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PROnouns by: Adebayo Dawodu


- acknowledgement I am grateful to God for his many blessings. I am a living miracle and it’s not a lie. I’ve been surrounded by incredible people. I have a deep appreciation for the simple beauty in life. This book would not be possible without my incredible family. I would name them all but let’s just say i am one of fifteen children. Family is very important to me and I love everyone of them and for the roles they play in my life. After God and Family comes friends. I must admit that I have the best group of friends in the whole universe. They all respect me and accept me for who and what I am, and believe me I am a handful at times. Life is about relationships and this project has enabled me to cultivate more relationships. For everyone that has ever believed in me, supported me or even wish me well, I am beyond grateful. Like I always say, I wasn’t born this way, I am a product of my environment and I thank God and the hands that raised me. I’ll save the best for last. Folasade my love, thank you for being there through this process. Thanks for not leaving even when you feel like you are stuck with an artist, I love you and God loves you. There is no better way to say thank you than to simply say, Thank You. Images and text © 2013 by Adebayo Dawodu All Rights Reserved For more information about Adebayo’s Work, please visit: www.pronouns.co www.symplx.com


He Fears Father Living to Love A Taste of... Smiles over Six Pack Moments You Pluck My Nerves Why I loved you Take Time I Don’t Want To Complicate Your Life If My World Was Perfect Essense Match Maker Plain Words Beautiful Mind Woman Introduce Me To Your Mother Shadows Satisfaction Struggles September’s Blues I’m Dreaming One Day I will Love After Dreams Irony Of Hate Brains It’s Never Odd Do You See What I see? Yes We Can! Googleable The Artist


HE FEARS HE FEARS THAT HELLO WILL SOON BE BYE AFTER TIME IS BORROWED, STOLEN, HEARTS BROKEN. MIND BENT INTO HALF NOTES LIKE LYRICS WITH NO MELODIES. NO GROoVE TO MOVE TO AND BLISS SINKING IN QUICKSAND. HE’S FILLED WITH PERIODS WITH NO SENTENCE, PAST TENSES ACTING AS NOW EXPERIENCES. HE CAN’T SEE PAST A GIRL IN HER ever SINCE THAT GIRL DID HIM WRONG. SO THIS GIRL IS JUST Another GIRL TO HIM, WHILE SHE COULD BE THE GIRL FOR HIM, THIS MAN IS SCARED. HE’S A STORYTELLER, SHE’s A FORTUNE COOKIE BUT THE FUTURE IS SOMEWHERE BEYOND REACH. HE SAYS HI, SHE LOOKS BACK WITH A SKEPTIC EYE. HI BACK WITH A TRIVIAL GAZE, SHIELDED HEART. NO CLUES ON HOW TO MOVE ON BEYOND THE FIRST DATE. HE’S LONELY, LOOKING FOR WHOM TO GIVE HIS HEART TO, BUT THEY JUST MET, AND HE’S SCARED. OF WHAT...? NO ONE KNOWS, BUT HIS MIND SEEMS TO BE PLAYING TRICKS ON HIM, THINKING SHE’s TESTING HIM. HER MIND MIGHT BE TOO DEEP FOR HIM, SO HE STAYS IN PLAIN VIEW. FOCUSED ON WHAT HE CAN SEE, DEEPER or farther THAN EYESIGHT CAUSES FRET. BOTH LIVING IN CONCLUSION, WHILE THEIR PAGE REMAINS EMPTY. THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN THINKING AND NOT DOING, AND HE’S GUILTY OF BOTH - THINKING AND NOT ACTING. HE NEEDS HER, BUT DON’T WANT HER, SHE WANTS HIM BUT DON’T NEED HIM, HENCE WHY THEIR FUTURE STANDS STILL. I LOVE YOU... LIKE... LOVE IS REAL... ARE LIKE LYRICS TO A SONG that HE LIKES BUT CAN’T SING thEM, AND WHEN HE TRIES, HE SINGS IT OFF TUNED - LIKE ASKING HER ON A DATE. SHOWING UP AN HOUR LATE. CHEAP IDEAS! DINNER SERVED OVER CHEAP IDEAS. CHECK PLEASE! EXPECTING HER TO PAY ON THE FIRST DATE. STORY TELLING LIKE - I WILL GO SKY high FOR YOU, BUT CAN’T KEEP BALANCED ON EARTH. THIS MAN IS BEYOND SCARED, HE’S WEAK! WEAK MeN LEADs HER ON, BREAK HER HEART, and Leaves HER BEHIND. SHE’S FREE FALLING, WHILE HE’S CRAWLING . AS SHE’S LANDING, MEN HE’S RUNNING. THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN THINKING AND NOT DOING. HE’S GUILTY OF BOTH THINKING AND NOT ACTING. HE NEEDS HER, BUT DON’T WANT HER. SHE WANTS HIM BUT DON’T NEED HIM, HENCE WHY THEIR FUTURE STANDS STILL.

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WORDS TURN SINFUL BETWEEN HIS LIES AND HALF TRUTHS. HE WILL NEVER LIE TO HER. BUT HE CAN’T TELL THE TRUTH TO HER THAT HE’S JUST SCARED.

Her mind might be too deep for him, so he stays in plain view. Focused on what he can see, deeper or farther than eyesight causes fret

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MY FATHER WASN’T THERE GROWING UP, SO I NEVER REALLY MISSED HIm, BUT I’LL CRY IF HE DIED. DADDY DIDN’T DO FOR ME LIKE HE DID FOR THEM, BY THEM I MEANT HIS FRIENDS. MISSED BIRTHDAYS. MISSED HOLIDAYS. MISSED MANY AND OTHER SPECIAL DAYS BUT HE’S A GREAT MAN. I AM ONE OF FIFTEEN. LAST BORN OF MY MOTHER TO MY FATHER. I MUST BE SPECIAL THEN BECAUSE SHE LEFT HIM AFTER ME. MY FATHER LOVED MY MOTHER BUT SHE LEFT HIM AFTER NINE KIDS - HER 2ND CHILD, ME. WHICH MEANT, HE HAD eight OTHER KIDS PLUS ME BEFORE TURNING fourty. two WIVES, ten KIDS BEFORE TURNING FIFTY AND I SAID, MY FATHER IS A GREAT MAN. I CAN COUNT HOW MANY GIFT I GOT FROM MY FATHER. I CAN COUNT HOW MANY TRIPS I TOOK WITH MY FATHER. BUT I CAN NEVER SAY HOW MANY TIME I MISSED MY father. I DO REMEMBER ONE THING, MAYBE A FEW THINGS, A FEW WORDS, SOMETIMES WHEN SOME THINGS BECAME CLEAR ABOUT MY FATHER. STANDING AT A FUNERAL, A MAN CAME AND SAID - YOUR FATHER IS A GREAT MAN. THOSE WORDS STUCK AS THEY PATH FROM THE OLD MANS LIPS. DIDN’T SAY HE WAS A GREAT FATHER, BUT THEN AGAIN, THERE WASN’T MUCH HE could have GIVEn me AS A FATHER, HENCE WHY - I WILL LIFT UP MY EYES UNTO TO THE HILLS - FROM WHENCE COMETH MY HELP? MY HELP COMES FROM THE LORD,WHO MADE HEAVEN AND EARTH... AND MY FATHER! HIS ABSENCE MADE THESE WORDS TRUE to me. SO WHICH IS BETTER, MY FATHER’S PRESENCE OR our father’s BLESSINGS. YES MY FATHER IS A GREAT MAN. YOU MAY THINK I SAY THIS BECAUSE I’M AN OPTIMIST. NOT QUIET, EVENTHOUGH AN OPTIMIST I AM. EVEN SO, OPTIMISM IS A TRAIT I GOT FROM HIM DESPITE HIS ABSENCE. OVER TIME I’VE LEARNED TO LOVE HIM. STILL DON’T MISS HIM BUT I RESPECT HIM. MANY THINGS CAN BE SAID OF GREAT MEN BUT I CAN SAY ONE OF MY FATHER - HE IS A GREAT MAN. MY FATHER WASN’T THERE GROWING UP, SO I NEVER REALLY MISSED HIM BUT I LOVE HIM AND IF HE DIED, I’LL CRY. THEY SAY THE JOY OF A FATHER IS IN THE GLORY OF HIS SON, AND NO MAN CAN RAISE A KING ALONE BUT MY FATHER BIRTH A SON. MY FATHER WASN’T THERE GROWING UP, SO I NEVER REALLY MISSED HIM BUT EVERYONE WHO KNOWS HIM TELLS ME - YOU ARE YOUR FATHERS CHILD; AND I KNOW IF HE DIED I WILL MISS HIM AND CRY


LIVING TO LOVE I have never wished for anything more than to love. The question is who? Who is more deserving than I? whose being is large enough to capacitate this purest form of art and delight? See, I love because I am fathered by love, My whole being is confIgured with the equations of love. So I’ve been in love with myself, And no one can love me better than I, And I too wish to love another more than me, one who is More deserving than I. Eyes are blinded to her, yet I see her, Her meaning love. Because, HER ignites all the senses of my system, ShuffLes the dynamics of my functions. Like hearing what I taste, Tasting what I see, Feeling what I heard, and yet still understanding all in it truest form. In God I love, for God I love, with God I loved love into loving me, In true fact, my true being is love. God is Love, I am like god, so that makes me God in Love. And yes, I have never wished for anything more than to love. The question is who? Who has heaven smiled on and pulled a string from her smile to meet my path, So it’s not hard to fInd her? she must be sleeping and cheating, Because she’s passing me visions of her in my dream. I can’t be awake when she comes Because I’ll fall asleep just to match her to my dreams. The who is who I want to bend time for, Give time to and spend forever in her hues. If nothing else is true... I know I am hidden somewhere in her shades. She’ll be my vision, I’ll be her candle light. I’ll wrap her around me like summer scarf in winter. And even though that sounds crazy, but with her it’ll make sense, Because it’s not the scarf that’ll keep me warm, it will be her Truth is, I must be in love with myself... must be the reason I can’t fInd A love like her. So... if the who is you, please send me a clue BeCause I have died... And now I’m living just to love you.


A Taste of... SHE REMINDS ME OF A DREAM I’VE ALWAYS HAD. SHE IS THE DREAM OF THE TWO IN A PERFECT UNION. I AM PAINTED, SCRIPTED AND INSCRIBED IN HER CEREBELLUM CORTEX AND EVERY loving THOUGHTS that SHE’S EVER HAD, IS MY PLUG OUT OF THE MATRIX. HER EYES ARE LIKE TREASURE MAPS INTO FOREVER. HER LIPS ARE LIKE BLISSFUL WHISPERS THAT KEEPS ME SILENT, KEEPS ME CAPTURED AND RAPTURED ME TO taste LIFE in front of GOD. SHE CAPTIVATes MY EARS WITH THE SOUNDS OF HER LAUGHTER. INTO HER, I EXHALEd MY HIDDEN THOUGHTS, AS SHE INHALES MY EVERY WORDS LIKE FIJI’S MOUNTAIN and PAINT THE SKIES WITH HER RESPONSE TO FORM CLOUDS, SO EACH TIME IT RAINS, I AM SHOWERED IN HER. HER CRAFTED NOSTRILS BREATHE PASSION AND HER EARS, TO THEM I SURRENDER ALL MY WISHFUL THINKING OF LOVE IN FOREVER. HER SILHOUETTE IS PICTURED PERFECT WITH A PURPOSE. HER HURRICANE BROKE THE LEVIES OF MY DOUBT. SHE STORMS ME INTO LOVING HER AND ROCKED ME GENTLY INTO HER EYES. I’M LOST IN HER EYES, AND TRAVELLED DEEP INTO HER THOUGHTS. With hair PULLED BACK, I SEE HER FACE LIKE MONA LISA. IN HER EYES, I VISUALIZE MY LAST QUEST TO FIND THE ONE as I TIPPED TOED INTO THE RHYTHM OF TICK TOCK And TIME FROZE As I TAP BEATS AROUND HER CURVES, LANDING DEEP INTO HER SMILES. AS SHE EXHALED, I CAME OUT STILL HOLDING ON AND SAW THAT SHE’S THE PERFECT MIX OF MY CRAYOLA. I TOOK A GOOD LOOK, i SMILED and said, wow, SHE IS FINE. THIS IS THE FIRST FIVE SECONDS IN HER EYES AND IT HAPPENED THE FIRST DAY I MET HER


Smile over six Pack SHE SAID SHE’LL PICK A SMILE OVER A SIX PACK. I NEVER QUIET UNDERSTOOD HOW SHE MADE THAT COMPARISON BUT APPARENTLy, SHE LOVES TEETH. SHE LOVES A FULL TEETH EXPOSED THROUGH A BRIGHT SMILE. SHE SAID, THAT’S THE SEED OF BEAUTY. I SAID NAH, BEAUTY IS DEFINED BY CONTOUR LINES. SHE SAID, IT’S THE SMILE THAT’LL HELP YOU FIND IT. I SAID OH, YOU ARE DEEP, SHE SAID NAH, YOU’RE JUST THINKING TOO DEEP ABOUT MY WORDS BUT CHECK THIS... IMAGINE YOU WALKED IN A ROOM FULL OF MODELS WITH A FRAWN, THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ONES ARE THE ONES WITH A SMILE. I SAID uhmmm, HOW ABOUT THE BUTT, THE BREASTS AND THE HAIR. SHE SAID, ALL THOSE ARE IRRELEVANT WITHOUT THE SMILE. SHE SAID YOU SEE... THE

SMILE GETS YOUR ATTENTION, BEAuTY FORMS YOUR ATTRACTION, CHARACTER KEEPS YOU IN AND THE LOVE IS WHAT YOU LIVE FOR. I SAID OH, THAT MAKES SENSE, AND THEN SHE SAID, A SMILE IS LIKE A MAGNET,

ATTRACTIVE AND CONTAGIOUS,


BELIEVE ME, SMILES ARE LIKE OPTIMISM. I SAID HOW SO? SHE SAID, BECAUSE EVEN IN YOUR MISERY, YOU CAN SMILE YOUR WAY OUT. AND THEN SHE SAID,.. SINCE ATTENTION IS IMPORTANT TO FORM ATTRACTION OR IMPRESSION, PLEASE GRACE ME WITH A SMILE BECAUSE THAT WOULD TELL ME WHETHER OR NOT YOU DESERVE MY ATTENTION, BECAUSE I WOULD PICK A SMILE OVER A SIX PACK. SIMPLY BECAUSE AN AB IS AN ASSET I CAN ALWAYS have, BUT A BEAUTIFUL SMILE IS HARD TO FAKE, AND THOUGH BEAUTY IS DEFINED BY CONTOUR LINES, ITS YOUR SMILES THAT WILL HELP ME FIND IT. I said OHH... I GOT SCHOOLED. SHE SAID NAH, THIS ARE JUST THE RULEs OF ATTRACTIONS AND ENGAGEMENTS ARE BEST WHEN INFORMED..., AS SHE DIGRESSed. SO I THOUGHT I HEARD HER SAY, SHE’LL PICK A SMILE OVER A SIX PACK BUT APPARENTLY, SHE MEANT SHE’LL PICK A SMILE OVER ANYTHING I GOT. I SAID wow, why a smile... SHE SAID, BECAUSE A BEAUTIFUL SMILE IS HONESTLY SINCERE AND THAT IS ALL I NEED, PLEASE READ BETWEEN THE LINEs. AN AB IS AN ASSET I CAN ALWAYS GET, LIKE A HOUSE OR A CAR, PLEASE READ BETWEEN THE LINEs. I DON’T WANT YOUR PRENUPS, I WANT YOUR DREAMS. SO TELL ME, HONESTLY, WHEN YOU WOKE UP THIS MORNING, DID YOU EVEN THINK OF ME. I SAID, HMMM... I HAVEN’T SLEPT YET, MAYBE WHEN I DO, I CAN JUST DREAM WITH YOU. SHE SMILE AND SHE SAID, THAT A GOOD ONE, YOU DESERVE A DRINK and BY THE WAY, IT’S A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU. I SAID NAH... THE

PLEASURE IS MINE WITH A SMILE BACK!!!


THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT HER PRESENCE IN THE PRESENT THAT MAKES THE PAST LOOK LESS DAUNTING. SHE SPEAKS OF A PAST BUT ALL I SEE IS THE FUTURE STARTING NOW. LIKE HOW LOVABLE HER SKIN BE, BE TO ME LIKE TOUCHABLE CLOUDS - LIKE I LAid DOWN IN SPACE ON CLOUDS AND THE MOISTURE OF HER KISSES, KEEPS ME PERMEATING ALL DOUBTS WITH A PIECE, THAT PIECE is THE EVOLUTION OF HER TOUCH TURNING TO FEATHERS, BLIND FOLDING GUILT, UNVEILING NOTHING ELSE BUT PLEASURE. PLEASE TRUST WITH MY WEAKNESS FOR IN THE CONFINE OF HER HUGS, I FIND a RHYTHMIC BEAT THAT MATCHES THE PATTERN OF A SOLACE HEARTBEAT. I SWALLOW THE JOYOUS PRISM OF HER PRESENCE LIKE WATER AND the prism of her presence BEARS LIGHT IN HER ABSENCE. PLEASE SAVE ME, FOR ... LIKE her PERFECT LOCKED CUDDLES. LIKE MY TEMPERAMENT OVERLOOKING SUNRISE WITH HER KISSES. SAVORING THE TASTE OF HER WHISPER is LIKE EATING

DREAMING IN A BLISS.

I TRUST HER

HER FIXES

I GLUTTONIZE OVER

FRESH DELICACies FROM A TROPICAL GARDEN.


BLUEBERRY FLAVOR

SHE KISSEs ME LIKE ON ICECREAM. HUGS ME LIKE JAMAICA’S EVENING COLORs BY THE SEA SIDE. WITH EASE SHE SENDS Chills THRU ME FROM THE BRUSH STROKES OF HER FINGERs, DRAWING ME IN, INTO HER PLEXUS SO I CAN SEE HER WHOLE. And I WILL IF I CAN, TRAVEL THROUGH EACH STRaNds OF HER LOCKS, FIND the HIDDEN PASSAGE TO THE AUCTION OF HER THOUGHT. I’LL BID HIGH, AND HOPE TO WIN SO I CAN FRAME HER THINKING LIKE AN ART. NO DOUBT SHE IS , ONE HALF WHOLE AND SOME HOW I WISH I WAS THE . FOR IN HER, I FIND Free. IN THE MOMENT OF OUR LIPS LOCKED, DRIPping DOWN MY TEMPLES, HER piercing DEEP dOwN MY BACK, soft ECHOs OF MIDNIGHT BIRDS and MOONLIGHT SHINnING THROUGH THE WINDOW. IN THAT MOMENT, ALL SEEM POSSIBLE, FOR WITH HER IN THAT MOMENT LEAVES NO WORRY. FOR IN HER MOMENTS . IN LIGHT OF MY DISCOVERY, I STILL WONDER IF OUR PRESENT WILL ONE DAY become a THING OF THE PAST LIKE A MOMENT. But for now,

HALF PLANNED HALF DISCOVER MISSING HALF OF HER PUZZLE SWEAT FINGERs

I

am Free

We Live!


You Pluck My Nerves YOU PLUCK MY NERVES LIKE A HUNGRY SLAVE ON A PLANTATION. IT iS TERRIBLE THE MIGRANE I GET EACH TIME I THINK OF YOU. I GET BELLY ACHES EACH TIME WHEN THE THOUGHT OF YOU SETTLEs IN MY BELLY. BECAUSE THOSE BUTTERFLIES GETS POISONED each time BY YOUR PRESENSE. I GET NAUSEATED WHEN MY FRIEND MENTION YOUR NAME IN REFERENCE TO A GOOD TIME, BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHING GOoD ABOUT YOU, ONLY PAIN AND CONFUSION. YOU GOT ME SO CONFUSED TO THINK THAT YOUR NAME IS ACTUALLY LOVE AND EVENTHOUGH LOVE COMES WITH PAIN, THERE’S ALWAYS JOY AFTER THAT PAIN. BUT WITH YOU, THE PAIN I FEEL IS SIMPLY PAIN I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORe, I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. YOU CASTRATED MY HEART. AMPUTATED THE LIMPS OF MY EMOTIONS AND HANDICAPPED, HELD BOUND. MY MIND CAN’T SEEM TO FOCUS WHEN I’M AROUND YOU. YOU PARALYZEd MY THOUGHTS ABOUT ANY OTHER ONE. BUT THE SAD PART IS, YOU DON’T EVEN EMBODY THE IMAGE OF THE ONE. IF I WAS YOUR ANGEL, YOU’VE PLUCKED MY WINGs SO I CAN’T EVEN FLY. AND WHEN AN ANGEL CAME TO SAVE ME, YOU BLINDED ME SO I CAN’T EVEN SEE SO NOW IN MY DREAM, I CAN SAY I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE


EVEN WHEN COLOR FADES, YOUR PICTURE STILL REMAINS. WHEN YOU’RE LONG GONE, YOUR SCENT STILL LINGERS. WITH LOST LETTERS, YOUR WORDS STILL RICHOCHES like BLISSFUL WHISPERS. I’M DRAWN IN BY RAIN DROPS AND THE SOUND SEND CHILLS. LIKE the BRUSH STROKES OF YOUR FINGERs. EYES CLOSED, BUT I STILL SEE YOU CLEARLY. PICTURED RIGHT ON AN INFINITE CANVAS. AND I THE PAINTER, PAINTED SILHOUETTE OF YOUR LAUGHTER. THEN I REALIZE, I CAN’T even STAND YOU, ATLEAST WHILE I’M WRITING THIS. AND I DON’T KNOW WHY I CAN’T TELL YOU THIS, EACH TIME I SEE YOU. I WISH I COULD CAST YOU OUT IN THE NAME OF ANYTHING. BACAUSE I CAN’T CAST YOU OUT IN THE NAME OF GOD. BECAUSE, GOD LOVES YOU AND I AM GOOD FOR YOU. BUT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, YOU’VE ALWAYS FORSAKEN ME I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE THIS IS NOT A LOVE OR HATE POEM, BUT REALITY DISHED ON A SILVER PLATE AND I’M SERVING IT. I’M SERVING YOU WHAT YOU PREPARED, NOW EAT, EAT OF THIS DELICACY. AND HOPEFULLY, YOU’RE NOT HEARTBROKEN. BUT IF YOU ARE, WELL THAT MAKES two OF US ON THE SAME PAGE FOR ONCE…


Girl... why I loveD you it’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR HAIR, YOUR EYES, OR ‘cause OF YOUR SMILE. IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR LEGS, YOUR BRAIN nOR BECAUSE YOU COULD BE SMARTER THAN I. GIRL... I SAID, WHY I LOVEd YOU, IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR FRIENDS, BECAUSE YOU CAN COOK, NOR BECAUSE YOU LOVEd ME SO GOOD. IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR BREAST, YOUR BREATH NOR BECAUSE YOU just COULD BE THE BEST. WHY I LOVEd YOU, IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR STYLE, YOUR HEELS CRUSHING MY FEARS. IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR HANDS, YOUR TOUCH CARESSING MY HEAD. IT’S NOT because OF YOUR LIPS, YOUR TONGUE MASSAGING MY LIP. GIRL, IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR LOOK, OR MY TASTE TO CHOOSE YOU OUT OF THE rest. IT’S NOT BECAUSE OF THE MOOD YOU SET IN THE TWILIGHT OF NIGHT. GURRRRLLLLLL, WHY I LOVEd YOU, IT’S NOT BECAUSE YOU’RE SO BOLD, OR SOMETIMES SO COLD LIKE A DRY BONE OF SOUL. DEFINITELY, I DO LOVE YOUR HAIR, TWISTED LIKE a RUMBA AND DRAPED IN BERRY JUICES AND PEACHES. TWISTED LIKE STITCHES AND SMEAR to SHINE WITH COCOA BUTTER. I COULD BE CONSUME IN TIME BY YOUR SMILE TO TRAVEL BACK IN TIME, IN TIME. I COULD EXPERIENCE CREATION FROM THE GAZE OF YOUR EYES. GIRRRLLL, WHY I LOVEd YOU, IT’S SIMPLER THAN TIME, EQUATED LIKE RHYMES, FAR BEYOND EXPRESSION. WHY I LOVEd YOU, IT’S NOT BECAUSE I COULD SEE DAISY BETWEEN YOUR THIGH, NOr BECAUSE I COULD SQUEEZE CLOUDS WITH YOU ON MY SIDE. IT’S NOT BECAUSE ANGELS THROW PARTies EACH TIME YOU SMILE. IT’S THE SIMPLICITY oF YOUR BEING THAT I FouND so AMAZINg!!!


Take time THE CHOICE WAS, NO HER CHOICE WAS, BETTER YET MY CHOICE WAS BETWEEN HER AND TIME. HER CHOICE WAS BETWEEN, STAYING OR LEAVING. WE BOTH GOT TIME BUT NEITHER OF US WAS WILLING TO SHARE. MY TIME INVOLVEd HER ABSENCE. HER TIME REQUIRED MY PRESENCE. NEITHER OF OUR TIME EVER PROPERLY ALIGNED. SHE ASKED WHY I NEVER MAKE TIME FOR HER. I ASK WHY YOU NEVER GIVE TIME TO US. HER ABSENCE GIVES ME TIME TO WORK ON ME. SHE THINKS I’LL DO BETTER WITH HER AROUND, SO FINALLY SHE TOOK HER TIME AWAY... SAID SHE WAS DONE. NOW I’M SPENDING MORE TIME WISHING SHE WAS HERE, BUT EVEN IF SHE WAS here, SHE would STILL BE LIVING ON BORROWED TIMES. BUT I WAS HOPING SHE’LL RETURN WHEN I HAVE TIME IN HANDS TO GIVE. AND IF SHE NEVER RETURNs, I’LL BID HER TENDER HUGS GOODBYE. WELCOME SWEET MEMORIES OF HER KISSES. DAYDREAM OF THE TIMES WE SHARED ON THE AXIS of WISHFUL THINKING AND HOPING IF I STAY LONG ENOUGH THE EARTH WILL SPIN HER BACK TO ME, IN THAT WAY, SHE’LL BE BACK IN TIME FOR US TO LIVE... LIVE FINALLY ON INFINITE TIME


I don’t want to complicate your life I don’t want to complicate your life, So please those late night phone call have to cease The part of me you already got, you can keep. I wouldn’t be calling you . Don’t worry, my feeling wouldn’t be hurt And I hope yours is not too;Because for me to hurt you, I have to first love you And for me to love you, you have to first love yourself. They say truth hurt, and I would hate to hurt you Because I wouldn’t hide the truth. The truth that, your heart is broken, My heart is opened, But a broken heart and an open heart Only cause pain to sip through. Our hearts are suppose to kiss. You can see why that could be hard, Because my heart is having a hard time Deciding which open lips to kiss. So please do us both a favor, and leave I don’t want to complicate your life. There’s no half stepping in my cypher, You’re either in or you’re out. See I have a hard time sharing hearts, So I either have yours or I don’t. And yes, I know i’m amazing, My love can be addictive, My words are consoling, The list goes on and on ta ta ta.... But the point is, I can’t make you whole, And you can’t give what you don’t have, And you know I would never take what I can’t give. So find your heart, patch it up if you have to. I don’t want a broken hearted lover. I want you whole. And best believe, i’m fixing mine as I speak


If my world was perfect IF MY WORLD WAS PERFECT, SHE’LL BE HERE, RESTING IN MY POETIC ARMS. LIVING FREE LIKE BUTTERFLIES IN SOUTHERN FIELDS. MAKING MELODIC SOUNDs LIKE OCEAN’S WAVEs. I’LL SING TO HER BLUES, BRINGS CALM TO HER BLUES, TAKE HER TO A PLACE WHERE HER BLUES CAN BE WOOED. I'’LL LIVE ON HER WORDS, FLOW IN HER WORDS, HIDE SOMEWHERE IN HER THOUGHT, SO AS SHE SPEAKS, I can FIND WAYS TO ESCAPE,;ESCAPE INTO BLISS, HER BLISS! LET HER WORDS PUT LIFE IN MY DREAMS. YES, I WILL BLASPHEME FOR HER, GIVE MYSELF TO HER TO REBIRTH ME IN WHOLE. THERE IS GOD, AND THEN IT’S HER, AND THEN, THERE Is Me ASKING GOD HOW I CAN HAVE HER LIKE HIS GRACE, NEW EVERY DAY. YES I PRAY TO HER, MORE SO TO THE GOD IN HER, FOR I’M SURE GOD MADE HER IN SECRET, AND SOMEHOW I’VE FOUND OUT WHERE GOD KEPT HIS SECRET. SOMEWHERE IN HER SMILEs; AND SOMEHOW I GET A PIECE OF IT EACH TIME THRough HER HUGS. MY GOD, SHE IS just LIKE YOU, ALL KNOWING, CAN’T HIDE MY PAIN FROM HER VIEW. SHE M.R.I MY ENTIRE THOUGHTS WITH HER EYES. I’VE WRITTEN MANY POEMS, BUT MY BEST ARE FROM HER. SHE IS THOUGHTs ON PLATE. SHE IS LIKE WATER SIPPING THROUGH ME. KISS ME WITH the EROS. WHEN OUR LIPS TOUCH WE SPEAK IN TONGUES AND WE BIRTH LINEAGE OF KINGS.


Essence { to ti ên einai - ‘the what it was to be’ } DARLING YOU ARE THE ESSENCE, THE REASON MY BLOOD FLOWs WITH A PURPOSE. YOU ARE BEAUTY NOT FOR SALE. YOUR ESSENCE IS DESIRED. YOUR BEAUTY IS OBSESSIVE. I WONDER WHY I FEEL SOMEHOW IN YOUR ABSENCE, IT’S BECAUSE I’M IMPERFECT IN YOUR ABSENCE. YOUR PRESENCE MAKE MY BEING GLOW WITH AN ESSENCE. I FEEL SO ALIVE. MORNING, NOON AND NIGHT. I WANT HER, I NEED HER, THIS WOMAN... YOU! YOU ARE LIKE PROVERBS, LIKE VERBS, EVERY WORDS YOU SPEAK IS AN ACTION . I AM YOUR ADJECTIVE, all DEPENDANT ON YOU . YOUR NOUNS ARE CLASSIFIED. YOUR ESSENCE IS BRILLIANT. YOU ARE THE REASON I WANT HER... YOU! YOU WANT DIAMOND? PLEASE... I WILL UNEARTH THE WHOLE SIERRA LEON FOR YOU AND PUT IT IN YOUR PALM, SO EACH TIME, NO MATTER WHAT TIME YOU CAN PICK THE SIZE OF DIAMOND YOU PLEASE. I HAVE DREAMS OF YOU, I WANT DREAMS WITH YOU. I WANT TO CRADLE LOVE WITH YOU, OUT OF THE ABUNDANCE OF OUR LOVE IN YOUR ESSENCE. I WILL TELL MULTIPLE VERSIONS OF OUR STORY, BECAUSE YOU ARE SO COMPLEX LIKE THE MOON. IN THE A.M, I TELL STORIES OF FALLING FOR YOUR KISSES . AT NOON TIME, CONFESS TO SLAVING FOR YOUR HUGS . IN THE MOON HOUR, I WILL SPEAK OF YOUR GLOW, THE ESSENCE OF YOUR TOUCH. HOW DELIGHTED I AM IN YOUR ARMS. THE CHILLS, THE PERMUTATION OF HEART BEAT WHILE I BASK IN YOUR sphere. IF TODAY IS A PRESENT, THE PAST IS A HISTORY AND TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY, I WILL HOPE THAT WHEN I DIAL YOUR NUMBER, I CAN HEAR your voice echo in tune, SAYING.. “HELLO, THIS IS ESSENCE”, AND WITH THE SAME INSTANCE, TIME STARTS AGAIn.


Match Maker SHE IS PRETTY. SHE’s GOT A SMILE THAT CAN WRAP MEN AROUND HER FINGERs. SHE CAN BIRTH A PERFECT EARTH IN HER SLEEP. MELANCHOLIC IS HER TONE EVEN IN THE WAY THAT SHE SAYS HER HELLOS. MATCH MAKER, PLEASE FIND ME, MATCH MAKER, PLEASE Choose ME, FOR I WILL BEACON AT YOUR WORDS. IF THE BIBLE SAYs, HE THAT FINDS A WIFE, FINDS A GOOD THING - WHAT HAPPENS THEN IF I Found HER AND SHE’S NOT even HOME? FOR HER, I WILL BE like DAVID, ROB ANOTHER MAN OF HIS CROWN AND PRAY GOD WILL FORGIVE. I WILL FAST two LIFETIME, PRAY three LIFETIME AND MAYBE ON THE seventh, I WILL FIND GRACE, BECAUSE I WILL RATHER SPEND INFINITE TIME, SEARCHING FOR INFINITE WAYS TO LOVE HER, ; RATHER than A WASTED TIME WITH ANOTHER. BUT THEN AGAIN, GOD IS NOT WICKED. HE WILL GRANT ME THE DESIREs OF MY HEART - HER - FINGERS STUMBLED ON MY THIGH AND I SAW THE FUTURE in HER EYES. SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE haS DONE CAN’T BE UNDONE. “UNDISCOVERED GEM, ALLOW ME TO DIG IN YOUR SPHERE. ALLOW ME TO REST IN YOU SMILES, BECAUSE THEY ARE LIKE VIBRANT COLORS OF KENYA’S SUN. let me have words with YOUR HEART, LET THEM REST IN YOUR MIND. IN TIME WE’LL FIND REASONs TO ACT ON THOSE WORDs. BLASPHEMY IS A SIN, BUT FOR YOU I WILL FIGHT GOD LIKE JACOB. MANY MAN SPEAK OF STARS IN YOUR EYES, NO, I SEE THE SUN, BRIGHT, RADIANT, PIERCING LIKE A SPEAR. WOMAN YOU LACK FEAR, YOU LACK FLAWS even IN YOUR BEAUTIFUL MESS. My MOTHER ONCE SAID - TRUE LOVE WILL LEAD YOU TO EACH OTHER only IF YOU WAIT but MY HEART wants her now. So My Heart OR my MOTHER’S WORDs - MATCH MAKER

PLEASE CHOOSE.


plain words... I FIND MYSELF THERE AGAIN, AGAIN THINKING HOW I GOT HERE AGAIN, WHY am I HERE AGAIN. THE THOUGHTS, THE VIBE, THE CRAVE, EVERYTHING LOOKS THE SAME, EXCEPT HER. IT’S THE SAME PLACE, SAME TUNE, DIFFERENT SONG. IT’S ME, HER, our MINDS AND HEARTS IN ATTENDANCE. THE VERSES OF THIS SONG IS ACCENTUATED BY HER PERSONA. THE FACT THAT THIS SONG IS NEW MAKES IT FEEL LIKE I’VE LANDED IN A DIFFERENT PLACE. MAYBE IT IS A DIFFERENT PLACE. I DO KNOW IT IS A DIFFERENT TIME. Seems like i’m BASICALLY COMPLICATED FROM MY MENTAL. HER VIBE IS COOL AS HECK, SHE REMINDS ME OF EVERY GOOD POEM I WROTE. I CAN’T EVEN METAPHORICALLY ASSEMBLE A DESCRIPTION OF MY FEELings ABOUT HER. I CAN ONLY PUT IT IN PLAIN WORDS... SIMPLE THOUGHTS. I THOUGHT I KNEW WHAT I WANT, BUT THEN WE SHOWED.., NO, SHE SHOWED UP, AND NOW I’M DAZED, INHALING NEW THOUGHTS TO EXHALE. I WANT HER, BUT I DON’T HAVE WHAT SHE NEED. MAYBE IN A YEAR, I MIGHT HAVE ENOUGH TO FILL HER NEEDS. MAYBE I’M JUST SCARED, THAT THIS MIGHT END UP WITH THE SAME HOOK. MAYBE I SHOULD just GO WITH MY HEART, AND GO FOR HER SINCE SHE IS THE GOLDEN PRIzE. I FEEL SHE’s got THE TOTAL PACKAGE. MAYBE I SHOULD JUST RUN, OR HIDE FROM THE EMOTIONs. AM I SELFISH FOR PUTTING HER THROUGH THIS, I MEAN, BEING TRUTHFUL, EVEN THOUGH OUR UNION TO HER DEFILES THE RULES OF ATTRACTION. I’M ENGAGED IN A MENTAL TUG WITH THE SAME TUNE PLAYING, BUT A DIFFERENT SONG. THE VERSES ACCENTUATED BY HER PERSONA. I CAN’T EVEN FANCY UP MY EXPRESSIONS ABOUT HER BUT PUT IT IN PLAIN WORDS. THE WORDS BASICALLY SAYS, I KNOW I JUST MET HER, BUT I REALLY WANNA KNOW HER. It sounds COMPLICATED IN MY MENTAL, BUT I GUESS I’LL TAKE IT JUST A DAY AT A TIME. SEE THE TUNE IS THE SAME BUT EVERYTHING ABOUT HER IS SINGING ME A NEW SONG. THIS IS HOW PLAIN I CAN EXPRESS IT, AND MEN, IT STILL SOUNDs SO COMPLICATED.


MY LAST THOUGHT WAS BEAUTIFUL. HERS WAS BEAUTIFUL MIND, I thought, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, NOT JUST IN BASIC FORM. EVEN YOUR OUTLINE BEND WORDS INTO BEAUTIFUL. TOUCH and ROCK ME GENTLE LIKE A CRADLE BY THE OCEAN. THE SMILES EXPOSED THROUGH YOUR SOFT SUPPLE LIPS - WHAT A BEAUTY SO REFINED. SASS ME BEAUTIFULLY, EYES GLISTEN LIKE STARS WHEN I PEAK INTO YOUR MIND. WOMAN I WONDER IF I OPEN UP MY MIND, WOULD BEAUTY FIND A PLACE WHERE YOUR PERSON CAN RESIDE. TENDER HUGS, Steady HEART BEAT SOUNDS LIKE STRINGING VIOLIN WITHOUT WORDS but I HEARD PEace . AS I opened the door, SHE SAID... you HAVE A BEAUTIFUL MIND AND I THOUGHT - NOT AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU ARE.

BEAUTIFUL MIND


WOMAN Mother, I now see what you meant when you said - “If you ever get a girl pregnant, that’s your wife”. I think I found her. Like a gift, discovery is a bliss, Even if she isn’t mine, she’ll still be a perfect rib. So why not I choose her for she is the perfect picture of a virtuous woman. She is Patient and kind. I have full confidence in her wit. She’s futuristic, got me thinking of my three kids I haven’t even had. She’s the plan of a prosperous life. Virtuous women you are like Light... with tunnel vision, I see her centered in a distance And with instance I sprawn. My steps are ordained by God, but she is the legend, and she is my mission. She caught my heart before my eyes and now, my mind can’t seem to see the future in her absence. I respect her like a queen. I praise her because she rocks!


INtroduce Me To Your Mother If ever I’m to recite this poem In attendance would be your mother You seated behind her As I grace her with gratitude of your conception Bless heaven for her decision to keep you, Birth you and raise you Instilling in you the wisdom and aroma of a woman I’ve long lost my mother And it was from her that I learn how to love a woman So I’ll thank your mother on behalf of my mother For birthing a daughter that will soon be a mother Looking at you, I can tell that your best came from your mother So before I persuade you into taking my hands to join me on this journey Please, introduce me to your mother All I want to do is thank her Keep her abreast of all her worries Make sure she knows that she won’t be sorry Because I’ll love her like my mother And in turn be blessed with her daughter And together, we can continue a beautiful Story Our legacy...


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In shadows form we walk, With two making one. No telling the difference between us Because we will become of the same breed The sun will shines... Cloud will form. with our Hands held, together we’ll walk

our Destination... Forever till death do us part For as long as we live, we’ll live in one form,

Like shadows

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Satisfaction THERE’S A JOY THAT I FEEL IN HER SPHERE. THERE’S A PEACE WE SHARE IN HER ARMS. SHE IS SATISFACTION. SHE IS SUMMERTIME LOVE IN FALL, AND LIKE FALL, I’M FALLING, AND all my FEARS ARE FALLING... SO ANXIOUS FOR SPRING. SHE IS ASSURANCE. NO NEED FOR INSURANCE FOR THIS ONE, ALL MY EGGS ARE IN - NOT IN A BASKET BUT GENTLY PLACED IN HER PALM. SHE IS FAITH, BAPTISM, PRAYER AND SONGS. I BELIEVE IN US, SO I WORK TO SEE US BE. LIKE BAPTISM, WE ARE SOAKED IN FLUID THOUGHT, PERMEATING OUR HEARTS TO LOVE. WHEN WE PRAY, GOD ANSWERS NOT IN PRAYER, But HE SENDS ANSWER WE CAN TOUCH, LIKE HER GRACEFUL MORNING HUGS. SO I PRAYED AND SHE IS THE ANSWERS. SHE SPEAKS IN RHYTHMS AND TOGETHER WE FORM PERPETUAL TUNES.


STRUGGLES

I KNOW WHY THE MOCKING BIRD SINGS, WHY PARROTS WHISPERS SHALLOW

SECRETs.

I KNOW WHY A DOG’S BARK CANNOT BE MISTAKEN. it’s BECAUSE THROUGH OBSERVATION, THEY’VE TAKEN THEIR PLACE IN CREATION. I’VE SEEN HUMANS EVOLVE, THis EVOLUTION - A DYNAMIC DUO OF DEATH FROM CREATION. I’VE WATCHED BABIES GROW UP, CRAWLED TO THEIR FEET WHEN THEIR SEASONS APPROACH AND REALIZE THAT EVOLUTION OCCURS FRoM WHAT YOU OBSERVE. SO I TOOK TIME AND THROUGH OBSERVATION, I MENTALLY ORCHESTRATED THE NEED FOR A CHANGE IN THE LIFE OF A YOUNG LADEN AND I SEE THAT...

SPEAKS IN LITTLE PIECES TROUBLED MYSTERIES FOREIGN LANGUAGE

JUST LIKE A PARROT, SHE , AND LIKE THE HUMMING BIRDS, SHE HUMS SATISFACTION TO HER . JUST LIKE A DOG, SHE BARKS HER CONCERNS LIKE A . AND I SEE NO SOLITUDE IN HER UNSATISFACTORY STRUGGLE AS SHE WHISPERS IN ISOLATION, AND HER TEAR BREAKs SILENCE LIKE A BABY’S WHIMPERs. THEN SHE MASQUERADED HER TEARS WITH . HOPING THAT ONE DAY, VERY SOON ONE DAY, SHE COULD LIVE A FIGMENT OF HER FABRICATED LAUGHTER. BUT SHE KEEPS ON SMILING, SMILING OUT HER PAIN, JUST TO RESOLVE HER ENTANGLED STRUGGLES. THEN SHE HOPED, AND THROUGH HOPE SHE BELIEVED THAT WHICH SHE ENVISIONs IN A VISION, THAT SOON IS COMING SOONER.

FABRICATED LAUGHTER

AND THROUGH INTENSE OBSERVATION, I REALIZE THAT ME AND HER HAVE SO LITTLE but MUCH IN COMMON, BECAUSE WHEN STRUGGLE OVERPOWERS HOPE, WE FROZE TIME AND TOOK STRUGGLE back TO THE . THEN WE INVITE HOPE TO TELL STRUGGLE THAT, STRUGGLE IS JUST A THAT COVERS SUCCESS. SO WE ELEVATE PRAISE AND TOLD STRUGGLE THAT WE’VE BEEN THROUGH MUCH STRUGGLES BUT WE SEE IN

STRUGGLE FACTORY

MENTAL LIMITATION

SATISFACTION THE FACT THAT WE ARE STILL LIVING


SEPTEMBERS BLUES A D B-FLAT E THE RHYTHM IS CUED. WELCOME TO MY BLUES. OBSCURED VIEWS FROM THE HIND SIDE. SEPTEMBERS TUNES MOVES ME LIKE A LAND SLIDE. NOTHING IS WHAT IT SEEMS. IF YOU ARE STANDING ON THE SIDE LINE, WATCHING FROM THE BACK SIDE, OR HIGH ABOVE THE GROUNDs AND FIGHTING WITH THE VULTURES - SIDE LINE, TOP VIEW, BACK TURNED. BELIEVE ME, IT A WAR IN THIS PLACE. SEPTEMBERS RAIN, COULD YOU PLEASE BRING ME PEACE. G D-FLAT F-minor C SEE HOW MY HEART IS WELLED WITH TEAR. ITS LIKE A SHIP WRECKED AND i’m the ONLY one SEEING STARS. EVERYONE IS DANCING BUT I CAN’T SEEM TO HEAR THE BEAT. THE WEATHER SAID ITS SUNNY BUT MY WINDOW PANE IS DARK. MOONLIGHT AFTER SUNSET AND I’M DRIFTING FAR ALONE. ITS LIKE A NIGHTMARE WHEN ITS WAR AGAINST SELF. CALL ME MOONLIGHT BLUES BECAUSE I’M BIGGER THAN THE STARS - but feels like i’ll never be AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN G C F D bank ACCOUNT OVERDRAWN nine times IN A MONTH. EIGHT HUNDRED AND NINETY SIX DOLLARS ON GAS IN ONE MONTH. THAT’S RENT MONEY! FOOD MONEY, HELL, THAT’S NEW CLOTHES I COULD BUY. I’M BROKE MOST DAYS OF THE WEEK. DANG,

SEPTEMBERS BLUES, ITS TIME TO BE GONE.


I’M DREAMING OF A WHITE CHRISTMAS IN SUMMER, AND THOUGH I HATE COLD, IT WouLd FEEL BETTER THAN THIS TIME I’M IN. THESE TIMES ARE HARD, THESE TIMES I LOVE, THIS TIME I WISH LOVE CAN CONQUER ALL. TAKE PAIN, GIVE LOVE. SHOOT IN ME THE GRACE NOT TO GIVE UP. GIVE IN MY FEARS, BUCKLE UP AND TAKE FLIGHT. SOaR ON THE WINGs OF HOPE, WHILE HOPING, TIME WILL MOVE FORWARD, ERASE OR MOVE BACKWARDS. BECAUSE SOME WAY, SOMEHOW, I WISH I COULD AVOID CONTACT WITH THESE STRUGGLES. INSOMNIA, INSOMNIA, INSOMNIA, IS SOMEONE HERE, IS SOMEONE NEAR ME, CAN SOMEONE HEAR ME, PLEASE SEND ME... NOT MANNER, NOT PRAYER, BUT PLEASE SOME DOLLAR BILLS, SO I CAN PAY ALL THESE BILLS. I JUST WISH TIME CAN BE BETTER. WISH I Could AFFORD BETTER TASTING MENUS, LIKE PASTA INSTEAD OF NOODLES... LASAGNA MIGHT BE TOO MUCH, BUT MEN, I’M DREAMING OF A WHITE CHRISTMAS. I’M DREAMING OF A WHITE CHRISTMAS BELLY GRUMBLING, MIND SPINNING, EYEs WIDE LIKE I’M FROM TOGO, MOUTH DRY LIKE DESERT SAND, HEART AS COLD AS ANTARCTICA’S WIND, NOSE BLEEDING AND EAR CLOSE SHUT BECAUSE I AM DREAMING. PARADISE SEEM SO FAR BECAUSE I’M STILL DREAMING, SWIMMING, DROWNING IN HOPE OF WHAT I WISH I WAS LIVING. TURN ON THE TV, AND REALITY STARTs TO SET IN. BROTHERS are DYING, MOTHERS are CRYING, SISTERS are BLEEDING, FATHERS are WISHING THEY’LL START HAVING OR LIVING THE DREAM OF WHICH THEY WERE HOPING. BECAUSE THEY HOPE IN THEIR DREAMS BUT THEY WISH THEY WERE LIVING. HEAVEN PUT YOUR HANDS UP, BECAUSE THE EARTH IS FILLED WITH PAIN. THE WORLD IS DYING SLOWLY AND WE REALLY NEED A CHANGE. THE SYSTEM iS INFECTED, POLITICIAN are CORRUPTED. OUR GENERATION IS AMBUSH BY THE ELECTED. PREACHERS and monks ARE all DREAMING OF A LAND FIlLeD WITH ANGEL. I’M DREAMING OF THE A WHITE CHRISTMAS, MEANING I’M DREAMING OF THE PUREST FORM OF GIVING. BECAUSE IF I LAND IN THAT DREAM

LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL PAIN, STRUGGLE, HURT, WORRIEs, FEAR, AND EVEN CONQUER DEATH, BUT FOR NOW, I’M STILL DREAMING OR AM I AWAKE.


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ONE DAY, I WILL DIE, ONE DAY, THEY’LL SAY THIS OF ME. ONE DAY, CLOUDS WILL PART, TIME WILL EXPIRE AND PASS AND THESE WORDS WILL REPEAT FROM DIFFERENT TONGUES. ONE DAY IN THE PAST. ONE DAY IN THE NOWS. ONE DAY IN THE DAYS THE FUTURE WILL REVEAL. BONDS WILL BE FORMED. LOVE WILL BE SHARED AND PEOPLE WILL FORGET WHEN ONE DAY WAS THE DAY. ONE DAY LIKE TODAY, PEOPLE WILL RECOUNT, STORIES WILL BE SHARED, LAUGHTER AND SOME TEARS. ONE THING THAT WILL LAST IS THE VALUE OF OUR TIME. LIFE IS A SURPRISE. DEATH IS A MUST. TIME IN BETWEEN IS THE ESSENCE OF OUR LIVES.

I KNEW A MAN, EVERY MOMENT WAS HIS LAST, BUT WE ALWAYS MEET AGAIN. HE IS LIKE BEGONIA FLOWER, BEAMING AT THE SUN. HIS FRIENDS SAID HE TREATS EVERY MOMENT LIKE HIS LAST AND I WOULD AGREE. WHILE SCROLLING THROUGH HIS PICTURES, MEMORIES FLASH LIKE BLACK MAMBA BUT THE VENOM OF LOSS IS NOT POTENT ENOUGH TO DESTROY THE MEMORIES OF HIS WIT, HIS SMILE, AND CHARMS. HIS ENERGY IS LIKE RAIN DROPS IN SPRING BUT HIS SEASON NEVER PASS. MANY DREAM, BUT FEW LIVE AND HE DID. I KNEW A MAN, HE’S A GARDEN OF LIFE. HE GROOVES TO MELODIES LIKE BUTTERFLIES IN SPRING. HUMBLE LIKE A CHILD, LOVELY LIKE COLORS OF AN ART. A FIGHTER, A SON, A BROTHER AND A FRIEND ONE DAY, I WILL DIE, ONE DAY, THEY’LL SAY THIS OF ME. ONE DAY, CLOUDS WILL PART, TIME WILL EXPIRE AND PASS AND THESE WORDS WILL REPEAT FROM DIFFERENT TONGUES. WHEN THAT TIME COMES , I WONDER WHAT WILL BE SAID OF US


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SHE HATES THE NOISE I MAKE WHEN I STRUM MY GUITAR. I NEVER REALLY HATED ANYTHING BECAUSE I NEVER EXPECTED MUCH FROM HER. SHE HATES THE FACT THAT WE FIGHT EACH TIME WE COME AROUND. I NEVER UNDERSTOOD WHY SHE NEVER ENJOY MY PRESENCE AS MUCH AS I DO HERS. SHE HATES THE FACT THAT I TAKE TOO MUCH TIME. I NEVER QUITE GRASP WHY SHE ALWAYS FEEL THE NEED TO RUSH. SHE HATES THE FACT THAT I DON’T TAKE HER SERIOUS. I WISHED SHE COULD PREFIX HER WORDS WITH BABE, THIS IS A SERIOUS CONVERSATION. SHE HATES THE FACT THAT I AM SOMETIME UNCERTAIN, BUT I WONDER IF SHE KNOWS THAT MY DECISIONS WITH HER ARE ALWAYS GEAR TOWARDS FOREVER. SHE HATES THAT I NEVER DO WHAT SHE WANTS, BUT I REMIND MYSELF THAT SHE SAID I SHOULD DO WHAT I WANT, BETTER YET DO WHAT IS BEST FOR ME, AND IN MOST CASES WHAT’S BEST FOR ME IS GOOD FOR HER, BUT WHAT’S GOOD FOR HER IS ALWAYS FAR FROM HER THOUGHT. SHE HATES THE FACT THAT I’M SO COMPLEX, BUT IN ACTUAL FACT, I AM SIMPLE AT HEART.

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I’M SURE SHE’LL HATE THE FACT THAT I WROTE THIS POEM AND MISS THE FACT THAT I ONLY WRITE THIS POEM BECAUSE, I HATE THE THINGS SHE HATES ABOUT ME, BECAUSE THOSE ARE THE THINGS THAT CHASED HER AWAY


Love After Dreams I’ll dream of you tonight Dream of our offsprings Playing gimbe by the kitchen stone I’ll dream of our wrinkled grains Beautiful grays, brilliant freckles All living in the basin of timeless smiles I might even dream of you in Mali Maybe speak in Hebrew tongue Outlive the myth of pharaohs’ tombs

I’ll dream of our quite storms Winter blues, summer evening setting Resting you in my poetic arms Maybe in my dream I’ll sing to you in foreign tongue

I’ll dream of you in September’s pride Laying down in bliss by the ocean side Me painting beautiful clouds with your brilliant smiles And when I wake, I’ll tell you of all my dreams Just to realize that it’s all been lived. Welcome to dream came true. But she’s gone.


BRAINS SHE IS BRIGHTER THAN THE SUN, I SEE THAT BUT SHE DON’T. SHE iS MORE FLUID THAN THE SEA. SIPPING THROUGH WATER AND ROCKS, ATLEAST SHE CAN, BUT SHE WON’T. SHE COULD BE SMARTER THAN I, BUT SHE’S NOT, FOR I HAD TO REMIND HER OF HER POTENTIAL. AND ME KNOWING HER STRENGTH MAKES ME BIGGER AND SMARTER THAN SHE WAS. SHE IS SLAVE TO MY WORDS, BASKING IN MY CHARMS, AND I’M DISGUSTED BY HER BEAUTY. SHE IS BEAUTIFUL, MIND BLOWING WITH HER SMILE, LONG SILKY HAIR FLOWING DOWN HER BACK. HER STYLE IS SICK, SHARP TONGUE BUT WEAK. SHE’S FALLEN SLAVE TO WASTED DREAMS. EYES LIKE AN EAGLE BUT SHE’S BLIND. TASTE THE RAINBOW, HER SKITTLES ARE SOUR. LOOKING GOOD WITH A BAD TASTE. I COULDN’T GET TO HER BEAUTY FOR ALL I COULD SAY WAS - AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU ARE, YOU ARE STILL AS DUMB AS A STONE IN VAGUE TONGUES. SHE IS THE HEAD CHIEF OF CLAN AND YET SIMPLE WORDS ARE TOO DEEP FOR HER. SHE IS FOCUSED ON THE FUTURE WITHOUT PRESENT, SO SHE IS FOREVER LIVING IN THE PAST OF WHAT COULD HAVE, SHOULD HAVE BEEN AND TOTALLY MISSING WHAT IS. I TOLD HER, YOU SHOULD BE SMARTER THAN YOU LOOK AND SHE SMILED THINKING I ASKED HER A QUESTION. I’M NOT JUDGING HER BUT I FEEL SHE SHOULD HAVE A BETTER CONCEPT OF SELF-WORTH. BEING TOUGH IS WHAT BOYS DO, SHE IS A BEAUTIFUL GIRL BUT SHE’VE LOST HER DOLL. I TOLD HER, DON’T RACK YOUR SELF WORTH ON WEAK SHELVES OR WEAR YOUR DREAMS UNDER A METAL CAP. DREAM BIGGER THAN YOU THINK AND WORK SMARTER THAN YOU LOOK BECAUSE TRUTH IS... BEAUTY WITHOUT BRAIN IS DISGUSTING


IT IS NEVER ODD NO SAD MOMENTS WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE PRECISE LIKE MOMENTs. IT IS NOT A COINCIDENT THAT YOU ARE THAT FLY. YOU GIGGLE WHEN you TEASE ME saying, “IS THIS AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT YOU CALL AN INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIORS?” YOU AND I HAVE A LANGUAGE, LANGUAGE BEYOND DICTIONS OR ACTION, SOMETIMES IT’S JUST FELT. LIKE THAT FEELING I FEEL WHEN I’M GONE, WHEN YOU LEAVE, EVEN WHEN I’M SEATED IN YOUR SPHERE, CHATTING UP YOUR EARS AS IF I’M BEGGING YOU NOT TO FORGET ANY WORDS THAT I SPEAK. I’M WITH YOU. WHEN I MISS WORDS, YOU . I NEVER FEEL LOST WITH YOU, BECAUSE GOING OFF TRACK TO US IS FUN. IT’S INTERESTING HOW WE BOTH HAVE OUR OWN LIVES, BUT OUR LIFE TOGETHER IS STILL GREATLY IN TACT.

NEVER TONGUE TIED KEEP THE BEAT

I NEVER HAVE TO QUESTION HOW YOU FEEL. NEVER NEED TO PUT ON GLOVES WHEN I’M WRONG, YOU SEE THROUGH ME LIKE CLEAR WATERS. YOU COULD BE MY CONSCIENCE WHEN I’M BLIND MENTALLY. I WILL NEVER PICK THEM OVER YOU, EVEN WHEN SHE SAYS YES. IF GENDER WASN’T AN ISSUE, I’LL BE YOUR BRIDESMAID. WHO BEST GIVE ME UP IN MARRIAGE BUT YOU? POINT IS, YOU DESERVE A HIGH HONOR. you are IRREPLACEABLE, INCOMPARABLE, YOU ARE IN A CLASS OF YOUR OWN. YOU ARE TO ME LIKE FRENCH WINE, . YOU ARE FLY, TOUCH ME LIKE THE SUN. I SEE YOU LIKE THE MOON. YOU ARE THE PERFECT BLEND OF SUN, CLOUDS AND WIND. YOU BE THE CAN’T TOUCH.

ANTIQUATED WITH AESTHETIC IN TACT

GREATEST EVER FOREVER


do you see what i see? I SEE ARMS REACHING OUT LIKE BACON SMELL. SOUND, WHISPERS LIKE DISTANT SMOKE. THEY NEED SOMETHING, HE’S CRYING HELP ME. SURROUNDED BY CROWDS WITH DULL SENSES. THE INTENT IS TO GET HELP, BUT HELP COMES BACK WITH BACK LASHES. HE BEATS HER, BUT CLAIMS SHE TORTURES HIM. WHO IS TO BLAIM? WORD IS, SHE PUNCHED FIRST - SO HE PUNCHED BACK WITH WORDS, BECAUSE SHE’S TOO FRAGILE FOR BLOWS. SHE’S MAD BECAUSE HE’S NOT SMART ENOUGH TO CLEAN UP HIS MESS. HE’S MAD BECAUSE, SHE’S TOO SELFISH TO HELP, SO THEY PUNCH... WITH WORDS AND BLOWS. WHO CARES IF THEY’RE BOTH WINNING OR LOSING, NEITHER HAS THE INTENTION OF STOPPING. DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE? - PICTURE THIS... HIS MOTHER WAS 16 WHEN SHE HAD HIM. WHEN NIGHT FALLS AND BABY CRY STARTS, SHE TELL THE STORY IN THE MORNING OF A STUPID CHILD THAT KEEPS HER FROM SLEEPING. BESIDE HER, HE’S PLAYING WITH TOYS. SHE NEVER BEATS HIM, EVEN WHEN SHE OUGHTs TO. NOW 25, HE TOO NEVER BEATS HER BUT EXCHANGED WORDS LIKE HIS MOTHER DID. HIS FAVORITE PUNCH LINE IS “YOU BITCH” AND SHE COUNTERS WITH PUNCHes. TRYING TO DUCK WORDS WITH EARS OPEN. NOW HE’S MAD, THEN HE LEAVES AND FOUND THE OTHER HER, BUT CAN’T seem to KEEP HIS PET ON A LEASH. NOW HOME GIRL IS DOUBLE MAD AND READY TO PUNCH WITH A KNIFE. SO HE RAN, AND NEVER CAME BACK, NEVER GOT HELP AND NEVER HELPED HER. DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE - AND THEN IT HAPPENED. SHE MET HIM, THE NEW GUY AND TO HER HE SAID.. “THERE ARE TIMES.. WHEN YOU’LL NEED SOMEONE.. I WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE.. THERE IS A LIGHT, THAT SHINES, SPECIAL FOR YOU, AND ME..”


TO HER IT SOUNDS LIKE FRENCH. SHE’S NOT USED TO IT. HER FATHER WAS NEVER THERE SO SHE’S NOT LOOKING FOR HIM STAY NEITHER. HE’S TOO SOFT, AND LOOK SMART AND DRESSes SHARP. HE’S VERY PICKY WITH HIS WORDS BUT SHE’S LISTENING WITH HER EYES. “WHY HE DRIVES THAT KIND OF CAR?” “I’M USED TO MEN IN TIMS...” BUT HE WEAR LOAFERS. NERDY IN a PINK TIES, EVERY GIRL WANTS HIM BUT HE WANTS HER. SHE’S CLOSED IN SO HE LEFT, BUT SHE COMPARES HIM TO THE OTHER GUY AND HER HEART BREAKS AGAIN. NEITHER MEN are RIGHT FOR her. SHE GOT NO CLUES ON WHAT SHE NEEDS. SOME MEN ARE NOT RIGHT FOR THE REST AND SOME MEN ARE JUST BEST BY THEMSELVES.

Two spoiled apples are still two spoiled apples. One bad apple can spoil a basket full of fruits


- The Artist I AM BLESSED BEYOND MEASURE. I LIVE TO BLESS OTHERS. IF ANYONE WISH FOR A FRIEND, I AM AN EXAMPLE OF HIM. IF A LOVER SEEKs ANOTHER, THEN SHE IS LOOKING FOR ME. I AM FOUND WHERE THE FOUNTAIN RUNS. NEVER WILL YOU FIND ME OUT OF LUCK. I NEVER TRY TO BE WHAT I’M NOT. YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME MAD. I AM ALWAYS HOPEFUL, GRATEFUL, AND i TRY MY BEST TO BE TRUTHFUL. I STAND TALL DESPITE WHATEVER the outcome MAYBE. CHECK YOUR VISION YALL, YOU ARE LOOKING AT an INSPIRATION. I INSPIRE NOBLES,; TRANSPIRE MY SPIRIT THROUGH MY WORDS AND MY ACTION. YOU DEAR SPEAK AGAINST ME, YOU WILL BE


PROSECUTED FOR BLASPHEMY. YOU REQUIRE WISDOM, INTELLIGENCE

AND GOOD SPIRIT TO BEFRIEND ME. VISUALIZE THIS yall... MY PHYSIQUE IS AWESOME, ALL MY TOOTH ARE ACCOUNTED FOR, MY EYES ARE NOT DISTORTED, MY EARS ARE PLACed in perfect alignment. MY LIPS ARE PENCILED IN TO PERFECTION. ASK MY LOVER, MY KISSES ARE so DELIGHTFUL. MY TASTE ARE OH SO HEAVENLY. MY TONGUE MAKES MUSIC IN THE RIGHT MOMENT, AND TRANSFERs RHYTHM TO MATCH HEART BEATs . FINGER NAILS PERFECT. TOE NAILS GROOMED. SOME SAY, MY WHOLE IMAGE IS an INSPIRATION TO PICASSO. NEVER MIND THAT I CAN MAKE MY LOVER WISH FOR NOTHING MORE THAN MY ATTENTION. YOU WILL FIND ME IN GOOD COMPANY. MY FRIENDS KEEP ME BREATHING, MY KINDREDs KEEP ME LIVING, MY FOES KEEP ME GRATEFUL. ALL THE ABOVE are JUST HINTS OF WHAT YOU’RE IN FOR, BUT FOR NOW, I’LL KEEP THIS INTRODUCTION VERY SIMPLE.

- HELLO, MY NAME IS BAYO -


#Freshwords YOU CAN ONLY APPRECIATE LOVE IF YOU SHOW IT

YOU ARE NEVER THERE WHEN I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP, SO DON’T YOU DARE COMPLAIN WHEN MY JOY ARRIVE

THEY CAN NEVER THINK YOU ARE GOOD UNLESS YOU BELIEVE YOU ARE GREAT

THE TRAGEDY OF LIFE IS NOT DEATH BUT THOSE THINGS WE ALLOW TO DIE WHILE WE ARE STILL LIVING

ALL YOU NEED IN THIS WORLD IS LOVE And Music, IF YOU can’t FInd love, SING ABOUT IT

LIFE IS ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS RELATIONSHIPS ARE ABOUT PEOPLE PEOPLE ARE LIKE WATER YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE THEIR CURRENT MIGHT FLOW

THE HAPPIEST PEOPLE ARE NOT THOSE WHO HAVE IT ALL FIGURED OUT.

ONE of THE BIGGEST RELATIONSHIP PROBLEM IS NOT TRUST, OR RESPECT... IT’S CONSISTENCY.

HAPPINESS KEEPS YOU IN SYNC WITH THE BEAUTY OF LIFE. FIND YOUR CIPHER AND PLUG IN.

YOU NEVER KNOW HOW GOOD YOU HAVE IT TILL YOU MEET SOMEONE WHO TREASURES YOUR WASTE.

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