Sunday, November 2, 2014

"Pre Love/1st Like"

9/24/14

•5:43(pm)

(1) It's not difficult to describe this,/
that I follow like a cult and I'm a hopeless romantic. (2) In my mind I'm froze on a chick./ Like I don't know why my cycle is this. (3) A girl is nice, she's wifie type like only lady to exist./ Say more than hi, even replies, could she be my rib?/ (4) Thoughts are accelerating like Spongebob & kids./ I gotta catch myself from mess making, so I need a bib./

(5) Not just for my lips, but more for my heart./ Do I love her or like her? Can't tell feelings apart./ (6) Sometimes I wish I had a lack of heart like Tony Stark./ Or temporarily freeze it until I depart or share heart./

(7) Wondering if worrying is the major problem./ Jumping & fantasizing without realizing caution./ (8) Yet I'm not asking or talking, Is it that I'm in lust like David's kid./ Wanting & pleading her to please take notice./ (9) Once they do even if It's as a friend, I pour out devotion./ I'm starting the car, got it running, but she's not getting in./ (10) Here I go telling myself & God she's the one./ I need to realize that a crush is just a crush & pre love ain't love./

Friday, August 15, 2014

"I don't want to be alone"

8/14/14   10:11pm

(1) What is this feeling like I have no gut./
like I'm an electric acoustic that's unplugged./
(2) What soothes this, maybe ice cream in a coffee mug./ Maybe an anti-depresent to have me wanting more hugs./ (3) No one around to listen as my sighs volume up./ The darkness gets explicit as the seconds pass me up./

(4) Deep down in my gut why do I feel hungry./ Also a lack of love like I've been shot and I'm bleeding./ (5) Not by buckets of blood, but emotionally & spiritually./ It's hard waking up in the am when in dreams I taste defeat. (6) I'm afflicted in the mud and tongue is on pig's feet./ Wishing I can wake up when I think I'm still sleep./

(7) Not to say this poem is deep, but I feel like that. Not just in ways that I think, it's much more than that./ (8) Like I'm in a hole bottom of the sea, losing air, needing oxygen mask./ Painted like I'm about to be on Dream St. playing Sega Dreamcast./ (8) If you understood what was wrong with me, then pat my back./ Understand that I need family even if they cause me to be sad./

(10) It does seem like I'm prone try to sit and mope./ This is the honest truth tho, that I don't want to be alone./

Thursday, May 1, 2014

"Our Clique"

4/21/14  10:47(am)

[1] Look, man It's hard to break us up./
We've been a crew so long & we like being stuck./ [2] This club is exclusive; we mainly keep the door shut./ The only way you getting in is if you act like us./ [3] We're very selective, but you may make the cut./ If you're accepted you're not to interact with anyone. [4] If someone tries to engage you, ignore them to shut them up./ If that doesn't work keep smiling & nodding until they're done./ [5]You are to only chill with us. We're you're only family./ Keep in mind that we found you when you had nobody./ [6] Outspoken? Nah, we tolerated your existence & let you speak./ Converted you to our culture so now you better rep we./ [7] I don't want to hear about how you're here to know peeps./ You are to follow us & sleep when we say sleep, ya sheep./

[8] Could this be jealousy or explaining how we thirst when we're lonely./ We as the Church of Christ shouldn't choose who we love unconditionally./ [9] Jesus may had 12 disciples, and out of three he held closely./ Yet when it was time for Him to love all, He did it openly & equally./

My brothers, show no partiality as you hold the faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory.

James 2:1 [ESV]

Thursday, March 6, 2014

God's Love & God's Faith -inspired by Psalm 36-

God's Love & God's Faith
February 14, 2014 1:36am

[1] Giving honor to my God whose love remains steadfast./ My LORD has that enduring love that makes hearts glad./

[2] His love is a reason why I responded to the number He called me at./ That's time and a place even if I don't remember those facts./.

[3] He's my heavenly Father and I wouldn't want to change that./ Adopted me so now I have the actual rights to say dad./

[4] Faithfulness to clouds? Who without God is touchin' that?/  Even with God your faith compared to His is kind of sad./

[5] So even when we slip in slime, He still has open arms... ain't that rad?/ He ain't leavin', Praise be to Jesus by sending us someone to help us be on track./

[6] Back to how His love goes past the blue sky to gold pads./ This same love that'll have you full of faith in fire like Shadrach./

[7] This ain't that same love that is obsessed with intolerance./ All I know is this love covers me even when worst happens./

[8] I praise a God, The God who loves, and that live is action./ Could He could of still loved us even if the Gospel never happened?

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Cold Walks, Sweet Talks

Cold Walks, Sweet Talks
December 28th, 2013 11:46pm

(1) As we gather under the banter of those who declare the master. / My aim is to not pander, but keep us as rappers who chatter. /

(2) When we start to worship we dancers rejoicing of blood spatter./ This time together really matters it adds to our illustrious chapters. /

(3) Many times our confession is like a crapper who's a smelly panther. / Doing silly panda dances while we wait for sky crack or the rapture. /

(4) I'm serving up these love cakes with more agape to lather./ Let us act like his infants even if we need change of pampers. /

(5) Come on bride, together we supposed to shine like lanterns- / Minus the plural, it's about Jesus yo so let our heart burn. /

(6) Together, oh forever let us together do that amazing work./Walk by faith, our hands holding hands with father. /

(7) Yeah, so let us really live this life even if it's the death of us. /Yet as His Bride, His Ride or Die we simply won't die bruh. /

(8) We need to be one, not just in building or association. / Organized or not we are called to walk & talk by Adoption & Regeneration ./