Her Love Disappears [unreleased poem]

Every night knowing her love is with me
age isn't of importance
We always knew here is where we want to be
Out relationship grew out of the past
growing into each other's arms
only knowing the future in forever we shall last
All of a sudden everything went terrible
destiny planned interrupted because it was unbearable

While her love is gone
not understood how to go on
She is gone for too long
left me nothing but an unringing phone
in her arms is where I belong
Everything that's right seems wrong

Once a time we knew we were unstoppable
our love was immortal
you were mine and I was yours
searching again for that love
panicking for failure
day after day... another pilgrammage her love disappears


[written 4/18/2004 @ 2:25am]

The Daydreamer's Diner pt. 2

After coming out of the bathroom
Marcia asked "Why did you run away?"
I ignored her and sat at the counter
as I wait for some service
I look out the window to the sunny day
I see a cathedral across the street
there is a couple getting married
The man was Indonesian and African
The woman was Costa Rican, Hawaiian, & British
Her dress was 3 feet long
with a Queen Elizabeth crown on her head
The man walked in 30 minutes prior
looking as if he stepped off the Titanic boat
One crackhead walked in the cathedral
and was immediately kicked out
for his horrific smell
as a tear fell from my eye
from the sight of that disapproval
45 minutes later I hear the church bells ringing
They are now married and kissed to seal it
Then the waiter asked me
"How may I help you, sir?"


"Yes ma'am, a water, juice and omelette, please?"
As I turned back around I see the wedding limo
pulling off and to the right of the cathedral
I see same crackhead being funeralized
He was an Army vet and OD'd on heroin
There was so many people
dressed in black
and military fatigue
As more tears fell from my eyes
He fought for our country and
no one gave him a chance when he returned
Just a funky ass metal and pat on the back
Where is the love, President Obama?
You are supposed to help our troops
I heard this crackhead's daughter scream
"Is this my daddy?"
The man had been ousted from his own family
and to the right of the hearse I see a man
immediately he offered the family
to pay for the funeral
then the music began "Outstanding" by the Gap Band
God has shined upon the family
cause they had no way of paying for the funeral

The waiter dropped my meal off to me
as I looked down to eat
I stare at my omelette
and its shaped into a heart
"How did they do this?"
I whispered
then I looked up again and
out the window
the cathedral and funeral was erased
I am spaz out to myself
"Am I going crazy?"
Jackie, Rick, Kris, MacKenzie, & Marcia
all were no where around
only the people in the diner
and the waiter
then I find out that I am by myself
I look at my plate again and
my omelette looked like a regular shaped omelette
I chuckle to myself
"Like this is so crazy"
This is so silly, but I felt some hands
wrap around my waist
"Hello there Supreme!"
as I turned around
its Sara Hasenali
She smiled at me and giggled
as I turned around to get some water
to say something to her
I turned back around and she was gone
I breathed a deep sigh, but smiled
and ate my food
Enjoying the food at the diner
I look by the bathroom
and my eyes blow wide
This is an interesting day
very interesting day at The Daydreamer's Diner


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[to be continued]

Roll the Dice.

[Here's the another of many of this week's writings.]

Well I kinda think beefing is somewhat wack. I'm a man and they are women. I know I am an asshole, but I promise I mean well in all I do. I am just erratic in my doings sometimes, but then again so are you. I am only response for my actions, and due to these things often times I am punished and even lose a good friend/girlfriend. Most times, I try my best to not think about those good women... I promise before the Lord Himself that I try to leave 'em 'lone. Yes, I'm the King and I will continue to be, but Loren was a beautiful woman and too powerful. I did not like that at the time. Nina Armstrong, I always was confused about.. yet I miss my friend from Augusta. Stacey has always been my homegirl from Detroit, but her mouth is too big yet I'm wrong for what I say. Jennifer Porter I have known since 5th grade and wanted me to leave Marcia and not stand her ground, baby... I'm sorry not right now. I thought we were still cool, oh you got engaged? Is that what it is?? Miss Roberson, congratulations on graduating... I really wanna make it right, and Marcia... where do I begin??

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

I have said in the past that Love is Dead, but who killed it?? I cannot lie.. I held the knife most times, too. I used to see myself with these chicks as the modern day Sonny & Cher, Lucy & Desi, John & Jackie.... Martin & Coretta, Malcolm & Betty, Ozzie & Ruby... but as usual, I let my heart go too far. Ladies, this hatred against me gotta end somehow. I am not that bad of a man. I was finally able to hold a decent conversation with Spree after 2 1/2 years. I'm happy for that and she is getting married next month. I was able to make up with Terricha after a short beef, the same with Shakeela... and the same for the chick I was on probation for in 2000, Stacey Rochelle.. Sometimes when I go home, I still ride by Marcia's house.. and don't even ask why. Thank God for tinted windows. It's kinda hard to fully forget about those who truly made an immediate and powerful impact on your life. All of them were meaningful to me. To tell you the truth, I am doing a wonderful job of leaving you alone, but I cannot say that I don't think about you daily. The average for all of these women have been 1 1/2 to 2 years since I spoke to you. I just want to be cool witcha again. That's all it is. I miss your presence in my life. Was I that bad? We are not getting any younger. Everyday I meet new people to replace the place of that power you had... and I am failing miserably. I love you baby.... even if you have forgotten all about me and erased me totally out your life. I still hold your name up in my heart... all of you!!!

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

The Daydreamer's Diner pt. 1

[Here's the another of many of this week's writings.]

[singing in on a stage to an empty]
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I am standing
outside the diner
on the corner
and its early in the morning

I begin to see
people who was not really there
and they are walking to me
I become confused at my eyes

I shake my head
a couple of times
to make sure I was not just sleepy
but then I hear a voice

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"Where is Shakeela?"
I heard the voice say
and another one say
"Have you been in Tinted Windows
lately?"

It was Ricky Ricardo
and my homeboy Kris Rucker
this cannot be
then someone hugs me from behind

"Hey Supreme"
it is Jackie Rockuemore,
the ex-girlfriend from 1999
as she begin to whisper to me

I see a newspaper
being thrown to me
from the street
What is going on here?

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Kris, Rick, Jackie
how is it that I see you all?
As I speak to them
then I see MacKenzie Mitchell

She was strolling
on the other side of the
street. I called her
name but she ignored me

I messed up my
opportunity to be with her
by being goofy
and every around me fell

It was Marcia
pushing all of them down
and then I go inside
to throw water on my face...

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[to be continued]

Dynamite.

[Here's the first of many of this week's writings.]

It's a wonder why I can not stop thinking about the night that I met you in Miami. A beautiful woman. Mexican even. I never wanted that weekend to end. I damn near stared at you all day... and all night. You even deliciously beautiful. Star light. Star bright. And when we put our arms around each other... I felt inebriatedly explosive like Dynamite. Dynamite. Within 24 hours, we were on the beach... drunkenly and stunningly loving one another, and shame on me, but I fell for you immediately. All night at 5am, you gave me exactly what I like and always spoke on. A Mexican woman. I saw the fireworks beyond the ocean... oops, that was a Carnival ship. We continued in the hotel stairwell and eventually the trip between us ended 24 hours after this eventful. Only to come back home and find out that you were someone I should never fall for cause my now Dynamite. Dynamite. Mexican woman likes to party all the time... party all the time. Like a grenade, I exploded into hurt of this revelation. Damn it... Damn it all to hell cause I really liked you. And even to this present day I think of you... and somewhat miss cause your style was sooo Dynamite. Dynamite.


Not too long after this ball of fire, I wished upon another Hispanic woman. The greatest creation ever. One day I went to El Pollo Loco, my favorite restaurant, and this absolutely beautiful woman was working the drive thru. She was so beautiful and gentle, but her spirits were down. I attempted to cheer her up as she gave me her phone number. I went to my temporary living quarters cheesing with my Classic Burrito combo. After a few conversations and her pouring her life out to me as to her constantly sadness, I kinda fell for this one, too. She was Mexican, and by the time I did.... she told me she had 11 month old kid, but this Dominican now in a Mexican jail. My heart dropped. She was 20 years old yet I had an understanding for her. I wanted to be there for her and be her support. After giving her advice and few kisses here and there, I was able to feel that she too had some Dynamite. Dynamite. I felt Miami again. By the time, I could keep this Dynamite. Dynamite. Cinco de Mayo noches, she went too honest with me. Even though previously she exposed to me her lifelong illegal status here in the States, which somewhat I dug too, she exposed to me another secret. She was not 20 yet she was 16. Scared. Desolate. Camera zooms in. I broke all ties with her too, which I hated to do. My friend drilled me with jokes as I felt the sadness of another departure of my Mexican chick. A couple of nights we hung previous to this and we never went full Miami with it, but I was able to feel her Dynamite. Dynamite. She knew that's what I liked, but again, I lost my Dynamite. Dynamite.

President Obama is the BEST Roaster... & Funny, too!!

Obama to Michael Steele: WHATS UP???? [hahahahaha] @ Hollywood/Press Dinner/White House Correspondents' Association Dinner

For My Brother Locked up in Dekalb County Jail..

...cannot stop thinking about my blood locked up in the jailhouse. I love you man... you will be better when you get out!!! I hate to see you in there..

Relapse: Sexual-Induced Coma

[hypnotic-dream]
..so I remember when you laid on the bed. Naked. signaled for me to come over. PING! i leap onto you and kiss you sensually.. and you ripped apart my favorite shirt. Heavy Breathing. Same Song & Dance... I roll you over on top and you unbuckle the buckle. Cling. my, my, my you are fast and ready, mama. Zap. i hear your heart beating fast... and my balls swing back and forth with the stroke of my poke. Stroking and a stroking... as I grab the Skyy Vodka and drink it straight up without breaking rhythm... Shut up and Take it! ... you like it like the stankin ass girlfriend you are of mine. Same Song & Dance... toss me around drunkenly... & the settings change from your Castleberry bedroom to the background of Virginia Beach and sand on the ground... Do You Love Me, *******??? Don't GooOoooo..... [sobs while bouncing that ass].... Hiccup. ...make me cum, let me sit on your face... juices drippin as palm your high light booty... Slurps. Ahh! I'm looking at you with a mouthful of poonanny, your eyes are closed... Same Song & Dance... the fan is spinning and your hair will get tangled... Screetch.... and your pulse drops from a relaxing klymaxxx while klymaxxx play on the radio on the now wooded area behind our high school... yeah baby, do that dance... keep your legs shaking, sexy... Same Song & Dance...

...i miss you, mama [still]

Cassie Nudity Pictures LEAKED.....[not for ya kids]

Well I guess any FREE PR for Diddy is lucretive... but then again, Cassie dont look half bad. So now bring on the music [sighs]...




She has "A Long Way to Go" in my opinion, though..

[Shout out to the big homie Big Von for the leaked pictures...]

Rick Ross & The Dream - All I Really Want

Deeper than Rap in Stores.

2pac speaks on T.I; Obama & Hilary Clinton

WIERD... HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE??? Obama was NOT out in 1996. WHAT IS REALLY GOOD??

Supreme Mafia Thoughts: Deeper than Life

[inspired by Young Buck's take on Mafia Music by Rick Ross. goodnight thoughts]



Everyday I wake up wanting to be the best I can be. I struggle still, but I look to the sky. Only God knows I want to be the man He wants me to be. My inner physical feels like Moses as he crossed that desert. Weak. Thirsty. Lonely. But the world would never know it, cause I stay smiling and loving everyone. Eventually pressure bust pipes. Women call me "asshole" so much that I think it is my name. Yeah, I wanna be better... and I know I am the chose one. For life. For love. For the world. I am a black man, blessed, and getting this Masters degree in a year. A good black man, who stay struggling financially and internally. But God has me. Thank you Lord for everything everyday. One day I will be right and live like Christ.... but until then there are a couple of dudes, who lips I wanna split open. King of the World, yes I feel it.. you love me. Will Shakeela, Sonya, Courtney ever consider me?? Will Loren ever return to me?? Will I finally find a real woman like one of these anytime soon to suppress my loneliness and feel my love all inside....??? Probably not!!!!

Guess Who's Back: Alexyss Tylor SUPREMELY cusses man out on radio

Guess Who's Back.... and we gonna do it like thiiisssssssss....