Thousand Words Campaign: 28

Last Knight’s Cologne

The last knight’s cologne,

Was last night’s cologne

The smell of Mr. Daniels number five

Permeating like garbage on a hot summer day

It intoxicates me and like an autumn leaf

I’ll fall all over again.

I’ll become whisky-ed away by him

And we’ll perform our favorite dance

The tango. Or maybe it looks more like breakdancing

When it is over that aroma turns our beautiful story

Into a Shakespearian tragedy.

Blood stained wallpaper looks like a Monet

This is the story of us.

Fragmented up close but a perfect picture far away.

Which one of us is to blame?

It has been six months, three weeks, and two days

Today he smells like Dolce & Gabbana

And he is no longer in love.

I crave the feelings of before.

I’ll wait for him because I know he’ll return

Like he always does

So I bring out two glasses to and wait for my love to return.

by AL

find your swank. think insane. be urbane.

Thousand Words Campaign: 27

Tomorrow

Tomorrow I said
I’ll do it tomorrow
I expect it to be there always
Like bone marrow

I didn’t do anything today
Because I was going to do it
Tomorrow

I didn’t tell her that I loved her
With yesterday being tomorrow
Today’s sun set with sorrow

I got paid and wanted to get laid
So I promise mom I’ll save
Tomorrow.

Now I have all the girls and glamour
But my friends are foes around hoes
So I’m at the bank trying to borrow.
Swore I was gonna save
Tomorrow.

My grandmother’s only wish is that I’d graduate
I am convinced that it’s in my blood to procrastinate
So I told her to have patience and wait
Until tomorrow

But now I’m lying awake, crying with hate,
Because I’m at her wake and I told her to wait
Until tomorrow.

I had a paper due but chose to kick it with the crew
Learning to stanky leg and to hit the booty dew
I’ll write it tomorrow

Today my computer crashed with homework amassed
There is no way to perfect my craft and my teacher had my ass
For lunch with her tea and crumpets and I’m crying like a trumpet
For an extension until tomorrow

I realized yesterday that tomorrow hasn’t arrived
And it has it’s own set of weeds that arise
Amongst our grassy knolls and rosy colored bowls
Never realizing that the milk went old because we
Were going to go to the grocery, tomorrow.

So tell her you love her with all your heart
And tell him that you’ve loved him from the start
Sit on your grandfather’s lap and let go a fart
And sing in the morning when your breath is tart

Dance in the rain and howl at the moon
Your day is better when it starts before noon
Fall in love then roll in its garden
Because her breasts will sag and you won’t harden

Tomorrow.

by Wally.Vega

Thousand Words Campaign: 26

Be Still My Soul.....Be Still

Feel so safe in my unseen world

My place I can breathe

And be feelbeen

Appreciate and sense my place

My soul fills up on the one true

My heart soars high fills with delight, can also feel me crash and burn

Hiding or surviving

At which turn life leads me

Intense successions

I’m feeling the intent

I’m feelin the inconsideration

Of humankind

Collectively mass consciously being

Human

Where’s humility gone

In small pockets building up

Looks whats in store

The groundbreakers

Earth shakers

Shapeshiftin and simple rhythms connected to multidimensional rifts and jisms

Flow through me my body like elastic

Wrapped around blissfully existin

No grief from me but whats that im givin

Feelin im not considered in this moment we participatin in

Coexistin on respect and consideration

Reciprocal livin

Expectations I keep myself paralyzed by

Why?

Tryin to flow in this nature I be in

Tryin not to expect too much to begin with

But to expect myself I reject

Constantly let down and tired of inconsiderate

Disolusional and dependant on direction

But I know that’s how God works

He only lays on us wat we can lift

I’m finding my step in the precious present

Actions speak louder than words

I wanna work with the unseen world

Let their messages flow through me

And onto the screen

Into your minds and beyond your dreams

Feelin the honey the buzzin of energy

Reminiscing im caught in confusion

My emotional rollercoaster ride

Sentimental moments in music meets me to

Spiritual lyrical messages you keep me playing

Talking to me through the music

Confirmin the translations of wat we felt

No more said

Its time to tread

In lightness in humility in reverence

Condiderin the simple things in life

And the present the ultimate gift

cant do no more than breathe and be

human livin in this fantasy the life like a stage

featuring me

Let go of my ego

Stay wit humility

Pass it on spread the word

Reciprocity

No more divisions made easy to conquer

In this here psychological war on earth

got the masses fearin

Alter egos on the stage

Puppeteers pullin the string

giants fightin over illusions

fear is fuellin their battle within

Paranoia and confusions

mythology is jus grinning

underworld over the top

manifestations of all prophets

But how do u know between the footsteps your taken

Tread lightly my dear

Know in every breath you take

Ancestral lines hold us to find the path in which you choose

Inside your soul if you listen you’ll feel with warm and honey feet

You’ll flow on in through the darkness to the truth

You’re right to be alive and good.

sooo it brings me here , where my arrow is aimed
I'm willing to fly in my mind my thoughts so entwined by the rhyme and the reason .
so many messages in music i thought i could contribute to the subliminal messages and tell ask the world to open their hearts , to humanity to love open you heart as big as the sky , cause fear cant exist where love abides, to become insyncronicity with your destiny and live life as free as can be at least in your mind . I had so many vivid dreams , one of a star beaming down on me , the light was so intense it felt like warm honey flowing down and it went through my heart and filled it with love. I dreamed this star was a being that I soon would meet , and eventually get together and lay down mad lyrics and beats. We would have ephinanies and consciously expand our visions our dreams and let it transfer into a journey of rhythms an awakening of the mind , an opening of the heart . Sex is taken over i know its creative force ,jus disappointed that it sold of in young minds like its not sacred anymore. I know sexy i sizzle in my skin , especially in when looking at the mirror within , especially looking in the eyes of a certain someone... when its a soulful connection and not a sexual extension of acceptance by the crowd , not going so far left field to be seen or heard .I dream a dream so flowing and free a world where we can co exist harmoniously a world where every human has a right to live in peace and equality a world where walls aren't stopping and blocking instead there's a harmony a serenity maybe the like the first level of heaven . I will keep my arrow fixed on his time cause i know he's real busy and its not yet the right time , when we work on the melody it will be because of the rhyme,and the reason should be clear for the sake of our generation to express and be free not held down by sexual distortion but liberate all our being in love and from the heart

mamabeanz

Thousand Words Campaign: 25

The Glory

The first day of the month brings the last of the life
The life that you dreamt for me that wonderful night
That wonderful night when my eyes took flight to soar high as a kite
High like the kite of expectations you filled with helium that would never deflate
That I would never debate, question. Or equate
Miss take your air from my lungs and replace
We don't breathe the same
I tried but there's not enough to expand my frame
Hope you can pay attention to my claim
You say its in my blood, how can I not be vein
Flowing with the current has always been a strain
Like it hurts my muscles when my mind dances like michael but you wish I was jermaine
Then I can't begin to vocalize how my heart bleeds on my sleeve, now that's a t.pain
And my life was so mundane that I went insane
So now you call me crazy because I'm showing my fangs
Stealing souls in the night by harnessing the darranged
Devouring the fat lady, listen to werewolf sang
And when success rises in the morning
I shall greet the elusive jezzabell with sweat pouring
And I will father the glory,
I've passed the test, ask maury

-Wally.Vega

Thousand Words Campaign: 24

Morning Window

A Winter Sparrow flits by my frosted window,

Skimming by yellow stained roofs.

Pacing up, then down, capturing my eye,

Skirting through on a coastal zephyr,

Only briefly in my view.

The wind dictating where she goes,

Ebbing and flowing, mimicking

The languid waves of the coast below.

The rolling rushes of whom my sight falls on next:

Crystal shimmerings on Neptune’s tides,

Reflections of the morning sunrise.

The glimmer smothered by first light’s haze

Suffocated by my lifeless enclave,

Withholding nature’s beauty in an artificial thrall.

My cocooned bower causing me to only see,

Shadowy illusions of a fleeting reality.

-Wattani

Thousand Words Campaign: 23

Homebound (Young Girl)

I was on my way home

Where to, I do not know

Perhaps to some nice stranger’s abode

Or maybe to someplace I already know

Or maybe…

Just a resting place for my soul

Anywhere would be pleasant

Anywhere will do

As long as it’s not back to

That home I once knew

Where he smelled of alcohol

Whenever he came to me

Where my cries weren’t enough

Until he made me bleed

Where shiny black bruises

Were my own custom tattoo

Where my innocence was stolen

And I’d be killed if anyone knew

So tonight I had enough

And decided to run away

Homebound for any place

Safe and warm that I can stay.

-ShadedGrey

Thousand Words Campaign : 22

The Pelican ©

If I were a bird, I’d be just like you,
A fat pelican on a wharf, sweet talking tourists.
I love your panache (that wingspan! That glide!)
And your gluttony too (shameless bucket beak!)

No offence, but how’d that evolve, anyway -
Not enough space in your guts for your loot?
That’s my kind of bird, wear your greed with pride,
The sybarite of the sea, hand-fed hedonist.

But what I love best is your landing style
It’s clear you’re no egotist,
For you squander your aerial elegance,
Glory and grandeur in flight,

with big webbed feet, landing gear out front,
Like a Vaudeville comic, shudder, splashdown!
Unembarrassed, you spread your wings to dry,
and I learn from your ways, my cavalier friend.

-AlexandraTheGreat

Thousand Words Campaign: 21

Late Night by Jason Davis


I'm Contemplating Conversation
With The Next Girl Waiting
Decisions I Been Debating

The Old Flame's Stating
She Wishes She Could Have Contained Me
I Tell Her That I'm Retaining
All The Love I Was Saving

Those Memories Become Contagious
But The Next Could Be The Greatest
Alone I'm Prolly Safest
Got Dammit I Hate This

And I Don't Want To Cause Pain
But I May Lose If I Gain
I Swore Never Again
But Feelings Are Strange

Its Not That I'm Playing Games
I Just Can't Clear My Brain
For The Next My Feelings Changed
But Old Flames Remain The Same

Situation Mindstate Is Greatly Confused
At Some Point I Know I'll Have To Choose
Either Way I Win
But Either Way I Lose

What To Do............................

.......................[^_-]

Thousand Words Campaign: 20

Ghosting by Escarondito


This world is filled with ghosts
Who willingly lay down their lives
Removes retaliation
To merely sit and cry
To everyone, and anyone
But in reality, nobody cares
Your just somebody disembodied
Speaking in the air
I would implore you
But better yet I dare
Exit from your ghosting
And make a person care
Join into a movement
Create something from thin air
Ignite your soul and wonder
How you ever sat and stared
Engage your peers, spread the fire

Until all are burnt like toast
Burn down self-made containment
Save a generation of ghosts

Thousand Words Campaign : 19

Taxi Cab Confessions


I liked you.
In fact, I might of wifed you.
Like damn, I would have dyked you
And had you staying inside, like stripes do
When I leave for the summer, I would’ve skyped you
You had me feeling like diabetes, type 2
Had me weak like the third day of swine flu
Never thought you’d stoop that low, and then swine flew
I stuck my neck out, which is the easiest way to break
Because caring this much isn’t the easiest thing to fake
I feel like a vampire, expressing that my heart is at the stake
And if I kiss the sun my feelings will never graduate
So I’ll roam the underworld stealing souls to find mine
Until you stop running circles around me like serpentine
Honestly I’m not really itching to be your Valentine
But I am interested in soothing your fears, call me Sir Calamine
And given the circumstances, I’d rather take my time
Because love isn’t automatic, and I’m in four wheel drive
Moving mountains, but the bolder won’t slide
Your heart’s in a cave being tormented by the slaves
Shackled and chained, terrified that you’ll runaway
For the simple fact that they can’t let go of yesterday
Memories of how he set you free, then snatched the day
Shot out your sun, then passed away
Leave the widows near windows weeping like willows
Because this doesn’t happen much, outside of dreams on your pillow
Where a guy doesn’t pad his scratch like brillow
Who’s also worth the weight, like a kilo
But if you do not understand a word of this lingo
Just know that I think you’re the one, like a single.

-Wally.Vega

Thousand Words Campaign:18

Don't Do The Do

We've run out of things to say

We've ran out of originality

Ultimately loosing our face

In a world where new is old

And old is repeated until cold

And cold is argued amongst the faux

Fake hip hop ballers

Fake R n' B artists

What happen to the real poetic drops

Where is the Real Billboard tops

We're in a place where real hip hop stops

And mimicking takes the top spots

And slackin starts all the ass clappin

And being too loose on the track

Allows room for editors to post a crack

Needing to crack down on the depth

So we don't lose our voice, lose or breath

In a society that thrives on catchy lines

Its hard to ask for more, more creativity

No Stanky leg, no killin' in these streets

Makin' millions, now tell me how u got there

No more real baby making music, now tell me how did we get here?

We're missing the old days that had meaning

But we're taking their old ways and degrading

To a time where our generation

Deceives the next years of population

Into believing that she got a dunk

Is the next best thing to being a doc

We have our oldie but goodies

Cause beauty was her name

They'll have reused oldies but hoodies

And all they'll have is Miss pretty pussy

We've lost it, we've ruined it

Black Hip Hop

Black Rock

Black R n' B

Black Pop

We might as well just let the black flop

And start a new black creative clock

-A.Marie

Thousand Words Campaign: 17

I said I'm enjoyin bein single and I am

but when someone's got my attention

I can't help but be attentive

And show my interest in who they are inside

beside all the bullshit and the 1st impressions

I just want to know you and converse about life lessons

But 1st I need to learn you and eventually be the one you turn to

wit your true confessions

I choose my words wisely...so everything I'm sayin is filled with honesty

But honestly I feel so vulnerable to have told you my innermost secrets

I tried to keep em to myself but I've experienced some leakage

So excuse me while I mop up my pride...it just gets in the way of how I'm feelin sometimes

But regardless...I remain guard-less and unshielded

In hopes to start a relationship so we can build it

And I'm not scared of you breakin my heart

Just don't kill it...cuz a broken heart can be mended

And I am living proof but I won't share my truths

Because I can't keep living in the past

I wanna live in the moment but pursue the future

Cuz life does come at you fast

But I should slow down to not appear eager

For something that may not be attainable

Because I'm talkin a lot of real shit that you don't know what to do wit

But the reality is..I'm still SINGLE

C.Laila

Thousand Words Campaign: 16

After two years or perhaps it’s even been three
Still,His crimson roses are no good to me
No need to shower me with pricy “bling bling”
B/c my heart has always been in his hands
His key in mine,
I’m infatuated with WE
Eyes closed tight like virgin thighs in his arms is where I’ll always be
A strong gentle giant
Knows simple gestures im press
Me,
With Him
Compliment to..No,
he GIVES me my swag
Exceptional in his old rags,
No Enyce, Dolce, or Louie bags
Can compare to his heart rich with love for me,
Sweeter than the kisses
Hershey makes
Without him there is no me,
No him and my heart will surely break
Like glass windows when thieves come to take
I’ll pray God sends YOU an angel,
Wings white like freshly painted new house walls
To carry you high,
Not to cloud 9,
But 23 In the presence of Jordan, James, and Beckham
The presence of greatness is where you’ll be
Yin to your yang
Burning flame
Hot from head to feet
Dripping wet, lips soaking your seat.
With one simple peck you know he belongs to you
And when HE made him
Forget broke HE destroyed the mold,
There’s no need for 2.

Thousand Words Campaign: 15

Doesn’t matter WHAT day it was or WHO asked who
WHERE we were WHEN it started or WHAT we were about to do
B/c the game ended for me TODAY
It’s a done deal, I’m through
With you…
There is no sunshine or springtime
There’s nothing left to do
When there’s just April’s showers
And no,
They don’t follow with May flowers
of Memories, Not good
that tower upon towers.
But I left behind just one shoe for you
To walk a mile
Wait, you might need to walk two
To see the love that once burned so deep down in my soul
As I wore out this set of soles
For you? Ha!
God only knows
Like a pawn to “my” King
Just another member of his crowded team
Of Bishops, Knights, Rooks
Damn, why was I so hooked?
Never once given the opportunity to fulfill my dream
Of us together living happily ever after
As the princess or queen
Wake up this is not Snow White’s or Cinderella’s scene
So please, for me don’t Check
Mate in him I’ve found forever
He appreciates the loyalty I give to MY King
Never underestimated, Unappreciated
I’m X-ceptional and his good thing
No more being sacrificed at the front line
My love is all he needs
He only wants one woman at a time
He “captured” my heart, this new King
Royal in everyway
Member to his 2 person team
I’m no longer your PAWN, I’m his beautiful black QUEEN!

-X

Thousand Words Campaign:14

EGO –Obie Davis

Would you kill for it?

Would you cry for it…

Emotions and Anger

Questions of reasonable doubt?

Rhetorical situations, high self-esteem ego to strong…Pride in Mars

Pities for the birds, self worth is all he has. Drifted in a sea of loom and disgusted twist…who is he?

Sky’s the limit…contradicting his life to limitless heights.

Abhor and Betrayal the daily spectrum.

Embodied in his reflection

A dual personality, represented in thought, but performed within…

His opponent always wins, and has the upper hand. But the reflection still remains the molecular simulation of he. Twisted to a standard never understood.

His own patriotic

Biggest fan…

The true trouble within, Lingering and lost…

He found himself!

Thousand Words Campaign:13

take me back a couple of summers

spent so much time on your steps

kinda like sitting on a stoop in Brooklyn

but in a third world country

watching people while they watch me

trying to figure out why i’m there

met so many people on you steps

my summer fling and my favorite street hustler

we always met here first

making plans to what bars we were going to

or who was buying the whiskey

got in fights and arguments on your steps

tried to hold my tongue

but the curse words always came out

always made sure to do the Sign of the Cross

before i left your steps

never made it to the door you lead to

always got there too late

paid off the homeless women on your steps

to compensate for my guilt

take me back a couple of summers

first and only time i fell in love

fell in love with your steps

i would kill to be at your steps right now

-Shaundri

Thousand Words Campaign:12

The Centennial Woman
By Belashia Johnson

“Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole….” [1]
Our unconquerable souls withstood 100 years of perseverance…
That began in a nation..
Of Less than…
1,000
Higher Educated…
Negroes.
A mere One generation away from the bonds of slavery’s chains…
But we thanks GOD for the unconquerable Women that were
Birthed into Slavery…
Whipped for their Bravery….
Chained at the ankles and still kept faith in Thee.
For the Black women..
Who picked cotton in scorching Heat
With bleeding Feet….
Separated families…No food to Eat.
Who were Molested…
Infected
And by society Rejected…
Receiving hatred’s attention, yet Still stood Neglected
Who fled from their masters so that they wouldn’t live a Life
As a slave, a mother, a concubine and Wife.
For the unconquerable Woman who said Enough is Enough…
When no man vouched for her or dared stand Up.
When Black women were inferior to all Whites and all Men.
When their expected field of labor was housework and the cotton Gins.
Because on January 15, 1908.…
There were still White eyes that were filled with Black Hate….
Who degraded all women, with black woman left Cold…
Seen as the bottom of the barrel and the totem Pole.
Not allowed to speak up…Not allowed to Vote…
Back when “Whiter if Righter” was the American Quote.
Back when the black woman’s neglection became the
Black woman’s Infection…
When Our founders saw potential in a world of Rejection.
And with every breath they inhaled, they exhaled their history’s Truth
That was inhaled by the next person ‘til it was breather into You.
So to move forward in our walk, we must study footprints of our Past,
For we know that those who endure will conquer those who are Fast.
But in order to move Forward,
We need to take it Back!
Back like….
Nellie Mae Quander being part of political Action…
For selfless giving of the common good, gaining spiritual Satisfaction.
Back like AKAs in the 1930’s, fighting to end hatred and Discrimination
Being the source for international funding and educational Stimulation.
Because we know that a mustard seed of faith
Mixed with a drop of Determination….
All wrapped into an AKA is one POWERFUL Combination!
And that’s why….
We will take it back!
Ethel Hedgeman Lyle said our duty is that our torches shine
Light to every Other Man,
And we’ve shined from Howard University allll the way
To the Motherland.
So when people hear
ALPHA KAPPA ALPHA,
Do you know what they See?
Other than that we’re pretty in pink and gorgeous in Green?
Pearls and pumps when we step on the Scene?
Struttin’ hard to “Scarred” or “PYT”?
Pinkies in the air with a proud “Skee Wee”?
Leeeeeeeeanin’ back in group pictures, showing that my sister’s
Can lean on Me?
They see….
That we’re a Sisterhood,
Deeply rooted in our communities…
Taking advantage of every Opportunity…
And I want YOU to say THIS individually--
That “Service Is Not New To Me.”
A Century seed was planted, and with FAITH, it has Bloomed into Me!
For ALPHA KAPPA ALPHA will always remain True to Me!
And now I can see that it is Finally getting Through to Me!
I never imagined in 100 years that This is what is would Do to Me!
For when I raise up my mirror, I can see the struggles of my Ancestry!
And it’s not by coincidence that I am here.
It’s only because God is Blessing Me!
And we know that when things get tough,
We can say that Satan is merely Testing Me!
Because he knows our faith is grounded in God, so only GOD can
Bring out the Best in Me!
And God placed us all here because we realize
That this is more than a mere Sorority!
We began as inferior to the world, and now WE’RE the forefront Majority!
“So let our Lives live the Ivies Be
A help to man and a wreath for Thee” [2]
Remembering our past so that we all can See…
The Unconquerable, CENTENNIAL WOMAN in you and Me!


Cited source from quoted verses: “Invictus” 1875 by William Ernest Henley (1): “The Ivy Hymn” (2)

Thousand Words Campaign:11

It feels like a breeze from heavens fan every time I see your smile
And it’s not your words but rather your eyes that inspire me to go the extra mile
When your lips part ways and your tongue expels "I love you"
All of that at once, causes a pulmonary race to ensue
Then we hug and we kiss and its momentary bliss
And when we're done you know me, I’m jus tryna get another kiss
And I wish that those moments never had to end
That our lips wound be best friends
That our love will never suspend
I’d rather, like TIVO for our hearts to rewind
When we hit rocky times and we need graces light to shine
If I had it my way we'd be GREAT, forever and 3days
We'd be in our own space
"it’s not much but it OURS”, like a couple in their first place
I apologize ahead of time, ‘cause babe, you’re visual narcotics
That’s why every time we’re alone your record skips on “stop it”
Probably because you say it in that soft sweet voice of yours
I keep going, negligent of remorse
Then I pause…the gentleman in me opens the door
And with the ILLEST look you ask “what you stop for?!”
That’s why I love you
No, SEROIUSLY, I love everything about you
All of you, like everything between the crown of your head and the soles of your shoes
Time can’t define how long I want us to be together
I guess you could try to measure
The ruler would have to read, instead of numbers, I,LOVE,YOU,FOREVER….

Thousand Words Campaign:10

Plush lifestyle
No need for lifestyles
We're both living pristine
So when I’m pushing toward your spleen
With ya grip dumb mean
When we’re done everything is everything
Everything is all good
Ima big dude but believe EVERYTHING, it’s ALL good
No talk of SHOULD with me and you, we just do…
It? Nah, not like Nike, that's Lebron, too Cavalier
Love trading, you ride I drive and I only know 1 gear…
5th, "you must admit for a big car this handles well" is what I whispered in your left ear
No response just a giggle wiping ya right cheek which held loves tear
I said come here, we finished our dance, then you put the song on repeat
Intertwined in love until through the sky the suns toe peaked
As if fate dwelled holistically in this moment our apex we reached
Laying in passions precipitation my heart echoes, 1 beat…2 beats...3…
Aloud you count the time you reached your peak "1...2...DAMN, it was 3!"

Mr. DZL