Dear Summer

Hey Summer…
I know you gon’ miss me….
Because ima damn sure miss you. But real talk? You really a big bitch for leaving me the flu…
That don’t change how I feel about you because my love for you is real. Even though you aren’t mine to
keep and I already knew the deal… from the moment I told you hi.
I offered to buy you a beer. We traveled all over together taking pictures everywhere.
I kissed you every chance I got, stolen or given freely. But now it’s the dreams of those stolen moments
which from I’m begging you to free me.
We learned a lot from each other this year, whether I wanted to or not.
From the laughs, the fights, the good times with my people even to the DUI that I got.
And no I can’t put that on you… But you where there through it all. So I know you gonna be mad when I
tell you I can’t bring you with me into the fall.
I hope one day you will learn that no matter how many tops you put them on, there really is NO
message at the end of the bottle.
And that I know I’ve had my fair share too. So I am in no shape a role model...
But I care enough to let you know. That, in itself is why I gotta let you go.
So now I blow out the rest of these feelings for you with the cloud of smoke from the clove I puff.
Because once you realize what we had was what it was… well shit… getting over it ain’t that tough.
I admit I didn’t know that saying goodbye to you would have to be so rough. But knowing that the
decision is what’s for the best, has shown me that what I have doing is enough.
And frankly ma, You got too many people who love you and I ain’t trying to wife no slut.
Partying, acting wild, getting too drunk, it’s evident that these hoes really do be acting up... And we all be
letting em.
Yeah I got God’s son in my heart but, his level of forgiveness, I don’t have that much. Yeah He saw past
Mary Magdalene’s faults and she was loose… facts is facts.
Does mean I gotta do the same??
Nah… Hov did that so hopefully I wouldn’t have to go through that.
Now the fact that I know ima see you again gives me some solace,
That this isn’t goodbye but more of a “see you later”.
We were tight this year, but we had our battles like Zack Morris and AC Slater.
The love I have for you is something that I will carry on into the next seasons.
From the G.O.O.D music you gave me to the women I courted for no true rhyme or reason.
But it’s time to slow down like a Bobby V. song. The sins I committed with you, in this new day I cant do
the same wrongs.
All the accolades and success that I received with you, The good times i had, the money I blew. Meeting
interesting new people everywhere I flew, to only come back home to lay in bed with you…It cant go on.
So goodbye for now and please don’t cry for me. Just show me the same love when I see you again.
Take some new losses and share some new wins.
Share the same laughs, spend some more ends.
And most importantly, give me that same kiss that made us more than friends.
         Later, Summer.

Keep talkin'....

Sometimes … the somber soul that safely dwells within,

 can breathe the sweetest sigh of relief at the sight of relevance.

Encaged excitement, forced to be held in.

Once released flies freely like the path of the blowing wind.

So how is that a sin?...

When I choose to do what I must do to win.

Please retreat from my oxygen, trying to box me in.

I distinguish your meager personas which is so sickening,

From the benevolent beauty beneath that is truly listening.

A swift slice from my verbal katana blade can cut you under the chin,

Words make deep incisions, your sweat and blood create a special blend.

Who are you to pass judgment, because my creator, I just talked to him.

He told me to laugh in your face for adversity is my forever friend.

Those who are jealous of you are not happy with what’s in them,

So Leave those to me, your Protector until the end.

Now I can offer you 2 choices like the red pill or the blue pill then,

Will either awake you, or leave you to your own intentions.

But are you so emotionally poor that you cant afford to pay attention?

To the fact that your so called best friend you claim to love is missing?

Not in the literal, but the metaphoric meaning of the term missing,

For just a kind word from a saint or earthly savior he is wishing.

But that, in itself is his own failure that he cant win in.

Because you cant expect sainthood in any creatures, men or women.

It’s senseless to look for God-Like action in those without his comprehension.

We are all flawed.

To expect otherwise can be frowned upon and condemning.

When you need to be saved you look to God, not humans amongst the living.

Its obvious. To see over the trees you use a giraffe and not a lemming.

I often notice that your mentality is one of extreme banality.

Your mundane existence, im sure, is placed here to bother me.

In an effort for equality, I extend a helping eye to see,

Your faults, for to stay uninvested would be hardhearted of me.

So I will continue to try to be,

Everything you thought you ever saw inside of me.

The kind heart, giving, crusader in the fight against mediocrity.

But those who worship ignorance refuse to let my anger rest.

So again I take up arm and cause destruction and utter duress.

Only to never lift a finger, for my words hit targets with precision, then bless.

Here lies a never ending body count, Never excepting anything less.

I run circles through you mind fields touching every nerve and sense in the place.

Your grammatical legs are too short to catch up in this turtle race.

Im at the finish line, enjoying every tasty morsel of anguish on your face.

Hopping you choke on your venom laced words I made you digest. Now say grace.

The antagonist in my story you have been like Wilson Fisk.

Tho im obviously more creative than allowed by your intelligence.

Im sorry Mr. Cooper, But I cant live with you Bradley’s in bliss.

Because this clear tablet I fed you,

Will only help you realize you’re NOT limitless…

 

 

Royce Da 6’5

1/27/2012 ©

 

Inspiration.

Thi is a song by Cee Lo Gree called Big Ole Words (damn). Its probably one of, if not my favorite song by him. It inspires me everytime i sit to write. So i figured i'd share what inspires some of my poetry.... Enjoy.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=NRxZ9gKD1oQ