Saturday, February 11, 2012

~Is it a Dream~


Am I the one that you see?
Or is it all simply a dream unseen
Am I the one that you seek spiritually?
Or is it only lust that you desire to please physically
Is it the fire in my soul the passion I’ve shown?
Or is it the unknown that keeps you coming for more
Is it the depths of my soul that keep you close
Or is it a dose of my poetic medicine that
makes you want to fill another prescription
is it the money I can spend on materialism
or is it the spiritualism in me that keeps you by my side
is it what is hidden in my eyes that clarifies the lies
blinding darkness that disguises my true nature inside my mind
is it the pain in my heart that makes you want to heal me more
or is it your dedication to discover who I really am that you adore
is it the way I speak that makes you want to hear from me
or is it the silence that penetrates deep that keeps you listening closely
Am I the one you see, Am I the one that can please,
are we destined to be, Or maybe it was all simply a dream…




Nick Ade The Poet © 2011



A Better Person


If I am to be a better person tomorrow
I must be a better within this day
I said it once before; they can’t break
What they didn’t create yet I know
Day after day I’ve destroyed myself
Unable to face the man in the mirror
At times feeling inferior to my own supremacy 
My Untitled capabilities gone unseen 
in this world  of Nightmares & dreams
I must believe if I set to achieve a semblance of inner peace
The man in the mirror is my greatest enemy 
Yet I am still standing commanding my own life
Similar to a fire burning throughout the night
I have yet to subside,  still I rise to another day
Fueled by the pain I use to sustain my being for eternity 
Love unconditionally is the only thing I choose to reach


If I am to be a better person tomorrow
I must be a better person today for the mirror to reflect
I must fight my inner temptations to just say fuck it
Stuck in this life of sin so I guess I’ll make 
The best of this bullshit I’ve been handed 
I am the rose that expanded my pedals wide
Growing up in this world of sin trapped in the whirlwind
I had to continue to fight for my right to live
So that I could have a chance to see & fulfill my destiny 
For It is purpose that created me not the definitions you put on me
It is not pain that will delete me or what you thought I’d be
blessed with the very breath in my lungs the battle 
wages on and strong no matter how long it goes
I stay on my toes, bobbing and weaving my foes 
until my time is up and i'm ready to go for the title 
a better man for tomorrow built upon todays borrowed time


Nick Ade The Poet © 2012

my soul is like the ocean

My soul is like the ocean
clashing against the beach
searching for a place to drift away
to witness something previously unseen
I fight to grasp a new Experience
with each new reach as i am 
pushed towards a new place
each time I drift away 
only to be pulled back again and again
fore i am Destined to return with each passing tide
only to yearn to one day return
so that i may experience a new type of life
 experiencing a new journey home each time i leave
A never ending cycle of laughter and tears
always growing so I never fear the unknown 
over the years i have grown But o
 how the years have changed me
But I know the truth to this mystery
What didn’t make me could never erase me
fore i am the eraser creating my own destiny
a clean slate is what i create every time
 I clash against the beach
Until the end of all eternity you catch me
Forever striving to reach out and see
Only to be pulled back to the source
That once set me free.
my soul is like the ocean 
clashing against the beach














George "Nick" Ade' Poet © 2011






Have you forgotten me?


Have you forgotten me?
Have you forgotten my essence?
Without a first thought
Or even a second question
I am now only a memory
Never to be experienced by any
I know this may seem silly
But have you forgotten me?


I returned to you in disguise
Only to see if maybe you would remember me
simply by looking into my eyes
I told you before That I would always survive
Because the love we shared
Would promise me eternal life
But now it seems clear to me
I am no longer a memory
Have you forgotten me?


All of our truest memories
Hidden deep within our unity
A place where time had no place
But Now it seems time is our enemy
Now I’m racing to see if maybe
you would still be there
if maybe you would still care
But now it seems there is no place for me
Now my only question is
have you forgotten me?


Under the moon our first kiss
Under the influence of each other’s essence
A timeless affair we promised to never forget
Because in that moment we knew
This moment could never be replicated
But now my only question
After that time has faded is
Have you forgotten me?
George "Nick" Ade' Poet © 2011

Perfection is my Being

Perfection is my being
Weather seen or unseen
The smiles the tears my heart
Growing with either love or fear
With all that is forever uncertain
one thing is evident & clear
perfection is my being


perfection is my being
lyrically reigning supreme
forever loved or forever judged
regardless, I’m never faded
by the ones that do not witness
perfection is my being


perfection is my being
my soul filled with either
the warmth of unity & life
or the cold lonely presence of death
regardless I step in any direction
for the sands of time are mine
to carve out my own destiny
perfection is my being


Perfection is my being
Because my creator can do
nothing less than perfection
I, In his image but nothing
Without all the lifelong experience
But even in death I will continue to step
For perfection is my being


A bird does not ask why it flies
A dog doesn’t question its bark
If I think therefore I am
There’s no need for me to question
What God created me to be
For perfection is truly my being


































George "Nick" Ade' Poet © 2011

me myself & i


I am me, I am myself, I am I.
Never try and define what 
Words could never describe
I am my own light, my own darkness
My own artist and canvas as i paint
I am my own war to fight against
I am my own wings to fly high
If I died tonight, remember me 
Not for how I failed in this life
but how I lived with me, myself, and I

George "Nick" Ade' Poet © 2011

Thursday, February 2, 2012

The Dreamer





Music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KN3v7cJiDg

Merging my dreams with this ink that bleeds
Protruding is a soul unknown to this reality
Writing until I sleep, or maybe until I awaken
Shaken from this world of fabricated lies
I’ve denied myself the sustenance of the flesh
Instead I follow the spirit to unknown dimensions
To which I find at any instance another reason
To continue my journey deeper and deeper, deep
Writing is my escape without need to vacate my sheets
No need for a passport for I am free to set sail
As I lyrically excel until I’m touching new horizons
On the ocean liner of lyrics which I expel from within
similar to a rain cloud, I pour the lyrical nourishments
raining words of the mind until the storm subsides
my dreams I use to constitute a new constitution
unhindered by the pollution of the political institution
my system is a self-remedying symbiotic relationship
like a doctor and a patient, I am healed the more that I
continue to express all my worst trails and tribulations
feel me more as you continue to adore my most
eloquent form of lyrical clarity only surpassed
by my mental and soulful dexterity merged together
similar to my dreams and this reality
I put them together with ease as you read
I remain the dreamer that sees without need to define
for it is my insanity that brings me closer to the ink
that continues to bleed until either the pen is empty
or the page is filled with remnants of my mentality

Nick Ade The Poet © 2012


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