Monday, June 25, 2012

Behind My Shades

Behind my shades I hide...
bare naked emotions and the truths to my lies.
They conceal the portal that leads to my soul
where you'd find all my love for you...
secrets I haven't yet told.

Behind my shades I hide...
photographic memories that broke me down...
deep down inside.
They guard my vulnerability as a tigeress does her cub
because it hurts, it hurt...
watching someone you love, giving someone else your love.

Because when you're placed in a corner and left all alone
you become afraid to share knowledge and all of the outcomes, you already know.
you begin to wish you were blind jus so not to witness all of the pain...
shades to my eyes,
like umbrellas to rain.

Behind my shades I hide...
the belief that I will always be yours and you will...
someday be mine...
so, my heart still remains under lock and key...
till the day you "see through" them and realize
It's Always Been Me!


-BCD- Tai_Truth

Monday, June 18, 2012

Better Than I Know Myself.

I search high and low to find a piece of me
a piece of me, I know
a piece of me, I don't 
I can close my eyes
and drown out all the voices that surround me with that of a daydreamers tune
I can dream forever
and I have
but now, reality...

I open my composition life book which is wrapped in golden satin garment and embroidered with off white cowry shells, yellow feathers and picture containing the image of a beautiful woman
who's skin is that of perfection... flawless.
I scan the words on the page hoping to find answers between the lines
So many numbers...
I never have been good at math and so I can never seem to sum it all up despite the many times I've tried
There's always a new message
maybe I never will...
but still I try.
I stand before that beautiful woman as if to converse,
but I am speechless. I fear disturbing her with the loud ring of a bell because I can not seem to find the words to say...
so I don't!
I place in front of her the gifts I came baring and then...
I stand there!
Hoping she can hear my heart... hoping that it's beat speaks to her like it were Morse code and she were Samuel, it's creator.
I inhale deeply in attempt to take in a piece of her and possibly know more about myself...
Her natures scent is of fresh sunflowers drizzled with honey and the aura surrounding her shines as brightly as solid gold bricks would, under the rays of the sun.

I wish not to disturb her
I simply desire answers to questions that my tongue knows not how to enunciate because my mind has not related how
it does not know.
I pick up the mirror that she keeps beside her
and I stare blankly at the reflection...
I stare at it and then at her, deeply with no thought...
wishing the mirror were a magic one
wanting the reflection to change and speak to me
but it does not.
There is only my own face staring back and all I hear is silence...
forcing me to remember the last words she spoke to me because it's all I have to work with
I am reminded of what she has promised and this is my comfort.
I imagine she must feel this alone is more than enough and although I am still left blank,
I remain ignorant to her actions
to her reasons and most of all to her plans...
I take a deep breath then exhale profusely within it all doubt, fear, and confusion..
placing my blind faith in her
knowing nothing at all, but remembering one thing...
she knows me better than I know myself.




Saturday, June 16, 2012


Presence is not present by merely your physical presence
Presence is effortless grace that vibrates
It can be seen yet never can it be found,
for it resides far within and is protected by its overpowering heat; somewhat like that of the sun
So, easily noticed yet never to be reached.
My presence is my core and its ultra violet rays pierce and puncture their way through-out my body
therefore I am walking sunshine.
Where I stand I am present!
Where I walk, I serve as guiding light!
Presence is not present by merely your physical presence
your physical beauty is of insignificant importance
for presence is essence
an invariable substance
so it can not be altered or
It is a God given blessing
and those in possession are royalty.
I am a Queen!
Presence is not present by merely your physical presence
it is exquisite elegance
An immortal personification of charisma
The eyes that lock a stare and instantly instill a never ending urge for more.
It is the magnetism in a smile that can never be forgotten
An infectious kiss that seeps in through your lips and finds your soul
and a touch that imposes in on your heart never to leave
it grips tightly and never lets go
My presence made it's presence long before my arrival
I was here before you,
I am here now,
and since my presence is immortal,
my presences is everlasting

 It's That Glow! You either have it or you don't. 
 "My presence is a present kiss my ass!"- Mr. West