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Friday, July 27, 2012

Elemental Tactics


eL3mental T@ctic5

Enrich your mind, elevate your conscious
Aptitude and attitude are different
Reflect inward and
Truth will be revealed
Heal grievances and forgive
whispers are only silent words the breath withdreW
inhaling deeply, breathe freely, meditate pI
is 3.14159.. til infinity, where 360 degrees completes meN
if the mathematics is broken down mentally, ovastanD
Freedom is a concept not
I
ndividuality, shackles bind not just physically
R
efrain from conformation, stagnation,
E
xpress your imagination
      
wisedom gained from experiences learned woW
the innocent minds of our younger kind A
 
weapon becomes the mind, and thoughts wishfully thinking represenT
 
artistry and sublimation of the most powerful kind entwinE
 
themselves within the hemispheres of our minds, retaineR
copyright (c) sharbi3 2006

“a Conversation”



“a Conversation”


hello my friend, it's been awhile
since i've seen your smile
how long has it been
i can tell you're happy to see me
in the way that you greet me
so what have you been up to
did you get that job you were after
or did you travel the world far and wide
oh, you have a family now
what two girls and a boy
wow, i'm sure they are a handful
what grades are they in school
that's really cool, i'm happy for you
oh me, i'm doing well can't you tell
i've been lost in the city
where's there's plenty
of things to keep me busy
and i've visited the Far East
where i learned about war and peace
there is a serenity there that allowed
me to clear my thoughts
and get over promises lost
and dreams i left behind
yeah i thought about you often
wondering what could have happened
but like i said, i'm fine now
children, no not yet, the timing isn't right
i know i was planning on it then
but things have changed and i've grown
see things a bit differently
i have other seeds to sow
i've been helping out in my community
and attending important functions
at this juncture
in my life
i'm going to hold off on rash decisions
so where are you headed off to
a funeral for your late wife
i'm so sorry to hear that
how are you holding up
she was sick, been fighting it for awhile
you were just waiting for her to finally be at rest
that's a lot for me to digest
well here's my number
call me whenever
you are up to facing the world again
yeah i know i've always been there for you
and i'll still be there
i'm always near
but so much time has passed
i'm not sure how long my compassion will last
cause remember, you were the broke down
son of a bitch that left my ass!

© sharbi3 2006

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

It was all in my head


It's a funny thing. The mind.

It harbors such trivial, yet meaningful things.

Gate keeper of dreams.

Guardian of emotions.

Great sorcerer of fantasy.

Genius thought, some imaginary.



Appearance out of vacant air

Just there

In the forefront

Standing out

waiting for recognition 

Then once realized 

Not quite sure, it has materialized

You can touch it, hear it, see it

It's what you so patiently awaited

Once feeling as if it could have dissipated

but no 

Its still there 

and you are afraid 

To grab it 

Feel it 

Speak it 

Because the mind is a funny thing 

Draped in reality, half fantasy 

It's real 

It's there 

Just take it as it has been presented 

Don't over think it 

And watch it disappear


©2012 Sharbi3

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Frank Ocean - Channel Orange

Positive+Negative-


Positive+Negative-

I used 2 b an angry poet
Heated
Like gasoline ona fiya
Strong words
Razor sharp
wire
Cutting
in2 soul
like
dagger
sharpened
stone
Then 1 day
Sun
broke through
Like
A strike of lightning
Ina cumulo nimbus blu
Cloud
It was bright
A different type
Of fiya
Light
It calmed
The beast
within
Like
Buddhist monk
Zen
©2012 Sharbi3

Resistance is Futile

He
Wanted to aim high, tell his story
Reluctant to share, his fall from glory.
People so preoccupied, where to start
Pondering
He just began.
His plan.
See,
He was just an average brother.
No one knew. Part of the mainstream.
Working diligently, taking care of his family.
He had to wrestle everyday between two states.
Average, non-threatening yes sir, sure I will get it done.
To how to navigate the elements so that revolution could be won.
He studied.
Literature of the ancients.
By candlelight.
Throughout the night.
Filling his memory bank
With plans, strategies and hindsight.
Piecing together philosophies and
Scientific hypotheses.
A walking encyclopedia of modern plots.
Yet

He remained calm and did his works.

Not underground,
Above ground,  he trained and schooled
Those who would listen
His aim, a mission
To offer his intelligence to the few
That would move forward and transition.
Questioned
He answered their inquisitions.
Yet, he often thought
One day for sure
His students,  they would get it.
Of course, this is not too much
They will appreciate this train of thought.
As he learned
He absorbed
Passed it on
His logic and quick decision
On point, with precision.
Yet
At times, he felt the weight
Although he was accustomed to his path
Doubt sank in
As he observed, the chosen few
Didn't move.
His lessons were not adhered to
Perhaps he was misunderstood
He
Could not fathom
All his hard work
Would end in futility
He remained calm
Knowing he had to act swiftly
Arranging and organizing
He rose to the challenge
Thinking his students would be able to walk on their own
Leadership is not necessarily homegrown
Finding that his teaching what he had learned
Were not enough
If his actions were not louder
Than his words
At the forefront
Of his congregants
Let us go forth
meet this monster with vigor and solidarity
He aimed high.
His lessons learned.
He shared his ideas
with those who would listen.
He rose to the forefront.
He had a mission.
The chosen few could not resist him.
©2012 Sharbi3