No Comunicación (Guarde las apariencias)

Clarify for clarification
For why you act like this on every occasion?
Checked my work, no solution for equation.
I’m X, your Y, but I need more information.
Have we even talked about this situation!??!!?
Communication dropped like rain in precipitation.
Bronxed in, boxed in like your borough.
Mentally I’ve looked @ this more thorough.

I should have asked a while back, remembering what to convey.
But things go astray once I see you walk the hallway.
I’m tryna greet, you won’t let our eyes meet.
Do you think the only think I wanted to do is sleep?
If that’s the case, will you got the wrong perception.
Let me cue you up to 20/20 and make this correction.
Yes, like any man, I wanted you behind closed doors.
But if that’s all I wanted, why did I take time to learn more?

I really didn’t have to, you sounded shocked by it.
Asking if you said something stupid, I denied it.
”Why are you so nice?” Like it was an important answer to know.
What? For me to show interests, do I have to be asshole?
Apparently, that’s the idea you’re giving off.
Already had me completely written off.
Just because a nigga was raised with a train of thought.
Does not muthafuckin’ mean a nigga is soft.

I was really gonna holla to see what’s left.
But now that I think about it, I’m not even gonna waste my breath.
That Tetris shit is not what really got me upset.
It was the fact you’d trust that nigga more, who you just met!!!
If judgment is your prerogative, fuck it, get involved with it.
I’m glad we didn’t date, cause you can’t communicate.
So go on, stick your nose up whenever I’m in your vicinity.
It ain’t fazin’ me, you can connect A to B, but you still couldn’t get to C.

Mirror, Mirror

Image piece together by your energy and others interpretation.
Solidified in their mind as character placement.
Many go to the source for their testament.
Or believe any information their way was sent.
And this is dangerous because it can grow into a monster.
And everyone can co-sign the beast to sponsor.
And who you are is lost in the court of public opinion.
And build up or build down as society’s minion.

On the flipside, we create our own persona.
But these personas can block us from our personal nirvana.
Now we’re a character on our own stage.
With a new scrip everyday, turn a new page.
And feel entitled to uphold that image.
While who you are is slowly diminished.
Where you can’t recognize yourself or your reflection.
Where everyday is a new you and another first impression.

Well I refuse to let another person write my scrip.
Rather my story be factual and not a myth.
Excuse me if I’m a little opinionated.
Cause walking that line between honestly and insult is ill fated.
But I don’t apologize for being sarcastic.
‘Cause some of ya’ll are faker than surgery with plastic.
If ya’ll don’t say it, I guess I feel obligated.
Let’s not evade it, rather conversation it.
A girl said once, “They said you were crazy, but actually pretty cool.”
Ha! I didn’t know I had an audience to fool.
You can make the image, but I sure as hell can break it down.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall… who am I now?

I2I

Hotdamn, the smell of you breathes erotic.
I don’t know why for so long we fought it.
Damn near break my neck to see your entrance.
Fly essence, flaunting, strutting like a temptress.
Meet eye contact, your mouth forms a smirk.
Both our hearts beating wildly inside our shirts.
From there, my thoughts of you became vivid.
Fantasy turn to reality and I start to live it.

I unwrap you, view your buried treasure.
Whisper in my ear many ways to pleasure.
Grabbed my hand, took me to lover’s rock.
Spread our wings, take fight like a winter flock.
Lips to lips, hips to neck, lips to breast, breath to breath.
Your body is a journey, I’m just tryin’ to reach the depths.
Dressed naturally, you invite me to have you.
The feeling of me inside you starts to flash through.

The pace starts slow, bites my ear lobe.
You’re beautiful in many ways as you have shown.
Voluptuous curves, tryin’ not to drive off the cliff.
Nails dug in my back as your hair starts to flip.
Legs rapped around, I continue to explode the core of you.
As I break the barriers, the more I want of you.
I swear I’m seeing stars, triple jumping planets.
First phase, second phase, third phase, I landed.

Stereo vibrations, floor to bed post.
Feeling sunlight, fresh breeze like off the coast.
Reaching are destination, red light flashes.
Next to your fire, I can feel the ashes.
Reaching pleasure’s paradise, we grab a slice.
Lose your breath twice, screaming “Baby hold me tight!”
Ultimate freefall, up like elevators.
Release… now equal ground like equators.

Hands holdin’, body drenched in cold sweat.
Seeing the freak in you, something I will never forget.
Next morning, outta bed, robe to retrieve.
Lookin’ at you like “Damn! That’s me.”
Crackin jokes, we laughin’, you show that smirk.
Got me going again, always knew you a flirt.
Up in the clouds, this moment I’m trying to saver…

Damn, I still got type this History paper.


My imagination was runnin like a marathon when I wrote this, lol!!! I had this song in my head when I wrote this. But unlike my poem, Com was touching on another subject (no pun intended).

Common- Star *69 (Ps With Love) (From Electric Circus)

Imagination

Imagination driftin, your image is given.
Hoping the thought of me in your mind is livin’.
I’ve tried so long to shake the web of your essence.
But now all I want is you in my presents.
Reliving the time I had you in my fingertips.
Wanting so bad to taste the flavor of your lips.
I happened so fast, in feels non-existent,
Just a figment of my imagination or so fast I missed it.

You see that time period was so influential.
Life changing moments that became monumental.
The Flow, a reality. My people unified.
Discovered Fantastic, the music blew my mind.
Through the filtered basslines, crisp snares, and harmonize.
I had this brown sugar beauty before my eyes.
Funkified like Parliament, Chocolate City was in me.
Did not know how much that trip would give me.

Especially in how it started, bad stomach aches from Mce-dees
Being bugged by Homeland Security.
Which resulted in me losing my 20/20.
My project shipped to Amsterdam, later on we thought it was real funny.
I cannot explain that instant connection.
Like I’ve known you forever, only our path redirected.
And our conversations span from politics to H.E.R.
As I affectingly call her, and how she’s matured.

I know her and she knows me.
My fears, my dreams, my love for the M.I.C.
See, she’s a writer too, so she could identity.
A*Life*inspired, so we share the same drive.
She’s fly, like MJ in his prime.
From the free throw line, or like Rakim when he rhymed.
‘Cause like The R., she in the game raised the standards.
It seemed right, so my heart I decided to hand her.

But sometimes what we want cannot be.
Sometime fantasy cannot be reality.
But this doesn’t mean all dreams are fiction.
Sometimes the timing is off from our own personal missions.
And I’m glad you’re finding yours, because I’m finding mine.
Finding forever is possible as long as you’re trying.
If you’re just living to exist, then you’re dying.
But if you living to live, you’re truly flying

But sometimes I wish there was more to this.
That daily I could taste the flavor of your lips.
I may sound reminiscent, or just plain insane.
I just wonder sometimes do you feel the same?
Do you think about that one moment?
Do you hold it or let it go like you don’t know it?
I really want the answer, but maybe best I don’t get it.
Imagination driftin’, it’s hard to forget it.

Withdrawal

They say too much of anything is unhealthy.
And if you put your life in perspective, then you’re truly wealthy.
Well, that’s what I have to do, and that is what I’ve done.
This is not the end of anything, rather the beginning. I’ve only begun.
Or rather it’s more of a rebirth. Cause my thirst…
For the next echelon has always come first.
I’ve put so much into you, I’m confident you can stand without me.
Some of ya’ll don’t understand my reasoning, but don’t you dare doubt me.

Better yet, maybe you should because I need the energy.
Because doubts and dreams create success’ centerpiece.
This is not a failure or a setback, rather I had to get back…
To basics, without a percentage of distract.
And no, not to anyone, is this a dis track.
For my self-confidence and strength, I don’t need to attack.
Tryin’ to stand alone, in my prime like an odd number.
Unleash the beast from slumber, increase the heat like summer.

No algebraic expression can define this lesson.
Nor does it dictate the time that I invested.
This is partly dedicated to the ones holding grudges.
You’ll feel a lot better in life if you release that luggage.
I’m not bitter, so why are you tasting sour grapes?
Understand when things fall apart, it rebuilds into something great.
This is my detox detour towards my destination.
There’s so much on my mind, but now I can recline with respiration.
Breathe In… Breathe Out…