The Beauty Of Your Soul

I yearn for your touch, to be close to you; I find myself lost while I'm in your presence. You make me feel alive, and when I'm sleep I dream of the moment to be around you again. If this is how nostalgia feels; this is one high moment I refuse to not remember. Your beauty is as radiant as the night sky is when the stars dance across the milky way. Your lips are as soft as petals of a red rose. And when you smile it is as though God is reassuring me that you are a blessing from the Heavens above. Each curve on your body seems like you were crafted just for me; to hold you close to my heart forever. And I would never want to see you cry; but only if those tears were filled with joy. The rhythm of your heartbeat as I lay on your chest sounds like a symphony to your soul. Two becoming one like lovers on the night they were married. I could not live without your love; you are my drug, and I don't ever want to be without it. I want to be alone with you forever, together; knowing that this love is as pure as a mother who loves her child.  I don't know what tomorrow may bring; but today I know what love really feels like. And the beauty of your soul enticed the very man who thought he could love no more...Me.

Short Letter to my Black Queens

The Black woman is the most unprotected, unloved woman on earth. She holds down the family, she even holds down the home and continues to be radiant and shine bright despite the darkness all around her. She is the only flower that grows unwatered; she's a sight to see and her beauty is unlike no other. Thank you my beautiful Black Queens, I'm appreciative of your strength and I'm blessed to know you...

Sincerely;
A lover of Black Women

Extinguished flame

We were caught in a whirl wind of passion, I thought you had my best interest; until you showed less interest. Hours of phone conversations and text messages became nothing, as though we were two strangers walking past one another on the street. When you said you loved me I believed you, there wasn't anyone that could tell me otherwise. And a part of me still believes that you still love me; but your pride won't let you show it. The hurt you gave me ran deep temporarily, because I realized I could do better. I say that not out of spite, but because emotionally we were on two different mind frames. You owe me nothing; but I owe you everything, because you showed me what a woman shouldn't do; which is leaving a man giving his all while knowing you'll leave him stranded. Two could never become one because we were never equally yoked. But you aren't to blame, because things would have never stayed the same, I just wish you the very best my extinguished flame...

My Silent Poetry

It's weird but I feel like I've known you forever, like someone I've met in a past lifetime. I embrace you like we've been together for eons. When we speak I get lost in your Voice, my thoughts wandering to what we can become. I feel weak because there's not one word that can fully express how much I care for you. I feel new strength knowing I'm not alone in these feelings I've felt. I yearn for your warm embrace, anticipating the day I can gaze deep in your eyes and pour out all my emotions to you with my body. Two becoming one like distant lovers, yet we've known each other for only a moment. But these moments feel like lifetimes each time we speak, I never want them to end or for you to leave. But when you do go I find myself lost in my thoughts again, wondering how God placed such a angelic woman like you in my life. You're someone I always wanted, but I never felt I would get. It's almost surreal, a dream that I never want to wake up from. If God created perfection you were his greatest masterpiece. From the way you wear you hair, down to your perfectly pedicured feet, you're beyond whatever word I could think of to express how amazing I find you. I feel so strongly about you; but I don't like this feeling of vulnerability. Knowing that at any moment I could lose you, but I would give anything to have just one moment with you. If I had nothing, I would be fine knowing I had you by my side. You've shown me what It feels like to be appreciated, and now I never want to let you go, not even for a moment...

Exclusive Underground Gem in Brooklyn: Paint & Poetry by Mojo Disco

    So Saturday night I decided to go to this event that I've been hearing about for while now called Paint & Poetry. If I could describe this event in one word I couldn't, because this event was better then ANY adjective I could think of to express it fully. Before I even got there I got lost at first because I went the wrong way in Brooklyn (I'm a Harlem guy), but luckily I met up with a great friend and designer by the name of Nathaniel White; who is the creator of NENE LA SHIRO. We both made our way to the venue at about 8:35 pm, and already people were having a great time and this was outside. It was only $5 to get in, and for what I was going to experience that amount was well worth it.

     There were people sitting down lounging, enjoying each others company. Smiling everywhere, artistic paintings on the wall; but the REAL experience was nearly feet away as I made my way downstairs to experience what would be the climax of my evening. A homemade bar, people playing pool, black lights everywhere and even black light paintings on the wall. Nude painting was even happening with a woman as the canvas, from then I realized this was just a small taste of what was yet to come. The crowd was really chill & laid back as we waited for the performances to begin, and once they did I was more then grateful I came there.

   It is an understatement to say that each and every individual that touched the mic to spew their words of either poetry or music was great. Like I said earlier there's not one set adjective that could express the people there. They sang songs, rapped or did poetry from their souls. It was as though GOD was shining on them from the Heavens above. I was also feeling the Hosts there as well, one which I know personally. She and I have a picture together on this post as well & her name is Cristal Joshua & she is a GREAT model.

    I finally had the opportunity to meet the creator of Paint & Poetry who goes by the name of Mojo Disco. Now this young entrepreneur was very humble, and sincere when he and I had a time to speak during the half time of the event. I introduced myself to him & he said he knew who I was & he appreciated that I came. I have the utmost respect for this young entrepreneur because he's doing something that no one else is doing. Being able to have such a powerful event, with people from all walks of life as well as different races & ethnicities, merging together for one common appreciation of Art. I wish that more people knew about things like this, & if they don't I'm here to let them know.

   This event is ALWAYS packed when they have it monthly & I saw why. I networked with great artist and there are more people from that event that will be on here soon. Keep up the outstanding work Mojo Disco, you will go quite far with this monthly event & I will continue to support you 110%. The underground gem called paint & poetry was an event of the ages, I'm glad I came & I will play my part and invite everyone I know. It's events like this one they makes me rep for New York City, we are the city that never sleeps, but our creativity is what drives us to stay awake!

Links to Paint & Poetry & Mojo Disco:

Www.Facebook.com/PaintAndPoetry
Www.MojoDisco.com
Www.Facebook.com/MojoTheMogul
Www.Twitter.com/MojoDisco
Www.Facebook.com/UbiquityEyewear