Tonight is the night
That I show you I could do it
I prove to all you skeptics
That harmony is found
In more then music.
That when I guide
Away from success
You can still see
My shoe print

Tonight I will display
The song that is my life,
God may have
Made the melody
Tho, these lyrics I write
I hope you can feel
My heart beating
As I transcribe
The words
That control my days,
Knowing with one
Mistake my
Breath can
Be taken
Away

I begin to feel the tingling
Sensation we call temptation
While the air is saturated with lust.
Her tongue is yearning for my skin.
And she is thinking of thing
deep within my pants..
Her hands only desire,
Is to rip off my attire,
and let this forbidden love begin.

I can feel the tenderness
Of her thighs,
But only with my eyes
Because I shall not touch.
This pleasure is forbidden,
But I can't help but mention
Her curves and her figure
And how bad I want to taste.
My mind is starting scream
And my body is already weak.
This forbidden pleasure
Is mines to have and to own.

A rose is a gift of affection
Beautiful in every aspect,
And endurance is its asset.
Withheld from nourishment
Yet, It will not wither away.
When you behold its beauty
You cannot believe in its pain
Its pleasures ****** your brain
With enticement and excitement
Paving the way. Tears of Joy,
Are met with tears of met
When you touch the rose,
And the thorns have came.
They dig deep in your flesh
And make you feel
You have nothing left.
What a 360 this rose had made.
If only you knew its other nam

Inspired by the gleam in her eyes
This love starts to grow,
But this will sure be my demise.
For the love has grown
From a cub to a lion
It has matured,
But has not grown old
Nor reached the golden years.
This love is young
This love is innocent
Not yet convicted,
For crimes it hasn't committed.
This loves is not,
A fugacious attempt for happiness
It is a lion waiting to roar
As cautious as a serpent,
And innocent as a dove
This love is mines,
And I am yours

Staring in her eyes,
I'm more then hypnotized
I feel that I'm drowning.....
Not in any ocean of water
But a sea of sand.
Deep down in the brown
For the blue is cold
And her eyes are warm.
Mocha is her color
From her eyes to her hips.
In love with her brew
And her aroma.
A coffee that needs no cream
All I need is a sip
And maybe a lick of her cup
Bcuz she taste like hazelnut
Tho I think I've said enough
Bcuz I love it too much.

Back in the day,
If I had a problem I'd hit her up.
Now times progressed
And her name has changed,
But the formula is still the same.
When them girls wit no names.
Cause me hurt and pain
Her voice tames my heart then
Clears the thoughts out my brain.
Her perfume opens my nose,
a unique fragrance of her own.
Like smoke her aura fills my lungs.
Her name may not last,
Yet her presence is always felt.
This more then love,
And we're more then friends.
Everything about her entices me
From her smile to her body
I want it all.
Her lips entice me while,
Her body entreats me for pleasure.
Yet her mind is last to know.
So much I can say about her.
Tho, her name is all I know.

At the end of the day all there is, is time.

Time wasted and time i no longer have.

Memories of times i once i had.

Reminiscing on old time.

Thinking about the good times.

But the time is now.

And this time your gone for good.

We're done for good there is no next time.

I miss the times of you and me together,

and loved the times we shared together.

Last time i thought it was forever.

This time i know to do it never.

Never again will I love full hearted,

Because half of my heart has departed.

The times we had were worth forever,

I should have known they wouldn't last forever.

My words are not understood by most,
like twister to one who is color blind. Unable to Comprehend
But sooner will my heart split in half
then I stop conveying my emotions on
this page. For the sounds of screaming
and the thought of grieving runs through my lungs and kidneys.
It is my very blood it gives me life
The desire to understand this
Is the desire of most men today
How is it that screaming gives birth
To the laughter that spews out of me

My words are not understood by most,
like twister to one who is color blind. Unable to Comprehend
But sooner will my heart split in half
then I stop conveying my emotions on
this page. For the sounds of screaming
and the thought of grieving runs through my lungs and kidneys.
It is my very blood it gives me life
The desire to understand this
Is the desire of most men today
How is it that screaming gives birth
To the laughter that spews out of me

I cannot say where you are,
Only how you make me feel.
Your slightest touch arouses me,
And voice evokes strong emotions
Your heart beating next to mines
Is an owl to a mockingbird.
When you smile my day begins,
Comparing your love only to the sun
A warm sensation felt within my body.
So beautiful it is to my eyes,
And so powerful that it warms me,
Even in the night when I can not see it.

Words slowly flow from my mind.
Uniquely filling pages with thoughts,
That I myself have created.
They are hard to comprehend,
So people are slow to understand.
Confused and bewildered people are
Looking at the meaning of my words
Maybe to die does not mean death
But a broken heart instead.
Thinking outside the box
Is an escape for some
An escape from a cruel reality.
The reality of life cruel and long.

Reflecting on the past,
Helps build a better future.
But why dwell in the past
When its only the future
That can be changed
If we focus on the present,
And make a positive effort.
We will have a positive future.

She looks in his eyes with desire,
and smiles and giggles at his thought
Her heart skips a beat in her sleep.
When she dreams of him.
She is locked in the shackles of love,
But not searching for the key.
Stranded on an island with him.
Is a treasured thought.
He is the sun and she is the moon,
So far apart,
Yet cherishes their brief moments together.

I feel so high when I'm with you.
Happier than a fien with his fix.
Feeling like I took my first hit.
An everlasting high you give me.
Nothing can bring me down.
No gravity I'll never come down.
Your voice boosts me like a
Black n Mild Way past cloud 9 I lost count.
They all look alike yet feel different.
When I saw you I felt different.
Not lust but love that's different.
Our thoughts are similar.
Your body is never unfamiliar.
My kiss brings you close,
And my touch makes you moan.
My body makes you hot,
But my love keeps you warm.

I hope tomorrow never dies
Even though I'm tired of today.
Like seasons life is always changing
A little better a little worse
Yet never expecting the storm.
It rages with strong emotions
The wind howls out of pain
And the lightning strikes silently,
And all is calm until the thunder hits,
A car crash it is loud and unexpected
All the way to your bone you can feel it
As if it is your bone itself breaking
A terrifying sound for most it is
Yet some listen to it peacefully
Bcuz they no the storm is almost over
They look to the shining future
Unlike we who can only see the present
How I await for the storm to be over.

I exhale...
Trying to relieve my vexation
Confusion builds below in the basement
The door is breaking, bulging
Will all my secrets divulge
Will the truth of my heart be shown
Once more I exhale
My thoughts are a mystery
So my breath brings truth
Bcuz my words are unheard of.
Let time tell the truth
Bcuz my feelings are in the past
So feel my breath
Feel my thoughts
Feel me as I exhale

Philosophers have out grown philosophy
So they set down their motions of peace
And pick up the mixtapes and cds
Of the artist that speak the truth
Tho, truthfully I believe,
Real artist can never become mainstream
Ideals of the underground
Shake the balance of the things
We watch on tv, Subliminal messages
and suggestive themes
I confess that I once was meshed
With the things they wanted me to be
Silent to world I had a voice but could not speak
Nothing special just a ***** from the streets
Had a lot of brains but lacked hope
So I became I refuge of anger and violence
A menace to society,
My hands seemed to find everything I need
My hope was stolen, So I stole whatever could fit in my jeans.
Misguided by the bad influence
As I grew I broke hold of the influence
Tho, still lived my life under the influence Sleepless nights, emotionless days
So I concocted a formula To make the pain go away
Let go of my anger Locked up my rage
Educated myself On matters of the new age
I found that’s nothing’s new
Besides the technology We’ve grown accustom to
People sale their souls
To get their face on the news
The media grabs their tongues Insolent fools,
Voices are silenced Or set to hide
When what they say Is what’s on their mind
The truth, Whispered to blind eyes
Now mentally I’m the Voltaire of this century
Learn your history I shall enlighten the