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"Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of the moon." Rumi


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Anticipation

He caressed my mind
Just as my heart began to open.
Like a thief jn the night
He cleverly awoke me with his declarations,
Snuck deep into dark wounds
Despite his limitations –
These lesions slowly dissipate into haze.
But with not a single gaze,
How’d he know to get in?

Penetrating my thoughts,
He’s become a pro at deciphering
The moods my soul swings to;
And as my heart he pursues,
He causes a fluttering that knows no harm.
Unarmed, I give in gradually
But hesitantly.
Should I? Should I not?
Why not?

Reasoning with a lack of reasons,
A case I’m unable to state
For the places I’ve been
Compare not to the places he’s seen
Through dreams which enchant a morrow
He knows will ensue pleasure and ease.
His love has instantly become immeasurable
As he unravels a knot that choked
Me for far too long with a memoir
That would otherwise have no end.

There’s a sunrise in his lingo
And a misty coolness that oozes
Its way into my core –
I wonder if this sensation
Will whistle past the graveyard.
Mmm, raindrops taste like sweet persimmons
Every time the thought of him lingers in my senses-
Delicate and subtle;
But I anticipate encountering in the physical
For it shall confirm what my visions
Have alluded to as I patiently wait.
Ah, to anticipate forever through a single soul.


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A poetic conversation

Him:  Clear is your voice

Like crystals that shatter

When you scatter the silence

And that’s when I can see the light

Shine through a prism you created

HerA light so bright as if directly from Source

My warmth is stimulated

Like the solar plexus massaged with mustard oil

It’s invigorating

Him:  So different, the colors, when you’re elated

That beam and seem to bring dreams to reality

HerElated by a prose so smooth

It slides from one realm of existence

Into another

A mist that encompasses most aspects

Of joy never thought possible


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Let’s Be Fit (music & poetry?)

Well, here is something a friend of mine experimented with back in late 2011. I finally have it on Sound Cloud, and well, I finally have a Sound Cloud account, which I plan to use often (as soon as I get some recording done)

It is one of my favorite pieces, Let’s Be Fit mixed in with music.

Just click the link and hope you guys enjoy!


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Let’s Be Fit (Pt.1)

This is the first half of one of my signature spoken word pieces.
I will post a video of me performing this in Jamaica when I finally access it.
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Diluting the way we live life,
Technology over powers our substantial beliefs:
Social feeds have transformed our egos;
Social needs are being ignored;
Self-absorbed; we care only for our selves.
Are we not our brother’s keeper?
Information flows through the internet
As situations take place,
And as we enter it, we watch in amazement.
And with a click of a button we go back to our lives,
Oblivious of what we witness,
Ignorant of why we should care,
With the audacity to say, “f*ck my life”,
We watch others in despair.
The East is raging in war.
The West is overflowing.
Our countries are slowly dying
While our leaders are ever growing.
And its mind blowing
How we live in these bubbles,
Pretending to know what we don’t-
To care for what we could care less for.
This ain’t no utopian world.
There’s no perfection in our social-political system.
NEWSFLASH:
There is no world peace.
We don’t live in “ideal socialism”.
There’s no such thing as inter-religious relationships.
Death and suffering is part of our existence.
 
But even though this is true,
Still I ask…
Why must we look the other way?
Why must we disregard the pain of others,
The struggle of many,
And the attempt at survival for some?
Let’s not get reeled into selfishness.
Bring back that substance that once existed in our hearts –
That truth we longed for.
Let our prayers be not of our wants and needs
But for our neighbors.
Let’s pray for that world peace.
We need to open our eyes,
Engage in society,
Protect our environment,
Live with integrity.
Physically, mentally, spiritually
Let’s Be Fit


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Stepping Back

And I saw her –

Dancing in the silhouette of the music,

Pleasantly smiling

At what’s become her new territory.

She reminded me of me.

I took note:

She was solid.

Firm in solidarity.

Her familiarity with

The atmosphere

Was an indication of my demise;

I know how to lose.

In the wilderness I retrace my tracks,

Rocking side to side

On a hammock that soothes

An aching heart.

Mornings of mist

Are now my comfort.

The honey dew of midnight

Accompany my spirit

Like a lovebird at dawn.

I’ve withdrawn,

Accepting of being overcome

But not succumbed.

I rise in a fog storm

As it transforms pain into

Nostalgia of what once was;

I smile again.

And in remembrance of my own silhouette

I press reset with a genuine touch.

It isn’t my time.