Monday, December 20, 2010

Mirage

Wat is it when wats in the mirror is unfamiliar
A sign of declining eyes screamin for you to heal em
A broken mind havin trouble believin
Or the truth steppin out of concealment
After doin hard time, perhaps a decade plus
Is it returnin to fill in the space success ain't take up
I'm a leader, but to society's rules, I did plenty of following
Wit sights tainted by failures n contradicting philosophies
Constantly havin me mixed about who I should be...
I wanted to prove chivalry survived amidst the game love became
N now I don't kno wat should change
My direction?
Which side Im restin?
Im aware theres no room for handlin of the heart gone senseless
In the hour n minute hands that caress our existence
Where I'm the sore thumb, standin out
Waitin for a remedied kiss of identity from circumstance's mouth

KG
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

the shake off

Can't curse the mirror for the reflection its revealin

It's not the fault of the echoing glass for the image appearin

For whatever problem there is wit wat you're seein

Is a sign that wats on the inside of you n outside of you are disagreein

I heard before the heart n mind speak different languages

One is wrong, one is right-- sometimes its hard to say which is which

Like doin the wrong thing, tho its feelin right

Or when you're ready to give in, but stay in and fight

And when your mission to stand out is accomplished

But you step in your cold-shouldered solitude thinkin 'i aint want this'

Wit half-way scaled mountains of dreams in your squinted vision

That makes your escape from reality a prison

I'm confined by my own ambitions, not as a form of discipline

But a recess in a world more believable than this one is

Where my identity is whatever craving inhabit my genius

Regardless the 6 foot perplexity the mirror has me seein

KG
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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

I mean--

In your dictionary, wats my definition
Sometimes i wonder if its there, or if its gone missin
Held hostage by a heartbroken history
At the ransom of your misery
At times distortin the joy you be envisioning
N rearranging the words my words when youre istening
To trick you into believin this isnt me
That Im jus another one of those thiefs
Who scratched the pain on the beliefs
The pages you tore out n trashed cuz to erase em or keep em
Made you sad, discouraged you to understand
I wanna be the hero of your heart, not jus your man
Tho im feelin like a villain out to prove my guiltlessness
While Im starin at this blank space, knowin you will fill it in
Dwellin in your affections' dictionary, I kno where I am
But does my meaning take up a page or jus a paragraph-- KG
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Friday, August 6, 2010

wildfire

The flames galloped wit a quick sprint
Leavin nothin in its shadow but imprints
Makin ashes of everything in me that didn't fit
N dazzlin all that is significant
Like the style of my love, a signature in cursive
Vindicated on the hearts, some souls who've earned it
To preserve them from this scaldin marchin
These adverse times have brought upon me
Without warning... made my vision smokey
This rollin fog shows the unknowing me
Maybe holds who I'm supposed to be
Standin in this glowin heat
Heroically embracing this destruction in me
To save my faith hope n love from ending
Because when the steam from the embers is done ascending
I wont be who I was in the beginning--

KG

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Saturday, July 24, 2010

cannons and carnations

If asked I wont shy away
They can take their shots-- it wont die away
I'll take the blows, still look em right in the face
N speak wat I have the right to say
Such a delightful phrase, this three-petal rose
Many attest to know, but never get to hold
Because they wont let it grow in their garden, hardened wit
Soil soaked wit pride, seeds of fraudulence
In a deceitful harvest that'll bear bitter blossoms
Clever corsages, not this boastful bouquet
Sprinkled wit aromatic affections most wouldn't say
But she has this alluring way, wit her commanding eyes
And magic smile that makes everyday Valentine's
I've grown bulletproof to the taunting, I let nothin through
So I can speak it wit courage n purpose, because its true
The claim I've made infinite times, plus two
Holdin the flowers like a mic-- I hope you hear me: I love you

KG

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Monday, July 19, 2010

frontline of aspiration

I’m jus a warrior searchin for his battlefield

Covered in wounds of failure that havent healed

Each chance taken graduated to a scar

Those mighty matches n crucial clashes, numerous and far

From ground zero of my soul n through the stars

Left lacerations from miscalculations

N gashes made from my needy hand negated

I prowl wit closed fists n a bare imagination

Sharpened by faith n hope for my next engagement

Wit decisions difficult to make when

I carry my morals wit a mind corrupted

Wit hardships that mute my opportunity’s thumpin

That doesn’t amplify the tune of my heart but muffles it

In a world im stuck purposeless in, my fuse a retracting string

Curving down wat I hope is the path for me

That ends at my desire, somewhere outside reality
 
KG