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Monday, July 30, 2012

Got me wondering why


Music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZTZEXc3dG4

Lord hear my cries as I wonder why
A nigga gotta live to die every night
Opening my eyes to the sunrise
As I watch my currency slowly multiply
Another day another grind always
Trying to find a way to live elevated
But I’m steady situated in the cut making
The choices I wish I wouldn’t have  
Can a much higher power forgive me
Before it’s my final time to breathe
Begging for forgiveness for the way I’ve lived
my life Straying so far away from the light
In order to move like the shadows that hide
Me like a deadly disguise to my enemies eyes
Striking like a cobra before I devour them alive
Now I got them all wondering why the world
turned dark before the sun could set
still I feel an emptiness inside so I smoke some sour
To feel lifted for at least a moment before i'm gone again
returning to my eternal grind some label it suicide
because why else would one want to live
a self destructive life time after time
I simply reply, it’s always been on my mind
Running these streets not even bothering
To search for peace because at the end
Of the day peace will never feed a growling tummy
The world has me stumbling yet I never fall
Walking tall amongst them all yet I fill
The solitary lane that has called upon me
Moving like a lone wolf hunting for something
To feed this hunger driving me crazy mentally
But I never knew defeat because I know
That somebodies gonna get it before me
All I can do is plead at the end of this journey
called life that God can forgive me for mine
as I’m always left wonder why  we gotta die…

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

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Friday, July 20, 2012

Cobwebs of the Mind


Music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2LQR9STQKE

Cobwebs in my inner mind
Fill the ceiling as I try to find
A way to express that which
Is so hard to say with words
Cleaning out the mental clutter before
It begins to grow like mold on my very soul
I’ve heard of many stories told
The young and the old who’ve beheld
Many obstacles that threatened it all
So before I ever fall I’ll make sure
Not to listen to them all but enough
To make my own intelligent calls
Have you heard of me recently?
Yea the world may easily speak constantly
Of truth yet silence penetrates deep
Yet not with the clarity of my poetry
I am the moon in the sky shining
Even in daylight although harder to find
It is in the silence of the darkest nights
That I shine so bright as if I was
Never really all that hard to find
I reminisce like the paint that drips
Or the kiss to a virgins lips, so sweet
Shielding you from the heat like a breeze
That one may need when no liquid
Can quench your thrust adequately
I am a poetic being that goes so deep
In the end I ask those that read
A simple statement, can you feel me?


Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

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Dream of a Dream

Music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbdDJ9IGzeQ

I want to sleep within the depth of a dream
A dream so real it regenerates me fully
Calling it life but no one’s fooling me, please
Regenerate me to my peak where I can
begin spiritually taking on anything presented to me
Now I’m truly ready for the true reality beneath my sheets
as if to pass casually awaking to conquer everything
Mentally I dream of worlds not yet mapped
No definite or exact location geographically
I want to exist where the border meets
Between two realities created just for me
Where all that is seen is all that is witnessed
Discovery of something new every time my eyes lifted
Where only one statement I could make to my peer is
Do you feel this? As we Dream, don’t scream
Imagine, and explore all possible ventures
Life is that dream and I pass through every door
Even when no one thought I’d be here before
Now everyone can witness the world I created
My world predated the dates of any copy written statement
A world where I am a star without need of a fancy car
The world I created in my mind defines the person
You once thought you really knew all your lives
Yet I’ve painted this picture my entire life to your surprise
Now may I present it fully to all of your eyes?
Poetically writing the autobiography that survives
All erosions within the mighty sands of time
Yet the hour glass fills by father time until its time
to flip the picture and move on with my literature

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

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