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647 · Jul 2012
History
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2012
Open up your english books and one day I'll be there...
This ***** headed boi who use to *** in his underware...
Just to say they were mine...
Well know im ****** on time...
So soon i will be history..
more then just a memory..
hosnestly...
I wont die before this prophecy...
Listening??
Understand this is more then just a destiny..
this write these words it is what makes me...
Defining...
Momments that you all will see..
so just stand up and follow me...
I saw a vision in my dream...
and all of us were kings and queens...
So start now, and put this in qoutation..
"I had a dream and all of us were Kings and Queens"
646 · Mar 2015
Eden
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2015
You are my garden of Eden
My tree of life
But your fruit is the good and the evil.
Which way is right..
I'm drowning in a sea of emotions...
I reached for the Apple..
And bit more than I can handle..
What a marvelous taste..
But now the losses are in View..
I could have had the world..
But now I just chew...
Because once I swallow..
There be nothing else I can do..

My Sins are in View..
I know to much now..
Should have listen to you..
No room for love now
We believe that isn't true..
Bitten by the snakes..
But your all I wanna do..
Drowning for your love
But now I just chew...
Because once I swallow
I'll never get another taste of you..
644 · Jul 2013
Tomorrow (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
I died twice, then you came...
Every night,I waited, tomorrow lied
See Today wasn't great as Yesterday
I jumped in two oceans blindfolded
I sank to the bottom floor...
And died again, *******, Tomorrow
6x6 6 lines, 6 words each line, each line a complete thought...Go!!!
641 · Jan 2016
I believe i see
Quentin Briscoe Jan 2016
From your eyes I see my soul...
For you look past my skin..
Connected at the roots...
Between God and Men..
I believe we can survive..
From the fruits you will supply..
For your soil is rich..
And you wings say you can fly..
You've already blessed me
beyond what I can feel..
This is an angels destiny..
I believe that you are real..
I believe
I believe in something still..
There was a time where I lost hope..
But that wound you have healed..
Connected beyond the flesh..
On a different conquest..
I can make a change..
I can be my best..
From just your love on my side..
I feel so alive..
For I can see my soul in your eyes..
And it tells me We'll never die...
641 · Oct 2013
Survive (6x6) *6x12*
Quentin Briscoe Oct 2013
Survive.  these     micromoments        if           you             dare
The        words               I.             suspended  into              life
Night.    fall,               love.                you         better           leave
In.          quick,        thoughts          should      things          regret
My.        sin.                  of.                never       forgetting    behind
Mind.**     runs              ******,          return      old                 me
What's a 6x6?
A 6X6 is 6 lines long.
There’re six words in each line.
Each line is a complete thought.
Every line stands on its own.
Together lines suggest a central theme.
We’re coming to get you haiku.

and a 6x12 is a 6x6 where both all lines and columns can read as separate 6 line poems
641 · Jun 2013
protect the head..(10w)
Quentin Briscoe Jun 2013
My waves aren't crashing....

hard enough.

I need a

NIGHTCAP....
637 · Aug 2013
Perfect Strorm
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
"Im looking for calm waters...
For this Storm is perfect"

As her waves crash against me…
I cry..
adding water to her sea…
She surrounds every inch…
I becomes we…
because I have not much to give..
because she already can supply everything for me…
and yet her waves crash against me…
our bodies become rough…
tossing each other around..
and around..
nothing falls out of place..
even as the world turns ..
she hold me in place..
crashing her waves against me…
I desire to be calmed..
I want her to know peace…
but her waves fell so good
when crashing against me…
636 · Aug 2014
Black Power (6x6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2014
Place knives to throats and slit
We all will bleed red blood..
I can't take off this Humanity
You see me as an infection
Killing us off, openly without question
I'll reincarnate Black again, But Panther...  

Shall I stand for this injustice
Even superhumans can be shot dead..
Ask the symbols MLK, and X
How do we unify our people
The people will never look colorless
Dying from the silent growing masses...

Outrageous oppositions ostracizing organized optimist outreach.
Taking time to think that's trail
Hearing hurtful harm, Hard heading home
Everyone experiences earth's eerie evil effects  
Reaching ramifications revolving round recent Revolts
Some Stay Silent, Some Shout Supercilious

Teach us How to Sit In
Stamp me with a Bobby Seale
Certify me to be a Leader
Protect me with Urban Newton's Laws
Let my fist again mean Power!!
May my tongue Gather the masses!!

Will you wait until its you..
Locked down behind their Military's Blockades
They already see you as animal..
Show your fangs Bare your Pride..
They need no reason, Give one!!
Make them fear beyond their thoughts...

I am the soul of America
We are the Backbone of Liberty    
The land that grows your fruits
Our Blood runs through every root
We taught you how to survive
Without Color you are only European....
635 · Jan 2012
As a Child
Quentin Briscoe Jan 2012
For as a man I stand strong and weak minded,
For there are things that i know I can not do...
But as a child I'm well guided,
For there is nothing I cant do..
As a man I walk around the mountian,
but as a child I can move it...
As a man I drown in the ocean,
but as a child I walk across it...
instructed...
As a man I can't break a wall,
but as a child I can make a whole city fall...
As a man I hide from the giant when battle calls,
but as a child I stand tall...
directed...
As a man my flesh gets weaker by the hour,
but as A child I have So Much POWER!!!!
634 · Jul 2013
The American Way... (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
Cut my pay, the American way
Then tax that pay some more,
Work all day for minimum wage
Then wonder why i can't afford,
Car note, rent I don't eat..
I never dreamed of being poor...
633 · Jan 2013
ONE...
Quentin Briscoe Jan 2013
with an all seening Eye...cuz for that green **** we all die...One... we aint one...were infested with legions...of demons...they call sin.. living with reasons...and a dollar will make her work...a penny would really hurt...comparing it with water while you pay to make it rain...cuz they compared it to water, you cant live with out your brain...trapped you in the circle to laugh and watch you die...nobody shot them in the head they only have but one eye...One vision..is there mission...and One dollar is the bill...foundation of the nation and no sgins of capital hill..just refreance to thier Origin what they feell is real...becarful how you fold it dont mess up the Great Seal... Cuz for people who hated Color Why would you use a Pyrimid...Cuz they found a secret when they vandilized the sphinx's head...dont get confused by my god...Cuz it might not be my GOD..my god my god we all turst in god...Cuz a dollars says we do...cuz we couldn't trust in silver, in gold or in You...but we turst in little bills...with pyrimids in great seals...cuz once any thing is buried it can see it all...So they buried the truth so you wont know at all...
631 · Sep 2012
kyrptonite
Quentin Briscoe Sep 2012
kyrptonite aint right...But to me if feels good..poison to my being but grab it like I should...grip and consume...taste and resume...I know its killing me but I like the comfort in my tomb... White silk sheets 1020 threads...kyrptonite buffet on 120 beds...eat until Im full..drink until Im dead...kyrptonite tonight? Want until Im fed...I got a queer eye...for those who live crooked...what happend... to your kyrptonite?.. I forgot that I took it....Staring at its power I feel weak in my knees...straight to my knees...weakin your knees...Cuz this battle becomes nutral...when weakness is seen mutral...Eyes on the green screen...and both of us are colored green...tonight..we dine in a roomfull of kryptonite...Cuz weakness would never be exposed if we all Loved Kryptonite....
621 · Aug 2013
College (10w)
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
I'm in Debit!!!
Why?
Because I wanted to Be Better....
620 · Feb 2013
Watch me work
Quentin Briscoe Feb 2013
You ever seen me move my left foot then my right...let the Bass drop it'll be a hell of a night..Im talkin body on speed, music on crack...Im a get down, girl make ya break ya back... I'm popper and a locker...A true show stopper...And when I work the floor it just ask for more... I'm a do what i do aint no touchin this...Ice cold to all the honeys, a true breezybrisk...Move quick with the fist, lighting with the feet...My sweat makes it rain, and the thunders in the beat... I'm a storm moving through, hurricane this....Destruction of the floor, break it down real quick...Dancing in my body, vibrations in my soul....******* in everybody, a rhythmic black hole...you'll party wit me brotha, ya girl will back it up...All together now, on the floor tear it up...Now back to my left foot over to my right...Eat ya vegetables I'm gonna Y.A.M tonight...
612 · May 2013
UnHealthy Thoughts....
Quentin Briscoe May 2013
Unhealthy thoughts running through my head and I don't know what to do with them, attempt or pass, or may be should I shoot em dead, but with what......my pistol or her heart which is failing to do its part, I'm standing in this pool of wonder when I start to wander. Keepin my feet still is the trick that i constantly skip, But I'm trying not to move but somethings killen my grove..........Pay me with 100 kisses give me what my heart misses, but slowly i find no way to heal these burses, My mind is in constant daze surrounded by thick haze, As I can't seem to breathe through this phase, But its something deep that says misbehave, Stay true to you to myself, but I can't be real if I'm standing by myself, Who knows I exist but me, is a Unicorn real if he believes but no one can see him, Is there a *** of gold at the end of a rainbow if there is no end to them.....Deep thinking for a fool, With yays and nays but no real news, Just random questions that leave him confused, A beautiful Lie can tell the truth but the ugly truth just tells me lies! what to do with my Wandering feet that stay still every time I start to sink...........
607 · Dec 2013
Myself (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Dec 2013
I feel like being myself Now
Now, I feel like being myself
I feel like Now being myself
Being myself now, I feel like
Myself Now, I feel like being
Feel Like I'm Now being Myself
What's a 6x6?
A 6X6 is 6 lines long.
There’re six words in each line.
Each line is a complete thought.
Every line stands on its own.
Together lines suggest a central theme.
We’re coming to get you haiku.
605 · Nov 2013
Thoughts
Quentin Briscoe Nov 2013
Thoughts
Maybe my words are not profound enough..
or my skin Ford tough...
But my Heart is something sweet..
and these thoughts are something that can't be beat...
If only I could pull them out..
In a fashion thats not round about...
And put them down evenly...
Maybe they would sound heavenly
Or good enough to catch your ears..
Or maybe bring your eyes to tears..
See the combination is what matters tho..
I just can't say any meeny miney moe..
But my thoughts, if i could just find a flow..
Maybe i could become a pro...
and Speak my thoughts to many lands..
in hopes that they will understand..
I don't write to be difficult...
just in hopes to create a miracle..
So surely soon i will work this out..
And create dreams without a doubt...
To heal souls, minds and hearts
With just the creation of my thoughts..
602 · May 2012
America
Quentin Briscoe May 2012
The Super Computer
01000001011011010110010101110010011010010110001101100001

Has been infected
Controled  
Hi jacked from the out
No hacked from the inside
You no longer have the control you wish
Over
01000001011011010110010101110010011010010110001101100001
Stop looking over seas for the problem
cuz this is happening enternaly
we need an anti virus program
called Truth
and feed it to our youth
because nothing can function on lies
Or eles the Super computer dies
So lets Debug this thang
lets get it functioning
properly
not normally
So lets calm down the hysteria
and Debug 01000001011011010110010101110010011010010110001101100001
599 · Feb 2013
not the Psycho path (10w)
Quentin Briscoe Feb 2013
I date ugly girls.......
because I'm attracted....
To Beautiful Women
some people look at you crazy....
592 · Jul 2012
July
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2012
I have seen the future, and in the end You all die...
or maybe it was just a dream cuz some how I still surived...
alone...
or maybe that was just a metaphor for how I feel...
Cuz its like I miss May so bad that I tend to hate June...
Support systems became low since May Left me In June...
telephone use to ring praises and misbehaviors...
so I always tried my hardest to stay away form bad behaviors...
But...
Now I float along...
cuz that proud feeling is gone...
Cuz May brought me those flowers that the winter could never take...
The spring could never make..
and the wind could never break..
But now those things are no more...
on hall ways and cold floors...
Of places she once kept warm...
smiling faces that once held form...
but now just drag the ground...
an I just hang around...
by myself..
cuz time said it wont help...
He wont go back for me...
Or Move forwad to the end...
Cuz You all die in the End...
The Law wont save the sons...
The sons cant up hold the Law...
And MAy will Always Pass in June...
Be cause she said In His WILLIAM...
And Into Dust You turn...
And I stil stand around ...
the same way I walk now...
alone...
Hoping that my sun will Shine in that clear blue sky....
Cuz tears Ran Strong In June, But Now it is JULY...
June has been a rough month for me these past 5 years ever since my Grandma died whos name happened to be May...But that God its July
592 · Nov 2011
scared of me?
Quentin Briscoe Nov 2011
Yarn!!!Let me put on my mask...so I can do what I'm asked...i look good...Fly boi, take off my hood... So its almost time for scare...So I double dare...You to see whats underneath...these jordan #VI sneaks...these ture ligon jeans...and clavin klein sleeves...I dare you see...the thing I could be..The monster in me...Its crazy..So let me take off my mask..cuz thats what you asked...What do you see...You scared of me???....#truth
589 · Mar 2013
I can't help it (10w) x2
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
Your so fine!
You turn
me into
a
*******
Pervert.


All I want to do
is
***** you....

Hammer Style!!
the only ******* here is she's socket and all i got is a Hammer...
Quentin Briscoe Feb 2015
I've been wounded...
By the one part of me that said
"I will never hurt you"
Weight...
Of Humanity placed in my cup..
As I sit in this Garden..
Trying to regrow dead seeds..
I choke.. On
My empathy..
Realizing that this
Death is just the begging...
Of a War...
1 million years in the making..
I can't save them all..
From the genetic codes..
Already intrinsically connected
Inside my sins. ...

-Signed
Psychosuperhero..
585 · Jul 2013
Look me in the Feet
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
My eyes can make you feel obligated...so look at my shoes and tell me you love me...Cuz they'll show you where i been...And if you don't love that then.....let me keep using them to walk away...Because my bags aren't that heavy.... but my shoes are kinda *****...You feel me...I ain't always been in the right place...so don't look me in the face..that body part didn't run the race...But its what you can do with my feet that I care about..How high will you lift me...will you put me in flight....a high night after night after night...Can you love me when my eyes are closed..see that is the trick...and my voice is all you get...not sense...no I mean mumbles, moans, and mashing...do you love the tone...the man behind the eyes...love me when you're alone...Cuz my eyes can make you feel convicted...and my lips will leave you scorn...But my feet won't ever lie...Now what will you say to I...Its ok just repeat...exactly what you just said to my feet...
583 · Apr 2014
LLL (Letter to Lois Lane)
Quentin Briscoe Apr 2014
Dear Lois,
I wish I could be your SuperMan.. but I'm nothing more than a human...working on life...and I don't have the power to give you every thing you want in life...this mortal flesh tho venerable was heaven sent...let me be your angel and fly you to heaven with my finger tips...10 ways to love you
...
1. Always *** late...
What's the fun in being early...when you haven't even gotten there yet!
Shoot we can always come together...
2. Own stress *****..
.so that I can relive my stress before I get to you
But strengthen my grip so I'll never loose hold of you.
3.Sing to you....
I know I'm no Marvin Gaye...but I'll never be a Chris brown...but I might just bow wow and hold you down!
Sophisticated like I'll be Nat King Cole...But you might need a little Ruffin cuz your my favorite temptation..
4. Work out...
I gotta stay a fit for you. For Ill never know when I'll need to rescue you...I know you can hold your own but I want to always be able to lift you. No matter how heavy your baggage gets. Be your fantasy with my shirt on and my shirt off..in a crowded room or if it's just us...
5. Eat your cooking...
6. Keep a job even if we're living a dream...
7.Invest into you..
Hold all the bonds in your stock.. place my time in you hands..for I know that you are something worth investing in..cherishing...Be your CEO...run **** when your not around...but listening carefully to your directions so we won't go down...
8. Take you on dates...
Yes McDonald's counts!! Unless your a Vegan then you'll just have to watch me eat...and cook when we get back from the movies...I'll bring some Kale Chips..Show you brand new worlds that we will explore together... keep you on your toes...you ll never know where we're gonna go.
9. Tell you your like wine..
How you intoxicate me...to bliss...sometimes I might get a headache...be hung over...but I'll run right back to you...how you age so well that I look forward to enjoying you years later...I'll spend a lot on you..keep you well preserved and I'll sip you smell you enjoy you...mine mine mine...
10. Create Love with you...
As we right our own definitions...on canvases...of paper..hallways...bedrooms... car seats...PTA meeting...church pews...Classrooms...amusement parks...bowling alleys...Movie theaters...and Skin....
History between an man and his woman....

But remember Im not no Superman but I will do my best to be the best that I can...

Love,
Clark Kent.
576 · Mar 2012
Lost angels
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2012
There are demons among us, angels in disguse..
We dont know the difference, they all came from the sky..
but we all walk on earth, heads up in the clouds...
Would you know his vocie, if he was screaming out loud...
Or do we think he's paper, materialistic dreams...
money making favors, thats just what it seems...
These demon playing angels, catch you with there schemes...
Tell You that happiness, is found in all these things..
Gravitate to the lavish life, cuz that weights stronger....
and let go of the free fall, into a deeper hunger...
So we over eat, indulge, and over treat...
Not carring bout the brother you left hungry on the street..
forget about his need...
He waisted his own life,we live a different type of greed...
Cuz we only care about ourselves...
Responsiblity,hahaha put my kids up on the shelves...
Thats what my father did....
So I'll follow in his foots steps,not the ones mommy lived...
Thats alright we say,thats alight...
A way for you to cope,with the things that wasn't right...
The lavish livng life, the one this money gave...
The one I'll never get, but ill keep tryin to the grave...
Wheres the mind set,where is the heart in that...
Do you ever remember your mission, it wasn't about that...
You were sent to save the world..
all my boys and girls...
But if money is all you breathe, then you'll never believe...
And The whole world is lost in your greed...
575 · Jun 2013
Creation
Quentin Briscoe Jun 2013
What have my words really Created
other than feelings...
Emotions
and
Misinterpretations...
573 · Dec 2013
Honestly
Quentin Briscoe Dec 2013
My honesty is never understood...But everybody loves my lies!!

I wanna be completely open...but my past may not rest well..may not die easy..I mean..I may not past the test...if you knew the ones before I cheated..did you know I'm in love...With multiple people...But I know right then you'll say then you don't know what love is!!! But I am love...the purest definition...in my dictionary...But I'll never fit into yours...beside Prince Charming...If you knew I was 25 when I woke up a 17 year old sleeping beauty...My demons cloud my perfection...I a man baby couldn't you tell...I thing with my head...I love to hear you yell...Why are you surprised..but again I'll could never tell you that's my intentions..you rather hear my falsifications...and fall head over heals in to this fantasy...that won't end happy because you never fell in love..with what you asked for...My Honesty..
568 · Jan 2013
deeper u love me
Quentin Briscoe Jan 2013
You attract my curiousities...
but what about the realer me...
you show me possiblities....
but not enough to capture me...
please dont take this literally...
Im just speaking momentarily...
because I've seen some prophecies...
looking through my fantacies...
If you could only see...
what they are tellin me...
Things I thought could never be...
the deeper you start loving me....
568 · Sep 2013
Man thought....
Quentin Briscoe Sep 2013
I'm a man And You should want me to have a Man perspective....My manliness should not scare you...but ****** you...it should not frighten but bewilder...make you wonder...You should trust me to lead you from my man perspective...But if you don't trust me to do...Then why is there me and you...If you can't respect what i do then you can gladly leave... I will listen to you but don't nag me please...because that man in me will surely start to grieve...See it's the way I see things...I'll consider you opinion...but if it makes no sense then it will never be an option...So you can not judge me from a mans point of view...when you are a woman ,and I don't expect you to...so why do you expect me to think like a woman...when thats not what you're attracted too.....
566 · Nov 2013
sucka (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Nov 2013
I'm a sucka for beautiful women...
Taking my breath away I'm speechless...
One May cause me to flatline
Of All the things that ****
My ****** would be a beauty
Own your life and my seed
563 · Jul 2013
World (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
World, You are still so round..
The depths of you are encased...
I dug through and reached daylight...
If flat I would have died...
Heaven, You're just a perfect belief
Way Past this cold darkened Space...
6 lines, 6 words each line... Each line can stand alone... Go
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2014
I question myself... When was the last time....
I've been all work ... No time to unwind...
Yesterday..Today....All of last week...
I've been grinding...for a purpose...
I can't stop for one day...
But if I did , if I stopped for just one day ...
I would be all play... Forgetting my cares...
Walking barefoot in the sand...hair down...
Laughing... Just one day ,
forget the master plan..
But what if it would have been the plan all along...
to relax...release my stress... the manipulation of free will..
My soul would be talking to me...
So easy to feel when I let go of the world and just be me..

My destiny, my purpose...to ensure I still exist.
Waking me back up, hitting me on the insides...
I don't want to resist ... Bring it into creation ... What always did exist
Truth....that I gotta grind to survive...can't get lost inside this mind.
Being a slave to a time frame... 9-5 causing all my distress ...
Wasting me away... Suppressing my talent and keeping it at bay...
an honest days work... But I could do better... I'm suppose to be GREAT I say... But is it too late?
To be a rebel! A guerilla on a mission..
to feed life into a nation of deadbeats..speak words like an apostle...
until they're willing to crucify me...John the Baptist me..
Better yet Kennedy...Malcolm X...Realize my Potential and straight up King Me!
Check mate because everyone that was great, met a similar fate.
There is no debate . You wanna be great.... Then you gotta be brave...
Pray for courage, because theses hate filled people will discourage ....
Like prior examples and media samples..
Propaganda, but the truth of it...lies within the proof I spit....
wake up and smell the **** piles...wake up and see the waste land...
we are in the matrix and you chewing the wrong pill..
because life feels good when your frozen under a deep chill...
Reality the land of the lazy, non doers,
pessimist unaware of their own personal power ... Reality ...
Why do they hug this coward..
Why can't we hug a ****...perception fed...through a long tube of B,S
Deception.... as I place my feet in the sand...
that the beach is as good as it gets..
Fighting against society rules yet embracing the truths ...
A **** might have a good heart... But how did he get that name...
Probably bad news ... I want to give him a chance but I won't be the fool...
Just my luck ... Society flips a coin and I'm stuck ...
Stuck in an earth suit... Yet my spirit is it's own world ,
no matter where I'm at... I feel the sand between my toes...
I choose to bring happiness in my soul.. Everywhere I step...
Joy....From the bottom of my soles..
My light glows and shows...as I remember I've been working just as hard...
so maybe the sand might just be doing its job....
All I have to do is be my true self... That's the energy...
Straight from the source... The best light I know... Used to create me...
For I am temple...as God flows through out me!
collab I did with one Jewel Sweeting!! Wonder if anyone can tell out lines apart...lol
558 · May 2012
blessings (haiku)
Quentin Briscoe May 2012
This tree fell down here,
A robin lost her babies
I just lost my roof...
558 · Jul 2012
Channel Orange
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2012
Let the Ocean run orange...And the sky flash white...and fill my mind with dreams...stories of your visions through orange light beams...and i'll have scottie bring them up...in conversation where space wont fill up..Cuz stars ocuppy..the iris eye..white sky...and die...Leaving a fools gold dusting over crops...and they richly consume thinking that the wealth will never stop...when it never truly began..fate of a star repeated over and over again...But frankly this Ocean swims good...and cleans the fools dust to see it for what he should...Art that should not be consumed...but shared...Not a quick search for fame...or a ticket to wins life game..but the nice scratch you get from old Vinyl...That new sound we found from a Orange Channel
inspired by Frank Ocean's Channel Orange!
554 · Jul 2013
Rain.....B
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
It's gonna get better...
When the fall comes...
And the rain blows
God promised..
rainbows...
Not butterflies..
When eggs hatch..
Cobras grow..
Thats life man...
Rain Blows...
553 · Jul 2013
Justice (6x6)
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2013
Justice** Justice can I get more...
Is life that simple to take.
Not breath, I mean behind bars..
Granted is freedom to the guilty..
In hopes to call court fair..
Florida, every killer wanna live there..
553 · Jan 2012
Its Not Me
Quentin Briscoe Jan 2012
Dont recongnize me thats ok..Ill make you see,...
i dont do this for my name i do this so you see...
blinded eyed people im hopen that i can heal...
This is brialle that im writting hopen that you just feel...
Every word that Im saying even if you cant hear...
Sometimes to see u just need to shed a couple tears..
.dirt in your eyes distraction from whats ahead...
For He keeps you alive your the reasons why... He Bled..
im just a messenger, just another type sinner...
Writting in your Languge, Yeah the dude delivers...
So I open up my mouth, but Im not he who speaks...
For He gave me what to say, You just hear it in my speech...
So what is it aboout me, that makes you want to be like me??..
What you see is not me, i just need You to believe Thee...
#Icantcontrolthis
550 · Aug 2013
The power of prayer!!
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
On my knees at the altar...the altar of the corner of which way, and no way...I fell...too tired to walk,too beaten to stand...I was at the moment when Rocky went down..that moment when meteor man lost his powers I was defenseless..by myself I just needed help..So I looked to the sky..and rain began to fall..gently on my face...I prayed...For an answer...for a guidance..I prayed for a peace...and strength not rest but strength to continue on....and the more I prayed the heavier the rain...It washed my tears... cleaned my wounds..the blood was washed away and my cuts were soothed...I prayed for a better day.. for all who would pass my way, I prayed... for wisdom to change the things I had caused to go awry...I prayed for people who have past where I am laid on the street and died before the win!! I prayed!! And the storm passed over!! And the sun began to rise...and a new day began...as I stood and walked 1000 more miles...
550 · Apr 2014
Purpose
Quentin Briscoe Apr 2014
Everyone is put on earth for a purpose.......
So until I fulfill the purpose I am protected...
But
What if I have already fulfilled my purpose and Am no longer needed.....
What is keeping me alive?
My good deeds....My faith? or Love....
He'll call me home one day....
But how great I am I destined to be?
What if this is it for me...
I mean what If I reached my plateau?
Or what is My purpose all along was to die....
To show someone that life is not something to be taken for granted....
Or To show someone that there is a Love so great that someone would die trying to save theirs...
So in my last moments of life. I think my first Question will be did I fulfill my purpose?
or did I just waste every chance that I was given....
My request wouldn't be sorrow I wouldn't want you to cry
But
I would want you to leave me messages answering the question I will never know the answer to....Do You feel I fulfilled my purpose?
545 · Jul 2014
Revalutionary
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2014
Stay Positive....
Or Fight the Power!!!
I'm a cool cat
cover me in Black
One fist in the air
and the other with a Gat.
Fight the laws of Physics
Huey Newton That...
Blow up fort Knox
We don't even use that..
So that Gold up on your neck
don't mean a thing
I'm steal a oil well
and rock me a Gas Chain..
I'm warning you world
you got my back against the wall
Do you know that my tongue
could assassinate you all...
The era ain't ready..
This vision is scary..
I'm a treat to the peace..
that's why they want me deceased
Start a united revolution
I'm bout to hit the streets..
cause the way it look now
that's where I'm bout to sleep...
all I got is passion
and seeds
revelational creeds.....
Father Ideas with
supernatural needs..
tatatatata
the death of a King
but the birth of a Savior
What a beautiful Thing!!!
540 · Apr 2012
blank pages
Quentin Briscoe Apr 2012
And yet my page goes blank...Full of A lil bit of nothing and a whole lot of space...Which has turned in to a lot...of white..or blue, red, beige, or black
What ever color the paper is...Emptiness...The beginning stages of depressions...the first wave of creative supression...but then eletric sparks..light waves of electrons flowing from my left lobe to my right hand....From my ego to my id...Reaction...satisfaction...Then ink, lead, chalk, what ever I can grab hold of...blood...I would stain this space with blood...for these words will forever be a piece of me...Forever be the life of me....The death in me...And Words fill up my void..the artisic fasination of a blank page...That has been splattered with musical notes of my rhythm...composer...after composure...chaos...after breath...and then masterpice...Wala the ****** to the story...The finale' to the show...The perfect piece of expression upon the page...And as it is turned...My page goes blank Once again...
540 · Apr 2013
Guts to be a Hero
Quentin Briscoe Apr 2013
When the time comes I pray the Lord gives me the Guts....

                               To Be A Hero!

Cuz I dont want to be remembered...
I just don't want to be forgotten
And with no guts
I have no glory
No author to my story,

I just want to know i saved a life
just like he saved mine
because I wanna be like him so much
That I want to make that sacrifice
                                    For love...
people call me "crazy"
                                cuz I said "I'd jump..."
jump in front of a hundred bullets
                               in front of a speeding train,
                                                             out of a plane....
if I knew it meant someone else could live
My woman says I'm selfish
                              cuz what about her...
and I reply, "what if it was her..."

My soul wants to save you all
but my body can only shield one...
My mind thinks of ways...
hoping my words can do it all...
shield,
          save,
                  and change
Each thought, each syllable..
that flows deep within my veins
I hope they come out ****** and such,

                                         Covered in a whole lot of Guts...

Lord give me the guts to be Hero...
            Because I know...
Only You can save the world!!!
538 · Apr 2013
I wish you better....
Quentin Briscoe Apr 2013
I don't know if you were raised By animals..
I never thought that song to be true
"Be kind to your web footed friends..."
                 You know the rest..
                       Don't you...
Every line every word
Brings me to grasp with you!!
That my little bit of pain
looks like spit to your rain!!

                   I don't think that I could cope              I don't think I could take
                   with my parents on Dope...                      All the hate
                   Cuz I'd be strung up too                             And bottle it all up
                   Wit my pupils dialated...                              To stay alive
                     and dreams stilled...                                       without love

Cuz the system would have only confused
they try to give a home
to everybody eles liter
and I would feel like Im in a dump
Just another piece of colored trash..
That a lot of people call ****
cuz it smells
like it was pushed out of an *******

I don't know You
don't know if its ture...
But I pray for you
The deeper the darkness
The brighter your emotion
and I hope you find a light....

                             But All i know is it must ****
                         To inevitably have been raised by Ducks....
To Inevitably raised by Ducks.. Every Piece you write makes me Pray that this is not what your really going through! and Every Piece you write make me feel like if I don't feel anything after reading this then I'm an insensitive ****! So know that even tho I have know idea who you are I feel every word and I am praying for you!
534 · Mar 2013
memo
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
but this cup is altering my mentality...every piece of women is looking fine to me...but in reality...they all look like you...because not any one cares about me, its true...that I'm just another thirsty male...chasing after bodies...but that stereotype I will fail..I want to change her memories...so listen to the memo... I'm changing my M.O....cuz this cup can't save me....and neither can your memories...so starting right now change your point of view...Create a new memo I'm counting on You...
532 · Nov 2011
your Heart
Quentin Briscoe Nov 2011
Did you forget that i Claimed it.... That once i did name it.... Took a picture and framed it... Now that is dead you can blaim it .... So your heart over here... that I took out of there....I wasn't tryin to give it back.... "I love you" was supose to be fact... But know I see your eyes.... and there tell me it was lies... All of the kisses and hugs.... the laughs and the loves....were just a simple way to get what you want....took what i had and now you want to be blunt...With all the layers of hate i still have your heart....and now that your gone you relize your still missing your most important part...not your arm not your leg...not you chest or your head...not your lips or your knees...nor you lungs that can breathe... but your falling apart...cuz you dont have your heart... Yeah you got wat you want...the correct texted and the font...but the page is not ready to read...because your still missing what you need...see i hold the ink...as your all out of sync...You cant find the smile...you havent seen in a while...cuz its still in my name...the one you dont claim...I know that you need it...and that your still looking for it....its just a shame that you forgot that i have it...
530 · Mar 2013
Save me!! (10w)
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
With lips like yours
I'm going to need emergency
Resuscitation!!!!
528 · Dec 2012
flawed
Quentin Briscoe Dec 2012
Im flawed, cursed in sins I comit again and again....consciously unaware...that i have no control...the only weapon I produce is prayer..and I sometime fail to that...when Im under attack...so i just fall in to another PWO camp and wait...roting away...day after day because I forgot to pray...but then the enemy's flag is captured and I am set free...because everyday i was in the wretched place I prayed...and it was heard. I cry thank you to the most high..he who has delivered me...But Im so flawed in Sin..that I wand up in the enemy's camp again...and again...and again....consciously unaware...that all I must do is pray..
527 · Jul 2014
Beauty in the Ugly Things
Quentin Briscoe Jul 2014
We Find beauty in the ***** things...
the dirt beneath my finger tips.....
The black of my soles...
These scares against my skin..
These burns around my soul...
I've unwillingly given myself to many
countless times
I've used needles
To find that place over the rainbow
Where is the sun...
As I lay in this pit of Quick sand
nose above land
I breath with rocks against my chest...
Yet I survive!
Beauty in this ***** thing
Is not the appearance I put forth
but the story I left behind....
527 · Oct 2014
Stone Home
Quentin Briscoe Oct 2014
Stone home....

October 13, 2011 at 11:45am

Broken walls crumbling pounds of rock...

That doesn't seem to stop..

cracking...

breaking....

This use to be a beautiful thing...

Where joyous souls would sing...

but now its just crumbling...

rotting...

Vines that once supported the beauty...

Now have consumed it entirely...

envading..

counsuming...

The gray blocks of stone...

that once was a home...

But now its just nothing...

decaying...

Emptiness that once was full...

of life, passion, fule...

living....

breathing...

Things that have been forgotten..

By this home that has rotten...

Slowly in time fading...

dying...

The love that once held it strong...

With the glue of its good song...

supporting..

loving...

Now is just empty space...

Stone dying in place...

Can you imaging its great beginning..

(ending)......
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