Crazy Ramblings of the C...

Some dark mushy stuff...

I look over to my left

somethings missing, but what, who

I wish I'd overslept

because something is misconstrued

My fascination with time, peace, and hope

I missed the one thing, that mattered the most

He was near but far, outside but within

I tried to think of him, but it wasn't registering in

Living together in early years

one who erased, but caused some tears

an innocence lost, a soul thats free

why do we try to hold on to the things that don't belong to us, to we

If we know that bird is better in paradise

why do we try to cage it up, and tell it that its right

a lesson, learned time and time again

what happens when you let someone in

be it family, lover or friend

It seems like sorrow, it seems like sin

where was he, I couldn't see

would he ever come back to me

who was it, it wasn't a lover

the person I missed was my brother...

Originally posted by Enslaved
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Originally posted by Tha C-Master
Some dark mushy stuff...

I look over to my left

somethings missing, but what, who

I wish I'd overslept

because something is misconstrued

My fascination with time, peace, and hope

I missed the one thing, that mattered the most

He was near but far, outside but within

I tried to think of him, but it wasn't registering in

Living together in early years

one who erased, but caused some tears

an innocence lost, a soul thats free

why do we try to hold on to the things that don't belong to us, to we

If we know that bird is better in paradise

why do we try to cage it up, and tell it that its right

a lesson, learned time and time again

what happens when you let someone in

be it family, lover or friend

It seems like sorrow, it seems like sin

where was he, I couldn't see

would he ever come back to me

who was it, it wasn't a lover

the person I missed was my brother...

omfg Cordy!!

no i ahte raw fish

raw fish, who hates raw fish??

I sure don't...

off beat

consequences are what we make

choices of good, choices of mistake

to err is human, to forgive devine

to blame is low, to show mercy is great

why do we do things we know hurt so much

is it the knowledge of less counsequence, the lack of touch

if we feel so great about another

why do we send them in the gutter

to know, acknowledge and trust is what brings us together

hope, faith, and will, helps us stand through the better

so why with some is there never a second chance

why are we so quick to have that last word that stance

if the value of friendship is so much

why the hate, why not the touch

a mistake redeemed, the feelings ensue

from a high disposition, to a shallow blue

love is the strongest feeling, but it is so selfish

has anyone heard of the emotion, or ever felt this

ponder, wonder, and imagine how things would be

to overenvelop on what they could be

so hesitant to accept what they indeed should be

why?

Thats... Slightly disturbing...

what was?

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
raw fish, who hates raw fish??

I sure don't...

Mmmmmmmmm sushi... Oh how I loves the sushi...

Music Sweet Music

Blues and jazz and rock and roll,
Melodies,
Swimming,
A swilring pool of steady walking basslines and the harmonic stream,
Of a piano,
A ripple of guitar,
A trickle of flute,
A sweet and pure river of sax,
Swelling,
Rushing,
Carving the deep, smooth tunnels of the rocky soul,
Liquid passion,
Still sliding,
Still flowing,
Forever into the endless, moonlit night.

I got one on sushi, let me hit a few pm's

everyone feel free to put a poem in here, we can even battle!

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
raw fish, who hates raw fish??

I sure don't...

What is better than raw fish

who says it has to be in a dish

nothing like grinding a raw fish in a blender

something sounds quite right for dinner

If you really want to feel macho

grind your fish, and put it in a taco

the possibilities are endless the choices sound

what happens when you suck raw fish down

you like it if its gray or brown

when it makes that "sluck!!!!" sound

get out of town!!!!

ewwwwwwwwwwwwww *shudders*

You know you liked it...

Inspired by a song. ( R. Kelly)

temperatures rising

and your body's yearning

for me

girl lay it on me

I place noone above the

oh take me

to your ecstacy

it seems like ya ready

Chorus: seems like ya ready.

seems like ya ready.

girl are ya ready...

to go allll the way....

all the way...

IT!

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

girl are ya ready

to go alll the way..

I can smell you perfume

step into my bedroom

let me, love you constantly

you body is my playground

let me lick you up and down

make you feeel

like a woman should

It seems like ya ready....

Chorus: seems like ya ready.

seems like ya ready.

girl are ya ready...

to go allll the way....

all the way...

IT!

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

girl are ya ready

to go alll the way..

*snnnnnnnnif* look in the mirror

now come a little closer (don't worry, don't you worry)

Don't be scared, I don't want to hurt you, (lady)

I want to do all the things you want me to do to you

( all the things you want, me to do...)

wahoohohooo, it seems like ya ready...

Chorus: seems like ya ready.

seems like ya ready.

girl are ya ready...

to go allll the way....

all the way...

IT!

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

seems like ya ready

girl are ya ready

to go alll the way..

Whats it like when a angel dies

all of us are confused with lies

fallen by corruption

is everyones assumption

but they are all wrong

which is why i sing this song

light they say is all their can be

but their all wrong cant they see

so when he fell on that fateful morn

a angel did die and a devil was born

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Hey c-master i took your invite ok 🙂

A little something i created, mostly inspired by System of a downs Chop suey.

Tribute to Left Eye Lisa Lopes...

I seen a rainbow yesterday

but too many storms

have come and gone,

leaving a trace of not one god given ray

is it because my life was ten shades a gray

I pray all ten fade away,

seldom praise him for the sunny days

and like his promise was true

only my faith can undo

the many chances I blew,

to bring my life to anew

clear blue and unconditional, skies

have dried the tears from my eyes,

no more lonley cries

my only bleeding hope

is for the folk who can't cope

which such an enduring pain

that it keeps them in the pouring rain

who's to blame for tooting cane into your own veins

what a shame,

you shooting aim for someone elses brain

you claim the insane,

and name this day in time

for falling pray to crime

I say the systems got you victim to your own mind

dreams are hopeless aspiriations

in hopes of comng true

believe in yourself

the rest is up to me and you

Originally posted by grey fox
Whats it like when a angel dies

all of us are confused with lies

fallen by corruption

is everyones assumption

but they are all wrong

which is why i sing this song

light they say is all their can be

but their all wrong cant they see

so when he fell on that fateful morn

a angel did die and a devil was born

00000000000000000
Hey c-master i took your invite ok 🙂

A little something i created, mostly inspired by System of a downs Chop suey.

great poem, I hope you can write more here...!!!

Oh i shall c-master i shall (on a short note i was actually very good at poetry but stopped for a long time focusing my skills into stories )

So many titles so many names

always playing through the games

smiling on the outside fury on the inside

burning hot like a flowing orange lava tide

grey fox, amroth darthjag jag

these are all my names and tag's that I've had

followed by the gloves and the silver wires

tied along with short patience and no tolerance for a liar

these are the characters the names I've had

is a imagination honestly so bad

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Inspired by the many names that i use for my message boards and fanfiction (also the clothing mentioned is usually always on my characters)

Whats with the 0000000, I had always meant to ask that...

Hold still, sit back, and listen

I like potatoes, hotsauce and chicken

I like it so much, I may not be christian

see what I mean, don't like repititon

I like chicken, i loves my chicken

watch it boil, and the skin thickens

a nice fine flavor thats juicy to the touch

you can eat it, with that white dust

called flour, its never sour

I like it, that special powder

listen to me again, please listen

get out my thread if you don't like chicken.

A rose by other terms

heightened by her lesson

a day, she had ensued

nothing would have her prepared

a man, not tall not short

held her hand that day

grasped it tight, but sincere

Rose by another name

what happened to before

parents apart, love still shown

never would she forget that day

who would try

sidewalk glistening, streets buzzing

alive

that man

had so much effect

do you know that man

Rose does

every weekend each visit

each return so sure

until next week comes

rose would wait

did it seem as it was

was it meant to be

a man so close

limited to simple conversation

what one could hold back

a talk so pure

Rose by another name

her father she saw and loved

until next weekend.