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Every so often when life gets out of control, you read a book. The trouble is that, sometimes you can't tell the difference between the book and yourself. Some people lives are in the realm where reality and fiction bump heads too often.
For life is energy and make sure you travel within your own path, for you were appointed. And, if not, that strength is wasted on meaningless circumstances. So as life journeys on, pain and misery continues, consequently, gladness do evolve, still poetry is and will be an inner pulse for the human soul.
We carry on to write and remain as we rise, because “The Blues” may be a song, but by no means a fulfilled story. This occurrence of our peace of “music” will persevere to stir in our souls forevermore. For we inscribe for righteousness and clarity of thought.
These writings are an extraction of our thoughts concerning affection and distress, truth and unconventional feelings, equanimity, pleasure and disappointments, longsuffering and forgiveness, benevolence and goodwill, disillusionment and gratification, abhorrence and adoration, consternation and concerns, and imagination and dreams. These letters of passion are in hope to give thought provoking thoughts to our readers, of how we choose to walk with our daily lives, and how we behave towards our equal selves, meaning all mankind.
Where as, material things may seem to separate us, but in actuality tells the genuine story of how we are all akin. Accordingly, read and enjoy, but remember that all life is valuable and worthy of love. Now, do your best and give your most excellent service to all mankind with inclusive and undamaged uprightness. For every good gift should be performed within the very nature it was given.
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Publié par | AuthorHouse |
Date de parution | 07 avril 2008 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781467860451 |
Langue | English |
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Extrait
A Peace of Me And Me
by
Dr. Silent Owl and Nima Shiningstar-El
AuthorHouse™
1663 Liberty Drive, Suite 200
Bloomington, IN 47403
www.authorhouse.com
Phone: 1-800-839-8640
© 2008 Dr. Silent Owl and Nima Shiningstar-El. All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.
First published by AuthorHouse 4/1/2008
ISBN: 978-1-4678-6045-1 (ebk)
ISBN: 978-1-4343-6655-9 (sc)
Printed in the United States of America
Bloomington, Indiana
Contents
PART 1
Today
Don’t Cry For Me
Sympathy
Missing You
My Demise
Nino’s Sung
Dealers Athen
From My Heart 2 Yours
Pour Out A Little Liquor
There Was A Time
Birthday Boy
Demonic Love
My Walls
Anytime
Take The Time
You
I Find Myself
What U Said & What U Did
Aint Even
Night Crawler
Come With Me
Nights That Never Were
Come Over
So Now What?
What’s Up
Some Of Our Stories
Cry For My People
Who Am I
Strung Soul,
Untitled
Assault Against The Queen
My Hood
Fun In The Sun
Waterice Man
How
I Love You
Poetry
Find
Love Called
Here We Are
Him
Show
Trying
A True Man
As Fine As You Are
Your Smile
Waiting Game
Dream
Just Wanting To Hold You
Hey Pop
Dear Daddy
Fists
Fear
My Home
Diary Of A Dead Man
The Plot
Whispers
Ghetto Celebrity
Demetrius
I Wish
Thought
Lets Not Lie
Young Love
Why I Weep
Some Day
Payback
Ghetto Life
A Love Letter To Sesh’mu
When
I Need
Suffer
Hell On Earth
Hold
Rocket Ship
Be Still
Free
Miss Lady
So Real
Love
Stop Trippin
Damn
So Many Questions
Sho Nuff
Rip That Shit
Visual, Demon
Remember
No Time For Me
What Does It Mean T U Be Black?
My Baby
Sh-- Happens
Whats Next
My Potential
Closet
This Is Us
Dope Man
Grabble Robber
Secrets
My Right
This Love
Furthermore
PART 2
Dedication Page
A Day In The Way
A Long Day
Abrupt
Acid
Alone
Alone In A Strange Land
Anchor
As I Hold You
Because He Lives
Because U-R-U
Being Carried
Being For Real
Cabala
Colors
Come Back Home
Confusion
Dear Exit,
Dear Friend,
Dear Inter-Joy,
Dear Whom
Dearest One
Did God Move?
Don’t Give Up
Don’t Leave
Dr. Love,
Escape
“Eyez”
Focus
Forever, You & I
Friendhship-Sadness
Give The Sun A-day
Giving Thanks
Growth
Harmony
Here And Now
Holy
How
Hurting Ways
I Love You Tif,
I Try To Understand
In my Heart
In My Mind (Confusion)
In My Shoes
In This Dream
In You
In Your Time
It’s In My Heart
Just Imagine
Just In Love
Just Sex
A letter to GOD with Pain
Missing You
Missing U
More Confusion
My Dungeon
My Footsteps
My Journey
My Prayer
My Queen
My Storm
My Wounds
Not Sure
Nothing to Hold On, But
Nsydju
One Life To Live
Only U
Only You
Only
Open Arms
Passion
Precious One
Remembering
Running From Me
Seasons Change
Seduction
Share
Share My World
Sorry
State of Mind
Submission
Take Care
Tears On You
The First Class
The First Hit
The Masquerade
The Real You
Thinking
This Day
This One
Three Chairs
To My Baby:
Together Forever
Try Again
Un-Brake My Heart
Violation
Waiting
Wanting You
Watch
What Reason
Who Am I
Why Not!
Window
With My Heart
Within
Within You
About The Authors
PART 1
Today
I missed you today
I wished I could talk to you,
Just then you brushed against my cheeks
And you did what you always did; whisper a silly joke that I didn’t get; yet I smiled.
Just then we rode the wind like we did when we were little.
Just then I looked up and saw two clouds playing tag.
As I prepared to drop a tear,
The wind blew a little harder and pushed it back into nonexistence,
Just then you posed for one more picture.
And as I sit and daydream I realize that you are still with me,
So many years,
So many tears.
Never let them forget.
Not as long as I’m around
PS. talk to you soon
Don’t Cry For Me
Wipe the tears from your eyes.
Don’t cry for me I’m still here.
I’m in a special place, where you go when you are sleep. In between sunrays and moonlit nights.
When you are doing wrong and something steers you right. You think it’s your conscious in your ear.
It is really me.
Just as you awaken I am fading away.
I watch over you while you sleep.
I will see you later.
The stars need to rest also.
Sympathy
Last night I saw an angel.
I did. not know it just yet.
We would not have thought they would leave us yet. But today we all sit in and we wept.
Cursing our very souls and filled with regret. Who knows what the next day will bring.
Could be sadness.
Could be pain.
Could be sorrow.
We all live to the fullest on time borrowed.
Missing You
Holidays coming around again.
I can’t help to wonder where you have been?
Prayers caught in my throat unable to speak.
My body starts to tremble and my soul is weak.
Uncle, remember we sat in front of Saturday cartoons? No milk but water on our Lorna Dunes.
Bill collectors at the front door.
Baby brother stretched out on the living room floor. Little brother running up the street just for fun. Your smile, nothing like it under the sun.
The streets turn boys into men real fast.
Living that life can’t last.
Family gatherings just ain’t the same.
Tears flow from my eyes when I speak your name. After each death thinking (God has let me down) Watching each one lowered into the ground.
On my knees praying that you are heaven bound. Thank you for the years of love and laughter. It’s hard to let go but I know I have to. Writing this I feel so blue.
I can’t change a damn thing.
But I’m truly missing you.
My Demise
Each night I had a dream of my demise. Though they carried many weapons
Fear lived in their eyes.
We were together on a regular basis.
Yet, I could read deception in their faces. Down for whatever
Through all types of weather
We stood together.
How could they not get rid of me?
How could they continue to let me eat? Pushing the hottest thing on the street. Beating the baddest chicks in the sheets.
I know the rules and I continued to play. That’s why I took your man out that way. No thoughts
No plans
Just straight to the point
Me and my girl
Rubbed her --s and she began to spit No close calls but all direct hits
He was one of many but the most important one
My days now are numbered and that’s the way of the gun. I guess you know its time for me to go. No matinee but the last picture show.
Nino’s Sung
I’m calling for you from this dark place I call home. My private ghetto where my soul is laid to rest.
You feel me reaching for you even. though I have taken my last breath. Creeping through your dreams on some Freddie Kruger --it.
Open the gateway and let my main man out.
I’m here for your soul, what do you think this is about? Didn’t think you would see me again?
Had the chance to pray to your god and you still wouldn’t repent. Hell opened up and I’m the one they sent.
Surprised to see me?
Karma baby.
It’s a part of this game.
On your knees and pray, you know my ---kin name!!!!!!!
Dealers Athen
We rise and we fall
We answer the call
We make runs to the stash
We sleep on corners for the cash
We kill one another
Even if the other is our brother
We be arrogant
But we is street smart
Holding my gun don’t take heart
Some of us drive nice cars
We are ghetto SUPERSTARS
Often have to testify in front of a Grand
We lie on the witness stand
We go to the club and buy out the bar
All the chicks know who we are
We sleep with one eye open in the middle of the night We sleeps in our boots in case we need to take flight Four different cribs to hide the product
One main chick to bail us out when we get locked up
“I pledge allegiance to the dead presidents of the united states of america With liberty and justice as I see fit”
From My Heart 2 Yours
So full of life one day.
Gone