Thursday, February 21, 2008

who is your God?

who is your God?

My God is the god of Abraham

My God is the god of truth

My God is the one in whom I have faith

Without the burden of proof

My God can calm the winds

My God can walk the sea

My God can move the heavens and earth

For those that would believe

My God gives sight to the blind

My God gives life to the dead

My God will soon come back for me

Because that is what he said

Friday, February 15, 2008

our eyes

our eyes, when they meet

a pause, brief lingering stare

they see the truth

and seek to find

the answers that elude the mind

but wary of what they may find there

our eyes, have seen much pain

but still they look for tomorrow

in the future

still concealed

of evidence to be revealed

that joy will soon replace the sorrow

our eyes, windows of the soul

fragile strength that shapes us

exposed to trust

subject to deceit

harden your heart, admit defeat

but inside a voices cries no...

our eyes, when they meet

a pause, a twinkle, a smile

they see the truth

and soon we'll find

the answers are most times sublime

but always...always..worthwhile...

a.don.is©2008

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

damn...

excuse me but...i really dont do this very well but...i mean this isnt

a 'line' or anything but i just had to say DAMN! i dont mean to

offend its just that i dont think ive ever been blessed with a vision of

someone as exquisite as you..NO.wait please...dont walk away...

i know you prob’ly hear game everyday...and i really dont mean to

come at you this way...but when you entered the room...i mean the

way you just kinda floated in...i was like DAMN and knew i had to

find a way to express to you the way you excited every fiber of

my being...it was..it was like an out of body experience..like i was

watching you from afar...like an astronomer who just discovered his

very own star...or the moon cuz you are in control of the tides of my

heart...what im trying to say is if i can just have a moment of your

time...is all i ask..if I could just hear your name so that this vision

that is forever in my memory could have a voice...if i could.....if i...

if i.....DAMN.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

why don't i

why don’t I stop bullshitting and speak my mind

why don’t I stop procrastinating and get whats mine

why don’t I act like a man instead of a punk

why don’t I give you what you need instead of what I want

why don’t I know what the fuck to do

why don’t I do me and let you do you

why don’t I see what you try so hard for me to see

why don’t I be what you try so hard for me to be

why don’t I understand what comes next

why don’t I understand love don’t equal sex

why don’t I want to take this where you want to go

why don’t I don’t I accept it when you say no

why don’t I stop asking questions I don’t want answered…

why don’t i…

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what kind of man would i be

what kind of man would i be
if i didn't have you
what kind of love would i know
it our love wasn't true
how could my heart beat
without yours beating too
what kind of man would i be
if i didn't have you

what kind of life would i live
if you weren't by my side
what vision would i see
if you didn't fill my eyes
how hollow would i be
without your love inside
what kind of life would i live
if you weren't by my side

what kind of human would i raise
if you blessed me with a child
what example would i prove to be
if you weren't my morning smile
how would i reach the stars
without you finding me worthwhile
what kind of human would i raise
if you blessed me with a child

what kind of man would i be
if you weren't here to mold me
what kind of love would i know
if you weren't here to hold me
how would i know what true love is
without you to show me

what kind of man would i be...

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illusion

as i juxtapose the metaphors
an corroborate the lies
i think the reality i profess to seek
is the illusion i hide behind

i've seen so many things
that make me wanna lose my mind
but hidden from the truth i see
that i remain quite blind

the dilution of our so called culture
magnified by the vision
manifests itself in false acceptance
or the politics of religion

we wear the mask like a badge of honor
our protection from reality
armored fantasy cocoon shells
the diversion from banality

illusion makes the world go 'round
nobody wants to see
the artificial lives they lead
the puppets they choose to be

as i juxtapose the metaphors
an corroborate the lies
i think the reality i profess to seek
is the illusion i hide behind

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