Best Invision Poems
as I lay beneath the twillight
of my perpetrual youth
why under a knights cloak
I'd withered very quickly
saddled beyond self an unconscious
metaphor idealistically reaching for
melancholy congressional desires
morbid meetings of the mind
I could only invision
through dark windows
in my head I'd drifted
calmly into madness into a sheer
sleep state of awareness
a rapture of small panting's
kept me ajar amidst the emptiness
of bruised brain matter so well crafted
while dreaming in pieces
She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go
Her whole life before her
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go
She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm
I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face
She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away
And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live
Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite
I remember how
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away
Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant
The thought of her
Awesomer
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon
Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough
And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch
reached inside me
I know she's there
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day
One day abruptly
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away
midnight minutes tick away.
lay awake, sleepless dismay.
a pillow, refuge for an empty head.
time, a book that cannot be read.
simple sheets, enclose around.
I hear a very distant sound..
WAKE UP!!!
there, alone a restless mind.
sleep, a haven I cannot find.
close your eyes, play a game.
I think my head has gone insane.
snakes and spiders, completely surround.
I invision leaving this town.
try again, close your eyes.
these beings won't let you leave alive.
GET UP, RUN! you love the chase!
QUICK! head for that warm embrace!
there's nothing you can do, they're gaining fast!
how long is this dream gonna last??
wake up dead, what a finish.
hope for sleep has been diminished.
These words comfort me like a soothing symphony.in the mist of my blinding sorrow.
these methaphors construe with my soul to ease my mind. As the sun surely brings light
I find it hard not smile watching similes come to life a mental ressurection of words.
The ironic nature of sinful priests create a sense of paradox in me as I invision their ever failing attempt for a justification to ease their minds of the guilt of holy pretence.
This is no way to live life with fear and doubt. And if all else fails then never fail to consider.
Cling to my every word if u must and hold dear these ideas of a mental revolution that will lead us once more to a evolution within our way of living.
Until we learn to once again see that the solution lies within our way of thinking.
So stopn, stop this mental suicide that kills you each morning and we will stop morning and moaning.
When we begin to stop yearning for change silently and our actions are as usful as rain in the ocean.
So let us once again make love to our dreams,while caressing our hopes.
Never forgetting to embrace our desires so that we Come with every thought and Climax to all the ideas we hold most dear.
However before we can do all that let us first have a mental foreplay by kissing each Word until we are ready to Speak the love we most desire
Me im who i am not who u want me to be
You wont break my spirit cuz I let the Streets flow through me
I look like im 18 but im bout to bust 22
Im tryna get my pen burnin like heat from a gun
Killin the dj scene like second hand smoke kills ya lungs
People say the streets will test ya like some SATS
I watch young lovers boys and gurls battle against STD's
So many tryna to open doors to fame without obtaining the right keys
Everbody wants to standout like a fresh throwback
Yall couldnt get the picutre even if ya name was Kodak
No im not on mtv but I still bring the Direct Effect
I can stay in between the lines but only God does it perfect
Im tryna raise hip-hop like its a whole new epidemic
Yet some brothas tryna race like they in the special olympics
So even if they do win they still gonna end up being retarded
Hip-hops is not where going it just were im from
Im just an urban prince writing my life as a lyric from a poet
Blacks was what i was made not my style of livin
My urban thoughts are my pens expressions for the world to see
From any given sunday to the emancipation of kiki
this is where my mind expands from
Urban Thoughtz are what i have not what try to invision
To stay writing my soul through my pen is my
Hearts Decision
One glance from her eyes
so dark and brown putting me under
her spell, my world spun around
& her voice of pure velvet
enlightend my inner thoughts in which my
mind mind drifts through the magic of her laughter
and while she uplifts my soul from the ground
and as the days count down
the day will finally set for my queen to be crowned.
She is my dream at night,
all I can invision is her stealing the spotlight
and as she make other females jealous of
her perpetual beauty
all I can say to her is
Baby what are you doing to me?
her swaying hips
luscious lips
her admirablle smile
somebody stop me because
one more look of her
delightful & exquisite analysis
may hold me up for trial.
I close my eyes and try to imagine
what our future will turn out as
see there is more to your beauty
than sex appeals
Not alot of brothas know that
you have class
yet again you uplift my soul from the ground
and as I lay my head upon my chest
the only tune I love listening to is your heart pound.
Her Personality is her Game & physical attractiveness
is pure fame
all the childish picc up lines from other brothas
is what she calls lame
aside from them, i drop my head
with the doubt of never having her
yet she raises my head and seales me with a kiss
and say, WE ARE EQUALLY THE SAME
Thoughts and acts attack sporadic a tactic without static/
Don’t panic you old addict forget that statistic/
I’ll slick back and go ballistic on a notebook with hope cooked rhetoric/
Stick affluent's in the pocket while they trick /
My treats click atonement with a tone meant like a rocket pack switch /
To lift influences and remit where there’s no glove to fit /
Times up tic toc tic get off it /
Turn on that mental faucet you lost it /
Take that addict tooth and floss it /
Just walk the line and don’t cross it /
I’m the boss kid try to open my lid and get in /
Something fidgets livid non timid /
Wearing it like a perfect hat fitted /
For what’s been inflicted it’s my decision and own action /
Attacking addiction never again slacking /
Crafting after flabbergasting /
Scold blabbers lasting /
It’s at old you you’ll be laughing /
Footing on the floor rolling so frozen /
No revisiting your bottom /
Just going for more to golden /
Bust a full intention to bench this option of affliction /
Trust the pull and tension and opt to shun a diversion /
It’s like learnin division from an alien that’s no mathematician /
The space to invision has no limitation /
Home you go divisional martian
Filling the subconscious with lies
Never once embracing the truth
Inviting my own demise
Still no one to turn to
A theoretical reality
Ponders deep inside
Utter darkness surronds me
Where the darkest demons hide
Then I start to invision
The one I dont want to be
Another mindless idiot
Strangled by the mainstream
But I know my arrogant pride
Will never fade away
I'll never be victimized
By the imbecilic games they play
So consider this a change
A change for the better
However, I'll always be the same
Just pursuing new endevours
I can't explain the liberation I feel as I
contemplate caressing you mesmerized
by your every move my heart feels what
must be expressed and what can not be
denied I invision a life with you filled with
love a blessing revealed you are to me I've
waited patiently for compatibility so my
responsibilities make you my number one
priority my love is unconditional and
underrated but shall be endured by you...
You who I so desperately want and need
receiving my mind body soul and heart in
everyway imaginable elevating the
happiness we share emotionally mentally
sexually and spiritually can you picture it?
Photos framed of a beautiful family I am
anxious to see what the future withholds
for you and I my arms will be your cloak of
love and your shield from harm a cloak to
be worn with pride how deep does your
love go? How far must I travel? It's
important for you to know my limitations
knows no bounds forever yours.
By spiritual statements
Of a material slave ship
Continplate this
Day witch
end sadly
do we pretend bad dreams?
Actually?
Are we all an image of insainity?
I'm paniking and stagering
to get up and see this place
with my bleedin face
can you concieve this pain
the demons make
like preachin faith
you reach for gates
of conciousness
losing confedence
and common sense
like days without complements
i've gotta get
beyond this trip, inside my head
these are the symptoms silence feed
to a person with a violent rep
i'm coming with silent steps
your pupils and eye lids spread
lets talk
about your blessed cross
that rejects all
that are infidels
my life force is original
not integral
your faith is conditional
like religous fools
that invision truth
just to kick the youth
is this the roots
of society?
"LUCID DREAMS"-
Sorting out these ever pressing thoughts that are QUITE overwhelming,
As I try to piece together a puzzle, where the picture on the box is clearly missing!
Some things add up to nothing,a reality proven often times so unreal,
Looking Through the Looking Glass yet the picture remains unclear.
My world ,and yours, are definitely so inconsistent. Reality is light that only flickers in the distance. Deciphering fact from fiction,
As well as struggling with addiction.
Rebuilding a decent human being with all these tiny pieces of a heart.
Which come to think of it, probably never even was a whole from the start!
Road blocks and stop signs, are distractions to me once again.
Reality often slips my mind, becoming like a long lost friend.
If I want to see things to change, I have to change how I see things.
Life is a like a lucid dream, where perception evades me.
How can we stay true, in a world full of so much deception?
Dreams of happiness is what I'm aiming for, but it's hard to look at my own reflection !
Big Ideas, plans, and goals, all drawn up with good intent.
Sometimes I need someone to help me reinvent.
This person that I am, yet I also am so unsure of.
Who I've become, from where I was all because....
Of shattered pieces of a soul that is desperate to start anew.
Just a few complications when trying invision what i want to do.
I see a version of me I WANT to be, with out a shadow of a doubt.
BUT I'LL need faith in God and prayer, cus that's what it's all about!
Absorbing, changing, and learning as I go.
Aiming to become my best, once again a whole.
Aligning my inner being, with the light that shines from within my soul ..
So, here I go as I continue on....
in this lucid dream of life and fun
Letting go but relax... because this time ,Gods in control!
-"LUCID DREAMS"-
BY BRANDI CUNERTY
Close your eyes, close your eyes and invision me as your holder, I will care for us and will never stand off guard, let me be the one to guide you in the path of love that we can share, it shall stand and never frail, let it light in which shall end all darkness that had obscured that of many complications, need I, fore I will drive away any fears, sorrows, hesitance of the best of my abilities. I shall attempt all if you were to give me your heart.
I cant leave the remains, there are to many tears.
Everything stays the same, nothing changes here.
Fire burns my conscious, though the remains mean nothing.
I know my poetic sonnets, wont stop the end thats coming.
Run along now. Im too eager to stay.
The carnage wont make a sound, while it burns its self away.
You would love the sight, thats why you must leave today.
Ive lost the fight, theres no need for you anyway.
Leave the carnage behind, I'll hold on the past.
I'll take the time, thinking of what we could've had.
Theres no need for you, to see the despair.
You're to hypocritical, to say that you care.
For your sake and mine, leave this place now.
Dont waste my time, asking me how.
Just close your eyes, and invision me in carnage.
I'll fade with time, while you live on the bloody edge.
See
I see no pity in their hearts
I see their minds are made up
I see darkness roaring all over them
On the their hands are the symbol of death
They see no tommorow
Either do they value today
So they bleed sorrows
Creating confusions in the world
That drives the many weak insane
I see no pity in their heart
I see their minds are made up
I see darkness roaring all over them
On their face you see evil
On their head you see wars coming
They are so thirsty of blood
If the wall could speak
I would have seen better
Think
I think the world is in trouble
I think we need to weak up
I think the time speaks alot what the reality today's says
I think we are supposed to see by now
I think is time to live up and live right
I think everyday will change us as we pass through this shadows of death
Is time Africa
Vision
They will never leave us alone
They never and will never believe in us
They don't care about us
We are mysteries to them
So they will never stop exploting us
Not until they end up in miseries
Without Africa
I invision what the hell would be for the world
For when a child don't let the mother to get a rest
He or she will ever be restless
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Awaiting the day that woman of my dreams
will show up and reveal the emotions
that I also share
I write down my feelings on paper because when
I speak my words I want to make it clear
that I chose the right one
to compare.
They say never judge a book by its cover
but yet holding youi in my arms is a life
changing moment
Not wanting to let go
awaiting what my future has in sttore
the only thing I wont take
as an answer is no.
Reminising about all the others I encountered
with
but yet no other is like you
so unique & outspoken
I wish others can realize that
the true definition of what makes a woman a perfect 10.
You are the cure of my depression and there is no other
girl that I can officially call
My Gift From Above
yet I question myself
weather I am in Lust but
a man never doubts when he is in love.
Once again invision my metaphoric
analogy
that inspires me to compliment you
through the power of poetry.
My illusionistic points of view may not be clear
right away
I guess what I am trying to say today is my day
There may be moments that i will i miss
I end my dedication by
sealing you with the kiss.