Tuesday, February 28, 2012
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/mak
Sunday, February 26, 2012
If I'm Not rooted! A poem by Mr. Froylin Algonet
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.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
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
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
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