Nov 22, 2010

R.I.P JB

U was too young son to throw ur hat in the ring
Fighting like a soldier ,with everything to conquer anything
U contravene, although they kept you quarantined
25 years, and then pouf then  your gone
Now, how am I suppose to move on
Now tell me how the show is suppose to go on
When it still remain dark in the mist of the dawn
2009 the fifth day, of the seventh
While I watch u smile and struggle your heart beginning to  leaven
U left and caught the grey hound right straight to heaven
wishing that you can win the battle once again
Or Be born again
With Your loss we will forever suffer your royal pain
I’m not gonna just keep you mentally alive
As if you’re an archive
I admired your strife
You were larger than life
I still pray for you at bedtime
I still wish I could of giving you some of my enzyme
And maybe you might have had a longer lifetime
At least you would of been here at this point of time
Every body has their time god needed an angel and it was u that had to go
He needed a commando to guard heavens chateaux
I will still look for you in the clouds after the rain in the rainbow shadow
And keep my hellos in my pocket until we meet again tomorrow

Nov 18, 2010

I AM KNOCKING

I AM KNOCKING GOD. And please answer your door
Let me in ,, like u have before
This road has become too much to bore
On ur front porch god its worth standing for
I have fallen, and no one is here to pick me up
Sometimes I feel like the devil has his ways to set me up
Im in thirst for ur love, please pour it in my cup
I will not rest until its filled all the way up
No one is here to wipe my tears
No one is here to lend both ears
Trials and tribulations has reappear
And I need you to appear and remain near
No shoulders what so ever to lean on,
I need u to come on
And shine ur light upon
Here on  and forever on
I AM KNOCKING GOD, I see u in there
Answer ur door, and come up off of ur chair
I need you to rid all of my despair
Walk on air,, wear and tear what ever u do I NEED U HERE
Please push aside the curtains so I can see ur faith
I need u right now and not yesterday
Not tomorrow, I need u today
Right this minute I say
I AM KNOCKING GOD, and I can feel u in there
I have no choice but to be here
Give me sum  strength so I can be better prepared
This thing called life has taken its share
I AM KNOCKING GOD, and I can hear you
Is this what I gotta go thru
Just to be closer to you
U know me and I definitely know you
I AM KNOCKING GOD, and im about to break in
Its time for my remission of sins
I need u desperately, in my soul ,, deep with in
No need to speak god, im here to take what u have for me to mend

Nov 5, 2010

Choose he the higher power,

I’m on the Inside ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Looking Outside
Watching,,, the whole world collide
Underneath the thundering skies ,currently,,,  Darfur Genocide
Haiti’s always on T.V yall, I thought revolution would not be televised
While Brazil is defined as the nation’s largest under aged sex paradise
Healthcare crisis, Child transvestites
While pimps manage to deceive overdeveloped minors under the city night lights
Natural disasters, budget cuts,, and don’t forget the anti Christ
Child soldiers with their blanket to their left and their Battle Rifle to their right
South China braces for deadly typhoons
When almost every night seems like the full phase of the moon
Biological warfare sprinkle from meteorological balloons
Freedom is declining yall, so stay tune
Police brutality
Fucked up world of Illuminati’s
Crack head babies, screaming mommy don’t turn ur back to me
HIV and GUN violence goes head to head on these city streets
While abortions are advertising on yellow pages sheets
Earthquakes and tsunamis
His religion say honor the Lord, and surpass the ammunition
While Cholera killing my people,, due to lack of sanitary condition
And they got the nerve to post that shit like it’s a fucking art exhibition
We need a peace requisition
Better yet an intermission
There’s nuclear nonproliferation, that place us in fucked up situations
Human-enhanced ‘natural disasters
Living in a world of counterfeit pastors
While revelations is taken its place a lil bit faster
No inspiration for the convicted
They have no options but to recommit
They cutting down on work permits
Crying recession, so us black folks would stop trying and say fuck that shit
Finally Global Disaster Forecast Tonight,,,, Partly cloudy, with a chance of anti-human shit
Humidity levels are on the rise
While the media are telling us global warming lies
Many places across the U.S.A broke record highs
While the old natural citizen’s folks cant afford Medicare, so they just sit aside,,,,,,,,,,,,And wait to die
BP says oil has stopped leaking
For how long tho, cuz it seems like they are using unmediated techniques,,, and
Wide spread triple-digit epidemics reaching its highest peak,,, and
We gotta find tranquility, and so I bespeak
This life here is beyond the darkest times
While innocent children are fatal bystanders from these streets crimes
I want to shock and disturb ur mind so u can see the truth with in these equator lines
There's No Justice in the World
The revelation banner has been unfurled
It’s hidden in the headlines, im not ur only papergirl
Stimulate ur mind, spread the word,, avoid feeding ur soul crap  that’s too absurd
Mark of the beast has come amongst us with microchips
Choose he the higher power, so when chaos goes, we will sail away in his merchant ship
Choose he the higher power, so when chaos goes, we will sail away in his merchant ship
Choose he the higher power, so when chaos goes, we will sail away in his merchant ship

Oct 16, 2010

keep it on replay

He say he can feel my pain
u see,,, dats the type of shit that drives me insane
he seem to knw when I worry , cuz I don’t complain
and his soul, it’s a bit mundane
he’s a unique nigga that can truly read my heart
he always seem to hit the right spot when eva he shoots his dart
our souls cant maintain whenever we are apart
he can predict my sunshine,, like a meteorologist reading from a weather chart
oh shit that cupid bite ,,, do really sting
after we got caught up ,,,nude ,,,right in the thermal spring
hes now my king , on my right wing
he been told me that itll be more that just a fling
when he speak , we have a substantial conversation
shit neva gets oblique, cuz his love releases all of my frustrations
and u can tell that he neva gets vexed by any type temptations
cuz he says im the only one that have him in deep fascination
he say a QUEEN should neva work, cuz her job is in the home
next to his throne
and when ever I feel ill, he’ll feed me some sea Holm
and if I wanna sneak sum time with him, he definitely gets rid of Tyrone
when he’s around, I swear I can hear my wind chimes
singing to me in a poetic rhyme s
he knows that it gets me all the time
and mos defenitly I aint lying
have u eva had a dream dats so clear as day??
Have u eva had ur questions answered , soon after u prayed??
Have u eva had a regular day, for no reason ,, u get surprised, with a rose bouquet ???
I have,, im in love with this nigga, and im a keep it on replay
keep it on replay
keep it on replay
keep it on replay,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
by illustrious 05.2010

addicted

What’s better than sex
That makes your tongue reflex
While expressing all of your interests
Of your feelings that explodes in your nerves’ from your ineptness
Of your soul that your mind and soul just cannot control
Just cant no longer with hold
The utterance of your heart that when it speaks it makes you climax
To the highest impact
That makes your toes and eyes roll back
And the hairs on your back, stands up, just like that,,,,
When my mind don’t direct my heart to write
I can feel my insides ready to put up a fight
It keeps me up all night,
tossing and turning, oh for my pen, I’m painfully yearning
In my mind I’m blowing up like a dynamite
My paper is like my crack
And my pen is like my pipe
My poetry speaks nothing but facts
When my words are like the ultimate fight
And at the same time my style is very sultry
I’ve got to admit I’m addicted to poetry
Or is poetry addicted to me
Because I stay in desperate need
Like a bounded slave,, crying to be set free
Like an over due baby in the womb
Like the anxious
Jesus being held in the tomb
I just write when sometimes it don’t pertains to whom
Give me some more papers because I’m running out of room
I’m running out of room and I gotta express how I feel
that’s the only way that I know I can keep It real
I’ve got to admit I’m addicted to poetry
Or is poetry addicted to me,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
By: illustrious 09

DeJaVu