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Thursday, July 09, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
A daily crossword walking along the way On each square blocks scribbled down with concrete messages reading, “Tom was here 1984” ,“I heart Jenny Smith” Or make love not war ,or the occasional discriminating Words of hate fueling a life long uncivilized conflict Scribbles leaving permanent tattoos underneath heavens feet Retracing each step backwards letter by letter one at a time ereh saw mot 4891 Htims ynnej traeh I Raw ton evol ekam Watching through the eyes of a stranger Feeling their life from my perspective Holding their Hands just like lovers would do Side by side protesting for their rights to be heard Read aloud their mouths start to shout Stone thrown words ricocheting On window pain shattering Door broken down to the ground Just as one derogatory word is heard around the world Laying face down beaten I felt their fears with my back bloody and exposed I heard their cries I was there laying next to them holding their hands Protecting them from harms way Hearing the most vile words Curled unable to shield myself From such a revolting strike Punched and constant kicks embedded in between pot holes Were spare parts that belong to them Witnessing a historic transformation occurring Carefully I stood there and watched as they started to carve deeply within those ancestral roots Burning skins of yesterday lingers in the air Depicting every single childhood of a life time Looking down on that damped soil and muddy thoughts through parted fingers it starts to drain Between the crevices an open palm is left unread Here lies a future momentarily put on hold only to be molded through closed hands forming past remembrance Shape shifting closed eyes visualizing an idea of a present moment held in the grip of time taking away any self-doubt watching those layers fall like the seasons things start to change and take a certain shape in this metaphorical sphere A future is seen through the very hands of the only one who would understand the very significance behind those words written down on the path that I still continue to walk on
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice

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Wednesday, July 01, 2009
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Current mood:  sad
Category: Writing and Poetry
 Silence starts to bathed the room Emptiness an unhealthy diet in bloom Punch -drunk Fuck the love! Confused those were the dazed today No signs read Hazard Smashed Down Over and over Fractured eyes unable To cry Breathless memory Raw treatment proceeded Justification wasted While blood thirst tasted Fist ! blow after Unprotected blow Cracked knuckles Childish Cowardly Such an evil gesturing jester Mournful dreams it all Seem to real to believe To me Negative reasons Exploding in an ugly way Mind imploding Feeling persuasive Beating down hard Distorted figure Of even being Human I am OR ! I was To you Anyways Still unclear of this Waking up to Lips split In two parts Like two distant Strangers Coming together To butt heads There is no change in this Only an unreal dealing Something not worth feeling At the moment once upon this dream I will lie here and wait for that Nightmare Like a blanket to cover me and hide me Forever from this painful Dream
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice

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Friday, June 19, 2009
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Current mood:  creative
Category: Writing and Poetry
 An evolution to express the capacity Held like an oath to uphold this art Mingled amongst the mountainous walls The fire rises from a burning pen Widening an expansive world to become more open More accepting of the flavors from the skies The only numbers that matter upon the wall Are how you represent, how you encompass a soul To seek retribution beyond a revolution To look a master in the eye, release the dogs From the leash of literary eloquence Each addition, comprises a color in the spectrum Written forever upon the wall, their scars Their marks, their peace, their acceptance Of What I call graffiti, the art of the soul ~ A representation of who you are Each distinctive in their own way A permanent mark left on our world falling back on those ancient times Vastly spreading by the numbers Their wounds stained into A once thought declining culture Having no limits of any area Streets with no name now becomes Known as each coat remains stenciled in deep Of words artistically so to speak they soon find their place of belonging Being pulled into the cavities of this art form Not to be buried to long the intensity raises A literate sphere is reborn again out of this world © 2008-Rhymesoulnice/poetic Rawr

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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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Current mood:  sad
Category: Writing and Poetry
walk away just go that very distance which is intended Leaving traces of the importance aside the pain resting inside feeling the hurt dwelling deep behind a caged force to reckon with it now starts to aim high one is left without warning where does it begin in a matter of seconds everything changes as hollow point words hitting hard leaving no room to breathe ten fingers ruffling through those shortness of breath penetrating through that tightly held brown paper bag double bag it please? unable to purchase the right amount of air A callous move was made A legal source left dead blinded by the contents laid out in plain view a case of thoughtless energy a wasted exertion potential for desertion there is no point in turning back now continue on walking dead man lost in the world those memories now gone the only thing left are Damage soaked tears drop to our knees to call upon for some sort of help a divine destiny overnight hoping for that delivery a knock knock of the winds only to be left hidden to the silent air He who should really care? Doesn't selfish strung out bastard disaster torn A world apart time drowned behind those empty eyes god knows even alligator cries over a million time in its' lifetime the sheer existence of you floats beyond I miss you it is only natural for one to feel that way for now though just walk away and let me stay take a few leaps into tomorrow baby steps if needed for however long it takes to grow a prayer is called upon Today I sit and wait for that answer to appear right in front of me from your very lips of I hope we could start anew spoken from years of anger and sadness lies the love of a child longing for his strength in arms that one embrace from a fathers love and to have him watch as his child grew up to be if not a better man who stayed instead of walking away© 2009-Rhymesoulnice

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Intoxicating That sunless kiss never felt On a night like this
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice
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Monday, June 08, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Its not often you see a mish mash of riff raff Read across the graves of a disrupted epitaph They move their mouths quick, forgetting how to laugh The lion bringing the darkness of the poetic craft Last time we spoke we established they wanted to be like mike Or was Johnny Bravo intertwined with a rawr, for the hype They dont know what's like to have words replacing the blood As it sweeps them like a hurricane with a much finer flood I dont mean to be rude, but some of these poets are finger food Why be itty bitty, when you can be monumental, you feel my mood? We been doing this for so long, its just comes naturally We like some expressive fish bursting out the hatchery Doing what we do, and who knew we'd have an impact like this? Lifes hard, so easy to get pissed, the pen becomes the fist Clenched as the words spill out like alchoholic kool aid See what they forget is we this is the poetic bed we made Through the trials and verdicts.. judges try but we cant get played If they do.. they obviously havnt heard a single word we said See my bite is potent, in the den of never fucking surrender Bout time we mix it up again in this blogalicious blender Watch this jam frizzle fry from the depths of the third eye Poetic Extremists dont die.. we inspire, then multiply So pay attention to the flow of the roaring words With the imperial ninja of hallucinogenic verse They cover their mouths, oh my god, it must be a curse To have the ability to tongue twist their words It sinks into their nightmares, dicing up their dreams Inticing red rose lips to bust rhymes at the seams I know it's shocking but there's no need to scream This shit is tight like water and wax on neoprene They never seen so many vampiric seductions biting From all the skills they have, they have just been hiding We drop a bomb, they drop a kudo, Mr Ninja fix the lighting They not gonna believe their eyes, see we come out fighting Expressing the evolution that plagues the history of ages In this poetic street, we pimp this shit upon stages I'm not one to stand in the light too long, so I must bow Drop something on these readers, something that makes em howl I have planted the tree, Mr Rhyme.. be the wise young owl Lets see what they think of this, as they say..man thats foul How you gonna put a poetic pussycat and ninja on the track? We do this shit because we love it.. Go on Rhyme.. React. ~ Devour and take a part as we both go through heart to every heart Clawing every which way as the slices go deep into that beat only to have it depart My words are susceptible to flattery to it’s high degree Exceeding intelligence is irrelevant to my own mind to have it to free It is like that and the way it should be for no one else will ever change my brilliance Test me and I will not fail as I get chewed up spat out you will soon see what this cerebral resilience Is about if you don’t know by now just as soon as my part of diction punches you leaves you brain dead Hitting that hard ground the question is will you make a sound when no one is around so talk go ahead If you can watch me from those lost eyes as I raise high above you on this branch help is out of reach Out of mind out of mine awe poor baby was that a hard Rhyme for you would you like me to teach You something simple like first grade math or the definition of Antidisestablishmentarianism if you Have difficulties following me when I talk maybe I should start to stutter would that work or just be taboo It is all up to you here I stand in the spotlight from the moon a reflection of strength side by side Unable to dethrone what we both own for so long before their mother’s mother sang their first lullaby song To them when they were in their diapers thumb sucking speaking gibberish something is definitely wrong With this picture we must clear the air and have them literally fall to our feet when we both arrive Fallen back in the dead of time to find the meaning feeble brains who have been trying to stay alive When we both have looked into deaths eyes many times the meaning to life to us are words unheard That unspoken message is worth dying for they just don’t know it yet to them it is just absurd Just when that shit hit’s the fan everything falls to pieces what they had felt is a flash of poetic fire Way up in the sky shot across the universe a Ninja star is seen for days an epic spark for all eyes to admire In a way one would be inspire to let out their bottled up emotions before it starts to become expire Inside of their brains losing control of everything the draw back of that is a relapse mind aching to sink their teeth in the necks of every unprotected walking um un--neutered sex undefined It’s all the raged but when the lock starts to break you are now face to fangs in this coliseum what Is your weapon of choice hurry up or else your head might split and that would keep that mouth shut For good is that understood nod if you think so if not just drop and stay there don’t bother getting up Your actions speaks louder then the words that barely come out of your mouth as I begin to fill this cup Up with words of wisdom feed into my held capacity effortlessly flowing out into their breaths inhale This silent keeper become that deep sleeper having no control of a single train of thought that has set sail Now in a puppet like state holding up those invisible strings to take control of your every move A superior ventriloquist that I be you can’t see me I am an illusion in your state of mind I cant be removed A stain in your frontal membrane those tear ducts filled up with fear dust blinded by roaring winds Lost in the middle of no where unable to duck for cover exposed to eloquence of execution of all kinds The stench of horror blankets the surface of air all around no one is there just empty heads waiting to find The right intelligent life of any kind to fill them up for a chance to speak but for now they will not take mine
© 2008-Rhymesoulnice/poetic Rawr
 thank you poetic Rawr for this bad-ass collab definitely talented and thanks for this freestyle an honor to have written with you
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Saturday, June 06, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Bloody fisted don’t get it twisted This drunken mess spit’s the best take a shot at me it will be the last time You will ever breathe and see the words Of destiny listen child cry me a river Drown out your mind watch your mouth sink Low with the bottom feeder breeder Raw sewage seriously you do not want to do this You must have me confused with some other bullshit Running around your mentally retarded fuck what you started I think your mouth just farted a poetic artist A star stuck out of luck a simple butt fuck Never bend over backwards for anyone not even you Ignorant fools who isn’t worth being in front of the line Wait your turn listen closely and learn keep it stable If you are able to commit to it Gargling long and startling articulate see food You eat your words of drool and dribble Let me write out this formula do you mind if I call You baby today for your mind is curled up in the fetal position At this point as poetically capture smokes this joint Passing it on oh so strong like bull Leaving her breathless at time when she speaks with Rhymes It is about damn time there will be no evidence left behind For each words on this line is inhale through our own minds Hyped up drunk up in a daze it is not a phase Our words continue on stronger then before It never goes away like a virus I will infect you After injecting inside of you leaving you oh so confused Get a clue will you think before you sleep Your soul we keep listen close as echoes of death becomes all to Real once you feel nothing anymore body bags laying all over ~ After RSN creates hurricane with words welcome to my world I sit back roll this blunt Watch me stunt Ink is boiling thru my wrist Forming into a fist I’m dismissing bitches off my list My tempers ready to unleash This lethal speech Discoloring skin like bleach I manipulate Articulate Particulate never procrastinate In slaughtering beings I don’t give a shit about feelings I’m a grenade You ready for your serenade? I murk this game Everyone knows I’m insane To the sane I include pain I gotta drain what they retain To maintain And that’s my reign I’M PC …YO REMEMBER MY NAME! ~ Just try to dethrone her poetic dominance Look close read her lips even in from a distance Read it mouthing “no bitch-assness” Please Symptoms of dying of rhyming It is time I see in your eyes they are tired Droopy flow of words no one knows Cripple lips broken hips lay on the floor Continue to ask for more words of wisdom You suck and lick on those dum dum’s No I do not want some of this You have failed your test Do not come to close It is more disturbing when you take A breath Swallow this mint yes I am giving you hints Close your mouth do not let anything out Sink below average wave bye bye to those High grades Choke on your low self esteem steam blown Out on your snout out of control Can you hold your own Sneeze hard spread your own filth Un-blessed you Oh god hold that thought Let me take the opportunity to Infiltrate your universal birthrate from Your mouth to your bellies Now can you tell me how far have you been Take advantage of our antics it is fucking fantastic Can you feel it thrill it fully fulfill it Like high on E That is education to me Unlike you ever so touchy feely You do not feel me Not even be real to me Step back of the line This is the VIP line No time for those handicap lame Verses Makes you worthless Go back to your hole Hide from the world unfit To think It is seriously a sin Where to begin Do you understand the words that Are coming out of my mouth Or is it just stuttering statement to you It's alright For the night is not yours Already sober up from your stupidity It makes me want to play hang man With myself Wish to physically hang my health Oh fuck this I will just anesthetize my mouth To keep me from letting my intellectual out As I notice your eyes continue to travel south Shut your trap your ass isn’t worth sitting on my lap ~ Iraq ain’t never seen explosives like this Guaranteed target we never miss Missiles decapitating brains Busting and pulling out veins Expressively conveying termination Our disease contamination Inhale our essence Grow blind by our presence I’m fuckin psychotic and exotic Leaving others traumatic Damn str8 I’m dramatic Hysterically shouting verses Implanting curses I’m diverse so bust a bitch and reverse Another life disbursed My breath immersed Sit back observe The air in their lungs Venom stung Paralyzed from head to toe Don’t worry you’ll see US in hell below Still thrown off on a flow Cuz we are Eternity’s lyrically tormented souls
© 2009-Rhymesoulnice.r{}* Expressive Ink*

thank you for this freestyle of a write PC thank you for writing with me again this was so great even though long yes lmao glad we cut it down to size
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Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Am I sure you inquire to which i simply reply how does eternally so sound to you? ~ I still wonder if you are prepare inside of your mind way of there fingers running through your hair I close my eyes and listen very close to the air between your lips as it is flown directly across mine a quick inhale in response it doesn't sound so bad after all ~ deeply seek me release me only when you've had your fill and then take possession once again closer feel the need breathe my breaths inhale me touch the sigh that flutters by your tender places ~ you have awoken me from the inside Now I feel relaxed from your release throughout my body the warmth of words finds some body and that somebody would be me that lives and breathes in that very thought of you My destiny far and yet so near the aches that you hear are those of my last tear drop for I have felt that feeling between my hands again just as soon as the air had made me understand that there is a possibility for me to have a chance again to consume your whispers so that I would free you from sin deep from within as soon as our lips collide under the moonlight our souls will ride and your words I shall forever keep as I lay my soul to sleep ~ those drops mingle in the essence of our slumber one in being one exhalation sensations covet their own destiny whilst we dream precluding nothing but our will to want all that is between the we that was and forever shall be you reach inside of me and into my beyond ~ falling in and out of reality as quickly as it left me it came right back to me hand in hand I still continue to reach into your universe as my mind starts its travels never looking back only moving forward into the eyes of your celestial coordinates of thought from yourself to mine drifting off into a memory I hope to float into that area that never seem to end with every star to guide me along that way towards something that could be real right out of the days that I have dreamt for this moment means a lot to me then ever before now with no hesitation to hold me back I continue on that rightful track following those footprints in the clouds I start to wander away from it all and walk into the mist that starts to fall on my skin I felt the world through goose bump skin she spoke to me "where do we go from here." ~ “everywhere..and nowhere..” his words linger upon everything that is woman in me promises of tomorrow born of the present more near than now yet somehow still longing for fruition completion a hedonistic revelry a self-fulfilling prophecy of yearning and need decadent greed for you and your saturation harmonic liberation's resounding amidst the hush of surrender as I growl into you
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice/mikki~flexwriter~

Thank you Mikki for writing with me love sharing ink with you thanks again friend hope everyone stops by to show her some love
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Friday, May 29, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
The moment I kept it together there she was waiting in the distance A smile is caught behind walls held high those words she utter climbed over my mind I was impressed at the extent of her words intended for my breath I begin to gasp as I felt the way her gazed expressed towards me I believed in her guiding the lines down the finest of thought she wrote it up in the sky just as soon as I looked upon the horizon I started to sense her right of passage as if she flew high above my dreams in a single day she knew what I was feeling at that moment she definitely impressed me more and more her words painted across that sunset that cast along side her beautiful smile such a positive style that managed to keep me in auto focus as my thoughts laid a blur strange things would occur in this place she played it safe and secure the brilliance of her aura was a gorgeous glow capitalizing my mind every single time the cascading of her voice cradled in my arms as looked up I watched her in the distance there she impressed me immensely i felt that intensity as it continued to rain down on me her expressive ink He moved me with his brilliant smile His body his prison yet he is freer Than any bird his beams More brilliant than any star his ink Flows from a spiritual place that Keeps me tight in that lyrical embrace His words are like shooting comets Lighting up my mental sky Moving me to push through and over My limits and my distant goodbyes His soul is transparent, pure and clean For he comes with no intentions to Bring on raindrops he makes them disappear His words shoot through me and Explode my senses, devour my emotions And at times leave me senseless for he Takes me on journeys to other levels Creating a matrix in my mind Pushing growth and change Never stagnant, defeated, or lyrically depleted Words always flowing a rhyme With soul that flows so nice His voice lifts me when my spirits are low He helps me focused on the best instead of wallowing On the rest he is angelic indeed because He flew over my walls and captured my strings That dance with glee when he rocks his Poetic brilliance for all to read Every line I read from her very lips Took me back caught in that hurricane Spinning me out of control and yet she kept me Grounded Laying in the back of my mind as she started to read Those very lines aches for my lips to recite a piece To put her mind at peace Sway to the sound of adoration sonnets at a slow pace She still gazes into my face read me well she does With accuracy almost every time The gentleness I presented before you lyrically and physical almost floored you There I stood by your side I held you up as our eyes Wandered off into the night sky Pointing in your direction my endless dedication as the moon Reflected by your very eyes never leaving you to cry Whispers of my thoughts covers you embracing that cold That would hover around you I took it away this day this night It just seemed right For you see as you imagined it I would be Something big as us being You held on to the essence of me way back when We were strangers then but now Just as soon as the wind blew in that direction You followed and I walked behind The closer I got everything became clear Refreshed in though I took that shot that You gave to me many times It gave me a sudden rush Of words unwritten there you were The guidance I long for my hands fell numb Through times when I felt lost you came along gave me an edge to continue On through the valley of the world We connect as one with that exchanged of her voice Through mine The clearest of bubbles start to burst her words my thirst Take a gulp of her exhale she quickly became apart of me With every breath I took she was right there as those Goodbyes became a memorable hello Constantly erasing her ebb as she danced with my flow Eyes closed dreams of reality comes and nightmare goes Wished upon a wishful sky as you begin to wrap yourself Up looking up into the night sky tears of his ink painted down by your eyes A smile is hatched I await the love from your hands to release me Free me and comfort me until the sun rises And you start to feel the wind brushing through your hair Just stand there and smile and remember this I was there I never left I close my eyes and feel the wind enveloped in captured moments frozen and emblazoned on my mind calling out words like "she moves me" and encouraging me to "rain lemonade" A familiar sound with an unfamiliar voice at first now he is my Rock star and I his Groupie first - for many moons ago as when time stood still I read his words that I carry still Unnoticed and at a distance I enriched my mind as he took a few steps closer and noticed I had butterflies painted all over my skies Frowns turned into laughter joy a familiar sound for when he puts pen to paper I am truly always there for hello's to become the norm in a virtual existence are we Like telepathy he senses drops a line on me when I'm borderline His tongue as vicious as can be only slices through with ease like bubblegum and luscious candy sweet just for me So I sit in awe of all his creations as he leaves tiny drops of blood behind with each and every letter he writes he like a chemical reaction com busting into an oral monsoon carrying me away to distant lands without him even leaving LA so I sit here and wait for him to spread lots of love I'm always content to be a part of that for he blesses me with more than friendship he reaches out with his ink and invites me to bleed With a mixture of your blood rushing through My vital streams bits and pieces of you is now treasured Deep inside of me with every beat of my life There is you standing there my hope for I have to cope With the dark side of things for I was alone along time ago My mind left abandoned I was drained of everything You were the band-aid for my wounds were deep you were The strength keeper my blood weeps for as you cover up The very hurt and unbearable pain I came back to life again Here I wait and continue to be in a daze of a certain dream To become true just straight out of the very blue that opened Up for me to come straight to you the unity of loyalty That is something you have had for so long that of which kept my Mind strong To hold up that very smile a reflection of art brought to life She is real as can be even though far away from me The pure thought of her makes me continue to breathe I think to myself constantly will she wait for me That very thought never leaves me forms nervous pumps Up my spine blanketing my thoughts she is the reason My intellectual words come alive every time she finds a certain Rhyme that would affect me for a life time Bathing in my memories so to speak Is her voice when she reads me over and over again She believes in me now and then It was her that echoed through my thought as I process out Many verses just for her eyes to explore Leaving her very soul to the floor Weak in the knees she speaks when I bleed out a creative idea Right smack dabbed in the middle of her movements when She speaks directly to me I understand her completely Back and forth covering every crevice between her and I She quickly leaves me tongue tied Unable to say another word she was that oceanic speech That washed ashore on my chest I ache to explore Holding in my hands is of her cherished memories Shared only for me to read out loud as her words make me proud To be exactly who I want and what she saw inside of me For the outside of me endlessly bleeds She is always there to heal the pain So that I would not be left in the evil essence in vain Stuck in my mind for a life time Like a song she is unforgettable An excitement of epic knowledge Note after fallen note like snowflakes She makes snow angles sing beautiful songs to me I was never left as solo as I thought She was there loving that poetic air Her words thawed out Each a different beat to the drum I hold Forever and now I unfold What lies behind the history of unspoken words She spoke along side my mind far away She stayed close grazing her voice on the back of my head Just like melody that never goes away She was constantly on replay Just when I recite every night I could hear her voice it struck a cord In my throat as if destiny flew right in That very window I left open She was perched on the tip of my voice Having no choice I started to write out her name It was definitely engrained in my lonely brain She kept me motivated as the outer layer of me Was heavily sedated but never to be out dated Of the things we both created but never knew it I began to infused it together a symphony of her And the unchained melody of me That played inside of my chest with every bated breath I took I could taste her fine notes It went very well with the elegance of my sweetness divine She was never hard to fine as I would walked that thin line To get to her very lips to hear her up close It was personal to me for she was that glass filled up to The brim of positive waters tilting my head back as the rest of me Started to relax I took that chance to wake up my creativity With a single sip I felt her water fall as if it was overcast Around the world she was that down pour from her own tears Blown in my direction I was at a stand still as I continue to feel Her words through tiny raindrops she soaked me from the inside Out I was never left without an empty feeling as every time she Spoke she rejuvenated my soul
© 2009-Rhymesoulnice/Butterfly *Expressive Ink*
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a big thanks to butterfly thank you for your endless friendship and positive aura around me and picking me up your friendship means a lot to me thanks for writing this with me I appreciate you. “Friendship is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”
~Aristotle ~
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
poetic genius / rhymesoulnice / d-cipher / big skillet (in this order)
 What if money didn't exist or only your thoughts made cents? Would you be poor or have more...common sense I thought of that and haven't been common since Not average or regular cause I use my brain on the regular My heart gets messages from my brain's cellular device Only make poor choices when I follow my own advice And sometimes end up wrong, pay the price Need to hear someone who's gotta better grip on life Not gripped by the vice, called the jaws of life Cause everyone won't love you and everyone's not nice some hate, some are fake And some will try to undercut every move you make But life's not about all the damage you take, it's how you recover And how you value the thoughts you uncover that's what I discovered And to be loved you have to be a lover So basically I learned to learn all you can and can all you learn Love more and hate less, use your brain as much as you can and when life tries to keep you down...stand Value whatever is a treasure to you Just don't let your treasure be materials keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer (so you can keep an eye on them) and watch your health Think about it... Where does one even start Dissecting the subconscious thought With penetrations of hands Start to manipulate Just one single cord Straight down inside Tiny deep cuts start to Relapse to that coherent Profound reaction A sight for no sore thoughts Caught in a daze Watch carefully as it falls to Artificial tears taken out of context of uncertainty Just quickly theorize once You realize how to verbalize Decreasing the intensity of anxiety way back inside the capacity of breath with risk none taken, take that back one, two, three symptoms or more filtration of life over dose within sight left with an immediate freebase for that ingenious taste of words we use to invest the time to inhale herbs of verbs straight down to lines of rhymes many times just to associate with the conscious of mine mind say that without studying stuttering that one hundred time food for logic only one could simply acknowledge the importance of it press record and then play it back-wards listen closely to the spoonful of different hidden voices hypnotic words to the very wised a literary curse maybe on the rise a nation wide alert to watch for it those subliminal ads for that worldly constructive criticized cerebellum what are your choices as you ponder an exchange for one foreign linguistic diverse usage of verse there for your own thirst for that exceptional knowledgeable tongue get up against the rise and fall of time get up again and speak your mind speak when you are spoken to let your mind speak do not label yourself as weak stand on your own two feet I, I say as I repeat one more line where does it all begin are we all under the definition next to that agency of central intellectuals or is that just un-factual or actual I will just stand here and ponder that as I take off my thinking cap or I might just take a long ass nap and let my mind relax for the time being I just wish someone would give me a reason a reason Look I need a reason, something to believe in Because the world I’m seeing, I rather be leaving Homeless children living in abandoned building Stealing, killing, abandoned from all feelings Sometimes I just sit back, and grab a six pack Sip it back and wonder where this shits at It’s a scary disposition, when we’ve miss our mission With no pot left to piss in, our thoughts come up missing Like how come our folks, didn’t teach us about hope Our life is like a Soap, they didn’t reach us so we croaked Not from life, but from the thought of succeeding My words are like a knife, slitting my wrist now I’m bleeding Filling pages with blood drop stains, I write in the dark This is not a love loss game; it’s me picking my life apart Feeling like the tin man, the world left without a heart I knew I couldn’t win man, and I was taught that from the start So how can I dissect this, my thoughts are left infinite I freeze and am left breathless, my death is so emanate I’m buzzed by what life has become, I’m left wishing Left without a word to say my thoughts have gone fishing Fishing with a line of thought caught in the tide The episodes of life re-running testing the pride World full of lies killing the children trapped inside Watching the angry TV station that holds our concentration And eases our infatuation Brainstorms caught inside the breeze Doors wide open in a world full of keys Apparitions of identity that no one seems to see The torment of the mundane that hungers for more pain Killing yourself to live it's how we all maintain Stuck in the center of the horizon when the sky crashes into the ocean Drowning in the depths 2,000 leagues of no emotion Blades of grass stabbing sharp and precise Clouds made of metal pouring fire and ice ch-ching...... Dollar signs in your eyes because everyone has their price And all we ask of anyone....just think!
Thanks to Big skillet poetic genius and Cypher for doing this collab you guys are all talented much respects to each of you © 2009-Rhymesoulnice/BIG SKILLET/Poetic Genius/Cypher
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
That complexion of mine Slowly starts to linger Covering the perimeter From that certain point in a Memorable time one has had a long time ago Resting in a specific area Seen there in the backs of a state of mind Feeling the very definition played out in the Reach of arms Almost coming to life right in front of That frigid air that happens to block out Anything from view any sense of reality starts to fade away up towards that promised land Coming back from a relentless punch one single letter at a time Beaten and bruised thoughts laid out in confusion Bold lips busted up deep with those thoroughly executed Combined with well orchestrated cuts from side to side A quick in take is performed with no mistake made To calculate that exact second Secretly forming an alluring expression Inside the depths of speech it starts to have that slight switch of a personal emphasis Towards a life time commitment In a request to achieve that first step Towards a higher entity never losing focus Directed towards that main goal in life Rising back up from a personal downfall This is a never ending feud from aspiring minds They instantly collide three hundred sixty five days at a time Reconnecting with lines after lines chosen from the bottom up Such a paradox to be uncovered unlike no other anyone will ever see The intensity of articulation pulsating through a determined flesh To have that chance to be at the very top of constant creativity one has To learn how to fall over and over again to be able to raise to the occasion of that unspoken intellectual persuasion
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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Current mood:  creative
Category: Writing and Poetry
Mind travels in a parallel parked world collab w/BIG SKILLET HE started off first...
receiving postcards from the edge of time words so laid back that you instantly recline shifting gears through the atmospheres the pain remains as real as the blood that flows puppets in a world where anything goes some days the strings are too short but at any given time they can get too long head high on the shoulders of destiny's song in the beauty pageants where majesty strives center of thought where inspiration dives doggy paddles and back stroke through the flood patterns of the soul drawn deep inside the blood where is my mind as i test yours living off of minimum wage and simple gestures while i practice in the king's court juggling fate with the jesters the new duo at hand better known as the rhyme manifesters elements of thought process handed down by our ancestors like our pride our pain and our prejudice life is what you make it you just gotta examine the evidence You can look but you cannot touch carefully watched as exhibit A that single dirt off of your back starts to fall causing tiny allergic reactions lumps doing head spins around your throat hard to swallow it is the facts of life "There's gonna be trouble!" even before a star was even born to speak of that tootie fruity role there is no time to play as we were with hands covering our faces there beneath our dirt encrusted finger tips as we started to dig our way out one word to mouth at a time branded so deep within our skins lashes burn of our struggles we still stood tall as Pharaohs between the masses of Earth and the oceans of unheard tears our legacy is still left floating into the horizon venomous tidal waves spit from the very lips the universe has intended on giving its birth right to imprinted on the back of the moon our voices walked the very center of the Earths core opening portals that would give that reflection of the after life a mid life crisis pointing directly at a particular spot so noticeable tip that dead man walking and feed him his very last meal deal or no deal you can't hangman as each phrase of the day is erased quickly wiped away from my gallant behavior as your creativity is rejected thoughtless none worth processing where you end up cutting yourself to see how it felt self injections Novocain of spirit as the gun goes off all is lost and literally stuck on that shallow end of the kiddy pool acting up a fool almost like how Phelps felt just as soon as those words of wisdom started to melt away from an over grown no sense of self inhale control down the drain it all goes gargling with a startling revelation is suddenly revealed just in time as rhymes bounces off the sway of hands from left to right poised upright when the time is right after that last climb it reaches in with it's head held back crooked teeth given out a flossy false funk note to anyone that follows in the same path to lose track of mind a headless drive for your lives stick it to the man stuck head deep in traffic left with no blood rush through the very hours of a parallel parked world words fall in reverse swallowed by that black hole where it goes no one knows so please return to sender for time is of the essence and we have left our mark by intricately traveling through each and everyone of your very minds
© 2009-Rhymesoulnice/BIG SKILLET
.. thanks to Big skillet for sharing your ink with me definitely enjoy writing with you .. plz stop by and show him some love as well thank you everyone
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Those precious moments carefully watched from the distance eyes shut remembering when listening close to those tiny foot steps darting across the room finding their secret hiding place trails of a toddler's tornado is left behind imprints of cuteness felt across many smiles for miles it never stops not even for a seconds breath taken tickles of baby talk as one enjoys that invisible cup of tea past the cookies please gibberish screams NO!!!!!! go away bye bye running with high heels watch them fly a miniature super woman lips stick reapply with grace on an adorable face devious grin with a mass of mascara hysteria funny antics are always felt from a distance left alone in their own little world with hairs of curls standing on top of the world (get off the dinner table!) LITTLE GIRL! brat face batting beautiful eyes finding her place to hide as she continues to reapply her mothers make-up for the fourth time a moment is shared and cherished for a life time of her irreplaceable face
 © 2009-Rhymesoulnice
.. Dedicated to my three year old niece
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Sunday, May 10, 2009
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Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Writing and Poetry
Riding to survive (my four year cancer free anniversary)
where do I go from here for nobody new my pain lost in my own universal life I felt so dead and drain four years to this very day I almost witness that light in the dark of my last days way above my mind a faint whisper would call out just for me cut deep down in the depths of my self I knew that it was not the place I wanted to be It was not my time yet for I have faced death already walking in the shadows of sin where do I even begin spineless worth I still remain tall with every last dropping breath I took that day trembles of life four years to this very day I would never have thought that I would ever see another face in the sky crying out loud destiny fell right through that single cloud waiting just for me droplets of determination speared straight through weaken chest unfolding before my dark brown battered eyes there was a test of shattered times a constant watched just to see where would I go wondering where would I ever be echoes of solitary rhymes would be gone in a matter of seconds living a long side an illness that grew by the minute I still continued to count down to the very last lung capacity hour that I would ever devour having lost of power where was that suggestion I questioned the demon living inside does he really exist I felt so lonely through my eyes a soul aches to cry four years to this very day that same soul still continue grieve for the very life I received no one would have ever believed in the beat of my own heart bares that very seed that I have painstakingly planted on the grounds I stepped on as the years gone by still wondering if I would be alive there it grew inside of me the absolute backbone to my very life lifting me through constant vulnerable journey I continue on strong exploring in that open field on my hands and knees I crawl amongst the treacherous wave for four years to this very day my eyes began to reach out into the world blinking for guidance that devotional voice gave me that confidence to know where exactly I should go to here and beyond four I have lived this long from now on nothing will ever go wrong as the tides I ride kept me strong for this long © 2009-Rhymesoulnice
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HAppy mothers day everyone , today is very special to me not only do I get to share mothers day but today also marks the 4 anniversary of my cancer being in remission
I was diagnosed with first stage hodgkins lymphoma cancer of the thyroid gland that affects the lymphatic system that fights off infections I discover a lump on the right side of my neck December 22,2003 It took me a year and a half to get correctly diagnosed with cancer I spent 8 weeks going through chemotherapy and radiation treatment I was told if i were to wait another year the cancer would have spread all around my throat area covering my adam's apple causing me to literally choke to death and that I would have not lived to see 30 and I am 29 years old . I was also born with a birth defect im partially paralzyed from my waist down I have spinalbifida .I have had over 45 operations in my life and three of them were operations on my brain and at one point I was blind for an hour and forty-five minutes. I stood up and walked for the first time with a walker and brace at the age of 21 after spending seven months hospitalized to have my feet corrected straighten out I walked out of the hospital I would not have been here today if it was not for my family and friends love and support to get me through this .I thank you from the bottom of my heart thank you for letting me share this moment with everyone your love and friendship support means the world to me



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Friday, May 08, 2009
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Current mood:  blessed
Category: Writing and Poetry
Free fall to the unspoken universe carefully watched as each downward motion leaves its mark smacked dab in the middle of her compassionate breasts risking it all as I continue to fall just waiting for that moment to be nestle in her arms plunging through those very breath she took I caught a glimpse of her strength a living testament seen on blood splattered stones hitting close to home her legacy laid under exploding roads through the open valley's of her wounds a lasting trail of her soul followed soon signing her life on the grounds she grew up on she started to run the distance dodging death with sweat and endless tears near and dear shedding the loss of skin through Napalm fields laid still under the night inside her Anna Jarvis eyes she continued to harvested many lives especially mines lifeless and almost gone forever without a trace of a familiar face leaving it all behind only to find below that blood shot eyes of the blistering sun there is no end to her life for it has only just begun tears cascading from the skies nursing this world back to life she was found a child of innocence through Autumns meadow she became someone’s sister, friend, wife, and mother coming straight from a world of tomorrow I lived through it today as I still find myself fallen inside of a daydream there I sat although alone admiring her face through the winds she was the strength that made me see what I have become in a matter of time experiencing the changes of seasons right through my open mind with my head held high above Heavens brume I have seen it all for she was my unfading thought to appreciate what I got for what she had lost long ago I still noticed in her eyes she still continues to grow the more I become that very life in her eyes of what she has always wanted me to have lived and for that I would continue to fall out of this world just for her and stand back up in another life time and remember what would it be like to grow up with nothing and be born into something to someone she is my one thing the meaning to my life and so Here I lay twenty-nine years to the day coming face to face to the birthplace to where It all began asleep in my mothers arms falling from her face and onto mines I felt her love for the very first time I knew I was alive when I cried out for mother twenty-nine endless cries. © 2009-Rhymesoulnice
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