InJustice

The wind whispers
sounds of autumn
leaves crumble,
speedy on the track of life
as we watch those who stumble,
the sun sets,
I’m watching the sky turn grey,
Experiencing the lonely road of another day,
Only true comfort exist in the arms of black mothers
Another day of ghetto mattresses
piss infested wit no covers,
And when the rain pours,
we close windows and lock doors,
find shelter to avoid the quiet storm,
We run from the pain and anguish
car notes and bank statements,
Wondering when the love left.
I just have to reflect…
my love is eternal,
I’m watchin my soul fly free,
my love's black on both side most definitely
Anticipating the beauty
Inviting color into my onyx world
Holding on to dreams means for living.
Our love is meant for giving.
Yet
The condition of my environment
Is preventing my progression towards success
I have to get out.
I have to fly free from…
An environment non-conducive to the American dream,
America the beautiful has a black eye,
it festers like the sore Langston Hughes spoke of,
where's the dove of peace?
if the street rainbow has no gold at end,
just tarnished brass.
What of real love our street need?
Real justice our souls bleed?
Ancestors died fighting now they being made a mockery.
While death falls freely to the innocent,
no resolution
just disposition.
Color blinded by desires.
Misprints of black and white.
Shades of gray unwelcomed.
Oh, such a familiar sight,
Our plight
Lil black boys and girls
Experiencing a different world
Merry-Go-Rounds full of destruction
In conjunction,
The enemy,
Creating hood celebrities.
A mentality,
Where being streets smarts
And hood savvy
Is glorified as success.
What the hell is happening?
When work shifts equal 8 hours on the corner.
A bullet wound your badge of honor.
Where is the love within all the drama.
How backwards our worlds have become.
Selfish desires keep us from unity.
Justice keeps us from living.
The easy way out keeps us from working.
We must start speaking our greatness back into existence.

Raped!

Releasing these words from the ink of my heart
Progression ever so gently graces my mental
Relapsing memories
Tragically coming into my womanhood
I was victimized,
In the moment,minute, and for years to come.
I keep replaying memories
words unspoken
While actions speak loudly
I want to escape.
I am trying to...


My Imagination
I Imagine myself dancing upon stars
Joy on Points
Melodies
Everything becoming my being
Temporarily this was the world I lived in...
My world.


I was snatched
out of this fantasy
This trance
with a touch
A simple Touch
A Touch that seemed at one point so gentle and loving
Just a Touch.

Now violates physical essence
Dangerously invading the space of the mind
Mine
I thought my body was mine.
I claim it as mine,
belonging to me and only me
It's not for you, not to be shared
I am selfish!

Traveling through life unconsciously
I am Lost.
Losing my identity,
Slipping through life,
Unrecognized,
Voiceless,
no character,
person-less
X

X marks the spot
Bruises cover the spot
Sounds enhances the spot
Fear keeps this spot,
I remember.
Remember
Remember when I was me!

Me living freely!
Smiling freely,
dancing freely,
singing freely.
I wanted so badly to be Freed!

Escaping mentally
My Imagination
Imagining I am dancing upon stars
Joy on Point!
Melodies

I am becoming my being
Temporarily
this was the world
I lived
Before life died inside me.
Unison
Monochromatic
Procedural
Living

Until touch stole it all.

PROGRESSION

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I've hated

I've cried

I've mentally died

I've laughed

I've happily smiled

I've believed

I've conquered

I've spoken

I've sung

I've danced

I've walked

I've stood!

Finally I've progressed from my past

Grown

Growth

Progression

chasing....

reality tipping
fantasy dreaming
epiphanys of uncommon wealth
temporary relief of negative moans
and
heartless trips
In reality's hallway...
destiny's corridor,
vision's vestibule,...
my superstardom awaits
‎​Questioning my every move
is this the minor desire waiting for me
‎​Lurking in the voided place,
stalking my confidence,
pulling at my pride,
Stabbing at my soul
this is the internal battle that I cannot win
.... Beads of inspiration sprinkle my feet constantly walkin w ambition

Dreams of Black...edited by jovonna rodriguez

No longer haunted by insecurities

Of beauty,

Of image,

Of self-esteem.

The suicide of mis-education.

A grave marked with victory.

Failure was the plague of my people,

Now progression is our disease that we wish not to cure.

Melodic orchestras

Of educated conversation roam our streets,

Traveling within the ears of our young ones.

This is the noise we never want to silent.

Youth repeating,

Studying,

Rehearsing,

And finally attempting to understand,

Motivated speeches.

There are so many dreams to be conquered

And cycles to be broken.

The prostitution against the government

The hypocrisy of defeat,

The money and greed,

No longer defines us

Jails and graves have no place for our freed souls.

Let's have a funeral for stereotypes

That has only manipulated our enemy’s mind against us.

Outliving myths

And false hopes of failure

Against our beautiful complexion.

Inner beauty lives.

Salute to the Ebony queens

Who make love to education

And birth geniuses

Intimacy built on

Character references instead of bastard situations

Or victims of selfish one-night stands.

Nothing but love

To the onyx kings

Who speak with eloquence and sophistication,

Instead of producing words of ignorance and remedial conversation.

Dreams of black!

Reality of Beauty.

Recognition from within.

Reality Speaking

Passion awaits,
debates of politically corrupt politicians, with ambitions of greed and seeds of hate,
ubiquity and iniquity settle the score...

A battle where intelligence has become the target
against poverty stricken mentalities yearning for concern
in world where the simplest word attacks the being of a soul
A soul drenched in agony,
the irony of a prom queen spirit,
waring against a strippers reality...

the brutality of a strong current
beating against the shore
of my mental capacity ‎​
A Love story turned into a tragedy...‎​

Lookn through the eyes of my heart there's no reason to accept love
to live freely
conquering fears of heartbreak
and the aches of my souls
treading within
Fighting the demons of hate
battling daybreak and sunset
where am I to go
existing in a world where to live is to die
and to die is to live....

Yet again I'm left in question
Struggling to comprehend
The beginning from the end
Of it all.

POETRY IS MY WORLD

ALLEGORY

ALLITERATION

ANAPEST

ASSONANCE

AUBADE

ALL VIGOROUSLY DOMINATING MY THOUGHT PATTERNS

BALLAD

CAESURA

CHARACTER

COMPLICATION

CONNOTATIONS

COUPLET

BECOMING MY SUN MY MOON AND MY STARS

THE DISTANCE BETWEEN IMAGINATION AND CREATIVITY

DENOTATION

DIALOGUE

DICTION

PRONOUNCING EVERY WORD OF THIS WITH CLARITY

ELISION

ENJAMBMENT

EPIC

EXPOSITION

BEING THE MUSE AND THE CREATOR

FLASHBACK

IMAGERY

IRONY

KWANSABA

SEVEN

SEVEN LETTERS

WORDS

SENTENCES

SYLLABLES

SEVEN

THE NUMBER BEFORE BEGINNING

METAPHOR

ODE

SOFTLY HEARING MELODIES OF YOU IN MY SOUL

RHYTHM

FOOTSTEPS MATCHING THE STRIDE OF MY MIND

POETRY HAS BECOME MY WORLD

LIVING IN ME

BIRTHING FROM ME

DELIVERING THROUGH ME

AND FINALLY FREEING ME....

Thoughts

Its amazing how i can be so full from just a thought of you
anything beyond that would be a bliss
beautifully....
Conversation engraved upon the ears of my mind.
And the lips of your bein
kisses me daily....
My euphoric escape is by you alone....
The presence of you lingers in my mind nightly
leaving my mental in total awe.....
Captivated by the way a single word from you can make me smile
radiates from my soul...
Your very essence ever so gently flooding my thought process

STORM

YOU VISIT ME IN MY DREAMS
FOUR TIMES A WEEK
SPEAKING TO MY SUNRISE
KISSING MY SUNSET
CONSTANTLY FREAKING MY MENTALITY
DEDICATED TO MY PLEASURE
KISSING MY FEMININITY W PASSION
AROUSING ME WITH EVERY VISIT
CARVING YOUR WAY THROUGH MY CHOCOLATE FRAME
MOLDING ME INTO YOUR IMAGE
IVE BECOME YOUR MUSE
SEE YOU APPEAR IN MY DREAMS FOUR TIMES A WEEK
SATISFYING MY EVERY DESIRE
YOUR THE REASON WHY I CRAVE MY SLEEP
TO HAVE MY ANTICIPATION HELD AND KISSED
TO BE IN SYNC WITH MY VISITOR, MY ARTIST, MY PLEASER,
TO BE TAKEN WHERE NOBODY KNOWS ME AND YOU EXIST
EVERY NIGHT
I PREPARE FOR AROUSAL
EMBRACE THE ESSENCE
WELCOME ECSTASY AS IT SURROUNDS ME
YOU HAVE APPEARED IN MY DREAMS FOUR TIMES A WEEK
AND EACH TIME I'M STUCK, UNABLE TO COMPREHEND YOUR VOICE WHISPERS
TEMPORARILY CONFUSED FROM THE WAY YOU STEP INTO MY CONSCIOUS
TAKING ME FURTHER THEN WE HAVE GONE BEFORE
AND EACH TIME YOU LEAVE ME WITH GOOSEBUMPS ON MY DESIRES
SHIVERING IN MY FANTASIES
SPEECHLESS IN MY SOUL
EROTICALLY I GO PLACES WHERE NOBODY KNOWS..

FOUR LETTER WORD......-RAHEEM DEVUAGHN

I taste sweet melodies every time I kiss you
I yearn and toss and turn, every time I find myself missing you
Rain falls your sound is wet, don't feel as wet when ain't inside of you
Your skin is so a silhouette, at the stroke of my finger tips
Cause I hope your not the prototype, but the makings of the real deal
See it's been some time been some time since you came around
So I recognize just what I feel

It's that old four letter word that I feel you, when I touch you yeah
It's that old four letter word that I taste, when I kiss you yeah
It's that old four letter word that I recognize, so familiar yeah
It's that old four letter word Love love love love love love love

I feel sexy and confident, when I illuminate in your eyesight
I feel speechless and spellbound, so what's the use of even tryin' to put up the fight
I let down all my guards, you persuaded me when u did the same
I'm through it, played all my cards; I found a higher ground, a higher place
See it's been some time been some time, I know where u been, I been waitin on ya
But welcome back, I hope you're here to stay, here to stay
I always here about, sing about, even write about ya
Just know I had ya till ya slipped away

It's that old four letter word that I feel you, when I touch you yeah
It's that old four letter word that I taste, when I kiss you yeah
It's that old four letter word that I recognize, so familiar yeah
It's that old four letter word Love love love love love love love

This time this time this time this time
This time this time this time this time

Letter to the sky part 3

Journey down this road yet again
Victory in sight
yet, defeat keeps riding past me
No Setback
Refused Defeats ride this time.
Looking for motivation
i stop for reflection
diluted connection
muted
silence
no voice, no words, no emotions.
empty, broken inside
striving to live
or
living to die
this roulette of my mental
shakens me
haunts me
pauses me
what is this feeling that i have no control over
no, no, no No, NO!
look up to the sky
sun smiling at me
speaking strentgh into my soul
brushing myself off,
wiping off fear
doubt still on my back
outrunning failure
and laughing at defeat
victory
who am i to be defeated?
for i am set apart
my dream wouldnt allow it
postivity
my ambitions requires it
motivation
my past enables it
progression
my futures resembles it
sucess
outran my hinderances
speaking final goodbyes
salutations
no need for emotional departures
negativity died along time ago
i look up the sky for where i am
is where im suppose to be forever
for the place im in now is my destiny
and i thank u for your clouds,
sun
and rain

my last letter to the sky

TRANSPERENCY

I often wondered how it would to be Happy and be seen without prejudgement
How it would feel to not live behind an emotional wall, to truly accept love for what it is and not be scared

Is there anyway to solve a problem that's so deeply rooted i refuse to look at it.

Looking at these mirrors im disgusted by my soul and heart reflection the emotional person I've become Isnt what i want.

Each day i go thru go motions of being happy but deep down happiness DOESNT really exist in my lonely world.

The struggle between self worth and emotions constantly battling for space in my mind daily consumes me.

So often I've gave lectures and encouraged others to let the wall down and accept change to let the heart live and welcome love.... To banish hurt n rejection from its permanent place and to welcome joy and peace in its place.

Words I've spoken but have not listened to, easier said then done. It is hard to move forward without dealing w unresolved issues.

What is true happiness and how do we know it exist?

Is it a pre-conceived notion that somehow comes naturally when were born.

Who teaches us to intimately love another being that deserves it?

Where do i begin to unlock one hurt, deal with the pain temporarily and never have to live with it again?

This permanent insanity of my heart has me rethinking my steps from a broken heart and yet it hasn't gotten easier. .....

MOMENTS IN LOVE

WRITING IN MY NOTEBOOK,
OF HOW IM SO INTO U,
AND ALL THIS LOVE ,
HAS ME CHASING PAVEMENTS
AND WITH THIS EMPIRE STATE OF MIND
ALL I EVER THINK ABOUT IS U
SO WE TAKE A NIGHT OFF,
TO ESCAPE TO OUR BED, BATH AND ANYWHERE BEYOND
EXPLORING JUPITER LOVE
ITS SO BEAUTIFUL
IT HAS ME GOING CRAZY 4 U,
TURNING MY LOVE INTO POETRY
GLAD I KEPT THE BEST FOR LAST
ACCEPTING LOVE AND HAPPINESS
SOMETHING UNBREAKABLE
THESE SIGNS
8 MINTUES TO SUNRISE
IS THIS WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE?
BECOMING MORE THEN A WEEKEND LOVER
DRIVEN TO CLOUD 9
TRAVELING THROUGH A COSMIC JOURNEY
BEYOND HOOKED ON YOU
WORDS PRODUCING AN EASY CONVERSATION
PRESENCE LEAVING ME SO HIGH

MY ECSTASY WORLD!

THIS - has me chasing highs unheard of
dancing to tunes unthinkable..
creating words not to be spoken
coloring images without tracing
singing lyrics with no melodies
yet
im so full from this
full from conversation and poetry
dreaming of unrealistic fantasies...

THIS- got me reminiscing on yesterday
those days when love was so easy
as a summer breeze
calm and free
detaching my soul from me temporarily

THIS - has me showing gratitude in every way imaginable
THANKS! can be said but i rather show u what thanks is

THIS- has me skipping beats and has my heart on pause
drawing on stars and signing on clouds....
painting my world the color of u!
just so i can surrounded by u...

see your presence is a gift and i don't want to waste it

THIS- has me rewriting letters of love
emphasizing every analogy to match what THIS is
is has me editing you into each sentence and marking punctuation with permanency
capitalizing moments from u


THIS-got me feeling kiddish n shit
feeling like school daze
writing your last name in my notebook
dreaming of being the missus...
got me signing on trees and marking up leaves...

THIS....THIS....THIS.......THIS IS MY HIGH!
MY ECSTASY WORLD!

MIND FUCK!

an intellectual freak....
waiting for u to fill me up with your verbs
choke me with your syllables
release on my lips your nouns that i swallow with ease
or maybe u dont like that
maybe if i got on top of your character
and rode the waves of grammar
kissing the pronouns of your neck
with my adjectives
or maybe
you will like the way synonyms fall from my full lips
of if not
maybe i should get on my knees and suck in your theory with lusftul desires
traveling from our mental
lick hungrily the punctation!

ELS...ELITE LEADERS IN SOCIETY

For all of my followers that wonder why i always tweet chasethedream, or wonder where i get it from? well here's your chance to read about the most positive movement and entertainment group in New York State. Elite Leaders in Society better knows as ELSis a young group of Entrepreneurs, that are trying to leave an impact on this society. That are looking to take risk that most young black males don't. They Separated themselves from the pack. Their Focus is to move forward and build. If its through event promotion, music, entertainment,real estate, etc we are going to force our way in. Its just about getting involved with the same people who have the focus and drive as you. this whole mission they have is a positive way to have fun, network and most importantly make money while mingling with friends. Founded in 2006, where their start was house parties amongst some eager entrepreneur. its as simple as dream and it all takes is hardwork and dedication to make dreams a reality hence the "chasethedream" movement. The "Chase The Dream" movement is about anything is possible. Don't let no one tell you its not possible. You have to pursue all your dreams. No matter what age, race, condition, or whatever, if you are willing to put in the hard work and dedication dreams do come true. How many people have you know that have come from nothing to something?? Its there for the taking. Its about how hard you want to get it. "Chase The Dream"....its not just a hashtag on twitter or a simple status on facebook. "chasethedream" has become a way of life for these young entrepreneurs and even for myself.....seeing how motivated ELS should inspire anybody to get up and chase their dreams....langston hughes said it best..."What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun?" therefore we cannot afford to just let our goals and aspirations to just shrivel up and die, so im encouraging everybody to "CHASE THE DREAM" and motivate yourself first then draw from others.... for the twitter readers follow @Dante_ELS<<<>

olde to aries!

An everyday road becomes an adventure for us unconsciously stepping into whirlwinds of disputes.
Disputes that not only can be mentally damaging but sometimes deadly to our prey. Demanding attention even from the unwilling subjects who dares to challenge our wit, unleashing a verbal storm leaving them 2 confused and angry to even respond. On the contrary erotically we are the diamond of all signs, sensually transforming each n every minute of our sexual movement. Becoming the physical drug ya mind has been yearning for….quickly taken away your sanity using your weakness to our advantage slowly teaching you a lesson never to be forgotten who are we Being compared to any other EGO. Our presence exudes recognition, no comparison, just admiration for our kind. Slow to speak but quick to act is how our lives are lived. Walking through life head held high because were always 5 steps ahead of the preyed upon. SUCCESS. Who are we. ARIES.

p.k

Perfection expected
Standards Given
Peoples personality
no identity
emotionless
NO!
feelings of rejection
alienated
not welcomed anywhere
turn to outside influence
looking for peace
instead found PIECE
5 mins here, 7 mins there, quick escape momentarily
soul still empty
hiding behind a "smile"
temptation now easy
no fight
church was a sanctuary
now my enemy
its inhabitants
pain to my heart
forced to contain my anger
no outlet
they was supposed to love
instead they hurt
struck deep
hypocrites
judging without understanding
struggle within self
inner demons
fighting this battle
but losing
each word becoming a strike
silent tears
DAMN CHURCH PEOPLE!

Grammar Sex

I love your cognitive poetic ways. You have evolved before my eyes. Its exciting to watch the roots as they develop. Each & every syllable that I have you may stroke as often and as many times as you'd like. Be aware, for each syllable you caress, will start to pronunciation, and this introduces affection, a verbal escalate the sensations be aware, for each syllable you caress with your eyes, caresses back. With each excitement you comprise onto them... They will reach out and grab the very fibers of your thoughts, thrusting themselves onto your dimensional comfort zone and slowly passing they're tongue along your cognitive curvy frame arousing each hair... When my physical grammar connects with your curvy physical letter "S". New vocabulary shall be born. New articulations shall be pronounced, and a new language shall be introduced. interrogate your senses, handcuff your desires & tease them.my words, seduce your eyes only to enter your mind, to then travel within your metaphors As they travel.. your sensations of desire, lust.. along with your emotions of wanting & needing get touched and played with finally meet each other.elevated so high in sensations,Sensuality. The good thing, we can keep doing this forever and it will never get boring...

HATE

animosity towards success
hostility to the motivated
revenge against the powerful mind
positivity not allowed in this environment
only achievement allowed is ruthless behavior and outbursts
rage drives and encourage
brutal words becomes bombs
targeting the positive one
rumors become missile falling
attentive
upon cold hearted ears
given life they sprout
evolving
grow intensely
resentment
jealousy takes over the mind
scorn
interfering with reality
exisistence
blinded by illusion
progress becomes offensive
deception
the mouth speaks words of disdain
provoking the hated for a reaction
isolation only encourages the negativity