollywood Slim”

Memoirs: Solar Energy

Who will love this man? A question I sometimes ask myself at night while alone listening to music and feeding to  my oral fixation with a cigar I purchased from an Asian restaurant. Deep thoughts circle in my mind. Some so dark that I immediately pray they never escape my mind. Others so enlightening thatContinue reading “Memoirs: Solar Energy”

Sunrise’s At The Pier: Euphoric 

As I stood in the doorway, eyes piercing through the dark of the night, obsessing over satins unique ability to caress every curve and angle of her frame. I received an impulse to approach my prey. So smitten I don’t recall how I traveled the distance. Maybe I glided, maybe my wings flew me towardsContinue reading “Sunrise’s At The Pier: Euphoric “

Memoirs: Reciprocity 

I often read sayings/statements which discuss how ” there is always someone in the world willing to kiss/worship the ground we walk on” and I believe this is true; but I also believe that the people we meet in this life are a reflection of where we are in our human development. If this isContinue reading “Memoirs: Reciprocity “