Words spoken are a token
And my bus pass
I drop words down
To touch that
train of thought that rush past
Past past my past
My path of light's fast
I can't grab all the information
On this internet train of thought
My meditation is turning pages and
seeing stations I read signs...
. I miss your kiss….. I miss you…… I miss the way you look at me… I miss your smile and your voice… I miss you…… I miss how our finger would In twine like they were made for each other…..I miss the way my heart would flutter when you would hold me…. I...
I began writing spoken word when i was about 14, but really got into performing when i was a junior in high school. To me spoken word isnt only an art it is a way of life, of communication and beautiful expression. With a combination of metaphors similes and other tools in...
I will follow you.
Like a lost puppy whining for a scrap of attention. I will sit up and beg for a morsel of affection.
There was time when you held me close. When I lay in your loving embrace, rocked to sleep by your chorus of "I love you's" mixed with the steel-drum beat of my...
Wondering what went wrong.
Constantly I'm thrown.
Back and forth between,
"Oh, I'm pretty, and wow I've never been so wrong."
Should I eat this, how could anyone think I'm "strong"?
So before I do something stupid, I put some music on.
Doesn't help, so I try and sing along...
dancing on hot coal you can smell the burning flesh on my feet as I dance it all away I no longer feel anything for I am consumed by the flames of bitterness and anger, I must taste fowl at the kiss of a lover.
My heart has become frozen numb to the world my touch is as cold...
WITCH DOCTOR MAGIC
SPEAR THE CAMPAIGN
PAY OFF THE PLAYOFF
LAST MAN STANDING
OR MAYBE NOONE SHOT
POKED A HOLE CLOUD SHOWER
DOWN ON THE PEOPLE
WHAT COLOR YOU WISH
GREENBACK COAT STUMP THUMB
tunnel vision of the world who are afraid of the beauty in what is different.
I hate the people who want to build fences around their ethnicity or nationality or religion and then say you need the special password of custom to enter.
I hate refusal to compromise and the...