PoeticMuse: Her Arrival

(poems go here) Introduction: Haven't written one in a minute, so I figured it's time to eradicate the glasses Remove the tree out of my vision and give the world the opposite of what they're askin Before I grew up, thought the silver platter would reach me in advance But having a dependence on something to come through is waiting on a clock with no hands Doubted the inner me and my capapblities but holding onto the dreams of others Lost sight of myself with my mind on clutter Fugitive on the lope leaving all problems toted to the side Not understanding that it will sneak up like Vodka and taunt me in due time Musically: I realized my rhyme scheme seemed so robotic so I decided to step out of my zone Write what i'm living and not the life of a "hip-hop" clone Common said "He used to love her" and I felt like a lesbian for her too She was my right hand chick and she alwys came through Sometimes the attitude is off balance so I gotta grab a little bit of Gaye to get her in contour But then I hear "I would act nonchalant in front of an audience" and remember the personas she always had in store Emotionally: This audio mirage isn't enough compared to the actions he craves So--far is what I pushed him, as I was driven away Yearning to be different from what he wants, his emotion's cage, his thoughts' diary, a simple mist in his spirit *He feels it breathing life, but fears it* Conclusion: Beyond recognition, marred with originality, worth more than what Ted Turner can provide Einstein couldn't understand the complexity of me combined I couldn't' conclude this expression without telling the different aspects of me Of where I come from and how I've succeeded