~Ordinary~

The limits are to the sky
but we selfishly
wont look up
we can't rush the future
so why are we
walking so fast
many things we
refuse to understand
they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other
over conflicting differences
and the cycle is endless
or more so purposeless
like taking small steps
to no man's land
and eternity
there's more to an answer
but doubts got us
idle in searching
heaven is vacant while
hell is scorching
demons are prevailing and
mothers are mourning
the tatted cross on
my chest is burning
resentment is still growing

Every night a star dies
outside of my window
the moment is thoughtful
like death being food
for my soul

A keystyle I did after reading Eloquent Poet's piece called, "Yesterday's Theories"

good poem, man.

A growing theme is blossoming here.....

I like the title and now I gottta back track and read ELp's poem...(excellent writer and mos def one that inspires me to write as well so I can understand rigth away where you coming from with this)


The limits are to the sky
but we selfishly
wont look up
we can't rush the future
so why are we
walking so fast
many things we
refuse to understand

^this first half is cool...like confrounting the contradictions of our society....everyone is in a hurry and always in a rush....always....(at least here in Cali)....but why?...whats the rush time is fast enough without our help ya know.....just something thats always distrubed me

they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other
over conflicting differences
and the cycle is endless
or more so purposeless
like taking small steps
to no man's land
and eternity


^I REALLY liked this part....I think this goes back to that collabo we did "CYCLE OF DEATH"....it never never ends.....just because of differences which in reality is what makes us all so special and unique if we were all the same then nobody would be anything.....I like your word play on no mans land as well....old school cliche....felt

there's more to an answer
but doubts got us
idle in searching
heaven is vacant while
hell is scorching
demons are prevailing and
mothers are mourning
the tatted cross on
my chest is burning
resentment is still growing

^Interesting part.....the contradictions continue....and the questioning of it all....I really got alot from this part of your poem....more emotional touching on the imagery of current events....and your flawless flaw is chilling.....that "Idle in searching......just sic.....you the only cat I know who can rhyme these "ing" and pull it off.....I dunno how you do it.....so subtle so effortless....genuis


Every night a star dies
outside of my window
the moment is thoughtful
like death being food
for my soul

^the food for me soul intrigued me....(being that I fasted for 40 days)....I took this part to heart as well.....and maybe perhaps this idea of "DEATH" feeding us in an abstract way could be expanded on....because I think theres something unviersal in this message....it never never ends....and that no matter what happens life goes on.....stars die...as common as a flowers death....but the beatuy doesnt ever end....I dunno just something to ponder

I liked this one mindsoul

Holla

"The limits are to the sky
but we selfishly
wont look up"

That's a really good quote right there man. I wish I had more time to reply, but I'll holler at you later.

God Bless.

beautiful man
cant believe i inspired this....

The limits are to the sky
but we selfishly
wont look up
we can't rush the future
so why are we
walking so fast
many things we
refuse to understand
they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other
over conflicting differences
and the cycle is endless
or more so purposeless

heaven is vacant while
hell is scorching
demons are prevailing and
mothers are mourning
the tatted cross on
my chest is burning
resentment is still growing

damn basically im speechless
cant offer the right words of wisdom right now

the tatted cross on my chest is burning
i loved that part man
that makes me think of the cross on my ankle...

this was dope and very inspirational...

Huh bruh!

I don't know how else to respond to this one except by following the bandwagon. Man though, each line is set out and picked apart as far as relating to them go. Each line tells a different story of one's life.


we can't rush the future
so why are we
walking so fast

^I think we just hard headed like that. I believe that we can't rush the future, but wanting everything to be fulfilled within that 'time span'-it brings wonders, like-man I gotta do this before (blah blah blah...) That's just it though, we don't know when our time is coming. Oohh next.


they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other

^yeah true, the "yet" is keyword for it. And the following lines explain it well.

there's more to an answer
but doubts got us
idle in searching

^I think this by far is my favorite line(s). It's like as long as you're given life you're gonna keep going regardless, whether or not you're fearing things. You just keep going. When you're scared, dance. When you wanna cry, laugh.

the tatted cross on
my chest is burning
resentment is still growing

^This is a powerful line. Lucid in meaning; very deep. The resentment line--man. I had that in my younger years too heavily and I am still young. But it's weird how it was growing up and going through unusual things for a person that age. Not 'unusual' but you know. Not even rare. I don't know the word to say but resentment is like killing me from going on, I had to let go of that cause it was self-destructing me more than the other person. Some go by forgive and forget, but I don't think one can ever forget when it's like a life-changing thing. And if wasn't a life-changing occurrence (sp?) then it wouldn't be such a concern. IDK, things like that take time. This piece was thought provoking. Keep writing.

-Much Love

Thanks for the love folks.

Uppin one last time.

first let me say, i enoy reading your poems


it made me think about my thoughts the other day:

for many people life is suffering, as so few people are able to live their dreams.
I was reading a brief survey the other day about people who live their dreams.
There were 5 categories of No and some descriptions as to the reason of the "No."
Such as "No, but taking a course to help" or "No, but working in a career close"
If I remember correctly 12% of 3500, or 420 people said yes. I think that in Bertoulli's Law these numbers are of people responding yes might be much lower, and becomes much more lower if you were to go to different geographic locations.

I guess my point being is that there are too many things wrong in the world
and too many idealistic ways of justifying how things can be right.

A fortune cookie never tells the assholes that they are asssholes. They still get a pat on the back instead of the kick in the ass.

This was good. To be honest I was feeling the beginning much more than the end..I think the end could have been a bit stronger just b/c I feel that the beginning started off much stronger.

they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other
over conflicting differences

^^This was my favorite part. Really good image to bring up and think about.

Hmm.... very interesting peice in a very ordinary way lol, but on a more serious note i enjoy your work as a writer i haven't been on here in a minute,but i thought the whole peice was good being that it was something different from what im used to reading ...although i haven't read eloquents poem either, but i never lost interest throughout the entire peice great job keep puttin it down!

impressive..i can really see a lot of growth in your writting..this is one of the best keys i've seen you do..seems very well thought out and all your words seem to have a strong meaning.this poem just feels right..nice shit man..i miss your work

i think these are some of the thought that alot of us have at some time or another, well atleast i know i do...anyhoo...this was a tight piece....real deep, the kinda piece that makes u take atleast a minute to think about the way the world around us is destructing....loved this!

mad love

I wouldn't call the cycle purposeless, but you did. Poem was nice, really could only relate to some of the content. I dunno it's like you're ignoring the struggle to me, but what can I tell from a poem? ...blah this isn't a place to debate socialogical views. Regardless was an interesting read and I'm sure you arleady know you do the pen justice.

Days don’t grow any stronger
Lights get less bright
In our time, we don’t make time
The lords time, doesn’t shine
And it’s all fake
No minds trying unwind
Or make sense of the signs
It’s all for scene
Like Christ on a cross
Or people on milk cartons
Their not lost
They just haven’t been fond


Not much but something inspired...


Anyways this was am awesome piece man, Aint read much from you in a while. You only post a piece every blue moon so it;s not like people get much of a chance to read into you. lol. The strength of your words, that's all I have to say. You're one of the strongest poets on the sight. What I mean is your message gets through like agreat speaker or writer, it's infectious.


Stay Up, much Love, Peace

The limits are to the sky
but we selfishly
wont look up
we can't rush the future
so why are we
walking so fast

This part made me look up and think about what you where trying to say... I got it though....Nice..

many things we
refuse to understand
they say god created his
image through man
yet we kill each other
over conflicting differences
and the cycle is endless
or more so purposeless

^ I wrote to this stanza millions of time, I get so tired of reading about another murder in CINCINNATI OHIO... And even more, to find out it was a family member or friend.....


like taking small steps
to no man's land
and eternity
there's more to an answer
but doubts got us
idle in searching
heaven is vacant while
hell is scorching
demons are prevailing and
mothers are mourning
the tatted cross on
my chest is burning
resentment is still growing

Every night a star dies
outside of my window
the moment is thoughtful
like death being food
for my soul
A keystyle I did after reading Eloquent Poet's piece called,
"Yesterday's Theories"

^ OH so true... I like the way you used the falling star example... I was always told that too... You know for every star that falls another life is born....NIce...

Nice drop fam...PEace

I Really Liked This Poem.

It Wasnt So Much A Piece Of Raw Feeling As It Was,
A Creative List Of Insights.

What I Love Is How You Did Just That,
Listed Clever Insights And Logistics
... But In A Manner That Did Make It Seem As Though A List.

Because These Types Of Poems Are Hard To Pull Off
... More Often Than Not They Never Seen Fully Athentic.

The Metaphors In This Piece Were Amazing.
And Right From The Start With That Sky's The Limit Line,
Just Wow, I Really Loved This Piece.

Only Thing I Didnt Like It How It Didnt Have Punctuation.
And You Didnt Capitalize Anything Which Made It Hard With The Structure You Chose.

Was Hard To Tell Which Lines I Was Supposed To Read Through,
And Which Were An Entirely Different Line.

But Aside From That Petty Complaint,
Beautiful Piece Man, Great.

... And I'd Really Apreciate It If You Could Check Out One Of My Pieces,
Either "Flight Of Icarus" or "Devil On Your Shoulders".
Thanks Alot.

Did I really not reply to this? That's fucked up of me. I'm sorry man. I've just been busy I guess, or I didnt see it or something ....I dont know! I'll be right back with something though

Hi Mind$oul...

i haven't been here for months...

good thing i find the site again...

Great to read your words... it's been a while!