A Months Time

A Months Time

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I wondered what your excuse would be...
It's been at least a month since you've talked to me
Not a single text , no phone calls , emails, visits, Facebook or Skype calls
Which for a woman who just proclaimed her love proves quite odd
I refuse to break this eery silence once again in order to save "us"
Us...whatever that is...
This situationship is more work than the slightly more committed thing we seem to avoid..
Sometimes I feel we are both guilty of treating these things called hearts as playful little toys
Anyways...
I as always...reached to you week 2, with a simple text
It read "2 weeks huh"....
Feeling dumb , with no reply I called that evening which you would say you'd call back
I waited for that...do you know I wait for no one, that I'm long passed chasing for the fun?
I'm sure you know I'd rather play that Russian game with the gun...Oo yea.. roulette
Week 3 came and foolishly I visit
At work none the less
Where you live, where you stay, where you stress...
So when I enter seeing your beauty, I suddenly have nothing to say...
So what comes out is "hey"
As you ask me what's up I snap back instantly!
What the hell is going on!?, are you ignoring me !? Is this over, are you done??
Because if so ...I'd just like to know
I'd like to know how is it you say first I love you but clearly it is I who shows
You tell me no, "I've been busy, and working"
And everything in me immediately says "that's ALL you have to say!? "
My anger and pain says "Fuck you!"
In my head of course
What really came out was, "ok"
"You can call me when you're free"...
I constantly keep running and running fast
To chase your ass, texting you first, calling you first, finding you first!
Ignoring the thirst until finally my brain and my heart coincide to say At last! You get it...
You questioned my ability to love you properly
Yet you not once chased me and could not once compromise.
I never asked for much, just effort
Effort even through my early lies
Since it didn't lead to our demise
I vowed to fight through your steal pride
The same pride that denies me
The same pride that loses me
Finding love in you, was easy
Easy enough for me to consistently think of you
Each and every day
Thinking would I see you today, would you let me have my way
I love it because I knew it was no.
It was easy enough to call you midday Monday through Friday in the middle of my work day, just to converse for few minutes.
Happiness was easy because your voice did it.
Easy enough to send good morning text or hey, hellos, every couple days in the inconsistent distance that followed our sexual encounters
The complications of this situationship
And in just over a year all the shit we've been through
Somehow through many, down to a few, then simply it became JUST you...
So interestingly enough through juggling a business, 2 jobs, fucked up family dilemmas,  unnecessary drama, life, I tripped into your arms and fell in your love trap
I GUESS you were just too fucking "busy"...to love back.

By: Taidon Speaks

TruthBeTuesdays #1 (Her Words)

#TruthBeTuesdays

Her word play stays on my brain bout as permanent as my name, that twist you feel in your chest as your deepest pain...that’s how she grips my chest. How I let you free to roam amongst the rest... my test...move forward knowing he stole the best. I’m saying I thought about you today, and yesterday, when I wake and when I lay...shit you still got it babe.  My inspiration into these stanzas that used to coincide with your rhymes and remedy, way back with you and me our poems served as the worlds interrogation. Regulations to the drama, you were daughter to my mama and beyond all my right hand, my Bonnie, my partner.  But just reflections...photographs...and now that it’s free back to my protection, They say the color for coward is yellow...man you know I hate yellow, but it was yellow how I just went and let go...so...hello...just in case you see it...hello....hello...

By: Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.
Taidon aka Definition Of Nice

Who Is She?

I miss you baby, my sweet Sadie, you've been all around the world.
You've been one bad girl, sweet though, with that deceitful smile.
All the while, I have been loyal to your cause.
With your actions I've lost, and others gained.
Hard to be mad since you've turned me from a lame, onto a relationship with destiny. 
Yet fucking my enemies, skillfully keeping me blind. 
Your skeletons I'm not meant to find, but the truth I have derived.
From there, I had to expose.
To every man and every girl, given a side you never chose.
I turned my experience to lessons, so many say I'm a blessing.
But you...I still fucking love you.
This love hate, irrate, beloved, twisted cycle.
I'd call you crazy, but then you'd be the universal psycho.
Why can I never just get the best without the worst!?
I guess since birth we are told there must be balance.
The challenge is change. And change is constant.
Should have listened to the warnings from my mama.
A bitch you are but I miss you Karma.

By: Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.
Taidon aka Definition Of Nice

True Verse

Too bad you weren't here to see

Too bad you weren't there to hear

The stanzas recited from my mouth to a overfilled crowd

Were the words of truth gliding across the room

Freed from its tomb within,

To reiterate I am unsure where to begin...

Should I start where I recognized your ambition

How it turned all 1000 gears in my body like a key in the ignition

Can I start my story where I reunited with the missing piece

Of me...where we completed a perfect scene

After unknown gaps of time, we linked old yesterdays with new tomorrows

Spilling rhymes together that collaborated into a vision.

Too bad life is an intervention

Too bad you felt I never paid attention

The stanzas flowing from my brain were hard to swim in

A room that tried to hear them suddenly became muddled

Only you would understand,

Truth is you filled the piece to see my inner Man.

Amazed at how much dedication given by you

How much evolution of my gifts forced by you

You are truth

I could easily start the story in midst of my denial

Your love vs. The state of my Emotions

I stand trial

Crime committed: Neglection

Failure to acknowledge the detection of loneliness

Failure to make progress in watering our seed

So instead of blossoming we digress

Alone you bleed from the same love that let you undress

Became your stress...

Too bad I didn't let you know earlier

Too bad I wasn't there so you could be when it mattered

Because the stanzas spilling from my lips were gold

The dreams of possibilities of growing old...together

Scary thoughts of the million word story I can tell with four letters

I guess I’ll start my story when you are ready to hear

The truth that I know you inside first, and outside bare

I see the pain I left that another mends

But don’t you dare speak the words ‘I don’t care’

If I lose the trial against your love then eternity I still have to try again

And again and again till you accept my appeal

Friends forever was predetermined

Since 6 when eyes met and God pressed begin

And again...at the beginning of new life we proved this real

Your heart is not mines to steal, but still I would like to openly say to you

I love you...not you, but You. 

The tears falling inside because pride does not permit

The smiles to self humor you find in people living life what they think to themselves

The happiness you gain with the discovery of a new dish

The food creations you formulate form your shelves

The satisfaction and sexiness you get when you talk that ish...

Then proceeding to prove, secretly hoping to be challenged and overpowered

Your care and flaunting of your body, outshining any diamond

Who knew playing with those dandelions would grow you to a beautiful flower

Too bad you do not know this,

Too bad I opened a wound

Too bad he is there to fix it.

The stanzas I just wrote were just a reflection of my dues.

Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.

Definition Of Nice

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

X's And O's (Part 1 Free Write)

So many times I brought roses, 

In support of girls who I gave my heart to hold. 

Foolish to send the emails that broke my feelings into rhythmic detail. 

Mr. warm body now an interlude to a cold day in hell, there’s a reason hearts yell... but mouths never tell. 

Toast to the One who made me believe, and two times for the eX who found me. Third is a charm, so when you take my arm it is with the power of God we brave these storms. 

It is with his grace we enjoy the sunshine, dance in the rain, and in vein scream each other’s names with smiles so benign. 

You see, it should have been She... 

but She closed the blinds on my world, I could not see, blinded, 

Till you guided me with your heartbeat...crossed the bridge, and gave me reason to see. Baby...I will not release the words that has so long cursed me...but I will in every way say 

143.

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

Lost

What goes around comes around 
Pain is inevitable, happiness new found
But profound...
Amazing the person we see
Is never quite thorough to the person we wish to be...
 
Am I lost? Or losing myself
Coming or going? As a wise woman said
My personality is a stealth 
Cruising below societies radar
Using me, myself and I as a triple decoy
Coy it is to shut you out 
Utterly living quite alone...body and soul

Who I am?
Most will never know
Exposed in 10 different faces
But my mind never shows
Respect to the Gemini
With the many eyes he receives
From the stares of being a multi facetious being
Two fascism confused quite commonly
But who is God among society to judge me

Lost I am within my on stealth
Is this how celebs occur wealth?
So lost at who they began as
Masked acting as different characters
Each a mile wide from the last...
I envy my past...it holds Me
Through growth, innocence, and maturity
Sad to think my presence leaves no trace
Erased...no just lost in a future portrait of Me
Amazing the person I see
Is not quite thorough to the person I wished to be...

By: Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.

Definition Of Nice

Thanks For Giving

The homeless asking you to spare All year
As you say no with petty lies
And they stare in despair from where they lie
Thanks for giving

Listen in the wind and hear baby cries
As all around the globe children die
Hunger, starvation when you were too lazy for a can drive
Thanks for giving

Government for the land of the free, so proud to be
As your millions eat with no heat
And those who eat luckier than the many drowning in poverty
Thanks for giving

Fighting a war with no cause
Because officials greed without the thought of a child's need
The clause? Fatherless children, and holidays spent to grieve
Thanks for giving

The girl you seen always picked on
When you looked on, with the power to stop
Stop the hate, doing what's right, instead she found a knife
Thanks for giving

The younger sibling that begged to be around you
You called a nag and told to shoo
Finding the wrong crowd, wandering the streets with nothing to do
Thanks for giving

We take and take all year round
Constantly doing what is only in progression for you
If only you knew what comes with holiday, the truth
Thanksgiving...

Instead of finding reasons for thanks
Be the reason others are blessed
You are rewarded most when thinking of 'the rest'
Thanks for giving

Whatever your contribution
Be the reason
Time,hope, money, motivation
In ALL seasons...
Let someone say...Thanks for giving

By: Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.
Definition Of Nice