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Thursday, August 27, 2009

In Her Sleep

she talks in her sleep,
lulled into a subconcious world
having a conversation with her dreams...
she speaks of white picket fantasies,
the humble life of togetherness
created by the beginnings of love...
and of course she says she loves him,
her soul deeply rooted and drenched in a existence
sweetly sprinkled with raptures
that her reality doesn't know of...
and although she's oblivious to these ramblings of desire,
her spirit knows that when the sleeping is over
she will hope it'll find its own way
to a wide awake heart.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq, 2009.

Monday, August 24, 2009

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I stare at the liquid hues of a beautiful dream
wishing that I could jump in to absorb
but you increase the level of my restraint
as my affection seems to go unnoticed
uncared for and abandoned
and I'm scared I'll drown into a false sense of security...
I dip the toes in, stirring the mere surface of it all
feeling so warm and inviting,
but you float away and I look away
staying dry in denial until the tears drop into the shallowness
rippling the waves of my heartache...
so for now, I keep my eyes on the lovely deep end
hoping that I'll be swimming soon...

(c) Pryncess Poetiq, 2009.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Moonlit Observation

Such luck when the moon enters the room
just as you remove your shirt
it illuminates the glory of honeyed melanin
electrifying the rush of my heartbeat...
then the craving begins for me to touch this wondrous skin
and let the soft warmth lull my traveling fingers
my lips and tongue will take the same journey
then caress the intricate kink of your hair...
but...
instead I vow to celebrate the happenstance for a while
a moment in time that will never be the beautiful same again.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2009.

Ode To Newness

I humbly thank the moon for imitating the brightness in his eyes
and many complements to the many many stars
as they are equal
to the endless times our lips have touched…
yeah, I’m all absorbed in
the syrup of bliss
and you’d think I’m done,
but wait
just wait
until sunrise…

© Pryncess Poetiq 2009.

Spoken Word: Saul Williams, "Amethyst Rocks"

This is from the movie, "Slam".

Unsung

THERE IS A REMEMBRANCE OF THE GREATEST SONG…

MY HAIR DANCED TO THE TUNE OF WIND

AND I SMILED WITH HIGH CHEEKS,

GAZING AT YOU.

NEVER DID I KNOW SUCH BEAUTY

COULD COME FROM MAN

YOUR SKIN

EYES AND MOUTH SUNG THE SAME MELODY,

HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU WERE…

HOW LUCKY I WAS,

TO POSSESS THE SWEETEST SYMPHONY OF ALL

HARMONIZED AND COLORFUL…

EVEN STANDING STILL

WE MOVED TO THE MUSIC OF OUR LOVE

EACH NOTE BLESSED WITH THE PASSION OF KISS.

SO NEVER EVER DID I THINK

WE WOULD ONLY BE A REMEMBRANCE

OR

JUST A BROKEN RECORD…


© PRYNCESS POETIQ, 2009.

Pink Housecoats and Ice Cream

Submerging myself in dim silence and a composition tablet
I try to think of a metaphoric idea to use for the sound
of my heartbreak,
I'm thinking I could use 'burst', 'crack' or 'crash'
really, it is as silent as it happened in the first place...
and I didn't even see it coming,
maybe it happened in the nap I took
'cause once upon a few hours ago, I was alright
silently pretending I didn't care
and I was better than what some guy did...
but now I feel like those girls
with their pink housecoats and ice cream
puffy red eyes glued to a sad chick flick
yes, I 'boo-hoo' in the same boat...
uneasiness coats my skin,
wanting my chest to liberate the love anxiety
that intoxicates my soul,
drunken lies influence their way into my head
and sways me into thinking I'll never love again...
then writer's block tells me to put the damn pen down
but not before writing a small list
consisting of pink terrycloth, a sad movie and a tub of butter pecan...

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2006.

Hopeful Romantiq

I confess!
I have bubble gum dreams of walks in the rain
and my poetry speaks with cupid's arrow in her back,
I wish for a Shakespearean love story with no tragedy
feel giddy about relationships I'm not even in
and go around with a smile that only people in love should possess...
call me dreamer
call me hopeless
but I'm a hopeful romantiq!
and yes with a 'q' because it's unique like the feeling
I suddenly get
when my eyes meet you...

(c)Pryncess Poetiq 2007.

Spoken Word: Jill Scott, "The Thickness"

Morning Sun

Sun in my eyes,
you on my brain
so close even while in the distance,

I want to touch you
feel you next to me
now you feel like you're not in existence.

But I keep dreaming you are here
colors vivid and true
you held my hips and stood beyond my eyes,

We loved so hard
blending a reality of us
then the reality of the morning sun would rise.

Where is your smile
hands and warmth that soothed me
embraced me in the eyes of moonlight?

Where is your voice
your laughter, your sweet conversations
that gave me tranquility every night?

I look forward to sleep
we'll love again
but it's too short it seems,

The morning sun has risen
and so has the pain of knowing
I can only find you in my dreams...

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2007.

The silence...

...anytime there's silence, I worry
that screams and angered bumps in the night
will soon again coat my ears
and again dilute the shallow waters of my sanity
again and again...
my tears are stubborn to join the madness
but inside I am no better than the noise
because from my soul, I cry hard for peace
until something wonderful surfaces wet upon my cheeks
for happiness and happiness only.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2009.

Living Beauty

The root of your love
lies deep inside you
and it surfaces on the calm waters of us,
our kisses become natural occurrences
my heart is undressed like rose petals
falling gracefully onto your soul...
still, we bloom into a concious focus.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2007.

Chocolate Mocha Caramel

Your brown skin
forces me to
flirt with lust
& your voice
covers as medicine
for my mentality
yet it still
drives me crazy,
my eyes
dialate within
the hue
of your texture
& it sparkles
my attention
to you
close to me,
it is defined
under the moisture
from my lips
then supplies
your every want,
the definition of sexy
understates
my thoughts of you
as they go around
in a sensual whirlwind,
multitasking into
forbidden dreams
and all I can
think about is
chocolate skin
mocha eyes
and caramel lips
all over
my senses...

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2007.

The Flight of My Dreams

He will love my mind...
his stare will weave through my psyche
gazing upon my future
& will gaze carefully into my intellect,
he will take pride in my thinking
smile at my dreams
understand my desires,
& through his collaborating thoughts lacing between mine,
he will find the hard pain
washing the solid residue of my anguishes,
he will cleanse
purify...
my mind
& my body...
he will respect
honor
& appreciate it,
alleviating it from the soreness & tensions with his hands
& his lips...
with each kiss he will enjoy the journey to my curvatures
complement my thickness with the quickness
& uninhibitedly adore
my body
& soul
with his love
he will pump spirit and bleed out the sorrows
awakening the core of my essence
& we will both be spirited
and be the rulers of our happiness
bound with the bliss of our togetherness
he will treasure
cherish
my soul.
so in the flight of my dreams
of my black king
he will love my
mind
body
& soul 2gether
in perfect harmonies &
synchrony
wherever
he
may
be.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2004.

The Fray

We are fading into an invisible
that we somehow can see so plain,
but we do nothing,
feeling the unbelievable pull of our existence
fraying ever so quickly until
theres only one raggedy string of ourselves left.
if there was one last droplet of love
to oil the rusty tattered of we
maybe all will not be lost,
but all I'm doing is just giving in to a ridiculous hope
for a chance...at a second chance...

(c) Pryncess Poetiq 2009.

Distant Devotion (Collaboration)

A secret lingers of three lovely words
hidden away in the lock of my heart
summer's breath hits my skin and I smile
comparing the tranquilty to your kiss...
and the key starts to turn,
gaining strength and vigor the more it seems like you are here...
but I wonder how far love goes from mile to mile to mile
foolishly scared to give my all to you
questioning if you have already recieved it...
 
And my response is that I did
I just wanted to leave it sealed
Because I never want to take your love for granted
Or expose it to any damage
So I’ll keep it close to me, an extension of who I am
Yet a constant reminder of who I still strive to be
Because you push me to new heights
Opened my eyes to new sights
So if you question whether you can share that secret
Look into my soul, there’s the key, now bequeath it

(c) Pryncess Poetiq, Dwayne A. Perry, 2009.

*This is a collaboration between myself and my twitter friend @Antwoinne. I hope that you all enjoyed, and I hope that those of you who have a twitter account follow him because he's a very nice guy, and his music is hot, so check him out!

Death By Kiss

my breathing shallows between the dance of our tongues
and soon everything will gracefully fade to black,
you have the ultimate kiss of death
and i have died a thousand times
to ressurect in the warmth of your arms...
and when the truest of my demise comes along
I hope that it ends with the rich intertwining
of your lips...

pryncess poetiq. 2009.

Forever In A Day

i miss you.
being apart from you tugs at the empty of my stomach
only losing the war when i can finally look deeply into your eyes...
why would i feel this way
if i didn't already fall for you
hoping to land comfortably and content in your embrace?
my mind constantly chooses to play tricks
and suddenly you appear with an irresistible smile and promising lips
daring to be kissed...
but you're just a beautiful transparency
as soon as i move to touch,
you go straight through me
then I'm left with the same lonely thoughts again...
but i digress, and i sigh, and i wait.
suffering through only a day
missing you like its forever.

Pryncess Poetiq (c) 2009.