Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

POETRY APPRECIATION WEEK: TONIGHT I CAN WRITE BY PABLO NERUDA

Tonight poem was referred by a good friend of mine, Ashley Silzer. She truly knows her stuff. Enjoy.

TONIGHT I CAN WRITE BY PABLO NERUDA

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

Monday, May 24, 2010

POETRY APPRECIATION WEEK: THE ROAD NOT TAKEN BY ROBERT FROST (1874 - 1963)

What's up my fellow martians? How y'all been? It's been a minute since I jotted down my thoughts but I do plan on getting back to dropping jewels in Dru York City. In the meantime, I am going to have a week dedicated to poetry, just to inspire people and also, learn and get inspired too. I know I don't know every poem in the world, therefore, I want y'all to hit me up and suggest the best poems y'all know so I can post them on my blog. I am looking forward to being inspired and exposed to some of the greatest words and poems known to man. Thanks a lot!

First poem of the week is "The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost". Enjoy.


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Friday, January 22, 2010

DEF POETRY JAM DAY 5

NO. 1 SHIHAN - TYPE LOVE


This is one of those poems that'll get you what you want, if you know what I mean, enjoy!!

POEM
I want a love like me thinking of you thinking of me thinking of you TYPE LOVE
Or me telling my friends more than I've ever admitted to myself about how I feel about you TYPE LOVE
Or hating how jealous you are but loving how much you want me all to yourself TYPE LOVE
Or seeing how your first name just sounds so good next to my last name.
And shit, I wanted to see how far I could get without calling you and I barely made it out of my garage.

See, I want a love that makes me wait until she falls asleep then wonder if she's dreaming about us being in love TYPE LOVE
Or who loves the other more or what she's doing at this exact moment or slow dancing in the middle of our apartment to the music of our hearts.
Closing my eyes and imagining how a love so good could just hurt so much when she's not there and shit, I love not knowing where this love is headed TYPE LOVE.

And check this, I wanna place those little post-it notes all around the house so she never forgets how much I love her TYPE LOVE,Then not have enough ink in my pen to write all there is love TYPE LOVE
And hope I make her feel as good as she makes me feel. And I wanna deal with my friends making fun of me the way I made fun of them when they went through the same kind of love TYPE LOVE.
The only difference is this is one of those real love TYPE LOVES.

And just like in high school I wanna spend hours on the phone not saying shit and then fall asleep and then wake up with her right next to me and smell her all up in my covers TYPE LOVE.
And I wanna try counting the ways I love her then lose count in the middle just so I could start all over again.
And I wanna celebrate one of those one-month anniversaries even though they ain't really anniversaries but doing it just 'cause it makes her happy TYPE LOVE.

And check this, I wanna fall in love with the melody the phone plays when our numbers dial in TYPE LOVE
And talk to you until I lose my breath, she leaves me breathless, but with the expanding of my lungs I inhale all of her back into me.
I want a love that makes me need to change my cell phone calling plan to something that allows me to talk to her longer 'cause in all honesty, I want to avoid one of them high cell phone bill TYPE LOVES.

And I don't want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are. I mean the lines on my palms don't give me enough time to love you as long as I'd like to TYPE LOVE.
And I want a love that makes me st-st-st-stutter just thinking about how strong this love is TYPE LOVE
And I want a love that makes me want to cut off all my hair. Well maybe not all of the hair, maybe like I'd cut the split ends and trim my mustache but it would still be a symbol of how strong my love is for her.

I kind of feel comfortable now so I even be fantasize about walking out on a green light just dying to get hit by a car just so I could lose my memory, get transported to some third world country just to get treated and somehow meet up again with you so I could fall in love with you in a different language and see if it still feels the same TYPE LOVE.

I want a love that's as unexplainable as she is. But i'm married, so she’s going to be the one I share this love with.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

DEF POETRY JAM DAY 4

NO. 2 GEMINEYE - PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS

This is one of my personal favorites.

POEM
Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts?
As a matter of fact, how about three?
One penny for you, one penny for me,
And one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually.
Getting intimately closer as we approach the
Climatic altitude of nude, mental, sensational… conversation.
Cause I’m trying to get to know everything about you
From the neck… UP.

So these are not your typical, sexual, poetical prose.
I’m trying to close the door on that all too familiar freaky foreplay game.
With which most guys have chose to approach you.
While they are trying to get deeply embedded
In the fine fibers of your bedsheets,
I’m trying to find and define the fibers of which your, MIND SPEAKS.

I want to engage you
By putting a two karat solitaire diamond ON YOUR MIND
N marrying your every thought!
I want to lick every inch of every crevasse
So I can get an oral fix from each orifice
And taste you passionate IMAGINATION.

I’d rather be naked and exposed, holding you
As we’re lying and you’re crying
While confiding and describing the tough times you’ve had in life
And how you don’t know If you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody’s wife.
I wanna feel the heartbeat of all your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
…And I’ll swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
I’m penetrating every entrance… to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you.

Did I ever tell you about how you
Fell asleep in my presence?
And your mere essence
Kept me awake for hours
As I cowered with this feeling
Of sexually unadulterated mental connection?
And as you lay by my side
I pushed the blinds aside
And took the time in the moonlight of that night
To count 72 eyelashes
On the upper eyelid of your right eye!

Because as you sleep
Your eyes remain open slightly.
And while we probably moves in too quickly into some sexual shit
I’ve always cared more about the explicitly illicitness
That came from between you lips.. meaning your voice.
So now I am standing here
Ready to trade in all the sexual acts that we’ve preformed
For the chance to reform the very foundation
And the basis of our relationship.
And I reiterate my opening statement
And I offer you another PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS!!

Beautiful, aint it? haha!!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

DEF POETRY JAM DAY 3

NO. 3 BLACK ICE

I really loved the way he delivered this poem. Check it out, catch y'all tomorrow.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

DEF POETRY JAM DAY 2

J. IVY - NEVER LET ME DOWN

Wuss good martians? Well, as promised, here's my number 4 poem, I really love this one, since the first time I heard it, do y'all know which artist featured this poem and poet in his album? Do your research! Anyways, hope y'all enjoying this segment, catch y'all tomorrow.

Poem

We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you're apart of the math
Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe; the world
I'm tryna make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual
My spirit is a part of this that's why it's spiritual
But I get my hymns from him
So it's not me it's he that's lyrical
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven sent instrument
My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes
For your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryna give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talking to you of my many inspirations
When I say I can't let you or self down
If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff
And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life
In my grip I would never ever let you down
And when these words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I too dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth
A touch of god reigns out

Enjoy!!

Monday, January 18, 2010

DEF POETRY JAM DAY 1

I've been a fan of Def Poetry Jam for a minute now and although I haven't seen all of them, the ones I've come across are seriously some of the dopest shit I've ever heard. Anyways, I've decided to have a week of Def Poetry Jam and I would've loved to have all sorts of poetry but Def Poetry Jam have videos that allow us to see the passion these poets have, the different types of delivery and wordplay they use and also the crowds' reaction to the poems. Well, I hope y'all enjoy this segment. Catch y'all with number 4 tomorrow. Uno.

NUMBER 5: SHIHAN - SICK AND TIRED

ENJOY!!