My Wise Words

"never allow those who don't share your will to succeed talk you out of your steps towards success"


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

InAbility

What's your excuse?
The Media, racial profiling, unfair justice
What is the excuse for being unfamiliar
Haulting in the presence of what others believe they cant change
Shouting silent words but very clear actions of "In-ability"

Claim we "can't"
Can't move the stone of hardship amongst our future
Can't shake the excuse of inability to showcase versatility
To show THEM we are different, we are individual, we are ABLE

Able to take the stones
Physical and mental strain to obtain HIGHER goals
Able to show our families soul through our many achievements
Through our voice, through our unstoppable stride
Pride to repeat and instill that Civil Rights Drive

Teaching ourselves
Teaching our race

Instead of turning our backs on those in need
Not realizing that sin he/she leads is a cry for HELP
The shout of Inability to receive a lending heart of love
Despite their past, present or tainted future
Burning a plaque of Remembrance into their hearts
Remembrance that it isn't too late
Not too late to personally debate their ability

Ability to see pass the false block of being bullied
Bullied by life's many detours
Preaching that last word that saved their life
Selling hope and Receiving the witness of Rebirth
The Rebirth of a man/woman who now sees their ability
ABILITY to DECLINE excuses of "Inability"


.....WHATS YOUR EXCUSE?


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

[ I ]

The begining…
Half read page…
Forgotten friends…
Desirable destinations…
Volcanic views..
Girls and goals…
Passes away like,
foot steps..
and make impressions…
On my abstract life painting,
where begining
is itself an ending…

Along the way [I] witnessed [I]

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Love Fog

Fog, swirling, twisting around us
Heavy it can be to take
Whispering, sighing in the darkness
Ripples in the glistening lake

Laughing, crying, loving, feeling
My heart too, takes a while to mend
I never meant to hurt you so much
A wish of comfort I need to send

You deserve a love that treats you kindly
Your heart is yours to give and hold
A love that breathes in your every sparkle
Someone that fits into your very mould

This is a lovers apology to have & to hold

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Your Words

your words
breathe life onto the page
you speak
more beauty with your pen
than God
spoke in all of creation
give thanks
for the Lord is good
and gave
you the words to speak
and gave
you a pen to speak them with
your thoughts
are a masterpiece waiting to
be written
let it be written


He will be proud of his creation...


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

The Scary Thing Is

The scary thing is
I don’t cry at the thought of not being,
It’s this state of being that scares me
Being alone, not so much without


The scary thing is
That the diluted illusion
Of some sort of an auspicious existence with you
Now a fading memory
Of what was,
That now may not be.


The scary thing is
All that I thought of you
That was me
Is now a stranger
Does this make me a stranger?
When I look in the mirror
Is it me that I see?
Or a reflection, a mere image of someone that I used to see
That I used to know
She smiles back
But I’m not smiling.


The scary thing is
The nightmares of you disappearing into the still of the night
Are now the calmer of my vivid reveries,
I’m just waiting now
Watching your shadow blur into the darkness
I’m just waiting now


The scary thing is
If you didn’t return from that which pulls you away
My eyes would remain as dry as they were
When they watched you go
Why?
Where have the emotions of my eyes gone?


The scary thing is that
When faced with this thought
I don’t turn and run the other way
Nor do I run towards the shadow
That now mocks me
I’m just standing here
Waiting
For what?


The scary thing is
My heart doesn’t beat twice as fast
As it did when my eyes first caught glimpse of you
The gleam of my eyes that flourished with happiness
Has dimmed down since then
The wick of the candle lit torch
That burned through the stone which guarded my heart
Now flickers with shame and dismay
Tired of waiting, shining
For a day, a moment
That may never come.


The scary thing is
In knowing all of this
Accepting the truths
The lies
The secrets
Both are scarred
Both are tainted
Both are watching the shadows in the distance
Not knowing whether they’re coming to or from
Both not caring


The shadows only grow as large as my flame allows it to.
She burns ever so bright now
Why?
I see you now
But I don’t see you
I’m listening to you now
But I don’t hear you


It doesn’t scare me anymore
Not knowing,
Whether tomorrow you’ll be laying here
With me
As you are today


Maybe that’s the scary thing.


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Glancing Blow

Piercing right through me
With your losses of crimson
Uncertain in a maelstrom
Of betrayals and crimes
From your embered past


And just for good measure
Your secrets kept too easily
With scars that feel like yesterday
Will never stop talking to you


You look at me in the morning
And I know those left at the station eyes


The uneasy boxer
With a talent for the game
A poet of the sweet science
Sparring and moving quickly between punches
Avoiding even the briefest of encounters
Ensures the cruelest prize of all


While the truth takes another swing
The champ orders another round
On the way to obscurity


Theres that last....Glancing Blow


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

The Only Way Out

I’m running as fast as I can, escape is the only thing I need.
Trapped in my mind I battle with myself and emotions, where from hear?


Misery overcomes my tired face as my heart can take no more.
A black cloud covers my body and I acknowledge it, give me more time I beg? I can’t go yet, I know I can make it; I know I can survive but my body tells me something else.


I look out from up above at all the creation of human life and falsehood of most things attached to it. What’s real? I can’t tell the difference anymore, overwhelmed with grief I walk forward and just look.


Words can’t describe how I feel about my life and the present outcome.As almost carrying everyone’s grief I pack it onto my shoulders, breathe I instruct myself, just breathe. My fatigue body paints to the floor where I begin to once again feel my connection with nature. God, please hear my cry, I don’ know where else to go, save me for everyone has left me to the wolves.


Blood begins to pour from the cut on my head and I stay still just looking at it, wondering if I will never see the light of day again. Where’s everyone? Mom, Dad, you promised you would never forsake me, where are you? The cloud once again pitches over me like a leach ready for my blood, with nothing I run and run and run.


Don’t stop I tell myself, you are a survivor, you are a destined child, you are a good person, believe it, preach it, walk with it. My legs fight to go faster as the cloud follows and then they stop. As almost slayed from the bottom of my feet I drop and see the only light I know to be one of a kind; my knees become my sanctuary.


Something that cannot be made, the beauty is indescribable.
It wipes my tears dry and seeps my blood.
Love is all I feel. Freedom is my reality.


"The [Only] way out is your [Only] way in....FAITH"


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Past, Present, Future

‘You are the future’
then who is that present?
And when did the past
begin to look pleasant?
In the right now
the here, the today
I make decisions
don’t I have a say?
It’s all about them
over there, can’t you see?
Way past tomorrow
and into ‘You’ll see’
But gazing too long
makes the future go fuzzy
We squint and we stare
(wonder why it looks funny)
And then like a wonder
we notice it’s passed
and the present is here.
It will be your last.


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Peace Of Heart

Silence envelopes my ears aside from the soft murmurs of the people around me,
some are confused, while others are exuberant and lustful, but that is to be expected isn’t it?


What else do you expect in a world like ours. I am one of the lucky ones for now.
For my heart is at peace, my soul is at work, and my love remains, for the answer has come to me very recently, and to him I shall keep my promise.


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

I Can't Sleep

I can’t sleep. My desire won’t let me.
It runs like rapids through my body..
like a child in a maze,
running racing to one end, and back,
lost, happy.

I can’t sleep. My desire won’t let me.
My fingers..like cupid’s culprits,
like children feeling their way through the dark,
playing hide and seek,
seeking.

I can’t sleep. My desire holds my eyes open,
my gaze upon your shoulder where a piece of street light through the window rests,
gently like a butterfly.
My culprits want to touch you,
keep you up long past
any reasonable hour.

I can’t sleep. Desire, a drink of water just out of reach.
My tongue and lips are parched and
ache to drink you.

I watch a mermaid dream,
and I drift off..

A coin tossed into a fountain.
You in the middle,
ripples from your waist where you sit,
water trickling from the ends of your hair.
Your tail rises behind as you smile,
that smile that always holds me..
so close to now..
then a splash,
water drenches as you laugh
and I, dive in.

I can’t sleep..


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

The Cool

2's 4's 6's
No diploma
But check this
This is COOL

No rules, club hoppin
Women watching
I'm COOL

No versatility
Same ol "Block memories"
No ability just Hanging
Rather cop them 12's hear the system Banging
Yea, That's COOL

No dreams of progress
Rather think about the next "Hoe" to slob this
Yea, It's COOL
Ill disrespect females
They don't symbolize rebirth Its COOL

No will to be different
Ill just follow Ignorance
Its COOL
I mean
The man doesn't want us to succeed
So ill give up its COOL
Ill just play victim

Let them leech my ideas
Step on my tears
Drain me and relocate....
It's COOL?

"Open your eyes to more than material things and be different from ignorance. The COOL will get you NOWHERE!"

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Breathe

We most often play
We are happy
And full

Though in the bedroom
Or in bed
At night

We really get naked
and maybe cry
or not....

But we let ourselves
the [REAL] us
out to
Breathe...


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Years

Too much rhetoric
For me to know when to answer
So like a dancer
I try to always make the right moves
So when the night moves
I don't feel like your cancer
And I can't lose
If we do what I became used to
Affect like we used to
New I'm steady paying dues to
The one I was bruised through
You wonder who abused who?
Now there's a speech in my mouth that's unopened ;
I have loose tongue but I hold it
I play submissive, submit, and roll over
For YEARS...


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Mirrored Mass

In the mirror, in the glass
Eyes locked open to the sky
Dumbly creeps the watching mass
Yellow in the warning cast
Of the sun, now arching wide
In the mirror, in the glass
Feet crushing the dying grass
Barely brushing with a sigh
Dumbly creeps the watching mass
Shuffling down the narrow pass
Blind to bluffs on either side
In the mirror, in the glass
The crystal cracks, shines hard and crashed
Like and icy winter tide
Dumbly creeps the watching mass
Not one rushes, not one hides
Bitten by the webbing frost
Dumbly creeps the watching mass
Reflected in the mirror
Of
Mirrored Mass

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Sandy Hands

A tracing hand
Betrays the dust
On cracking sand
A baking band
Of steaming rust
A tracing hand
That fights the scan
Of thriving lust
On cracking sand
Leaves you a strand
Of thinnest trust
A tracing hand
Your breathing land
So sit and cuss
On cracking sand
No time for fuss
You flail away
A tracing hand
On cracking sand
Save memories on those....Sandy Hands


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Far Too Long

Far too long
Since my pen
Scratched a song
Like a hen
Picking seed
From the grass
Features gleam
Like old brass
Long since time
That I sat
Spit a rhyme
Hair balled words
Ticking out
No weird curves
Not a doubt
Too long since
My pen primed
Took the hints
Of my mind
New I screech
Even scratch
Poets itch
On my back

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Thinking

My thoughts are always constant
Swirling inside my head
What if my thoughts stopped suddenly
Would I be dead?
....Or
Just exhausted from all the thinking
In need of some peaceful rest
Always in search of answers
Afraid to fail the test....


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Stillborn Dreams

Dreams born dead reach for the sky
Echoes of a silent cry
Lying where the angels lie
Innocent, but pale and dry
As they try, and try, and try...

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Lines Of Communication

Lines of communication
Have become quite found
Back and forth our game will go
While neither makes a sound
I do not know your strategy
I try in vain to find
I'm a victim of "such circumstances"
Or the truth behind your lies
Perhaps we know the reason
There words are how we cope
When faced with the reality
There is no hope
But I will continue
To spin these words to you
Around, around our lines will go
Until we find whats true.....

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Lost, I Found Myself

Lost, I found myself
Found, I have lost reality
To live, or to be lived by what they want?
Softly, I see
Lifes a series of beautiful dimensions
But as they live me,
I board their ship
Slowly, but quickly drifting away from my ocean
Memories of peace fill my tears
But my tears are all that if left of my sea
Only the hope of what I have garnered remains
Hope that one day, when time permits me passage
I shall drift back to my sea


Found, no longer lost....


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Checkmate

I'm not a photo captured through your lens, as a fantasy to keep. The make-believe imagery in your thoughts, the mystery that you seek. I want you to see me as something real, not a threat or an intrusion.


For MY heart it is delicate and fragile, like silk threads entwined. Forming and shaping my frame of values, all my dreams in it confined. I shall laugh on the outside, while my innermost feelings are sad. For this universe so ever-changing, so much evil and so much bad.


My strength and always smiling eyes, to you I would gladly expose. But the deepest thoughts inside my soul, somehow no-one knows. For it's the fear of expressing the whole of me, in every minuscule part. During times of troubled friendship, you'll wage upon my heart.


The question constantly resurfacing, wherein lies the truth and what is a lie. Hard to read between the lines spoken. Reflections of obvious contradiction. Am I expected to waste more time, being a player in a guessing game? Contemplating if you want my friendship, asking if you feel the same?


It's only friendship that is needed, not of perfect devotion. Only a bonding of equal minds sometimes, a little more vested emotion.


Uncertain of your feelings and thoughts, or what you assume I need. No-one ever asked you to turn your back, to forsake the life you lead. What's needed is assurance of friendship. To hear you reaffirm that you want it.


Both our lives are drenched in choices, of that we should not forget. And the smallest choice will shape our journey, be it right or a regret. So why should we allow our fear, through uncontrollable measures, to blatantly ignore and disregard, what life gives us as treasures?


No false promises are needed. Just an open heart and honesty. But if you choose to leave this friendship, there's not much left to say. I'll just close the door gently behind you, never standing in your way.


Don't linger on the steps or at the door, the games to further play.
Why wait idle with no valid cause, without a reason to stay?
Move your last piece on the chessboard, let us end this game of fate.
Say goodbye as I'll shake your hand, you won the game. CHECKMATE!


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

I AM

I AM
Honesty to Blindness
Trust to be Honest
Respect for Trust, Dignity and Loyalty

I AM
The chill after loves fist kiss
moments you hate to miss
Happiness as you Reminsce

I AM
Equality ; Versatility
the ability
To Love--[again]
Dream--[again]
Believe--[again]

I AM
The hide and seek of insecurities
running from impurities
Grandfathers word "Amber, remember me"
for who...

I AM

RIP Grandpop

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Scribble--Scratch Out--Start Over

Scribble, Scratch Out, Start Over
Start to Scribble No Scratching Out
That very Scribble can be the reason for Starting Over
Scratching out is giving up on that Scribbled potential


Starting over ; Still holding on to what we view inadequate
A case of pure scribbled Irrelevance
Refuse pointless time hence
Scratched Out partying despite financial continuance
Starting Over ; Complaining despite drive towards improvement
Pointing fingers of immature quantity


Scribbling anything to flaunt what we
Don't have ; Can't grasp ; Slide pass
On a hand out Starting Over


Blame everything but the lack of willingness towards hard work
Ancestors walked bare foot blood stained shirts
Feared rest as the kiss of death flirts
Hard times lurked
But they scratched out hatred and scribbled a new start
Forgiveness is the silent killer for those of WEAK hearts.


"Kill em with kindness and the will to proceed regardless...Walking away is the hardest silence but pride becomes proud as watching their dried salty reactions become the loudest"


Scribble--Scratch Out--Start Over


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

iSprint

Sprinting through the wild at a steady pace
against the wind, rain, and haters grace
Falling occasionally like the autumn leafs
As the tress began a new chapter
Tripping into well needed laughter


Not too long after
I'm Spiraling through chaos again
Vastly dividing as I glide to higher ground
However, Never abruptly halted by a spectators frown


Somehow reminded that it is a purpose in this journey
with the determination to understand I seek
Carefully lined up ; brand new widows peek
Continuously jumping from stone to stone I see the glow


Right next to that waterfall of liquid treasure
I Sprint To The Highest Measure....Of Life


"Those who trip and fall with the creation of battle wounds have the most stories to inspire the next group of sprinters. Run towards your meaning of really living..It is your world"

"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-

Sole-Phresh Quote

"When no one hears the silence no one will listen to the pain" -Those who care already know if there's anything hidden-


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye"

Hope & Change v. Progress

Ignored to the soul
Respected but unappreciated
Advice is given
Soul is released
Ask for a few words in return...to say the least

Life is unfair only dreams push you
Change demands hope
Hope requires reason to change issue

Only so much one can obtain
Only so much one can take
Strength is unbreakable until your guard breaks
Even then we hope for change
Plain simple happiness....nothing strange.

"Hold your head up...no matter who holds you down...eventually the fighter becomes tired and progress is found"