Flow

I feel...so I write...in fact I vibe

To the strings of my emotions

Intact with the rhythmic motions

I call it my poetic ocean

Ironic I broke with a girl resembling Ms. Ambrosius

Only to become lost with a love I came to loathe

Maybe Natalie Stewart can help, is she who I should seek?

I befriended her clone and again broke... when with her I should be

How I see, I have lost my flow, and the shade from my tree

How can the poetic be floetic when I have broke my personal Floetry?

The mistakes lie in the past, where the truth isn't, and apology is the absentee

Is Ms. Badu’s words true? Because I believe it’s she who should call me

Amazing what we come to unwind in time

About who we are, who we grow into, the motivations and inspirations

My dedication to these assembly of rhymes is for you

And you...and you...and yes you,

For the many I have parted and the few who hold a piece

A piece of the heart that bleeds with the emotion

The potion is your tears, and mines

The lessons we learned, that have become my light

I feel...so I write...In fact I vibe

With life

Everything and where we are is for a reason they say...

So apart is where we should stay

Right?

Tyrone Alcorn Jr.

Definition Of Nice

Man-less Fathers

In 2013, I feel shame that my sisters straight attracted to a brother because at nearly 23 I am kid-free...
As in it comes at no shock I keep it old school, I am no fool.  
I keeps it tight hat on straight all night. With a business plan and a limitless ambition I am a black male on a mission.  
M.O.B! and no disrespect to the ladies, but the phrase is in reference to the realization that I’m working like a dog. Obedient to my goals and keeping One man as owner, God, my best friend.  
Fresh as my wingman and never less than perfect with the set up...Fed up these ladies are with the same, till I give them my usual name, and conversations that spark their brain, and give the heart a change.  
You want to feel me, but afraid of another, fear that I’ll be every other brother.  Giving out a taste of young wisdom in poetic terms, metaphors skim light like the epiderm...is it fair that you ask to stroke my ego as my equal, when I’d rather stroke your mind till your lips queef...words of disbelief...
In the recognition of your lonesome, you want me wholesome.  
In a high tone you scream you want to hold my life seed and I took heed to my mamas word.  These females leave you stuck like mud. Beauty is a blinder and lust is like opium in bud.  
Ironically I don’t do drugs, and though my hands dirty I stay fresh as a stud.  
It is not my due blessing to get caught in that cycle, Never blinded by the beautiful psychos, a good shot at life so never misfiring the rifle.  
It seems I'm trying to teach, they yell preach! but why bother? 
In a lesson so many have forgotten, 
[I need to become a Man before I ever become a father.] 

Ty The DON.

Sunshine

Dear Sunshine,

Good morning...ever so beautiful you are...Raising I the moonlight, showing stars the way...Together we rule this world with space and time...Forever...We are...for without you...I simply am not...and without me...this world will forever live the darkest nights...Oceans flooding its beauties we once called paradise...Cold it is in my own dark abyss...You are my warmth and comfort that I may relay...the right for our bond was instilled since the beginning of time...So I set as you rise...Kissing briefly at the birth of dawn...I bid to you...Good morning Sunshine.

-Your Moonlight

Tyrone Alcorn, Jr
Definition Of Nice

Dark Chocolate

My black beauty
Dark chocolate truffle I call her
Filling unknown.
Your truancy is my falter and I ..
Could never diet when we are alone.


See you...you are a skaters rink
The fat boys cake
The alcoholics drink
And the antonym of fake...
I'm inclined to think our encounter was fate.


Staring you down, but respecting your temple
Our engagement is strictly mental
And you...enlarge my lymph nodes
Sick I am with over indulgence of your black tones.


Sweet I say.
Craving to have a taste if I may.


Strawberries, oranges, grapes, divine fruits
On their ripest day, couldn't taste as sweet as you
Between the largest palm trees
The breeze couldn't blow cooler than you


And you...


Take me to new heights
Higher than the stars on cloudless nights
Grasping my heart with divine might!


Body of a goddess, I see no blasphemy
While infatuated with you, you lust for me
Lips dripping with curiosity
The integrity of a man you long seek
So for me? You wish to see


I aim to be everything you dream in your sleep
And when you wake, much more
I might not be what you need
But I AM what you been looking for


Sign me up for the season
I'm not just playing for the score
But I go hard and give plenty reason
Like a biggest fan to scream more, more!


This is just my foresight
Premonitions from a fantasy
If only I may try
I'd pay by giving all of me.


Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.
Definition Of Nice

No Tears

You left me
Alone.
With no guide to steer
You left.
My life stayed in parked
No force strong enough to put it in gear
No return.
Your candlelight has blown out
So why does my heart burn
Your memories hold heavy like lead
But I have no tears to shed

Much you said in a lifetime
Twice you’ve felt
But time has reduced you to half
Because of your numbness we share no laughs
No words
Speak not cause I can hear you
Though I never heard since a kid
The words "I love you" I beg to hear again
Though I never will
Too late, no time, no warning, too ill
I accept your dead
But I have no tears to shed.


*Dedicated*


Definition Of Nice (Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.)

Mama Oh Mama

Mama oh mama

What’s with all the drama

all the chaos and destruction

the kingdom we built now regressed to nothin

Mama oh mama

why you put up with him

The n**ga cheating telling you lies

and everyday you always cry

Mama oh mama

what happen to family

My brothers, my sisters

My aunties, My uncles

Mama oh mama

Why is the world crooked

filled with murderers, drugs

rapist and thugs

Mama oh mama

why can't the world be more like you

Strong black woman who takes

nothing but utmost respect

Mama oh mama

can't you see

this world is not ready

for a woman as confident as you

Mama oh mama

the world doesn’t judge with character

they judge with color

and outside posture

Mama oh mama

I want to be saved

saved from the life

of this damned Earth

Mama oh mama

how do you do it?

that invisible force within

To survive this world filled with sin

Mama oh mama

you showed me a way

a way other than the path set

of who I am expected to be

Mama oh mama

thank you for saving me

I am now free from the unthoughtful

dreaded nightmare of being Everyone else.

D.O.N.

Definition Of Nice