Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Favorite Albums of 2009


10.Whitney Houston- I Look To You
9. Black Eyed Peas- THE E.N.D
8. Lady Gaga’s- Fame Monster
7. Robin Thicke- Sex Therapy
6. Drake’s- So Far Gone
5. Shakira- She Wolf
4. Jay-Z- Blueprint 3
3. Alicia Key’s- The Element of Freedom
2. Kid Kudi- Man on the Moon
1. Maxwell- BLACKsummers’night

Friday, December 11, 2009

A Tragic Love Story (From A Males Perspective)

Loving you has been a burden

Weighing down on me like a load of
Dirty laundry
Dragging along this emotional baggage

…Waiting for the rinse cycle

Draining is what it is.
From my black New York Yankee fitted
Down to the tippy tip
Of my toes
My body needs rest; I am weary.
I have no idea where this story goes.

It has been a World War III
And baby I got up my guard.
Your mind is plagued by these false suspicions
And the way you are
Attacking me
With your finger pointing accusations
Spitting words at me like bullets,
You don’t fight like an amateur.
I learned to be cautious
With my words and gesture

I’m pulling back my troops
There is no point in arguing
With you
I can’t even get a word in
You are trying to make me out to be a fool
And I refuse to jump through hoops
For something I didn’t do

Together
We are a nuclear explosion
Two substances that should
Have never been mixed
I’m afraid after we are done
There will be nothing left
We are hexed

We are a tragic love story
Waiting to be written
Except I’m no Romeo

“For you and I are past our dancing days”

I’d force feed you the poison myself
…Well maybe not
I don’t think I’ve got it in me
To take you out,
But

“Tempt not a desperate man”

I will stab the heart
Of this relationship
With a double edged sword
Sorry, for there will be no happy ending
If we continue in this warfare

You are trying to salvage
Something that is long gone.
Broken
I just don’t see this surviving
Without the bonding of trust
No need on holding on to us
We are a lost cause.
I gave up on forcing a love
That didn’t fit.
Our super sized egos
And overbearing pride
Had bust at the seams
What’s left are shredded garments strewn across the floor
We didn’t have a winning chance it seems.

Every athlete has to retire at some point.
All this time
Putting all this pressure on our knees
Did we really expect them to hold us up?
Maybe it’s time we hang our jersey up
There comes a time when it is expected of us
To leave the games behind.
Let us bow out gracefully.

I’d rather be an old man alone,
Than to live a life unhappy.



** quotes are taken from William Shakespeare's "Romeo & Juliet"

Sunday, November 15, 2009

My Beloved

My beloved
My love for you is ineffable
My one and only love
How can I describe the way

My love for you stretches further than the equator
And I am completely submerged in yours
I'm falling off the edge of my mind
My thoughts
I'm on the brink of loosing it all
This thin line between sane and insanity
You got me
My love for you is hotter than the degree of molten rock
Its so cold that it burns
It vast deeper than the unknown of the universe
I'm so taken
I would travel across this land
To be with you
To touch you with my fingertips
Get lost in those big ol' eyes of yours
Lay on the succulent softness of your lips

My darling
Take my hand and come with me
Journey into the forbidden of unwed lovers
Let me give you a taste of how I feel for you

My love
A full moon isn't quiet as stunning as seeing a smile creep on your
face.
A face that I compare to the Mona Lisa
And the Artwork of Michelangelo
Your beauty surpasses waking up each morning
watching dawn
If you asked me if my love is sincere
I would have to catch my breath
Before I would recite these lines all over again

This love is brimful
This love is pure
The amount of adoration I have for you
Exceeds further than the life I have in store

Sweetheart
My deep and ardent affection grows deeper
Than that of the passion that we share
I can spend the rest of my life
Talking about whimsical things
But this here
Professing my love for you
Seems so much rare

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Color Me Blue

Color me blue
I'm in sorrow
I miss you
My other half
With your leaving
I am bruised

I use to dive into your eyes
Swim for hours and never get tired.
Get lost into your soul
And still feel at home.
Pain tugs at my heart
When I think of why we fell apart
Our pride will never allow us to lose;
To bend and take fault
For our actions
And the words that we used

Tell me you love me,
Then take your words back
Show me you care,
But never take it to the next step
I take one step forward,
And you take one back

Like the economy,
We have fallen into recession
And I see no hope of us ascending.
Neither of us willing to let go of our egos
I'll take my heart back
And release yours
To the canopy of stars
Where I sent all my wishes
Of us lasting

I will always love you,
But I realize you will never love me
Like I do you.
Love reciprocated
Love unconditionally
I'm starting to think
that this can only be found in dreams

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Test of Strength (A coming of Age Story)

I thought
Age had overcame me
Bludgeoning me with all of its responsibilities
Striking me with much force
A bat of blunt reality

A hit to the head
For this I wasn’t prepared

And expectations of what one must know
Because with age, not treading too far behind there is wisdom
And everyone is
Plucking my brain bare
If it were up to choice they would leave nothing there
Trying to find out all that I know
Challenging me
Pushing
Seeing how far they can go
Oh they didn’t tell you
Its gets harder as you grow

You start with abundance
A childlike innocence
Your whole perspective
Changes when you fall victim
To heartbreak, yes
A heart aches.
Deception and lies
Tricked and fooled
You have just been used
And just like a cut healed leaving a scar
These things shape you
You become immune to
The phony
You see right through
Those who are counterfeit

Now your skin is thick

In life people have tested
I’m sure at one point they have guessed that
I didn’t go through life’s hardening rules
Because I’m so joyful, I put a smile on my face
Never letting the negativity slow down my pace
I tend to shock them, you should see their face
When I flip the roles and pull out that bat of blunt reality
Putting those motherfuckers right back in their place.

Monday, October 26, 2009

TRUST

Sometimes The best anecdotes for stress in a relationship is space. Let your man breath. You need YOU TIME Too! Go out with your friends. Make plans outside of you and his plans... I was watching True Life: I'm jealous the other night and this girl would not let her man breath and he was being faithful, but because he had cheated on her in the beginning of their courtship she had no trust for him. The thing is though, she took him back...Have trust for your dude unless he gives u a reason otherwise, and if you took him back LADIES you need to FORGIVE and TRUST again OR be like Keyshia Cole and LET IT GO!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Fresh

You live in this fabricated world
Filled with fairy tales and lies
You try to live up to this
Materialistic lifestyle
Thought you was hot like fiya-
With your Dior, Gucci and Prada
Clothe yourself in the finest designers
Thought you was the shit
When you got your crib
Had no furniture and
Sleeping on a leaky air mattress
In an empty room
With your clothes strewn across the floor
You have no car
Still taking the metro
And you still think you're living it up?
Think again
Never seen a hearse with a U-haul truck
Metal rusts
And beauty fades
How long do you think your gonna play this game?

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Forever

My love cannot be faltered
It is not clothe; it cannot be altered
My love is never temporary
Oh baby, quit the contrary
I won’t be fickle
I’m going to love you forever

And ever…

They say forever is a long time, but
Like a clock this is going to be timeless.
Keep your coin
This shit is priceless
Come here and let me show you love unconditional
I’m going to swallow you up
I won’t leave any residuals.
Let me show you the difference between a love fleeting
And a love firmly standing.
Don’t waste time and energy on those
Quickly passing
I am going to make us everlasting.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Open Book

Take your fingertips and flip the page. Read the diction, hear my words. I jump to life with every syllable left upon your lips. Indulge me; I am desert. I’m open for some feedback. Come on and take me. Embrace me. Accept me. Look onto me and approach me. I will be liberal and understanding. I will take your hand in times of need, be there to comfort like the down of a pillow. I am who I say I am. With bookends laid out in a ninety degree angle, I am an open book.

Is there any hope?

Is there any hope?
If I pray (If I pray)
Will love come and get me?
How will I ever know?
If it strikes will it ever hit me?
Been so alone
Solitude haunts me
I don’t want to feel lonely
Can anybody help me?

I have been waiting for this touch
Can you feel my love?
Is it tangible?
Will it be enough?

Waiting for someone who sees me
Transparent I will be
When you look my way
You see right through me

I been twisting and turning
Dreaming about this kiss
With lips that cradle me into serenity

I need all support
When you say my name
Feel the wind beneath my feet
Build me up
Don’t let me crumble
Falling down
Is there any hope?

Monday, October 5, 2009

Naked

I have come undone
Like a shirt unbuttoned

Bare chest
I give my all…

Overflowing with emotion
Pouring over
And I just can’t stop
The way I’m feeling
Is out of my hands

Sentimental affection
I will show you
Exhibit all of what I possess inside
Give you
Kisses that will make you lose control

Fingertips falling like raindrops
Across your back
And I’m going to soak you up
With a yearning so sensual
Almost completely
Unbearable

I press your body onto mine

Show me reciprocity
What you want to do to me
Take your hands and show me the way

Friday, September 25, 2009

Shadow

I am walking behind
But I long to be by your side

Your calloused hands
Keep me in place
Those arms engulf me
Suffocating me
Never letting go

Your words though sincere
Hurt me
Hinder me
Making me feel beneath thee

You are colossal
Huge
Monstrous
Towering over
And I am holding hands with your shadow

Monday, September 21, 2009

This House

Magical evil realm of detachment
Lost souls trying to find redemption
Amid the darkness
Pestilence of the mind
Heart
And the weary body
Walking through these doors
Haunted with poltergeists and
Wicked spirits
This house turned on you and the people in it
Splash of holy water
And bible scriptures
Hear my incantation
Ward off the demons with grotesque horns
And nose flaring in a bloody ager
Who is nocturnal like the vampire Lestat
Morbid depression
Sucking hopes and dreams
Give me wings to fly freely

Off into the wood with the fairies
Tall as finger tips
Dancing and frolicking.
Whispering to me
Leading me
Deep
Through the trees
Barefooted letting the moist dirt
Seep in between my toes
I have a warm sensation of welcome
And there she is
Standing tall
In the purest of white; shining.
She frees me

All it took
Was a portal
A key hole, a tunnel
To go through a blackened bottomless pit
And here I
Enter a brand new world.

These City Streets

Change rattling in a stained
Coffee cup
Arm extended, "I need your love"
Sign read:
Feed mEe. IM Hungray
In need of home.
I notice there is sympathy for the
Dumb.

I know these city streets
Lived in these city streets
I breathed these city streets
Until the fumes of the sewers
Became me

A penny for my thoughts?
Why sure!
Futures torn at crossroads
Battles of the races;
Civilized white people to the black savages
Economy at a turmoil;
A wall street crisis.
Hopes raked
Like autumn leaves
"I need your touch"
Visions of success
Built high, torn down
Like city skyscrapers
And a
Melting pot
Brewing

Black and smokey
We are Blanketed by a perilous fog
Everything seems gray and murky
The average new Yorker whisks their thoughts away
And masks the pain
And go ahead day by day.
"I need shelter, I need warmth"
The cold shoulder
And blank stares
Is it that there is a humble person in there?

"thank you pretty lady"
I look at them doe eyed as they pass
Searching for a place in existence

Monday, August 31, 2009

Untitled

To get over this
I have to feel the resentment
So I'm gonna play these songs
Of shadowless and discontentment
Let these blues and sorrows get down
Get gritty
Tears flow into rivers
That I will one day stream across
Flip through the film book
Reminisce on the memories
Let the knife slip a few inches in
Tearing the flesh and blood pours down my chest
This is the healing process
To get over this
Love that never lasted
This love tested

Let me feel the cold caressing hands of loneliness
Let it send chills up and down my spine at night.
And the cold linen surrounding me,
Let it not help me at all
Laying on the floor as the phone rings off the hook
28 messages of questions left unanswered
3 days overdue for a haircut
And a 5 o' clock shadow
It gets hard to breath
But I know one day it will ease

I want to feel how much I miss you
Its the only way I will get over you

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Untitled

Like a crescent moon
In the daytime
I am working overtime
Trying to get closer
To your cautious heart
But what can I do about
This time
This space
Apart?

Somewhat like a complicated melody
I am trying to ride the beat
But I am just a note flat.
Scared of words unsaid
I am fearful to be boastful
And tell you everything I felt
When you gently press your lips
Upon my lips
And we kiss

As if my heart had a steering wheel
I tried to steer it away.
You are too far and too distant of a lover
To fall for,
But my heart yearned for more.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Just Can't Walk Away

Trying to
Manipulate my mind
To believe
That you
Are the one

My sole desire
The one to inevitably take me higher

Running around
Assed out
Playing a child’s game
I am done with the toys
Heart steady
I am ready
To stand still

Didn’t take my hand
Foot planted the same
Stubborn you are…
I want to switch positions
But the will of loving you
Is all the same
I just can’t walk away

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Artist Spotlight: Melanie Fiona



Introducing: Melanie Fiona

This new ray of sunlight is on repeat in my ipod with her first single "Give it to me right" off of her debut album The Bridge, coming out some time this year.

This girl can sang! She already toured with the likes of the "Louis Vuiton Don" himself, Kanye West and is currently making her rounds around the globe making a name for herself. With a voice like hers it shouldn't be too hard ;)

Check her out in her EPK above. Let me know what you think.

Melanie Fiona's Myspace Page

Reconciliation can be a beautiful thing…

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But not if he hit you!

This story has been in the headlines for almost a month now. Where I believe it has totally been blown out of proportion, scrutinized and squeezed out until there wasn't no more of a story to tell, I have a few words for this situation.

As all of you know, following the news of who won what at the Grammy’s this year, there was an altercation between Rihanna and Chris Brown. Leaving Rihanna bruised and battered. If you haven’t seen the infamous picture that made its way to the net, please do!

So here we are not even a month away and there are reports that these two have reconciled.

Say what now?

There are young ladies all around the world looking up to Rihanna, and for her to just waltz back in to the arms of the man who beat her is sending a message loud and clear. This is not okay!

While a part of me does feel for Chris Brown because he is young; he is 19. We don’t always handle situations the way society may expect us to, and yes we blow up sometimes out of uncontrollable rage, but he beat the shit out of Rihanna. Boy has some serious anger management problems. Therefore before any reconciliation is to be made this boy clearly needs counseling, and evidently so does she.

This is just another case of a battered female victim going back in the arms of the one who dealt her the blows….Do I hear a Whitney and Bobby?

All I know is that in a couple of years from now I better not see Chris being released out of jail on some drug charges and Rihanna running out of a limo into his arms. That is just pitiful.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

EXTRAordinary

In the early conditions of finding a perspective in life I have been in search for something. Not knowing what this “something” is I concluded that this “something” must be pivotal. It would have to be fundamental, and how a thread sews two pieces of clothe together, I need it to weave its way through my life and tie up any loose ends. I imagine when it hit me it would steer me like a compass to where I need to go. This “something” would have to be EXTRAordinary.


I believe I have waited for years for a moment like that to come falling onto my lap like an autumn leaf saying adieu to the tree it has just liberated itself from. I was waiting as if EXTRAordinary would come to my front door packaged in the UPS man’s arms, and then it hit me. Like the water crashing into the shore, EXTRAordinary doesn’t just fall into your lap; you have to go after it.


So on this journey in search of my EXTRAordinary I am in the midst of figuring out what I want to do and where I want to be. First time coming into college I was after the money and I wanted to be a physician assistant. I soon realized I did not have enough interest in science to pursue it as a career. I woke up one day wanting to simply write. I grew entangled in this love affair to tell stories through my writing. So I put down the scalpel (not literally) and picked up a pen.


Hence this BlogSpot. I craved for a space where I can freely write anything I wanted. I wanted a place where all of my ideas and opinions that lay dormant inside my mind to be put out there. A place where anyone can share their thoughts and speak on anything I write about. So here it is...SpeaQLoudly on it!