Mista's Blog – July 2009 Archive (4)

Out of all my relationships,

No one has remained

Faithful to me…

But my pen.

She always loved me, but I dogged her tenacity,

Out of stupidity….

Yet she stayed by my side.

Even when I crept out and cheated,

Only to return, finding tear stains of ink

On her loose leaf bed where she…

Had…cried.

Yet she smiled when I woke her, stroked her tip,

And clicked her button until she flowed

Uncontrollably, overflowed when she… Continue

Blacks. Soothing blues.

Personifies the reflections

From the diaries of my mind.

Never to be seen, providing the requests

Will never be imminent.

Double mindedness and instabilities form,

If ever obtained

From the ignorant purposes to access truths

Beyond the comprehensions.

For your understanding will be void if pursued.

Mentally challenged you will be if caught,

Crossroads are opened for your discipleship.

To path one is… Continue

Two decades of space, informational illusions

Wedged in between the ties

Splits the atrium to the ventricles,

Every night I don’t want to see, cause the grooves,

Get deeper with each arrival.

It’s a question, why do the cycles exist…

To affect the outer lobes to the interludes.

Yet still, would it hurt to taste?

To see a wift would greatly gratify, but the vortex

Is unforgiving.

Releasing my grip would make me sleep through the night…

The… Continue

Blank walls I stare…searching, lost for the words,

That I had on the tip of my tongue,

But is manifested through the ink that I scribe.

Late night hours on the phone, back and forth,

Looking for the rationale and reasoning’s,

For revisits of past days.

Frightened, but excited to test the waters.

The possibilities could possibly be possible,

Maybe dangerously imminent.

Finger snap is all that I needed,

But burns when I put them… Continue