Sunday, March 31, 2013

Women Script By Shadina Richardson

So this is how I approach the situation. Either you fuckin with me or there are no negotiations. I'm the chick who keeps it 100 from the start. I don't condone in any confusion and my judgements are not based off of the illusions i see. I got a lot of pressure that needs to get off me. I'm built for the truth. I put my principles before pride strength before the nine. My worth is before yours and I'm closing all my doors from the past. Every nigga was like every nigga. Abused their excuse of no father figure. Stuck up in they ass is an in denial stick that twirls around having their owner do tricks. Settling for lust and a quick fuck. These niggas belittle their thoughts and got their girls in a category. I'm a different kind of breed with a different script I don't play the roles of being pimped. My script consists of certainty and respect and if that's so hard to give then you'll be left. My script consists of that kinky passionate sex. Where I nibble on your ear and you place hickies on my chest. Where I'm grabbing you and you're grabbing me and our souls intertwine and dance free. Where you grab my hair and fill my insides with love so sweet and serene. Look me in my eyes and see the pleasurable pain that's inflicted, embraced, enchanted, no race, just the pace of our flow the light from our glow. How can you be real and lie? You weren't even trying to be a man and take your stand for what you believe so now I'm basing shit off of what you perceive of me, who you think I am. Fuck all that you saying. If I was fake I wouldn't be breathing. Take a seat and listen to a real bitch. Watch how I walk and the content I believe in. All the doubts that been benefited is like dust in the air its now time for you to be aware. when a woman bundles her trust to give, You're suppose to protect and respect it for as long as you live. You niggas mistaken me as a hoe if sex was all you wanted you should've said that before. You fuck with hoes get hurt by hoes and now think everyone a hoe. Not me. I'm the bitch that trusts passionately. wanting you to take a grasp of me. Wanting to do it all without you asking for shit. I'm ride or die. so before you approach me and decide to throw me in your category make sure the scripts apply. I'm too real to be apart of your story

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Corner

The eyes of a lion deprived of hope,
like looking down the opposite end of a scope
when everyone around you push dope.
Peter pans lost boys run the street packing all types of heat
when numbers like 5-0 an 10 to 20 don't add up they multiply
and equal a negative. Mommas mourn there sons where cars pass by, they wont look
twice, the old heads stand in alley ways and  hustle dice while
The little kids share dinner and even sleep with the mice.
Like Tarzan in the jungle we act like animals, we devour each other like cannibals
Cereal for breakfast and spam for lunch, we look to sports or rapping
in search of dinner.  Dad said act like a man talk like a man, how
can we when the only one we see is in the mirror? This life is like a
puzzle trying to find all the right pieces, I say look in our eyes that's where you'll
find Jesus.

By: BTT

Monday, March 25, 2013

Second Chance


Transcript:

I'm slipping into a comatose state
I've lost hope of recovering, it may be too late
Gone is the illusion of self control over my mind
And the reality of losing everything is only a matter of time
Solid ground disappears from under my feet
Even though panicking, my soul is at peace
Senses are heightened, another level of self consciousness achieved
My eyes are sealed shut, still the world I see
Visions are clearer than ever before
It's like I can see the future
And I'm hungry for more
My soul has stepped outside of my body
I am on my way to be with the Lord
All of a sudden a flash of white light
And I'm in a hospital bed with my family walking through the door....


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Imagine That

I don't see the real you
your like a figment of my imagination
a fairy tale trying to come true
beautiful blue that's what i call you
in the night you burn bright ,
but in the day you bring night
fear is the crutch , but you make 
me handicap. Standing next to ..
but spinning in circles like a hub cap.
Running life circles , you seem tired baby
I think you should take a nap..pain is beauty
I hurt every time I see you. Attempting to pull
myself together is my mission, like walking
threw a room of strangers..with no tension.
Road map in hand searching for the real you,
Like a figment of my imagination, trying to
come true.

By: BTT

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Poor Man's Poetry


Transcript:
This is poor man's poetry. I can't talk about the finer things in life cause I've never had the opportunity like it wasn't meant for me. No fresh clothes and no shining jewelry. Barely got pennies in my pocket to rub together. I'm in need of medicine cause I feel 6 feet under the weather. I didn't make it out of grade school cause I was trying to be like the pimps and the dope boys cause they was so cool. Now look at me; old, dirty, and lonely. Not a single shelter would hold me, and not a single person that said we were homies would ever open their homes to me. See I'm living in a box begging on the corner for money so I can buy some beer and smoke some rocks. I'm no junkie but in this winter weather it's the only way for me to get hot. Can you understand my logic, probably.... not. See this is poor man's poetry. I can't talk about the finer things in life cause I've never given myself the opportunity, like it just wasn't meant for me....

By: The Poet Q

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Kiss You

What if I kissed you?
what if I showed you my heart
would you build it up
or tear it apart? Should I lay down
my guard? So your troops
take over my life's boulevard.
You tempt me with your every
emotion, running smooth over my skin
like lotion. Eyes tender, lips gentle
I need you more than I want you.
What should I do , if I could've missed you.
thinking what you'd do if I kissed you.

By: BTT

Reality

Ahhh screams ring out through the night, lost in the darkness of her thoughts as she searches for the light. Not sure if she will make it through, trying to push positivity is the only thing to do. Down on her knees praying it was only a dream, sweat running down as she plans her next scheme. Tossing and turning in thoughts so deep, hoping for morning for these she won't keep. Wishing it was  only a dream, cause now she knows it was all so real. Back on her feet stronger and wiser, Yes; because she is a true survivor!!!

By SMB

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Back Stabbed

 

You was acting crippled so I supplied the crutch only to be betrayed like Caesar and such. Now you seem just fine like there was not one time I gave my hand to help you even as I am more stunned than scarred by the blow you just dealt. I don't know if I understand or believe how could something go so wrong when it seemed genuine and heartfelt. Maybe this is a dream or a sick joke because for this to be a farce is all I could hope. Pinch me, push me, slap me this can't be happening. How could someone I gave everything to be the one that stabs me....

By: The Poet Q

Losing Focus

My mind is a dark alley, i stumble threw it
sometime i trip sometimes i fall, but somehow
i stay in control of it all. Few see but many know
so how can  you judge by looking from head to toe?
I pour a potion to bring myself into focus, and end up
losing more of the same  I need a love ,a life to keep me sane.
I put my hand on my chest where is my heart? When do i begin
where should i start? Circumstances came threw an tore me
apart. Point me in a direction so this journey i can embark.
The journey for my soul, the journey for my heart.

 By: BTT

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Dreamer

Find me a dream to dream give me a
Heart to beat an the lungs to breath
Be my eyes to see and my feet to walk
My body hurts and my mind is tired
Live your life and be mine at the same time
Let me give me, and you give you.
If love is the goal meet me in the end zone.
Kiss my heart an give it life.
I wake up an see your beautiful face in the light.

By: BTT

Monday, March 4, 2013

Words Never Said....

We decided to say goodbye instead of I love you because we both know we do, but just too afraid of what could happen to let our feelings show true. To watch the moon & stars with you is what I want to do, but instead I make sure you have all your things before you leave. I contemplate stopping you but I'll let you go this time and maybe the next. I really enjoy you too much to even chance you being a possible ex....

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Seas of Stars

Endless night sky dotted with diamond star memories,
wind whistles with your voice, singin to me life's melodies,
shooting stars are like tears over meteor shower tragedies
creation anniversary, turned to a catastrophe,
apocalyptic scene with distortion in the galaxy
See my thoughts swimmin in a sea of stars,
creation theory big bang and my mind is God.
no doctrine or religion when i used to live in Eden,
burnt in hell now in purgatory on the waitin list to heaven
lost my sun now i'm losin my orbit
solar winter froze the heart and life with it
duelin with demons tryna ascend with the angels
Tryna see things from all perspectives and angles
mind and heart tangled emotions got me strangled
chokin on my words while we playin hangman
keep sayin the wrong words and the noose got me danglin
created my world with care but circumstances keep on challengin
heart and mind at war like light and dark fight but always balancing
black holes swallow stars, but pray with my star it ain't happenin.
Metamorphic mind metaphorical signs
intertwined in my universecreating a galactic design
It's Everything or nothing in this world of mine,
I'm father time gave heart to a woman so sublime
no blood when it beats just love so timeless
No heart no pulse love to death flatlines..

By.. Megg

Friday, March 1, 2013

My Dreams

My dreams are like visions
In a way they all come true
All of the ones that don't involve you
I've died a couple times
I survived once but that one was with you
I've seen the world crumble right next to me
Only to wake up to the world crashing down on me
Sometimes I dream about my last breathe
You stand in the background emotionless each time
Are these dreams some type of riddle or rhyme
I see my future when I close my eyes
You are always somewhere nearby
Maybe I've lived twice in this one life
One awake and the other in my dreams
Chasing you but everything else I seem to be catching....