Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Mya - Lock You Down Video
Anyone who knows me.....knows i love Mya.....so i had to show her some love...ya dig!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
And Then There Was Him
A young woman sits on a stoop in the rain, looking for love in all the wrong places so willing to give while others refrain. Nowhere to go to get out of the rain, only thing in possession is begged for change. Thinking of how to use it, maybe a bus to get out of the cold or a butter roll and coffee to kill the hunger pangs. Closing her eyes she reminisces on the smell of a familiar love, someone who held her close and told her they would never leave. Tears fell from her eyes like the rain, knowing she could never again trust those words, how could she ever believe. As she sits in wait, contemplating her next step...a man walked up offering her a room for the night, how could she when this man was a stranger, she could never accept. He walks away defeated but he comes back the next day. Again he offers her a place to stay, but how could she trust him, so again the answer is no way. There came a day, in that same spot he found her, there she layed. He picked her up and carried her on, too weak from rest and lack of nourishment she couldnt protest, there was nothing she could say. He took her home, he bathed her, clothed her and fed her..... he nursed her back to health, without the help of another soul, all by himself. Insecure and unsure of of what to do or what to say, she never expressed her thanks and she left it that way. He never pressured, he never pushed he knew in due time she would come around. But even in her silence she already had come to realize what she had found. She searched herself for ways to show her gratitude. Never coming up with the right words, she stayed silent, hoping she didnt come off as being rude. One day he walked into the room, and with only a glance into her eyes, she mouthed the words 'I love you' to his surprise. He told her he had loved her from the moment he saw her sitting in the rain on the stoop. And he left everyday knowing he would return for her, but he needed to give her time to regroup.
Now to make a long story short...... the moral of the story is she had trust issues because she loved someone else, that left her alone. But here she met someone that saw who and what she was, she had nothing to offer of herself but, her.... but he saw her potential. I can't say how she lived happily ever after, because she's still living the story...
Now to make a long story short...... the moral of the story is she had trust issues because she loved someone else, that left her alone. But here she met someone that saw who and what she was, she had nothing to offer of herself but, her.... but he saw her potential. I can't say how she lived happily ever after, because she's still living the story...
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Why Now....What If......What Now
We’ve both opened our mouths…..words reluctant to come forth….a fire that I thought burned out….and yet we still hold a torch….your first question was “Why Now?”….what was the initial cause….and as an end result….I’m wishing both of our situations could pause….so we could take the time needed….to sort out these hidden feelings…and find out what makes us….to each other…so damn appealing….that doesn’t explain “Why Now?”……but maybe this will oblige…..ever synce I started writing…..these feelings I couldn’t hide….so I feel I betrayed myself….or at least my inner-being…as I also wonder “Why Now?”……cuz really….what’s the meaning….it’s not like we could stop time…..just to see how this unfolds….as if our situations would allow us….to see where OUR situation goes……I can’t say that I’m scared….but the fear is definitely present….I cant foresee a guaranteed right or wrong….just different options with a degrees of relevance….the first option’s to KIS the situation….though I regret to suggest….but keeping it simple would probably be better than the rest….we’d both end up saying “fuck it”….and let things stay where they stand….I would stay with my girl….and you would deal with your man….but the problem lie’s with a constant barrage of “What If’s”….like what if we did become a couple….what if it was a hit…..I’d really like to imagine…what if I didn’t have to “What If”….what if we did hook up?…..what if it was the friendship that we missed….the second option is no better….more like a slow cancer….what if we forgot all prior situations….what would lie in that answer…..truth is…I couldn’t say….cause the truth is…I don’t know…..but some would say…at least that fact…..that to ourselves….we owe…..I agree 100%....that’s a long time to hold in….feelings I have for you…..feelings you’ve kept for Syn….it was hard to keep that in…..and sadly do nothing…..except get close to one another…..then back up…..as if we were bluffing….no kissing…..nor touching….all we do is revolve…..the problem only gets worse….the problem only goes unsolved…..maybe there’s no reason to solve it….no love to start anew….cuz if the question was….could I love you?.....the answer is…..I already do…..not so much on an intimate level…but just one person to the next….it’s not something I wanna act on…..nor something I wanna regret….it’s something I wanna respect….let live…and live….Let’s……not…feel like we have to move on this….or take it out of context….cause everything is now out….we now have an understanding….but let’s not make a situation…out of others that are already demanding….these are not my final thoughts…but nothing feels like it would be right…..so I’ll sit in my own darkness…..until it’s you who shed the light….I’m not to be made a villain….I can’t hurt my girl….nor hurt you….so I’ll just take that same key….and lock myself back in that Circle - Syncere
Monday, April 2, 2007
Hiatus
How can something began…..when it’s only purpose is to cease…..I chose to not stay…..like a tenants un-renewed lease….the New Day has ended…as the poet has previously stated…..the beast will not always hibernate…..no matter how long he’s sedated….notice my new train of thought…..my love…now a beast….like a lion….untamable…..a demon now unleashed…..he feasts….on any and every topic….deemed relevant….irrelevance is not a option…I’m only present to set a precedent….a moral….a standard….a current level to transcend….a perpendicular stairway….it’s only purpose…..to ascend…..my composure’s back in order….I’ve recaptured my tranquility…..what was once tranquilized….is now a figment of impossibility….imagination battles reality…destined for an untimely demise….if sincerity is my destination….then “by God” I’ve arrived…..better yet I’ve been awakened…..or should I say awoke…..from the hiatus that once was….words that went unspoke….as a new-born to this environment….I strive to take my first step….a being that is unnatural…I sacrifice whatever’s left…..in essence…I’ll give my all….to meet the objective at hand….from the first step…evolves a second….the infant now a man…..the un-organized…now a plan….the plan put in motion….the motion’s…..now a movement….that movement….now a ocean….that ocean lay shelter to my mind….and the Synates…..but me…I want the world….chico…and everything in it…..Scarface said it best…but my fate….is not of his own….there is not a twin…to my time…my future goes un-cloned….not one to be told…I’ll fail…..or that success is un-attainable…..I was learned to give everything….until nothing left…remains in you…..to think…..the un-thinkable…….than speak…the un-speakable….chaos is what they react to…..difference is what they listen to…..real-talk is what I’ve given them…..bullshit is what they’ve given you….and so I’m back to start again….I’m back to start anew…..back to start a legacy…..back to raise the bar….back to close the issues….that are currently left….ajar….they say the eyes portray the soul….tenfold…over that which is commonly pulled….the best weapon for a fool….is a fabricated wool….somehow my eyes remain clear….Syncere through colored tint….the cock will have crowed three times….unlike Peter….I will not have flinched…. .and I have not moved synce….and my mind stays dormant….through self-inflicted torment…..that was the only location for it…..the new location is my outlet….that outlet made a new path….that path is this new way….that way……is my new wrath….I vow to deliberate on good and bad….as opposite sides of this continuum….with the slightest yield to either side….my personal beliefs….at a minimum…..all this can only mean one thing….I have nothing left to say of it….Syncere is back…..from his self-proclaimed….Hiatus – Syncere
This is my first poem for this site…..with much more to come….I went trough a couple of situations in the last few days….that should make for good material….so just stay tuned….ya dig! - Syn
By the way if you’re wondering who the Synate is…..i don’t really know right now….but I’m thinking of starting a group of other poets….that will also contribute to this website…thus making up my Synate
This is my first poem for this site…..with much more to come….I went trough a couple of situations in the last few days….that should make for good material….so just stay tuned….ya dig! - Syn
By the way if you’re wondering who the Synate is…..i don’t really know right now….but I’m thinking of starting a group of other poets….that will also contribute to this website…thus making up my Synate
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