THE SIDE OF ME YOU NEVER SEE

This is just a tiny peer into the shallower end of the depths of my soul. A lot of things may be out of character from my natural demeanor but I can't allow myself to worry about that anymore. I am a structure with walls however, the doors are now wide open.

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Ever needed to engulfed in something so sweet, yet so bewitching; something that consumes you like a moth drawn to the flame? If not you will be....to help me...to understand me...you must first help and understand yourself.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

WTF?

What I don't understand is why, when you get a "hookup"
Also known as preferential treatment, do you mess it up
With the excessive hot stuff.
Just accept the extra assistance and do what is required to obtain that which you wish to obtain.
Take no prisoners and go ahead and get yours.
Don't worry about making yourself out to be more than what you really are.
Be a good 'ol boy and show the people what they want.
Make you shots and shut your mouth.
Do your dance then get back south;
To the other end of the court,
Throw up the "d,"
Race back to the other end,
You're set up for the Ally Oop,
The prof gets you the ball,
Now all you have to do is shoot!
And make it...

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Ode To My Id Edo

Well, I hate to say that I'm surprised
When the truth is that I couldn't have been more unprepared.
I know what I want, but it's buggin the FUCK out of me.
I wish I could tell you what you mean to me.
It ain't no lovey dovey mess,
It's more so a mature liking.

I know an ode is supposed to be romantic
But I'm all romanced out.
There is no more room left for any that are unkept...
Meaning I need something definite,
More exact than an extract or abstract
of the way you really feel.
Have you let her go or are you just pushing me away?

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Why were love songs written? Anyone got any answers?

Grizzly Affair --

Just great I get all excited over something that has to be pushed back or pushed away....it was just a fantasy...or was it? I mean I can be better... oh my gosh I'm turning into one of those people that listen to sad love songs once they find out the one they were pursuing or were going to pursue are with someone else. I mean damn, I'm listening to Neyo's "Do You" thinking about the cuddliest guy I've met in my new environment and I just find out 10 minutes ago he is in a relationship with someone whom he's in love with. Why does the shit hurt so bad? I constantly ask myself questions like this but this time it's easier to recover from it since I didn't do anything like tell him I'm diggin' his style or anything like that...oh well...I just wonder...does he ever think of me....

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

WHY?

WHY IS IT WHEN YOU WALK UP TO THE DOOR OF LOVE AND YOU WALK THROUGH EVERYTHING IS SO WARM LIKE YOU'VE JUST STEPPED INTO THE MIDDLE OF YOUR HEART WHERE THERE IS THIS RED HAZE AROUND YOU AND YOU'VE GOT YOUR FIRST BUZZ OFF OF THIS MIND ALTERING SUBSTANCE. AND ONCE YOU GET DRUNK OFF OF IT FATE COMES IN LIKE THE COPS AND ARRESTS YOUR BEHIND AND TAKES LOVE AWAY FROM YOU AS A PRECAUTIONARY MEASURE? IS IT TO GIVE ME TIME TO GROW? GROW AWAY AND UP FROM WHAT I HELD SO CLOSE THAT WE WERE AS CLOSE IF NOT CLOSER THAN MOST? I MISS THAT FEELING. NOT BECAUSE VALENTINES DAY IS TOMORROW...(I COULD REALLY CARE LESS) BUT BECAUSE THE PERSON THAT I REALLY LOVE A LOT AND SOMETIMES PRAY FOR MORE THAN MYSELF IS GONE AND I WON'T SEE THEM FOR A LONG SPAN OF TIME. IT SEEMS ABSURD BUT I KIND OF AGREE WITH FATE BUT AGREE TO DISAGREE WITH MYSELF. ALL THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON. MAYBE THIS ONE FOR US TO GROW INTO MORE THAN A STATISTIC. MORE THAN JUST SOMETHING ELSE.... MAYBE

Friday, October 13, 2006

I'M BACK!!!

Alas I can finally write again. I have been pissed off lately no doubt but I have restrained myself so that I would not be able to write when I want to. Weird huh? But I heard Beyonce in a radio interview say she did that for her current album and the stuff is hot. I'm not trying to bite off of what she is doing, however I have wanted to know what it is like to take away something I am so dependent on that I use to finally relaese. Honestly it feels bad. Not because I took it away. It did not feel good because I was not able to vent in all the ways I wanted and still want to.
Yes I take it God but I like to write down what's bothering me sometimes then take it to the Lord because I do believe He can and will fix it. My GOD is the fix it man. I am on the other hand still a human that enjoys the arts and rights I have to be liberal in my thoughts and actions if I choose to do so. Therefore, I am back to my baby. My child, from the womb I nurished with my life, my soul. The hunger of my heart and the thirst of my soul. She has been grasping for me as if I am her last hope her last breath of fresh air the thing that might turn her life around. But as I shyed away I only felt the sorrow and pain I could not get all the way through somehow. But GOD has kept me lifted up, and I will one day soon go through Hollywood, NYC, Bangkok and tell those about HIS love and the Power in HIS name. Can't nobody hold me back or push me down. Get back devil!!!! I'm on the loose now!!!!


TO GOD BE ALL THE GLORY!!!!!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

TheTruthAboutDying

Have you ever thought about dying? I mean taking a serious look at how you might "take the plunge", "bite the dust" or our other western philosophical colloquys. I won't die in pain or agony but because I wore out.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Conversation of The Elite Minds of MHS

Our Culture
The Issues Plauging The African American Society

The One and Only Devin S : When are we, as black people going to really come up? Our desperate attempt for dignity is constantly being opressed, not by the man, but by our own inability to recognize real prosperity. We get a little money and waste it on unecessary needs in order to gain the recognition of are racial counterparts. This wasteful nature often creates stereotypes that do nothing to benifit our culture, if we can call it a culture any more. The culture of the African American society has slowly deteriorated almost to the point of non existence. We were once represented by strong black people who enforced change in our social structure. Now, the black culture has been reduced to Tall Tee's and grills. We used to speek with such eloquence as to envoke emotions and change perspectives. Now a new age of slang has taken over and has stigmatized us with the mark of imaturity. Now the question rises "Can we recover from this miserable slump?". The answer is yes, but in order to do so we must break away from the bondage that binds us to the chains of ignorance. Together, we can make a difference.

One Love,
DEVIN S.
The One And Only


Undaground Lyracist: sounds like an ACTSO essay by an undisclosed individual...LOL! but i completely agree with u. but of course it is much easier said than done. I for one, feel that we should start a movement 2 try & increase awareness about the deterioration of our culture and at the same time, evoke an interest 4m young ppl 2 begin the chance that will carry our generation into adulthood. It took one man 2 get millions of african americans 2 add the word "krunk" 2 our vocab., one man 2 get millions 2 begin the "grill" movement, one man 2 make "snap music" the hottest thing in the music industry, so why can ONE MAN begin a movement 2 initiate a change in the direction of the development and advancement of our "culture". DEVIN, U HAVE INSPIRED ME, WE CAN START THIS CHANGE. IM SERIOUS.

WIsH I WAs drEAMin bUt ITS ReAl... : Devin....i agree completely. Why didnt u do poetry for actso. But Anyways that was really good and more BLACK people (per se) should feel the same way about our culture. It has gotten past ignorance and is just plain embarrassing. But hey get back at me

Inspired Poet: WOW! I completely agree with you Bro! However we are have more freedom than our ancesteral counterparts. They fought in the struggle so that we do not have to today. Martin Luther King Jr. got shot so that you and I and other intelligent minority children can take an advanced math course taught by a teacher who's ethinicity and culture is also a minority in this country we call America. On the other hand, the prevalency of our culture being in our faces on a daily basis has diminished in a sense but it is up to this current generation to trade in the grillz, tall tees, white tees, and sagging for a better re-education of the past to not only ourselves but the kids we are producing. If the schools don't teach black history and we don't at least tell our kids of the civil rights movement, affirmative action, and their great grand parents accomplishments in history all the way down to us then we as a black, no African Americanized race will lose our face and focus in this ever changing world. Thanks for the platform.

So you see that the truth really is in the eye of the beholder. Thank you to the people who initiated this conversatoin of great minds and we plan to implement it. If you have something to add you know where to comment me.