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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 29
Sign: Aries

City: UC
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 7/28/2005

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Thursday, July 09, 2009 

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

another crack in the road Pictures, Images and Photos
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Wednesday, July 01, 2009 

Current mood:  sad
Category: Writing and Poetry



dark room Pictures, Images and Photos
Silence
starts to bathed the room
Emptiness an unhealthy diet in bloom
Punch -drunk
F
uck the love!
Confused those w
ere 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
goth bedroom Pictures, Images and Photos
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Friday, June 19, 2009 

Current mood:  creative
Category: Writing and Poetry

graffiti Pictures, Images and Photos
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 

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

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009 

Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

  Intoxicating
      That sunless kiss never felt
      On a night like this
woman Pictures, Images and Photos

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Monday, June 08, 2009 

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
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thank you poetic Rawr for this bad-ass collab
definitely talented and thanks for this freestyle an honor to have written with you



Saturday, June 06, 2009 

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*
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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

Wednesday, June 03, 2009 

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

lost  love Pictures, Images and Photos
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Thank you Mikki for writing with me
love sharing ink with you thanks again friend
hope everyone stops by to show her some love

Friday, May 29, 2009 

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
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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 ~



Wednesday, May 27, 2009 

Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry


poetic genius / rhymesoulnice / d-cipher / big skillet  (in this order)



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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
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009 

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
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009 

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
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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


Thursday, May 14, 2009 

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

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 Dedicated to my three year old niece




Sunday, May 10, 2009 

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
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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 

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.
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