Mesmerize

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A man like me is simply hard to reach
I preach words that creep deep into your psyche
Can you mesmerize me with your exquisite beauty?
I'm elevated by design look deep in between my lines
to find what resides otherwise out of sight, out of mind
Light my heart like a candle and i'll remain throughout the night
I might just be there at your side by surprise but once you 
look me into the eyes, i'll be there in your dreams until daylight

A man like me can't be touched by any hand physically
simply call upon me consciously like I was really a Genie
I'll carry your soul like a chariot high with time, you are sublime
Is it a crime to use what's mine to mesmerize your mind?
I use this lyrical art to mark the page with my steel bleeding 
poetry; I feel what most won't even reveal because i'm real 
never to be killed because my atoms are made more eternal

A man like me isn't easy to meet because I creep stealth fully
with my image beneath the surface for I am deeply in tune with poetry
I provoke thoughts that Bill Nye couldn't teach with ease
Simply bring your exquisite beauty to the stage and i'll unlock
what will cover you from the rain, feel no pain, I am rain man.
watch as I expand on the canvas of life like a spider
casting it's web through the night mesmerizing all by surprise

A man like me is hard to find because the clues most use
won't suffice when searching for the truth in my life 
Can you bring color to my eyes and take me to new heights? 
Alive, Alive, It is almost as if I've died long ago now 
I bring stories never told to your very soul provoking growth
I won't be replicated for I am formed by materials that predated
anything this world has excavated from any ancient site
I tell you this again to cement this in the depth of your mind 
A man like me is simply hard to design because i'm made
from poetic lines not found in the fabric of space time 
research my birth and you'll find evidence of my hearse 
Resurrected by a curse to rehearse my first breath on this Earth
A man like me isn't unique but the tools I use are simply Mesmerizing...















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The Heart of a Poet

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The heart of a poet thumping & beating

Living & breathing with his breathless releases

Of the deepest recesses of his consciousness

Erasing & tracing as his fingertips & mind interrelate

To lyrically create what dictates his natural state better

than a mirror that reflects his own physical face  

he exists out of sight, out of mind, yet at any given time

you’ll find evidence of his written lines where he resides

escaping the confines of the physical life to elevated heights

in living color his soul brings his words alive with the brushes

of his pen he thrives off the power of his conscious mind

focus on his motion as he moves forward without the holds of time

Floating like a balloon, drifting in the sky absorbing all that he finds

He enters his domain where he maintains a better sense of things

Don’t wake him of his dream before he’s done publishing a physical copy

No need to plead, his wishes are granted without use of a genie

If he ever ceased to be; he wishes for no one to weep for he exists

In a place where he will never lay six feet deep with anything that reads

“Remember me”, because he has The heart of a poet thumping & beating

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

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Illuminate My Soul

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Light my soul like a torch at midnight
Illuminate me so I might be able to shine bright
Elevate my soul to new heights higher than a kite
Fly with me out of sight on this carpet ride to the constellations
Be one with me like the sun, the moon, the sky above all nations
Come with me to the dark side of the moon so we may rain 
Light on the lunar surface with our starlight, we’re center stage 
I Compose notes like Mozart, expressing my lyrical art on the page
I float like Noah’s ark in the infinite ocean poetic hearts fueled by pain
Escape this harsh and cold reality with me to an unknown fantasy 
Go to sleep and never awaken from this lucid dream of ecstasy 
Unlock our dynasty where there are no pains, hunger for nothing 
Its winter in December so twist my mind like a blender 
with your heavenly features and force me to remember
what cannot be forgotten by even a pot smoking binger who was 
lost in six flags great adventure searching for the place where he entered 
console me with your passion until my heart feels soft & tender 
I dance on razor blades with no sense of consequences from pain
My drum beats to the tune of a song not heard by ears vocally 
With words I purge what emerges from adjectives and verbs 
As I use my hands to methodically expand nouns on the canvas 
when I command my pen just give me definition with your love
more accurate than a mother’s intuition to a child she adores 
Release my spirit from this mental prison living without a mission 
Like The Shawshank Redemption, I plot with persistence until freedom 
where we now reminisce on the experience laughing as we bask in seclusion 
Sail into the pacific where no one can capture us and make us repent 
Be the fire to my life guide me with no fear of any weapon formed against 
Be my diamond stronger than the chips clarify what was missing in my 
prior existence with your blinding beauty never replicated your love is authentic 

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012


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Give me a kiss

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Give me a kiss with those lips

Twist my mind with those hips

When you dip, I dip, we dip deeper

Than a sinking ship in the ocean

Let me take a swig of your potion

I’m hoping to find someone I can adore

as I continue to explore your every curvature

So lift my soul like an elevator to the top

Give me something I could never ignore

As my heart begins to stop let my body drop

Let my spirit rise just look deep into my eyes

Allow me to describe what Leonardo da Vinci

Could never have imagined while he was alive

I paint with my words not in attempt to define

I use them to align what goes through my mind

As my ink coincides with the page one line at a time

Your caliber of beauty is truly the highest of high

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

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The Good Die Young [My Lyrics live on]

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[Nick Ade’ Poet]

They say the good die young
And that bad things happen for a reason
But no amount of words can ever stop the bleeding
Or the pain that I am currently feeling
As I expel my lyrical art to the world
slowly journeying through the sands of time
one day, one step at a time as I live my life
slowly turning the pages in my mind
attempting to find a much simpler time
away from all the stress and the strife in my life
but try as I may to rewind all my events
so that I may reminisce on my past,
forever I awaken from the night to another day
far from the dreams that I once embraced
but Oh how divine I become as I begin to intertwine
My dreams into this cold and lonely reality
Warmed by all the love I’ve received as I live
eternally through the lives I’ve touched on the page
I am a painter without a brush yet
the canvas is fill with imagination
witness the taste of my eternal lyrics as I continue
Articulating my lines hoping someone may feel
my every emotion as I define what’s on my mind
if it’s true that the good die young
Don’t shed a tear when it’s my time to run
For words will live on,
The good never die young they only live on

[Uvie Thy-Tempest]

I try to be good but i realize crime pays,
The good, the bad, the ugly,
the good go first even if we pray,
Knees locked, head bowed, soaked in thoughts,
My life flashed like a movie, or so it seems
The dark hood wearing killer
with death at it seams
The good die young, so the rot,
Its more than a saying, I’ve felt the cut,
My mind flipped the pages of the true good,
And all i saw was death in primes,
in my livelihood Then i knew i was due,
My livers shut; my kidneys shrunk, my heart struck,
The pain, tears came flooding in ripples,
Even my cave of poetry hunts me in quadruple,
I fear to write, poets are prophets,
So i run from them thoughts, my word puppets,
because Death has struck, one by one,
I have lost more loved ones, than love lost me,
My heart cringes at love,
because to love for me, is to be shot...
But i will live to breathe again,
I will hurt to heal again,
I'll ignore this seeping wound,
I will pick a pen to draw my end,
But don't weep nor cry, it’s a victory dealt,
because my footstep will be carved in the sands of time,
My words in hearts and minds, on the page I write
So even if in time i fall, I know I’ve lived,
been believed and Thy-Tempest the heroine still lives.


[Anthony Thomas Francoforte]

As I am,
I am always partially blind
I never really had full sight
until I saw the undeniable light
as I am here and now, I am that I am simply wanting
I want to be in love just as I am loved
I am simply a man and I feel the animal inside
Raging even as I fight no gloves in sight
Feeling as if I no chance to survive
But see me when I write,
I know I’ll forever remain alive

night and day, day and night
I gradually vent the pain inside
then delete it all before anyone can
see what’s truly on my mind
if you didn't get it well then
it wasn't meant for you to see
but believe me when I say I am eternal indeed
even if I’m surrounded by those that
could never fully understand me

time as an only option to pensive ,
our minds value the green and the red,
plastered is the blood of the dead
this life itself can get to your head
resisting the overwhelming
sensation to just say fuck it
sleeping while hungry, I hunger as I sleep
feeling as if nothing can replenish me
but maybe the lord can forgive me
and awaken me to my forgotten dreams
out of sight, out of mind so long
I’ve remained blind now I utilize
my spirit sending a message
that I will always be alive
even if the good die young
i’ll live on from the love I’ve been given


[F.j. Majesticpen Carter]

They say the good die young
And that love is an illusion
But my heart beat can feel
this insatiable constitution
building realms around pains
and pangs that shadows all delusions
As I procure the cure to heal with my
written elixir of healing distribution
Making silence loud enough to hear
without any words being spoken
Extinguishing concepts that says
that I can easily be broken
Though I continue to congeal
with lyrical plaster that keeps me unbroken
I beat the sunrise to refute the thoughts
that refrains me from fully coping
Hoping, that I am able to see through
the disturbance of a negative glimpse
that tries to shackle my wrists
so that I write with a silent fist
But no handcuffs can cease this ink’s apodictic
I avoid being sniped by anyone’s negative hit list
I felt the penetrations of constant critics
But it never impeded my options to grow within them
So if it’s true that the good die young
Don’t consider me a victim
Because I walked paths that appears religious
To capture the soul of the atheist
Who feels that the development of me no longer existed?


Written By;

Nick Ade The Poet, Uvie Thy-Tempest Omimi-Okoro,

Anthony Thomas Francoforte, & F.j. Majesticpen Carter

© 2011

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