THE N.E.R.D

Years pass by,

The rain still pours;

Even though I try,

The pain steers me off course,

With my poetry I can go for rounds,

But I'm just a nerd with a backpack seeing sounds,

The pushing keeps me from the shoving,
Placed in an evil world so troubling,

I smile and turn into something loving,

Something new and old,

Similar to the visual of a soul,

I come bold,

Before you I stand far,

Seal my weirdness away in a jar,

Then you can go to hell,

It doesn't matter where you are,

Forget money, fame, and power,

My soul I just won't sell,

The big hand is on eleven,

Five minutes before the hour,

Shield yourself before it comes,

The wrath of man,

Hear it as he drums,

I'll play this sad song,

The guitar's strings are strummed,

Excuse me from my childish games,

Wish to see me burn?

Watch me burst into flames,

Now I'm nameless,

Brainless,

Throw wrong into my head,

Where's the gun so I can aim this?

Shoot out my positive thoughts,

Let it penetrate your heart,

But some are two-faced with two hearts,

Was I doomed from the start?

Searching for that little bit of light,

Sometimes I wish I could fly away,

And simply touch the sky like a kite,

See the light in the midst of the dark,

Drive my envy straight to a halt,

So I'll put it in park,

Odd because these words appear absurd,

I told you once before,

I think in a complex manner like a nerd...

N.E.R.D = Normally Extraordinary & Remotely Different

I'm not stupid, insane, or inept at everything I do.

I just dare to be different.

Supa Dupa Lemonade Freestyle

Big Sean killed this freestyle. His flow is crazy and he has a unique way of landing his punchlines.

Listen closely.

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M.U.S.I.C

Music,

The stories,

Let it read them to you,

Explaining the anthem to you,

The language of angels,

Listen closely from all possible angles,

To me, music is alive,

Merry and fruitful,

Swim in sound and be sure to take a dive,

Music opens its book,

I listen as I close my eyes to look,

Into the depths of the meaning,

Maybe I'll find the message before I begin cleaning,

Out my memories of what I just heard,

With music,

My thoughts race forward in a pack like a herd,

Mental visions soar high as a bird,

Even instrumentals; I listen to every word,

You hear just a beat,

I hear a melody in repeat,

Describing its journey of how it came to be,

You only hear music,

I hear, see, and feel it,

As it talks to me,

I become one and use it,

Never abuse it,

Stirring up evil concoctions,

Sitting back,

Letting the music produce it,

Treat it right,

Don't be a coward,

Leave it in the light,

Darkness hovers in a couple of hours,

The music plants seeds in my mind,

So my thoughts are flowered,

Now my head shines bright white,

My face is powdered,

Travel with a glow,

So you know,

I won't run fast for purity to chip off slowly,

I'm only,

Shedding my appreciation,

Throw it in the pot,

Free my scalp of agitation,

In my bowl I pour a lot,

Drink up the sound,

It rumbles threw my body beginning at the ground,

Then I throw up the noise,

And throw it right back like I'm on the mound,

I'm shocked by its poise,

You must have fun with it respectively,

Play with it like toys,

Group together and give birth collectively,

To new sounds and combinations,

I write to music to give my donations,

Sometimes I'm not too fond of what I hear,

So I simply change the station,

I usually love the sound that enters my ear,

Wish I could witness its early formation,

That would be so sincere,

But I might get confused,

Which means my skies wouldn't be so clear,

Some decide to act fools with,

I decide to take care of and embrace this music...

Music is one of God's gifts to Man.

It can be used to express any emotion, feeling, or thought.

If you're not born with the talent to create it,

At least enjoy it to the fullest with your ears.

I absolutely love it.

M.U.S.I.C = Multiple Unfathomable Sounds In Clusters

JayFunk Finger Tutting

This is not my video. This belongs to JayFunkY of YouTube.

This dude has skills and needed to post it.

Who Am I?

I am slipping away from my conscience,

My thoughts flee away from me,

Therefore my imagination is not complete,

Wounded, my imagination desires to leave my mind,

I wish to separate but I fail to grasp my brain,

My brain shivers,

Anticipating its attempt to run out of my head,

My head spins out of control from all the emotions,

Now I am headless,

I reach out to Worry,

And it rips my left arm,

I throw a jab at Fear,

But it breaks off my right arm,

As I walk clueless,

I stomp on the doors of Lucifer,

The ultimate temptation slides sin,

And cuts off my feet,

Sorrow tackles me from the East,

It blows my right leg,

Pride approaches in the West,

And kicks in my left leg,

Jealousy sucker-punches me in the stomach,

Anger drives its sharpest sword through my chest...

My heart...

What is left?

I have a soul, a spirit, personality, a belief.

I have life.

I have God.

Take off your mask and reveal your face.

Who am I?

What is Fear?

Big Sean - "Million Dollars"

Sadness In August

I took the dark out the night, and threw it at the day...

Day...

Now that shit is grey...

Grey...Hey...

They never listen to me, don't know what to say...

Say...

It's sadness in August, all the way to May...

May...Hey...

It was all in my head,

The pain cuts deep,

So my thoughts bled,

But the opposite of red,

The sky is light blue,

But my face is dark blue,

My heart beats slow,

What I see is slow,

Because my eyes seem to look low,

I keep it solo,

My mind screams so loudly,

But they can't hear it though,

Like a slight whisper,

Watch the devil slither,

Shower you with kisses,

Stabs you in the back,

Listen to his hisses,

I sleep with his Mrs.

Mary Jane,

Watch out,

She has many sisters,

Head to the sky,

Become one with the music,

And wonder why...why

I took the dark out the night, and threw it at the day...

Day...

Now that shit is grey...

Grey...Hey...

They never listen to me, don't know what to say...

Say...

It's sadness in August, all the way to May...

May...Hey...

Stumble with the blocks of life,

It's hard to build them,

My brain has outlines,

No color,

So I fill it in,

At it again,

Blink these eyes of mine,

For me to see,

It takes longer than time,

Hear me now,

My voice rhymes,

Swings in the summer breeze,

Like wind chimes,

Yet so silent,

Similar to mimes,

And I'm amused,

By the bliss of music,

Like muse,

Hysteria,

I am going insane,

My brainless mind frame,

But who's to blame,

Feelings are alike,

Like the same,

Because...

I took the dark out the night, and threw it at the day...

Day...

Now that shit is grey...

Grey...Hey...

They never listen to me, don't know what to say...

Say...

It's sadness in August, all the way to May...

May...Hey...

L.I.F.E

It's black,
As I look at the back,
Of the doors of my eyes,
To you there's nothing,
To me there's illustrations of colorful nights,
Take a bridge to the other side of life,
I go,
See it from another angle,
Everything seems so dope,
In slow-motion,
Bungee jump into the remoteness of your imagination,
Pray to land somewhere you can stand, unlike the ocean,
Grind on the rails of life until your board splits open,
Listen to the game,
The one I play in my mind; call me sick
I use medicine to see the depth of my brain frame,
In time my time will come,
Hope I won't ever fall & beg like a bum,
You cut to express and bleed it out,
I blink to hold back water and tear it out,
Hear it out,
The lessons life teaches you from your wrong,
See it out,
The fact that there's more to life than just this sad song,
Live it out,
Your life, your being, your existence,
Hear me out,
I've seen answers to the unanswerable questions,
Man is extraordinary but tainted,
Had a vision of life but can't explain it,
Words cannot describe,
Thoughts are within so I have to hide,
The visuals I can only see on the inside,
My eyes are free to roam,
But they hit a wall and scan the graffiti,
I've got mental tattoos in my dome,
Permanent images and pictures,
Some with profound meaning,
I label them as scriptures,
Not at all frightened of death,
It's my opportunity to meet the rest,
The past, present, future, my unborn brother,
Can't wait to see what a spirit looks like,
It will be like no other,
But some other,
Being only thought of and never seen by eyes,
Unless you're like my siblings,
Who have seen a few angels in disguise,
Pray with my head down but look up to the skies,
Ask, "Why, oh why Lord, why?"
Life is forever but a body isn't,
Patience is a virtue,
I should have listened,
Don't dwell on a failure,
But analyze a try,
And before I die,
I wish to smile and rejoice,
And then shout my good-bye...

L.I.F.E = Living In Faith Eternally

I will never die. My body will, though.
Will I greet and shake your hand when we're reborn?
Who knows?

Christ does...

Dream In Harmony

Do you hear it?

The pulse of your brain while it's painting,

Did you see it?

The visual of its art after you begin fainting,

Am I happy or sad when I'm sleeping?

Alive in an unconscious state, my thoughts are weeping,

Let your mind run free before that alarm starts beeping,

I'm seeking,

For a towel because my imagination started leaking,

Melting from the in-depth dream,

I greet a devil in a dress but I can't seem to scream,

No sound but I can hear,

Everything is silent,

Captain of my brain so I steer,

Let the dream take over, it's in auto-pilot,

Then there's this one idea,

I kind of like it,

I'll play my dreams on repeat and call it a career,

Like a DJ,

In my mind I'll play jingles,

Call me PJ,

I see straight,

But my eyes roll around in the back of my head,

It storms when I sleep,

There's probably a crack in my bed,

It's right there,

Witness my imagination,

No strings attached I float in mid-air,

Just like levitation,

The separation,

Between mind & body,

Steal 10 minutes from the other side of life,

My new name is Robby,

I become one with nature and its naturality,

Then reality smacks me back into actuality,

Is this a game?

There's too many questions like trivia,

All I cannot tame,

Find my answers through the breath of salvia,

This is far too real,

Connected to sea, air, and land like a Navy SEAL,

But what I remember I can't heal,

Wish to skip back in time to erase what I feel,

I think I missed a step,

The sky I was climbing,

Not recalling that I slept,

My left wing broke off, so I lean,

Listen closely to the harmony,

As I sing to you my dreams...

Dreams are a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind when sleep. They are involuntary visions that many do not remember.

But I remember all of mine, descriptively.

Don't worry, I'm not crazed.

Imagination is key.

Or was this even a dream to me?

Sea, The Wind

I shut these eyelids,

Now I can read my thoughts,

Wonder where my mind is,

It talks to me as it walks,

Away to a brand new day,

That's what the wise blue skies say,

What do the guys say?

Ms. Wind says her friend is on the top end,

It's Mr. Sun and his colors seem to blend,

The reds, oranges, and yellows,

The sky fans his hands so the wind blows,

Like right through windows,

The breeze isn't happy when it's cold so the grin slows,

I take low blows,

Every time I tell Ms. Wind to stop and she still goes,

Do you hear and see what I do?

You see common colors,

I see a different hue,

Tell you what I truly see; I'm never a liar,

Your 'blue' to me looks like metallic white,

A tad dimmer than light,

With a golden shadow of sapphire,

Think I'm crazy or fell off the end?

I'll place my eyes in an envelope and be sure to send,

When you receive them,

Take yours out, put mine in,

Maybe you will see then?

Can't comprehend?

Well, hell go yell,

Then you'll hear me laugh out loud like LOL,

You can't view wind, only her effects,

I can see her before she reaches,

When she touches me, I quickly grab her hand,

We prepare for lift off,

The ground we flew off,

Ascend to the atmosphere,

Does Earth know its hat is here?

Oh no, now we're sinking,

Where will we land is what I begin thinking,

Ms. Wind was about to crash,

But I caught her,

Thank God for the ocean,

Because we're resting on water,

This is an amazing story to tell,

This is real,

But to you seems like a fantasy story tale,

Having more than one supernatural friend,

I go to recess with the sea and see the wind...

The Tears

My eyes are completely different from yours,
I even view images while they're closed, of course,
Try to figure out why you see what you see - what's the source?
And these eyes charge ahead with no fear, like a horse,
The visual pain stings like a shot,
My eyes are crying now, but I am not,
It's complicated to bring my tears to a halt,
I can see clear because my eyes bleed fresh water, no salt,
When the water washes away,
Will I see the day?
Where I'm able to bow my head, fold my hands, and pray?
This life without tears is like bread without butter,
The tears force me to fumble my words so I stu-stu-stutter,
The real me hides behind this face,
I pray to tackle life's issues so I kneel with grace,
I come out of my body,
Have a conversation with nobody,
Play a mental game - it's a hobby,
Then step back through the doors of reality,
I'm walking right in the lobby,
Slap my face to snap out of it for a while,
Swipe tears from my cheek,
Watch them fly about a mile,
Fall down, get back on your feet,
Await for you and success to meet,
Holding my future in my hands like a cup,
I want to throw it in the wind and see if it goes up,
To the sky,
Sky's the limit,
This picture before my eyes appears backwards,
So I flip it,
Around and around,
Watch it Merry-Go,
Round and round,
The tears will splash for years,
The pain I receive before they come strikes hard like spears,
To see the true self,
Everyday I stare into mirrors,
And analyze the question of the tears...

C.O.L.D.

Sitting upright in my bed all night,
Thoughts circle in my head about wrong and right,
The window is open as a cold breeze comes in,
Hearing the leaves whisper, awaiting the trees to come in,
A branch reaches in and grabs me,
Lays his arm over my heart so he traps me,
Is he trying to protect me from the cold?
Or is he placing a hold on my life so that I don't grow old?
Courage and bravery to outlast the cold is much needed,
But they wish to have food for thought, so I feed it,
Who's really fed up?
Freezing in the cold weakens me but somehow my head is kept up,
The branch pricks my body & soul with bark, so I've bled up,
I roll from under his burden - the heavy weight,
Feel like I'm drifting straight to Heaven, - that pearly gate,
Will it open? Let me in?
Am I chosen? The one to run through life with a grin?
Life's not a joke, though,
Trees breathe; it's cold outside - will you get the hint, though?
I tell you what I imagine when lead meets paper from my pencil,
Dreams tell me what I'm really feeling,
My thoughts slip away,
So I grab the fishing rod and begin reeling,
My mind's back in place,
Imagination is a mystery - I think we've got a cold case,
Or maybe a CSI?
The wind bullies me, pushes me,
It's invisible - will UCY?
I yearn for the strength and self-control,
But I have to earn what I see in my dreams,
And be properly prepared for what life may behold,
The untold story of it will never be told,
So I ponder my thoughts...
Maybe I should shut the window to stop the cold?

Why is life so hard?
Remember, no one said it was going to be easy.
Should I bail out on life and give up?
Or continue dreaming and endure beyond life's beatings?

C.O.L.D. = Currently Outliving Life & Dreams

Hazel Eyes

I woke up half naked, 6 am in the morning,
Looking at my lady awaken, she' so beautiful while she's yawning,
Starstruck by her appearance - the hazel in her eyes,
She's the cup of coffee that I need at every sunrise,
I drink her up; now I'm fueled up,
Full of her everlasting love; you can say I'm filled up,
We float up out the bed,
Stunned I turn my head,
Look back to witness her puddle of purity shining white-red,
Her angelic features drip from her gown to the ground,
Mentally touching each others hearts; I can feel every pound,
Hovering as one, we are spiritually bound,
This moment is silent but I can feel every sound,
Soaring towards the northern lights,
We are forever blessed,
Touring our imagination, reaching never before seen heights,
Living in complete happy-togetherness,
How could it be so incredible?
Her beauty is more than gorgeous, it appears edible,
Feed off of her presence,
Before we even became one she showered me with her presents,
Love, elegance, exquisiteness, those hazel eyes,
Used to believe I'd never have her, now I do,
An eternal living experience; there will be no "good-bye's",
Never thought these feelings actually existed, but they do,
Love used to be a distant foreigner,
But now it's like my life partner...

Things are beginning to fade away...
I'm leaving a white, yet colorful realm...
Everything is turning back to gray...
No, please don't let me wake up...
My eyes open...
My ears start to hear all the cries...
At least I'll never forget...

Those Hazel Eyes...

F.E.A.R.

Fear,

Who is it?

Why does he leave me stricken?

Feeling like the enemy of the dog owner, so he says "sic 'em!"

I live it,

Out without doubt,

I'm about my dreams coming to life, so they sprout,

Spread like a drought,

As I run from him years seem to swim by me like trout,

Am I allowed?

To be proud, bright as the sun shining on a cloud;

But then he pushed me in my back, so I bowed,

Tumbling steadily over, awaiting the storm to be over,
It'll swarm you till it's over, I told ya,

Physically I'm 19 but my mind's 40 & over,

Running at the speed of light but I can see him over my shoulder,

Wishing to have good luck like, where's the 4-leaf clover?

Playing little games like a kid but he's so much older,

He's been piercing man's heart since before Titanic tipped over,

Going on and on for years,

Still having a thrill when a heartbeat picks up, so he cheers,

He'll leave me laid out on the ground like I had too many beers,

Oh, and did I mention that he doesn't give a fuck about tears?

And if he sees you begin to fight back, then he veers,

Off into another lane plotting his insane game,

Why do it? Is it the fame?

Everyone knows his name...

Some don't even care,

They have both ears but just won't hear,

So to get attention I set off a flare,

For you to witness & recognize this thing called Fear...

F.E.A.R. = False Emotions Appearing Real

It is all in your mind...

My Poetry

There's way too many people in here, like a slum in the room,

And there will be no rice in the air, until I'm jumping the broom,

When I come in the room,

Hear my word and they assume,

That I make good music like Kid Cudi, Man On The Moon,

Can't wait to get a fast car, make it go zoom zoom,

Take you on a trip with my thoughts like doomed on shrooms,

Never liked what my father said so I spoke up to holler,

Till one day he grabbed me, choked me up in my collar,

Don’t like to show the stress so I choose not to bother,

The tears have a race down my face as I pray to my God Father,

So I get on my spaceship & head straight to Mars,

Maybe then will I be able to sleep amongst the stars,

This corrupt world is for keeps - it's ours,

And time seems to drive right by me like fucking cars,

But to stay on track these rhymes keep hold of me,

These are thoughts compiled in one story called...

My Poetry

Cudder On New Year's Eve

Kid Cudi was spotted wearing a kilt on New Year's Eve for a show he performed at. I've read several comments on this picture and it just shows you how if the media doesn't accept it, you're looked at negatively. This is such a shame. Just like skinny jeans on men - it's a new trend. If you don't like it or have a problem with it then simply don't wear them. Don't call out another man for what he decides to wear or do. It's his body, his life, his image, so why would you care so much in the first place? Him wearing something that YOU don't approve of...How will it affect your life? In no way at all... What people fail to realize is that kilts were worn by men many years ago, and it was considered common then. Kilts were being worn way before jeans were being worn. So just because he decides to bring it back for a night out he's "this" or "that"? This is exactly why I respect Cudi. He doesn't care what anyone else has to say about him. He's only doing HIM. This is a perfect example of the motto I live by: Dare to be Different

Dare to be different or you'll die in the group titled "The Same"...

Don't Look Back

When He comes back,

Don't look back,

And when He comes falling,

Keep the prayers calling...

I walk with worry in me every single day,

Try to hide it but my eyes give it away,

I wish to stay,

In this world of color,

But some things just appear gray,

Wipe the tears from my eyelids,

Await the day when He comes to take His wild kids,

To the future, I look ahead,

Want to kill my wrong so my sins I behead,

Appreciate where I'm at but desire to be ahead,

But still I stay still where I lay still in my bed,

Maybe when my time comes I'll never see bloodshed,

The pain in my head,

He saved us,

Because He stood in the air, arms spread, and His blood bled,

Let go and let God,

I can feel it, can't see it, seems kind of odd,

No one comprehends my mind; thoughts seem kind of dry,

Let my brain run through my words - give my imagination a try,

Scared to speak up so I let my blog cry,

Instead of me - what's the remedy?

Faith, love, live, prosper - I should win an Oscar,

Because I can bring a living thing back to life like a doctor,

I'm speaking about my unknown ideas,

Only want to take a bath and wash away my fears,

But can I?

Will I?

Even put up a battle or give up a fight?

When He comes back,

Don't look back,

And when He comes falling,

Keep the prayers calling....

Let Him pour His grace out of the cup He drinks from,

Now I sound like an addict when I say I can't wait for some,

You best believe some believe because they don't believe where they come from,

I stood up, looked up,

Saw my destiny in the sky so I jumped up,

Grabbed it,

Asked if I should have this,

As I fell down I bounced back up like on a mattress,

Still I question the world I see before my eyes,

Wonder where my thoughts wander when I die,

Will I finally realize when I sort the truth from the lies?

The speculation, hesitation - pay attention,

If you slip up, trip up,

You'll drift downward without a single mention,

No one knows where you will land,

After living this life, what will He do with the world in His hands?

His plans,

Everyone has one,

But you're free to take a detour if you act dumb,

Beautiful Lucifer tempts me with candy like a baby,

he'll be that gorgeous woman who wants me for adultery,

But he won't hurt me,

I'll kneel with my head down and let my Savior search me,

Wave my spirit free of sin,

So that I will soon become kin and live with Him,

Deep words penetrate the computer screen,

Hopefully as you read you will see what I mean,

I walk with a happy face on but inside I've got to scream,

So to let loose what bothers me my brain decides to dream,

I still see it, I can't escape it,

One of these lonely days I will have to face it,

Nightmares have me shook; I like to call them fright scares,

When it's time you'll realize you shouldn't have did that,

Greed made you gamble, "Oh I shouldn't have bid that",

Anticipating my brain to be like Newton's - where's the fig at?

Inside my head is a complex math - where's the trig at?

Patience is a virtue,

A long time can hurt you,

Stare forward; never regret and embrace where you're at,

Mentally paralyze your skull and don't look back...

When He comes back,

Don't look back,

And when He comes falling,

Keep the prayers calling...

Drown In The Snow

It's snowing outside,

As it runs through your veins inside,

Fly up high while no one's in sight,

Inhale everything the sky has to offer before you die,

Why cry?

I exhale all of my problems right through my eyes,

Surprise,

Wish to shut down all of my thoughts, so that my brain fries,

Won't remember or think of the bad,

Living out my trials & tribulations first-hand, it's so sad,

But am I bad?

You should always think about what you already have,

I'm somewhat glad,

(Fear + Worry) x Pressure = me mad,

My thoughts + My imagination = Weird,

The insane membrane screams loud but does anybody hear?

The snow falls, life stalls, lost from all the unknown phone calls,

Line it up, snort it up, cough up a lung,

Maybe one day the soundtrack to my life will be sung,

I'm hung,

By the pure white form,

I let it go to sleep and simply numb my tongue,

My face is stuck, movements are stunned for a moment,

Sit here with fear, throw up my words - hear the vomit,

But you won't see me coming down for a while,

I slip & fall into a trippy trance,

I've got incredible reflexes - I can see your glance,

Let's see what's in my pocket; pull it out my pants,

Hand full of sky smoke,

Toss it in my nostrils,

Smell the fragrance,

Feel the finite rush yet the experience is limitless,

Hit it, guess,

What world you're in and wait for God to bless,

The snow's coming down, but I blow it back up,

It brings my smile to a frown and then right to a mean mug,

The drug,

Is music & life,

Live it, love it, hug it,

I mix it up and let them roll out like dice,

But twice,

It'll come back to slap you,

Trap you,

What happened to you?

I thought the snow buried within you,

It's thin too,

The heartbeat of music - let it sound you,

Surround you,

Beat around like some drums do,

See what it comes to,

Add my heart & soul and see what it sums too,

It's snowing in clumps too,

I have to find a yard for my mind to run through,

Speeding through the universe while He looks over you,

Hide in the dark, yet He still sees you,

Arrogance made you do it but nobody wants to be you,

How Does It Feel though?

My thoughts sing words softly like D'Angelo,

Now here's the blizzard,

Forget about my eyes,

My ear hears the blizzard,

All senses being used at once,

I feel like the outcast with a cap, like dunce,

Falling from my imagination, but I left the pride,

Steering through the air with no board, so my feet glide,

Time to end this train of endless fun,

Sometimes I wish life never started,

But mine seems to have already begun,

My existence is like a movie through my eyes,

So I load the clip and decide to shoot it like a gun,

Try to move mountains with my mouth, so I blow,

Until I'm ready to wake up,

I'll lay down, face down, and drown in the snow...