"iight" poems
I want to ruin you
not in the
"Yeah bro I got that girl in my bed and we ****** until she couldn't breathe and yeah I guess it was iight for me"
no
I want to ruin you in the Ernest Hemingway
way
I want your favorite song to be so haunted by our memories that it causes you to call me when the first note is played
I want to be the cloud on your sunshine of a day
when I'm not around
I want to be the guest that's overstayed
the one the housekeeper can't turn away
because they've grown fond of the smiles they greet each other with when they pass in the halls
I want to be the chocolate left on your pillow
The dust that you don't remove from your window
I want to be your favorite thimble
that you when you're sewing up my patchy sweats that I can't bear the throw away because I like the way they cling to my hips
I want to cling to yours lips
I want to be your favorite sweater that you wear to sleep at night
I want to hold your head like a pillow
I want to catch your dreams with thread woven through my fingertips and I'll even tie on some feathers
and you'll say I was create by the ancient cherokee tribe
I want to be the contact that protects those beautiful eyes
I want to kayak down the waterfalls they produce when you find out bad news
Yes
I want to ruin you
But I want you to ruin me, too.
Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 8:23 PM UTC
In a world full of darkness
Aren't we all blind
Or do you seek the truth
Truth seeking dummies
I've seen dim reflections
Fathom a non existence
As you read in and between the lines
Imagine the voice I speak
We seek
We want when we breathe
I seethe trying to make it better
In a world full of darkness
I'm not expendable
More flexible or malleable
With heavy retention
Seen for the unhurt ugly
Some say pretty hurts
Who are you to say it does or doesn't
A lier until proven guilty
Sweet water can still be sour milk
The tang of value
The value of people such
The people I value to much
Such naive imbeciles
Don't cry for I love you
Even though I can't see you
In a world full if darkness
Let there be Iight
Let the stubborn flourish with good wits
Let it be and be what prospers
Turn rocks into smooth stones
Walk on the warm ice
devalue contradictions
Admit when wrong or right
And if not
Remain that dim stained light in the stained dark room
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC
This is for the seasoning of ya brain,
Hits harder than fresh cut *******
It's simple and plain,
Light my jane, only of few of us is sane, in a world so insane vain,
Once I found my essence deadly presence,
When I creep with the instincts,
Slow to blink, saw death many a times left my conscious to stink,
Couldn't keep the filth from my mind,
Now I'm focused on the divine,
Align my spine, to the three routed pyramids
Check the cold digs,
Stars glistening like water to wind whispering, tell me when,
The time is right to strike, baggy jeans neo shirt with that Cortez nikes,
Iight let's get it on, you in the way of a don,
Y'all stay swimming in pondz,
While I'm the ocean coasting, yaht looking fat but in far from boasting,
Champagne toasting, we living the good life gotta good wife,
Who pinned to my life, forfeited enemies equals a blazing victory,
Sweet as hickory, barbecue ya view patience is virtue, I thought I told you,
I move at the pace of a snake, carefully await before I strike the bait,
Tongues a sword master mic lord, quick to gilloutine slow string the chords,
Of a vocal some say I'm loco, stay laced with the cocoa, performance ocho,
Bed *** make the sheets wet, lay trips that my girl will never forget,
Iight it's no regrets, ice riveted on the Rolex treat everyday like it's that last rep,
Squeeze out darkness let me shine sparks
To this,
I stay on top like Ludacris, some take it as a diss, I'll just dismiss,
The true lyricist judge only by the finest,
Diamonds princess,
Stand in line and witness, the greatest scene youve ever seen,
Mar 15, 2022
Mar 15, 2022 at 4:33 AM UTC