The Rebirth of Fashion

When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Freestying 71



From the gleam shine on the sleeve
I still don't believe
that's why I'm writing my own shit
just for me
Fiduck all the ice, diamonds
platinum and shit
I used to wear gold and silver
and still rock Adidas
you know the shells
with the fresh rubber smell
old school for life
as I stay rocking the bells
my advice to you
is to be yourself
and stop copying niggas
if you going to represent
then represent the realah
before I come out go back
and start taxing your figures
110% insert to take out
call me Masta Killah
as I introduce you to my word
for I am the word
that became of the flesh
LLord Muthaphuckin Trife you heard
getting rid of you quick
like I get rid of stress

WuTang Who


Thursday, May 03, 2007

Throughout Our Days - upgraded


As the time is set forth
by the spiritual
Gods from the third world
enhances my lyrical
Poetical, theoretical approach
I've have taking with you
calming the storms of the metaphysical
mentally as the day I
introduced myself, is the day
that was meant to be,
as my temple has been engraved
with the name of praise,
as I welcome you to be comfortable
and never afraid, take my hand
formed from the words that I narrate
and together we will
prosper in the light
keeping us focusing

Throughout Our Days

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

The Versatility In Me


I heard that someone
was upset with me
No! this can not be
AHKMEL is too sincere
too sweet amongst other things
strong with the ability
to turn upset into
a new form of being happy
make believe fantasies
I bring to reality
so how can anyone ever
want to be mad with me
something is wrong
this I know
its not me at all now is it
I'm the same from the beginning
just a different name
same love, same touch
same smell, same speech
same clientele, same PHAROD
Right hand
I still use to compose
the lovely stroking
of these poems I write
confused with provoking
women and their ovum’s
I left swollen
I'm feeling this poem
so take it serious
because I am not joking
I'm not looking to be understood
I'm still understanding myself
I'm taking care of me
better than two people
taking care of two
so how can we be all created equal
therefore without notice
I'll approach
whether or not a woman’s beautiful
allowing the whole world to see

The Versatility In Me

Emotions of My Memories


Disruption of your thinking
my presence is equal to the
Love of Queens to their Kings
the distance the thoughts the voyage
I made it for you
Open your arms let me feel
the flowing of your bloodstream
Genetically I want to
become apart of you
Y to your X
marking that spot
that I once made hot
so simply described
as your question of
what am I writing on your notepad
expressions so vividly are the

Emotions of My Memories

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Miss This


We about to check this
Yo! Shit is falling from my mind
to the earth no gravity
straight from the grit of my cavity
the chest with the crest
saw when the enemies got mad with me
no time to relax
no time to seek living out fantasies
got to keep it real
more than the bloods to the crips
born in the 70's
let you not forget
about that real shit
snatch your name from around your neck
no mask no sweat
I aint finished yet
cough up a spleen
turn nightmares from dreams
then initiate a new team
to take out short cuts
express routes locked down
pad locked no break out
I be that A1 nigga
so go get your steaks out
and analyze what you about
to see with me
something never seen before
Brooklyn being apart of history
What! What! tie your Nikes up
or get hyped up
screw your face down
get spiked up
flicka flicka
turn your lights up
I am about to train you
so follow this like
elves to santa on Christmas
thrown in the front on purpose
so you wouldn't

Miss This

Not Who I Am


The love shining
your face my hunger
the touch of my fantasy compelling
my nerves for you swelling
inch by inch
I've haven't even begun telling
you about melodious
harmonious
the ecstasy between
your nails and my back
gripping me tight
moving your body just right
right there - that spot
G-reater then the warmest thought
on the coldest day
let me again satisfy you
a little slower
I want to take care of you
I don't want you to bleed
I don't want you to endure pain
my love I am not going anywhere
I am right here
right here where I've always been
needing and wanting
you
you
you
within the outlets of my secrets
lies uncharted territories
untouched and under experienced
similar to the waters of a bottomless ocean
your softness the delicate atmosphere
the energy that keeps me here
wanting and needing you
your body I desire to be good to
so let me
let me taste you
so I can become you
allow my thoughts to be brought
to the front of my nerves
stimulation - intimidation
the movements magical - incredible
the strength - the climax - the sensation
watch my lips as they inner you
I cry
I tear as I write this
because you still have yet to experience
Me
M.y E.verything
M.etaphysical E.nergy
you cheat yourself even now
and don't even know how
I am sorry for the lust that distracts
the flow of my impact
the softness of the tips
my fingers, my bloods direction
my throat, my tongue
my saliva, my breath particles of love
produced for you - your reception
my infection, my affection,
section after heavenly section
602 muscles
woman you got to get to know
because it is the 602 muscles
that will continue to grow
if you understand
not just my handsome, not just my sexy
not just my lips...not just my arms
not just my abtract, not just my chest
not just my legs, not just my hands...
I know you have to be interested
in more than just that
for it is

Not Who I Am

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Migente's Member of the Day


Straight murdered
www.migente.com
on that Server
forward slashing
AHKMEL PHAROD underscorer
shouting out
my first employer
GOD
who in I
trust before ya
along with the real reason
I keep achieving ignoring ya
Laughing out Loud for real
not luck just fortunate skill
the way I reverse then
off in night peel
right from the top
I'll make a spartan drop his shield
a fat man in a chocolate factory yield
when it comes to me
and the way I build
hand over fist
once under that hump
but never over the hill
advice to you haters
relax and chill
before I treat you
like a female to
Massengill

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Freestyling 70


Concrete Cinderblocks
I can’t see em no more
20 stories high
I use to watch them fall
from kitchen sinks
And shot up car doors
Headz up! Is what
We used to call
niggaz in the projects still
Are fucking bored
Pissin on elevator floors
What you know about this tolerance
And shit never seen before
Unless you from the streets
That real hard core
Brooklyn is what I talk
Kings County is what I walk
All day reppin New York, New York
With the Wally’s on my feet
38 used to defeat
Changing laws snapping jaws
From the whip of the pistol
So say something before you get ignored
With no one to miss you….

Freestyling 69

Yo! Yo! Yo!
What the Catastrophe
Blaze quick
Or live drastically
I’m confident when
It comes to tragedies
Complicated formalities
Check how I compose
Blood from the nose
Of those walking too happily
From compound sentences automatically
Whoever the fuck
Stole my demo ran from me
Fuck the pressing charges
I’m a seek, search and destroy
Thugs mad at me
Now checking for damaged fatalities
Self corruptibility
There’s no handling me

Monday, April 09, 2007

Knowledge I Signify


Somebody stole my heart
I cried
My soul torn apart
Though I’m still kept alive
Everyday my eyes open wide
Hearing a voice
Similar to my own
Asking why
Life according to mine
I thoroughly analyze
Keeping me able to survive
The unwise
Not cornered
No time to ever hide
I’m apart of immortality
I recognize making sure
The brain I’m using is both
The left and right side
Awaking the fourth eye
Broken down the AHKMELIAN SCRIBES
Sand stays in my hair
For the dumb deaf and blind
To realize the divinity and

Knowledge I Signify

Mean The World to Me



Traces of mine
The heart the soul
The mentality the righteousness
I believe in the experience
The memories I own
Extremely priceless
Never to be sold
Though they are sometimes
Rushed more than gold
I wish to share
On my own accord
Unconditionally I write
Though never when I am bored
All for naught at times
When my feelings are not caught
Alive with the ability to
Trust in myself as the
Trust is provided
For the unrighteous to see
So no judgment
because to stop what I do would

Mean The World to Me

Breathe With Me



In to my life
She poured the hurt
I sipped slowly
Though I did not desert
Mental negativity I felt
Out of place
I grew another pair of wings
I’m strong again
Powerful to say welcome
Please come into my life
Let me free you of your pain
That you still suffer from
Tears I store of yours in my heart
Providing a way
For a beautiful and new start
Clouds are above
For you and I to love
And feel love not to
Be afraid to show love
I told you through expression
That this is brand new
You seemed critical
And for what
All I ever wanted
you to do was to

Breathe With Me

What I Believe In



Many approach
My wings wounded
Energy still in existence
But for who?
The future is now in the past
So looking forward to the beginning
As we shall start from the
First molecular
Careful are the steps
To be taken together
Forceful are the we
Never again to divide
Thoughts permanently connected
Side by side
Patient in every way to succeed
Getting the best out of life
Challenge the mission
Not to change our position
Intellectually speaking
Oriented goals of the wise
Not to be criticized is

What I Believe In

Thursday, April 05, 2007

As I Wondered



A story without a beginning
Longing to be told
Systems of the routine
Books without folds

Many hearts placed between
Promises, bookmarks
Holding the memories
Of those who dream

Of different places
Where ever they may be
I’m afraid to let myself be free
Due to how love enslaves me

Countless in number
Though I must admit
A summer with out love
Is like love without commitment

Pondering
now about
where I parted the book
As I now wonder

About the same book
that casted a spell
on me that I was once under

As I Wondered

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Help Me


Just maybe we can sit
Talk
Discuss
What it is you really need
Let me listen to your heart
Let me listen…
Share your thoughts with me
I'm here like I've always been
Let me gain your trust
Don’t be afraid
Hold my hand
Let my pulse comfort your pain
Let my smile
produce an endless rainbow
for you to remain here
Stay here
Talk to me without fear
Let your guard down
I want to protect you now
like I have always wanted to
from the start
Have me as your own
Let me be in your smile the arch
The dimples in your cheeks
I understand my purpose
Thank you for allowing me
to hold your voice
close to my soul
Bring your love here
I want to have it as my own
No longer I want to look
No longer I want to
continue to search
For empty
is how I keep coming up
this has to end now
before I find
the courage to give up
so I beg please
and plead for you to

Help Me

When You See Me Come



When the time comes
That you are
no longer in the mood with
the club scene, the bar
take my hand and let me
walk you to your car
let me be that escort
you’ve been waiting for
I’ve been watching you
All night long
I studied your moves, your smiles
How many times
You said no
Who were you waiting for
Why do you insist
on looking the wrong way to explore
why don’t you next time just stay at home
and find it alright to be alone
don’t have fear, be strong
and have mercy on the weak
you know you shouldn’t
be allowed to come here
The place with the phony face
color blind until it’s color time
one after the next
inundating you with colorless lines
not knowing what you are in need of
until I approach you with a smooth tongue
stimulating the rest of your evening
getting you ready for some real fun

When You See Me Come

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

The Real Reason Why I Care



10 Minutes to your heart
10 Minutes to your mind
100 years looking to keep
you feeling forever warm inside
Petals from a rose
one for you
and one for me
smooth upon your face
Like a cotton cloth
to a baby
So smile my dear
because there's something here
something that will heal
you inside and out
leaving a beautiful
scent in the air
that I crave to taste
just so that you can experience

The Real Reason Why I Care

With Authority


From now
Nothing will ever
tear my feelings apart
like steel without seams to see

Structured just for immortality
is the reason for this I analyze
then for the answer wait patiently

Leaving you to involve
your sense of dignity
this kind of love is torturing me

Drawing a blank for you
would be new to me
therefore I will continue
to write emotionally silent

With Authority

Your Love Hostage



Remember the early morning
Remember the rain pouring
Remember the sun peaking
As your knees weakened
Drifting amongst the clouds
With rays of promise
Presenting to you a rainbow
Just for your eyes to find
Along with a shadow of security
That’s not too far behind
My immortal symbol would reflect
These expressions from my heart
With a pen or a pencil attached
Willing to take notes and answer questions
From those that I may sometimes leave guessing
Which is not my intention,
So please excuse me
As I ask of you to beg my pardon
At the same time the secret is being revealed
Allowing all to get use to my approach
That can be aggressively subtle
Though I will still hold once in my hands

Your Love Hostage

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

So Soft



1 o'clock in the morning
The satin
The spoon position
The reaching out
with desire
The breath on the left side
of the neck
cotton sheets on fire
aroma of lust
Keeping my interest inspired
to achieve the sometimes un-achievable
Legs drifting in between
Legs smoother than a players dream
I feel ya
Erect state of emergency
becomes one with the urgency
of pleasure needing to be experienced
and again achieved
holding the oxygen hostage
anticipating the release of the
reason I am laying next to you
as I do nothing but during impact
look to give my best to you
because it is you,
By you I have been caught
in the middle pink handed
Submitting to the walls
of your Utopia that is

So Soft

This Brand New Start


I never thought I could miss
someone as much as I
find myself missing you
I miss your eyes,

the way they would twinkle
when you laughed
or how they would light up
the moment I stepped into your view

I miss the life in them
and the wisdom of someone
who has knowledge to share
I miss the sound of your laughter

and how it would make
my entire spine tingle
whenever I said
something funny or silly
(which was most of the time)

From deep down in my heart I feel
Your soft and loving touch
For me you have that sex appeal
That's come to mean so much

But sex is not the only fact
That keeps us both together
It's how you care and how you act
When troubles we must weather

I know that I can count on you
And know you'll understand
even when and if I did something wrong
You'll be there to still hold my hand

I give this verse of love to you
The way I gave my heart
Upon the day we said, "I do"
Till death when we must part

The things that God gives are too numerous to say
He's been so good, don't you see
So many good friends, His love has no end
And now He's given you to me

My life was so drear, I had no one near
To share all my hopes and my dreams
Then you came a long, filled my heart with song
Now I know what love really means

I'll spend my lifetime being thankful you're mine
I'll be the best husband you could ever dream of.
Daily I'll pray that God leads our way
As we strive to reach Heaven above.

Today we become husband and wife
To be faithful partners for all our life
We know in our hearts that we will be
Bonded together for all eternity

Constant friends standing side by side
Blessed by God, man can never divide
To stand by each other in sickness and in health
Supporting our family in poverty and in wealth

We pledge our love through joy and sorrow
Prepared to weather all our tomorrows
We promise to love without reservation
To always forgive without hesitation

We vow to protect from harm and distress
And always be patient in times of stress
For as long as we both shall live
These are the gifts that we have to give

May God bless us
and keep us safe in his heart
As today we give our lives

This Brand New Start

Monday, March 26, 2007

An Audio Recording of My Poem Titled: Sexual Conversations part 2



An Audio Recording of My Poem Titled: Sexual Conversations part 1





Here, I Am




Cheek to Cheek
Smiling
I remember seeing you again
for the very first time

My heart paused as my tears fell
not visible to the human eye
just God's Eyes

Where I every day continue
to thank him for
providing me a safe passage to you

To my Heaven, My Angel, My Love of all Lovers
where after receiving
so much of your telephone love
I just had to be closer

Feeling beautiful beyond matrimony
I felt no longer lonely
knowing that someday if I applied myself
I would be your one and only

presence felt as the airplane approached the runway
with a touch only lovers feel when in love
as I was wanting to leave my bags behind
just to not have there be any further delay

I did however pack light, remember
remember how it was cold and not even December
and there you were your presence
and your embrace that was so tender

and that is the reason why I am
what I am because of you
permanently in your life to remain
that is the reason why I came

to be that husband
that best friend
that man that I will need for you
to understand

as I am here for your advantage
and not to damage
because my goods, trust me are good
and will never like my love vanish

so please release, relax, relate, rely
and respond to this loving man because
it is only for you

Here, I Am

Locking Limbs



Silk Love,
honey sweet passionately delighting me,
my mouth wide open to receive
the sweetest juices of ecstasy,

nectar scented, peaches and cream fermented
a tropical vacation of lust between your legs
breaking into your spring
is how I desired to spend it,

sweating, dripping, stroking,
and whipping that appeal on you
seeing just how I handle
your love
brighter than your favorite candle,

long kisses, slower strokes
getting to know me as your man,
I suppose is the best thing
to ever happen to your growth, I suppose.

Like I said before I am just getting started,
And this is why this is why this is why I'm Hot
remember it only took me 1 finger
in 8 second to find your G-spot

left arm under and on top of my right shoulder,
right arm under and on top of my left shoulder,
hips arched just right moving my strength closer
for your erotic river to flow over,

left leg tightly wrapped around my right leg,
right leg tightly wrapped around my left leg,
heart racing faster than the pulsating
of my excitement you felt it and then begged

when we were releasing and sharing
how we really felt
about the flesh upon flashes
against each other together we melt

intimacy of heat stricken
by the uninhibitedness of lust within
expressing addiction at the same time we were

Locking Limbs...

You Are



Day's like this I've imagined
my sleep - easy as I think about you now.
That precious glow you show
riveting in my mind as I travel
beyond the clouds
just to be held by your smile
my love you have commandeered my souls soul,
rescuing my spirit from defeat monogamously
I promise my ability to secure my plans
with you as you stand with devotion by your man
that you have chosen to stand next to...WOW
Me, the luckiest human being
emotionally together with you,
Free to now warm up the coldest weather with you,
loving the decision I have made by far
which is to love you as my wife to be just the way

You Are

Special to Me


Remember the early morning
I'm about to get deep
remember me waking you up
from out of your deepest sleep,
Remember the way I whispered in your ear,
"good morning"
I will take my time with this one,
the electrical currents
from the room will empower me to hold onto
your interest like I'm really supposed to,
I'm in love with what I do for you,
the way I soften your skin
as my words not only move you
they also rub you the right way,
I must say look into you,
like I look into your eyes
and market my emotions on the double,
I just shed a tear because I can't
have you the way that I really want to,
deep breaths I have to take
just to keep me on pace,
to succeed in putting
that smile on your face
again and again,
picture myself removing all boulders
just to clear a path to my place
where I would
awe...
I don't at this time think it would be
appropriate to expose that side of me
although I must admit that my....
at night is warmer than
an open book of matches..
Fur softer than
a newborns eye lashes
and now I will stop,
because I would want to be there
when on your knees you dropped,
as I would allow you to place them
on my hands and kneel cheek to cheek,
in front of a gentle-man
I want to feel your heart as it beats
as I can't stop
this on going fantasy
of forever keeping you
satisfied with me,
so remarkably,
this verbal voodoo will continue to keep
that spell alive for you especially
because you are very

Special to Me

Not Once But Twice



No longer am I trapped
Set in my own ways
To react fast
The 90 degree chin position
The eye contact
My train her train
Caught now how about that
Her steps not mines
However I enjoyed
the way she looked back
became interested
so I did the math
counted the steps where
she created a path
followed her smile
and my intuition
her train my train
new direction different position
became in the moment
her beauty she owned it
as I took advantage
of the light
polite the presentation
her name soft frame
out of her mouth
she whispered “Gimbiya”
My pleasure was her delight
Involved her in my day
And an instant memory
For her night
Hands connected
My right her right
The softness I am
In Love with again

Not Once But Twice

Sunday, March 25, 2007

With Me


If when the time comes
for the imagination to end, let me know,
If when the time comes
for us not to be friends, let me know,
right is not how things are going for me
due to how I approach life so aggressively,
and still I BREATHE softly, no stress, no tension
I keep going wrong, no matter what I do,
maybe I should just keep my thoughts to myself
instead of trying to guide them through to you,
but there is only one question
I have if I may ask you,
Will I be able to BREATHE softly,
as you are so beautiful?
Okay, I will cut to the chase
and express myself so boldly,
allowing you to really get to know me,
then what do we do,
and how are we are suppose to really feel
if this is about keeping it real,
keeping what real?
I'm a little confused now
I'm beginning to feel
some what out of place and used now,
not to worry because it's always
my fault and why?
Is it because I can't be I?
and still I continue to try,
To share myself is no mystery
there are no degrees
or extreme levels of difficulty,
I just want to dive
into the hearts of those
I find move me in a way
that's hard to explain,
and that's where I begin
to see truthfully how much I mean
to the people
who share their feelings

With Me (Composed March 12, 2001)

Thursday, March 22, 2007

You Deserve It


Have you ever thought about
feeling a man's soul caressing
your lower back with his words...?

Have you ever felt
a man sincerest touch
(not his hands exploring your flesh)
I mean a man touching
the insides of your skin?

Have you ever listened
to the voice of a man
with so much attention,
that you made closet space
for him before meeting him
for the first time....?

And made an extra trip
to the store after you heard him say,
before you left from work...
Good Evening Beautiful,
I hope you had a good day today...

Also if you are not
too busy after work.....
I would love to
spend time with you tonight,
rubbing the sins
of the world from your neck,
your arms, your chest,
your shoulders, your thighs,
your hips, your legs, ankles and feet..?

You see I breathe tranquility
from my voice,
like hearing the rays of the sun
touch the mist of spring rain
to you at this time because

You Deserve It...

Friday, March 16, 2007

Sunkist



She, you know her
The one with the smile
Right there, her
Just look at
The way she moves
I remember the first day
Orange flavored thoughts
about how I would
look into her eyes moved
the Lemon scented fantasies
About how I would
Speak to her like a gentleman
Hoping to touch her heart
Before the man introduced
Her to his groove
Before the Lime
in the coconut
touched her gently
You know her, you are
Looking right at her
Can you see her?
I know I can
She is so beautiful
Like the way her
Raspberry delights
The texture of my soul
After each time she
asks me for a

Sunkist

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

My Job Is Done



The 2 Streets
That we choose to walk down
one with lights
the other with darkness
together we shall find the light
that will keep us steady
no matter what street we choose
it is you I am afraid to lose
it is you I am afraid to never see again
will you remain my friend
until the streets are one
for us to walk down
as we continue to bond
experiencing the true meaning of fun
where at that time
I can then relax in your arms
at the end of the day
when I know

My Job Is Done

Friday, February 09, 2007

We Will Soon Act....


My lips pressing softly against you,
your cheek, your ear, your body
release as I intimately cleanse you,
my appetite I hope doesn't offend you,
while my lust far from pretends to
climax your femininity
that I will vividly continue to send you,
from the movie to the office,
mentally I am far from novice,
securing your every reason
to want to explore my genitalia with your esophagus,
now relax before you
think about how to react
and make sure your panties are not
too wet from the impact
I just had on your inner fantasy that upon
We Will Soon Act....

God’s Goal


Hot caramel seeping
Out of my pores for your keeping
Exhaling while pulsating
My marshmallow secretions

Peppermint drop bleeding
Tasting the depths of my soul
Decaffeinated intimacy
With enough calories to hold
Only to burn off after each stroke

Cooling off the temperature
Soothing blissfulness we promote
Together as we allow our lips
To dance again as our tongues fold

Silky and gently
Like the petals of a rose
I aim to touch
The contours of your vanilla mold

Sweeter than honey
Combing the secrets that you hold
Securing you with a bond
Which I understand now
During our Tea party which was

God’s Goal

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Creeping In-Between Your Walls - Finally



It was on a rainy day
When I first laid eyes
Upon such a design
Sleek yellowish in color defined

By Palmer’s as a cocoa butter formula
I immediately thought that I could use it
To dedicate my time as an explorer
Moisturizing the more of a

Gender that would love to accept
My patience as a gift
As in the way I would use the liquids
In the bottle to make all submit

Their will, their rights, their independence,
Their blouses, their pants, to the undergarments
I thought about this to be specific
The pleasure received from the hands to body experience

The climax reached before the mouth
to the back of the neck deliverance
My seductive ways that I’d use to ease that pain
Leaving a lasting impression though I am no Impressionist

I am like a catchyouist
Where you’d least expect it
Mouth open wide tongue yours twist
Finger and toes curlyouist

Again I’m practicing patience
providing you with an session intimate
that will be long-lasting
or better yet infinite

with the candles lit
the wine poured upon your delicious
I have an appetite that is very suspicious
Wouldn’t you agree

After the way I’d
make your mind fantasize about
experiencing this with me

The Mena je trois of my smile
The upper and bottom lip
Keeping you on your toes
By the way I flicked your clit

MMMMmmm
Between your inner thighs
And sexy hips
I released my uninhibited aggressiveness

Making you moan
Making you drip
Making you grab hold of my head
After making your shadow sweat

Tag team style
like I’ve shown once before
the way I do how I do
after coming through your door

with that Palmer’s Cocoa Butter
Moisturizing Body Oil
seeping into your pores
at the same time I’d be

Creeping In-Between Your Walls

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Ice Before the Tea


From the corner of my immediate
I experienced the lust of your silhouette
you made my head sweat

I wanted to ask of it
then you expressed you had a man in it
which brought out the gentleman's respect
that's why I haven't approached you yet

I think of it
like in a movie
or clip on the internet
you removing your under nets
just so I can work my wonderpets

all ten of them
including the other two
that some stalk me to experience

scene still plays over in my mind
legs arms intertwined
the company name branded on your behind
why am I still here I think sometimes

is it I that desires the attempt
less the emotions expressed
or is it you that knows exactly
what I represent

you once said it yourself
that I am a prostitute or pimp
remember
however it was you that also
kept me out of the cold in December

leaving me with warm feelings
about across the street loving
suite 560 on the floor hugging

late afternoon sun down rubbing
hands to head in-between wanting
me to step up to the plate NY thugging

as I now submit my all to be called Charles
because with my life
up until now I was the only one in Charge

So in-conclusion I will ask you to forgive first, nicely
then continue to understand second, precisely
knowing that you are the honey in the sugar
that I've desired to sip with

Ice Before the Tea

Friday, January 26, 2007

Like Water for Chocolate



Many years ago there was a period of time that is often casually called "Medieval." It was a time, so the story tellers tell us, of tiny kingdoms, brave knights and ferocious dragons.

Transportation and travel were both crude and difficult, usually necessitating that each kingdom be as self sufficient and self reliant as possible. So it was very important that within each kingdom all the major crafts and professions of the day were ably represented to insure the survival of the kingdom. In the English language we still see remnants of some occupations in the familiar surnames such as Smith, Carpenter, Miller and Baker to name just a few.

Interestingly enough, beyond the specific title the vocation also took on its own greater personality. This personality preference can also give a broader understanding of the basic complementary style and types necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. Although the specific vocation influenced the name, it was no accident that certain personality types and styles gravitated to certain occupations. The personality of these jobs suited the inclinations of the job holders, and the predecessor to modern day job descriptions was born. The successful matching of a job-holder's personality to the personality and unique requirements of the job was necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. The successful kingdoms more than likely were able to blend the differences into a powerful and formidable entity. With today's diverse workforce, the corporate kingdom that acknowledges and nurtures these personality preferences could become an organization as successful as the Camelot of old.

Even though we now appear to have the freedom to explore many different career alternatives, we still have a medieval vocational personality within each of us. This personality, properly identified and understood, can motivate our success but, if ignored, may set the stage for our ultimate failure. Since times appeared to be simpler then, let us return to the kingdoms of medieval Europe and see what we would have done then, regardless of what our names are now.


Your distinct personality, The Black Knight, might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. Your overriding goal is to win. You approach each task or situation as a contest to be won strategically and efficiently. Because you can control your feelings, it is not unusual for you to charm, as well as successfully delegate tasks and responsibilities to the more emotional types. You are often concerned with what's in it for you. You seldom involve yourself in activities where you can not foresee a reward for your investment or effort. On the positive side, you can be analytically empathic and logically persuasive. On the negative side, you may be unemotionally manipulative as well as impulsive. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.

It's Just Not Fair....



At 1:24 P.M. I received a message from a woman that shared with me that she is not the one for me.

At the time I was listening to Mos Def’s The New Danger
Track number 11. The Close Edge, Thinking to myself I heard this song before, less the beats. He featured freestyle of this same song on the Dave Chapelle Show.. Remember him flowing in the car, and Dave Chapelle had that stupid, I am hip look on his face.

And why am I calling him by his first and last name, LOL. Dave, I guess wouldn’t be Dave Chapelle if he’s not referred to as his stage name, or names.

Okay, back to this female…she inspired me to flow to the beat…something sincere and discrete a little tart a little sweet.

From the first time our eyes met
The silhouette of this 8 by 11
I figured it wouldn’t take me too long
To introduce her to the 2 double 0 seven

Keeping the Mack in the Truck
Because for real
I knew that I would have this woman stuck
If I chose to hang out with her
Which was just my luck

Together we laughed initially
Until her iris started hitting me
Interracially
I was less than hating me

Because I knew what I knew
Which turned out to be true
Damn relationship – relationship
Held me back from getting on my groove

I played to win just to lose
Pulling all out the bag
Which only confused the IQ
And the Order of this Lawyer

A Lawyer, Yeap
Almost had a chance to get in
And put that on my resume
After I Tom Sawyered her Huckleberry Finn


I mean I did what I did
Do what I do
Nothing old nothing new
Just multiplied 1 by 2

And the result was a week later
With her kissing me on my lips
In a black club 12/31/06

Now I just knew if I just allow it
I would let my inner demon
Do something conditional about it
So my own judgment would not be clouded

One Red Stripe Two Red Stripe
Three Red Stripe Four
All I am thinking about
Is her panties and knees on the floor

I even got her muthaphuckin door to the car
You see I do be willing to go that far
Sometimes
Just for a bite of that Klondite Bar

To be continued

Friday, January 12, 2007

This Aint Just Text


I've crossed the t's
dotted the I's
just so I could pass by
On the fly
due to the tears uncried,
instilled the opposite of lullaby's
just music about how to survive
and how to deal with strife
self labeled Llord Trife
which defines 5 percent of my life
the mental destruction
piercing the world like a spike
and that's my word
to the first eye
and that situation on stand by
Reality one way one face one spine
the backbone the gut the rut
the way out hard cold confident
and bold my walk my strut
until the thought hits me next
expressing this real cause

This Aint Just Text

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Where Do I End












The things that makes up, the who of him,
from birth to now,
from now to the end,
his smiles are for real
as on his face his brow
a frown hardly bends,
from in front of the earth
he stood looking to the sun,
for the warmth he needed
when it was cold outside,
understanding that the state of the mind
starts with the belief,
of how you allow yourself to feel
comfortable is he who allows him,
as it is him who strives to provide comfort
to the ones He loves the most,
realizing each day as a blessing
to transmit beautiful words within it,
My Bible, My Koran, My words, My story
as (A)ll of (H)is (K)nowledge (M)akes (E)veryone
(L)isten, to a (P)rophet of (H)igher (A)uthority
(R)ighteously (O)rating (D)ivinity,
Equaling Universal Wisdom Born in Him,
as He is and will forever be
a child of GOD named

AHKMEL PHAROD