Smoke Us A Cigarette, Then Go Back To Sleep. Sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Yeah, I'm back already! See what happens to those who wait? Ok, so maybe that's a terrible usage of that term. Whatever. So, yeah, for whatever reason, I'm in a big rap music phase this evening. As my previous blog showed with the Ying Yang Twins song, and now with this song: Sensual Seduction. Yes, I'm aware that's the censored version of the song. I just feel odd typing.........Sexual Erup...........well, you know. And I first heard it as Sensual Seduction, so there. Ha. It's by Snoop Dogg. You probably knew that. Anyways, for some reason, I absolutely love the video for this song, and well, the song is incredibly catchy.

Here you go:

More Def Poetry Jam!

Tell me, true, what’s life like on the 82nd floor?
When people walk in, are your clothes strewn all across the floor?
The room is likely empty, in spite of all your hate
A life of irrelevance was never in debate
The days are much longer, like the nights aren’t even there
Still remember the Autumn sun shining in her hair
Growing tired of the corporation, I cannot live to serve, though
I can live happily knowing we’ll all get what we deserve

I saw something peculiar in that frame, in that frame
I’ve never been the best with names, best with names
Treating sacrilegion as its own four letter word
Yet no one really truly understands

So, tell me true, why’s life so blue on the 82nd floor?
In a private holding cell, so glad to close the door
It’s a mystery to me, indeed, what’s needed to survive
A meaningless existence to some, though they’re still alive

Def Poetry Jam #whatever.

So, I finally wrote something. I broke out of the writer's block I was in for awhile and I came up with something. I call it Aftermath. Not really sure what it's about. It just kinda randomly came to me so I wrote it down. I guess I would say it's about a town being destroyed and someone's memories of it, but I guess you can look at it however. I wrote it though, so you can trust me. ;) Anyways, hope this doesn't suck.

AFTERMATH

The clouds engulfed the sun
As the people stopped and stared
The streets echoed their silence
Desparation in the air
The sky was rather glum
Potential death from above
As the bandoliers lamented
On girls they once loved

Oh, what a day that was

The silence turned to madness
As panic came to mind
Good feelings changed to sadness
A mystery to find
The shockwaves shook the framework
Of our beloved town
Now we must accept the loss
Of the only home we'd found

Oh, what a day that was

It was a slightly dark day
On July thirty-first
To some it was the best
While others thought it was the worst
Decimation as a good thing?
I will never understand
Though it seems all hope is lost
The future's in our hands

Oh, what a day that was

Though this happened long ago
The images remain
Like a made for TV movie
Plays and replays in my brain
Though I knew I couldn't save them
I'll be damned if I didn't try
But in all my time on Earth
I'll never know the reasons why

Oh, what a day that was

Def Poetry Jam #3!

I propose a 51st star to put upon our flag
Because I feel the need to escape the USA
A newly renovated reservation for myself
I'll fake a smile, pretending it's ok

Please interrupt me if you've heard this story once before
One man rebelling against the world
In an attempt to justify fictional causes in his mind
Perhaps he'll even end up with the girl

This city and this town seem to always drag me down
Nobody ever shows me sympathy
Thought I'd lost the only thing that ever meant a thing to me
I'm getting by in life's classroom with a D

Def Poetry Jam #2!

I am nonexistant
I am never there
I'm tired of pretending
Pretending I don't care
I am in a lonely place
I am with my friends
Feeling like I can't escape
From those whom I depend on

I am the toxic fumes in the atmosphere
Responsible for global warming, so they say
I am the sun and it's rather warm embrace
Telling you it's time to start the day
I am the rain on a summer afternoon
Falling like tiny missiles from the sky
I am the baptized man cleansed of all decay
Though I do not know the reasons why

I am isolated
From all my doubts in fears
If I just ignore them
It's like they were never here
I am everything at once
In the universe
Things will likely get better
Before they get worse

I am the combine that harvests all the crops
Getting your work done before the game
I am the parachute pants in your closet
That you don't wear 'cause your friends think they're lame
I am the wings on a bald eagle
Helping the icon of America to fly
I am the sun as it shines upon the world
Though I do not know the reasons why

I am sleeping right now
I cannot hear your words
Counting sheep has bored me
Some might call me disturbed
You are right beside me
Though, you're truly far away
Everything is jumbled inside
I can't find the words to say

I am the toxic fumes inside the atmosphere
That cause the acid rain to fall down from the sky
I am the sun and it's nonexistant face
Watching the world as it starts up the day
I am the rain on a summer afternoon
As noticeable as a battle cry
I am the baptized man cleansed of all decay
And thankfully, I know the reasons why

Def Poetry Jam!

I shower you with praises
You leave me all alone
The world has fallen apart
But I still got my phone
I'm not surprised
Everything about life, they dispise
As they wipe the tears from their eyes
As they spend their lives slaving away

She wants me to fix her broken heart
But I'm too busy mending mine
I fear that picking up the pieces
Is too much responsibility

Dear, I've had a wonderous night
But this is not the one
You constantly insult my maturity
Baby girl, you're no fun

She wants me to fix her broken heart
All the thread is used on mine
Holding the fragile halves together
The tension ripping them apart

The sun rises from the cloud
Is that a tree suspended in the sky?
The children frolick through the flowers
As I feel as if I'm high

I don't need the sympathy of all your stupid friends
Just throw me in the fire and leave me be
In the past, we were the best of friends, a faded memory now
I don't care about conformity

She wants me to fix her broken heart
But I fear that I cannot
A job of that magnitude
Requires a better man than I

Poetry Time!!!!

Here's some lyrics I wrote. Well, I guess without, you know, music to back it up, it's technically a "poem". But I don't know. Lyrics sound cooler. And I can't think of anything to post at the moment, so I'm posting these lyrics..........ahem........this poem. So yeah, enjoy it. Or don't. Whatevs. :D

The San Francisco Bay

The sun sets over San Francisco Bay
I wonder what I’ll learn today
And these thoughts I have, I must confess
A world in trouble is a world nonetheless

I’ve taken all the tests and written all the notes
Could I eventually see this is all a joke?
Winter shakes me, the sun’s a small relief
From all the devastation, and all the thieves

The sun sets over San Francisco Bay
I wonder the lessons I will learn today
And since you left me, these thoughts I must confess,
A heart that’s been broken, is a heart nonetheless

I don’t know why I expected you to change
You may act different now, but your attitude’s the same
Would like to see me fly like a wingless dove?
The torture and the pain of unrequited love

The sun has set tonight over San Francisco Bay
I find myself befuddled, can’t find the words to say
Without you here I have no life, I must confess
A life without you in it is a life nonetheless

Poetry = Result of Boredom.

Just some stuff I've written out of boredom. Hope they don't suck. ;D

The first thing I wrote, was my attempt to come up with a bunch of random lines that had the last word of them rhyme with "pass". That kinda failed, but it's still interesting. Haha. Enjoy.

EVERYTHING WILL COME TO PASS






Everything will come to pass,

Nothing in our lives will ever last,

We can’t change the past,

Everything will come to pass.



Friends grow up too fast,

The outcast of the senior class,

Looking through the glass,

Everything will come to pass.





Nice guys finish last,

Constantly harassed,

Nobody has any class,

But everything will come to pass.





Survivors of the blast,

No recollection of the past,

Every passing glance, means nothing, because

Everything will come to pass.

Everything will come to pass.

Everything will come to pass.




The next poem I wrote, ironically titled "I Can't Sleep" was written on a night when I (you guessed it!) couldn't sleep. I'm pretty proud of it. I hope you are too.

What?

Nevermind, just check it out!


I CAN’T SLEEP






Sleep is coming soon,

As I lay in bed, the calendar reads “June”,

The way things used to be,

All my memories are scattered on the floor





Pictures, and hopes and dreams,

Have fallen apart, it seems,

The moonlight nearly wakes the dead,

And I cannot seem to go to bed





It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless they appear,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here

‘Cause I can’t sleep





Insomnia’s so cruel to me,

You know, you reap all that you sow,

Karma’s never been my friend,

Why? I do not know,

The dripping of the faucet

Sounds like the dropping of grenades,

Destroying everything I knew,

As the shadows play charades

It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless it appears,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here

‘Cause I can’t sleep





The sandman’s calling for me,

But I cannot reply,

The bed is like a prison cell,

Awaiting my goodbye





It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless they appear,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here