~Six Inch Biceps~ @DjSketchConrand

Six Inch Biceps Mix by Dj Sketch

~REVENGE OF THE NERDS~

Oh Beautiful Track Selection Sketch!!! There's a SURPRISE With every corner!!!

~AFTER THESE MESSAGES~

My Own Child by Isis Graham

My Own Child by Isis Graham <~~~~ LISTEN HERE

SMILE

I absolutely Love is track!! Beautiful Lyrics! Sounds of an old soul singing from the heart.  Form my understanding this track was a free verse and done in one take.  Isis is an artist that should be recognized for her awesome talents and passion FOR MUSIC.  

Memories of an Old Soul by @Mr_Froylin

Like everyone,  I've had people in my life that has made a huge difference in my life.    Some are still alive and some had passed.  This Poem is dedicated To my Grandparents Amado & Betty, Salud & Ramon, To my Tita Connie and My Uncle Bert.  With out you I wouldn't have a sense of humor and I wouldn't know what I know now.  I Never got to say Thank You......

NEW ERA Blue 'EXPOS' 

Many Layers of Dj Sketch

Many Layers of Dj Sketch Brings you a Complex Sound of many Genres.  Much Love To DJ Sketch for bringing all of this music together for everyone to enjoy!!

 New laces on an old pair  kicks

AFTER THESE MESSAGES

As I fall from grace I saw the beast try to follow me/lost in his eyes of glass/ thoughts spinning vigorously in my head/ the bellowing whispers of the beast calling me for more/ begging me to set him free/ as he howls and laughs at me/ trying to break me down/ adrenelin pumping through my veins/ confusing my soul into hiding/making me feel soulless and corrupted/ I fight to keep my soul in my hands/ until woken up by my lucid self and it's a seeming contradiction but It's not- it's just complicated

I WAS WEARING THIS TEE

MY POETRY EXPERIMENT

JORDAN 3 FLIPS

If I'm Not Rooted

If I'm Not rooted! A poem by Mr. Froylin Algonet

Mr Froylin's Poetry Eperiment

My First Spoken Word. This one is dedicated to My cousin Dominic he was the only one who 'liked' this poem on Facebook when I originally posted it there. Thank you

"If I'm not rooted I'm gonna fall!!" <3

A wiseman once told me as he sat next to me. What did he mean? With this constant Feeling like I'm falling; I found my self thinking deeper. I kept on falling. I was Feeling doom on the Downbeat! I saw the drama of light and shade and all the grey realities that I encountered along the way. Every beat I had made had connected me with another. It seemed like I was always moving along to the beat that went on. A celebration of this process is the beautiful breakdown and exquisite unravelling of revelations that comes from Life's Syncopated Rhythms. I saw the world from under the bill of my hat. Life's obscurities takes a right, as mine turns left. Unpredictable as always! My left turn takes me into the belly of the what life has created for me! A misunderstood beast of man. Savage and emotional. Always Blinded by the hunger for love. But, never finding love. Never understood why? This beast of a man lives only to love. One rule. One dimension. Suffocation is the downfall of a battle well fought. The beat of my own drum must go on.

My Poerty Experiment

For those who really know me I love to write poetry. But I am really self-conscious about letting people read. With saying that I am gonna try to get out of my comfort zone and let people read them.  I could use a critical views on them. Comments would be apreciated.  Let me know which one you like .  The one with the most votes I would make that one my first video. 
Poem 1
"If I'm not rooted I'm gonna fall!!" <3
A wiseman once told me as he sat next to me. What did he mean? With this constant Feeling like I'm falling; I found my self thinking deeper. I kept on falling. I was Feeling doom on the Downbeat! I saw the drama of light and shade and all the grey realities that I encountered along the way. Every beat I had made had connected me with another. It seemed like I was always moving along to the beat that went on. A celebration of this process is the beautiful breakdown and exquisite unravelling of revelations that comes from Life's Syncopated Rhythms. I saw the world from under the bill of my hat. Life's obscurities takes a right, as mine turns left. Unpredictable as always! My left turn takes me into the belly of the what life has created for me! A misunderstood beast of man. Savage and emotional. Always Blinded by the hunger for love. But, never finding love. Never understood why? This beast of a man lives only to love. One rule. One dimension. Suffocation is the downfall of a battle well fought. The beat of my own drum must go on.

Poem2
"I live For the nights that I can't remember with the people I can't forget." <3


Memories of an old soul plucking at the strings of the guitar, cracking of a joke, then waiting until you clue in. Humming of every note as laughter follows. Aromatic adventures of what's cooking on the stove and always leaving full and satisfied as listen to a story. Always saying what was needed to be heard; while saying nothing at all. Are you plucking that string just for me.  Never forget what you said to me last.

Poem 3
'Without a past there is no future.' <3


As I fall from grace I see my beast following me/lost in eyes of glass/ unknown reasons repeats a wirlwind of broken promise/ as thoughts spin vigorously in my head/ the bellowing whispers of the caged beast calling me for more/ begging me to set him free/ howling and laughing at me/ trying to break me down/ adrenelin pumping through my veins/ confusing my soul into hiding/making me feel soulless and corrupted/ I fight to keep my soul in my hands/ until woken up by my lucid self I will it free