many people speak of a legacy
'i want to be remembered' they say
i have yet to find out why
is it the ego?
is it the 'i'm better than you?'
Friday, July 29, 2011
little girl
her father never bothered
her mother never tries
alone to wander the world
with only her uncle and gma by her side
whom to look up to?
whom footsteps to follow?
no girls nights out
no sleep over parties
no one to share secrets with
no one to play with
its such a struggle
i dont 'know' girly things
our minds are different
man/women evolve with different thoughts
i take her to do girly things
why the pho not!
her mother never tries
alone to wander the world
with only her uncle and gma by her side
whom to look up to?
whom footsteps to follow?
no girls nights out
no sleep over parties
no one to share secrets with
no one to play with
its such a struggle
i dont 'know' girly things
our minds are different
man/women evolve with different thoughts
i take her to do girly things
why the pho not!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
samurai
to serve for a greater cause
die for this little one
i've chosen to try my best
not live in shame
bring comfort when she's down
hold her when in pain
i'll never let her know
what it is i can do
how far i will go
to help pull her through
as i samurai i bow to her
my life at her command
mind is strong
heart loves with all its might
i will die at your feet
any given night
die for this little one
i've chosen to try my best
not live in shame
bring comfort when she's down
hold her when in pain
i'll never let her know
what it is i can do
how far i will go
to help pull her through
as i samurai i bow to her
my life at her command
mind is strong
heart loves with all its might
i will die at your feet
any given night
image
visions of you
left imprinted on my mind
are the only reminder i have
of those good times
brings joy to my heart
smiles to my face
a chemical path you've created
just an image of your face
i can see it as clear as day
even on the darkest nights
its my warmth when i'm cold
an extra beat of the heart
thoughts of you will last forever
miss you when apart
left imprinted on my mind
are the only reminder i have
of those good times
brings joy to my heart
smiles to my face
a chemical path you've created
just an image of your face
i can see it as clear as day
even on the darkest nights
its my warmth when i'm cold
an extra beat of the heart
thoughts of you will last forever
miss you when apart
ego
what is the ego?
why does it exist?
whom creates it?
its the 'me' we want to be
the me that we are not
the 'me' that is an abyss
its the 'me' that always insists
without vision
would the ego exist?
are we ungrateful for what we're given?
as all we do is try to fill the mental void
an unhappiness that doesn't exist
but only in one's mind
why does it exist?
whom creates it?
its the 'me' we want to be
the me that we are not
the 'me' that is an abyss
its the 'me' that always insists
without vision
would the ego exist?
are we ungrateful for what we're given?
as all we do is try to fill the mental void
an unhappiness that doesn't exist
but only in one's mind
Saturday, July 2, 2011
egg or cocoon
it seems to me
that as time passes by
we grow into something
from the inside
its always been there
filtering out all the bull
breaking free of the egg shell
ripping open our cocoon
world seems brighter
smiles get larger
we seem more
hear less crap
come into awareness
back to the cocoon/egg shell
i'll never go back
as you look around
so many are still stuck
unable to break free
simply put...shit outta luck
lost in the matrix
trapped by the mind
passing by the flowers
all the beauty of this world
that as time passes by
we grow into something
from the inside
its always been there
filtering out all the bull
breaking free of the egg shell
ripping open our cocoon
world seems brighter
smiles get larger
we seem more
hear less crap
come into awareness
back to the cocoon/egg shell
i'll never go back
as you look around
so many are still stuck
unable to break free
simply put...shit outta luck
lost in the matrix
trapped by the mind
passing by the flowers
all the beauty of this world
torpedo
the words came out
but they did not register
they floated in your mind
almost lost in there forever
till the day it made contact
sparked an instant thought
reality of life
one you had never thought
it began a change
one that takes time
one that will forever
change your thoughts of mind
the world will seem different
yet all is still the same
it is we whom evolve
it is we whom need to change
but they did not register
they floated in your mind
almost lost in there forever
till the day it made contact
sparked an instant thought
reality of life
one you had never thought
it began a change
one that takes time
one that will forever
change your thoughts of mind
the world will seem different
yet all is still the same
it is we whom evolve
it is we whom need to change
distance
time has past
with each blink
i sit and ponder
the thinks i think
why we've become
the 'we'
we are now
further away from one another
in our distant towns
we lived
like sister and brother
as we aged
we forgot
whom we
once were
family that survived
family we are not
with each blink
i sit and ponder
the thinks i think
why we've become
the 'we'
we are now
further away from one another
in our distant towns
we lived
like sister and brother
as we aged
we forgot
whom we
once were
family that survived
family we are not
she keeps on passing me by...
pharcyde said it best...
the ones that pass me by
day after day
i see these cats staring
without a thing to say
wonder what they think
i become a blur
imprinted in the minds
thoughts over come her
i don't even bother
not sure why i should
just another cat
looking at me like food
something to ride
fuck or suck
a simple escape
mental nip & tuck
the lives they live
day after day
thinking in the past
without a word to say
the ones that pass me by
day after day
i see these cats staring
without a thing to say
wonder what they think
i become a blur
imprinted in the minds
thoughts over come her
i don't even bother
not sure why i should
just another cat
looking at me like food
something to ride
fuck or suck
a simple escape
mental nip & tuck
the lives they live
day after day
thinking in the past
without a word to say
70th !
it says i have 69 posts....funni
cracked open like an egg
my thoughts spill out
poured all over this page
that my fingers type out
written in such a fashion
that some 'might' understand
just a spirit in the flesh
like every fellow man
a combination of words
have brought me this far
but it wasn't the mind that wrote this
was the awareness and awe
i live in time
not in the past
always moving forward
standing still as you pass
we never actually move
nor do we stop
atoms bouncing around
with each tick of the clock
winds pass by
but can never be seen
only felt by the mind
and the flesh in between
cracked open like an egg
my thoughts spill out
poured all over this page
that my fingers type out
written in such a fashion
that some 'might' understand
just a spirit in the flesh
like every fellow man
a combination of words
have brought me this far
but it wasn't the mind that wrote this
was the awareness and awe
i live in time
not in the past
always moving forward
standing still as you pass
we never actually move
nor do we stop
atoms bouncing around
with each tick of the clock
winds pass by
but can never be seen
only felt by the mind
and the flesh in between
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