#WriteOrDie…. The Movement Begins

#WriteOrDie

For those following me on Twitter….. whenever I am posting my literary endeavors I always tag it with #WriteOrDie hashmark.

Just for clarification ..this is not me making some lame attempt to create a trending topic… this is bigger than that…

This is one man’s goal to bring literacy back to our youth.

THIS IS A MOVEMENT

For a while now our youth have fallen through the cracks of the education systems… with No Child Left Behind still plaguing us long after the Bush years.. and into Year One Obama.. we need to bring back the importance of reading..writing.. the arts back into the forefront of our children’s eyes and minds. Stop them from idolizing rappers and singers who can not even comprehend themselves.. and make it easily available for our kids do so for themselves.

So please join me… so that my future children don’t have to live in a world of mediocrity.

Practice Makes Perfect

Practice Makes Perfect

take a second…
settle down for a moment
and allow this feeling to breath

inhaling
& exhaling
insurmountable ecstasy

moving intangibly
as we see
just where we need to be

never forgoing
the minor details
taking proper procedures to achieve

an unbelievable amount
of effort pushing us past
the limits of sexual proficiency

our souls
they seem to be…
meticulously aligned

similar to the arch
of your back as I approach you
from behind

there is divinity
in our movement
and our passion is sublime

I guess
practice does make perfect
wasting not a inkling

… of time

written by 
.KING 3-5-7.®©™ 
Diesel From Tha D Inc © 2012

Cruel Illusion

Cruel Illusion

tormented facades
plague my consciousness
leaving my mental well being
in total upheaval

inebriated nights
turn into intoxicated weekends
lost inside a blurry void
where nothing seeps in

divested from reality
my ego has grown ill
artificially maniacal
irregular rationale

discombobulated entirely
incapable of receiving
this love you give…
label me Tin Man

a shell without a heart
rusted over sentiments
with no working
or moving parts

transformed from a man
& downgraded into to a heathen
trapped inside Oz
a zone that you can not be in

…so get lost!!

no chance for romance
left nonexistence
in the after thought
of my thoughts

where the remnants of love
are cruel and painful
aren’t worth the cost

written by
.Mase Da Rula.®©™
Diesel From Tha D Inc

Cold World

Cold World

living in a world so cold
the icy predicaments
changing all possible variables
of what we called existence

negative degree temperatures
rage tremendously on my mind
my frostbitten intellect hardly recollects
any memory of the passage of time

everything seemingly pale
as the ice entombs all
in it bitterly cold prison
I wonder….. is this living?

gritting and baring through the elements
as they pierce through frigid flesh
like spikes on harden soil
blood turning hues..a beautiful shade of blue

as my mind loses stability
forgetting all traces of you
you..the ice hurricane
flash freezing my heart

guess love doesn’t exist
in a world that was cold
from the start

written by
.Mase Da Rula.®©™
Diesel From Tha D Inc

Forbidden Wants

Forbidden Wants

With serpentine eyes
I surmise… 
to make you mines
for longer than just tonight
but for all-time

I see you…
over there with your long flowing hair
a body that’s unique
with a demeanor  you can not compare
there’s just one problem though

your heart & mind belong elsewhere

like an imperfect stairwell
I climb & climb without a farewell
…to this pain
latched onto my soul
& embedded in my brain

*takes sip of drink*

As I drown my worries
in this liquid insanity
allowing the vanity of my ego
& the vanity of you
to get the upper hand of me

I outlandishly forego my reservations
& move forward mannishly
I want you
not just you in pieces
but everything in its entirety

my lady…
just erased him from existence
& bask in my ambiance
I promise I’ll give you
what you been missing

baby… come fuse with me
and forget about what’s done usually
cause I intuitively know
what needed to get
the job done fluidly

completed with no defections
within a degree of perfection
this done in the affirmative
if only you grant me this blessing

written by
.Mase Da Rula.
Diesel From Tha D Publishings Inc.

Prelude to A Kiss

Prelude to A Kiss

with no hesitation
here I am elated
presenting myself wholeheartedly
for you to love

I’m just one man…
one man in earnest
just trying to see what’s up
with you..

figuring out if these emotions
can ever be as true
presently as I am
in efforts to convince you

I ask…

let this romance
quantum leap into existing…
where in parallel universes
life wouldn’t be as interesting

where your heart & mine
intertwine…
our love stitched delicately woven
like the strings of fate

I feel as
if our destiny
shouldn’t have to wait
and me & you escape…

allowing my kiss
to decipher love’s inscription
tattooed upon
your love gate

allowing this bliss
to grow at a expedient pace
sprawling out wildly
like vines in a vineyard

how the seedlings of amour
sprout out reminiscent of your gorgeous visage
I’m obliged to acknowledge
such wonders as if it were my job

so let me clock in
and perform said duty
as the wages of love last forever
this wealth spent over a lifetime… beautifully

written by
.Mase Da Rula.
Diesel From Tha D Publishings Inc.

No Air

 

(Poetic Collaboration between .Mase Da Rula. & Isis Sun)

.Mase Da Rula.

patiently pacing round
putrid proven paths
perceiving

pondering plentiful
pragmatic permutations
perversely

…thinking…

I….
must be afflicted
with a curse

torturous terror
torments torridly
thrashing & trashing
terrible thoughts
deep into my soul

breath lost

\./~Baby~\./

no air
has filled these lungs
since your existence
came to cessation

left without my crutch
cause nobody can replace ya

love’s livid life
left lorn
lost
long gone

what am I
to do
/…..?…..\

I’m like a bird
with no song

like a fish
and no water

like a father
with no daughter

led like a lamb
to a sacrificial slaughter

death seems minuscule
to the feelings I feel now

[.-.]tell me[.-.]

how am I suppose
to breathe with no air?

claustrophobic catastrophes
cleansing & ceasing my
calm collective

eradicating erroneously
each and everything
…I…
elastically envelope
dearly

…sincerely…

I am nothing without you

 Isis sun

cold clammy conscience
created consant complexities
corrupting

true tenacious tendencies
taunting traumatically
like thorns trapped tangibly

…sinking…
shipwrecked solitude
has chastised me from

\*your love*/

persecuted passion
pacing & promoting
pain’s propoganda
forcing false judgement calls

I fall…lifeless…

<<…breathless…>>

…Still…
love’s air
deserted spaces we
used to occupy-
no signs we’d rectify

when it seems we both desire
a sensual fire rekindled
solare flares of sweet seduction
imbue our inner core

and I need for you even
//*more*\\

marginated moments
manifested methodically
manipulate memories

…and…

I can’t forget
about
((~you~))

I’m like a book
with no cover

like a plant
with no sunlight

like a scholar
with no insight

disentegrating slowly
like a nubian star
lost in Ngame’s deep night

losing you has no place
in the love that defined
—>us<—

bountiful burdens
besiege broken
borders by
bullous beguilement

arresting all amorous
actions I attempted
to accurately apply
…affectionately…

~~I~~

….have nothing without you…

  .Mase Da Rula.

\ .and./

with nothing
who can I be?

…just a…

mindless mortal
morbidly meddling
modishly

lost within
love’s
odyssey

{~honestly~}

how am I
to survive
this oddity?

left blank
like unused scrolls
invisible syntax
not even a dot
of morse code

[-_-}truly[-_-}

half-full
waiting to be made whole

~by you~

 Isis sun

:>>my heart<<:
marches to the beats
of passion's rhythm

.....but....

without your love as my
**music**
my thoughts become

darkened dreams
delivering
dispair & disillusion

hopeful hearts hasten
to hold on to
ardor's fusion

~~seclusion~~

will the love we have
endure this
delusion?

repititious rancor
reduced the bond
we once enjoyed...

now the cost becomes a riddled
{{~~void~~))

{-_-] faithfully[-_-}

I realize in the end that
by your side is where I
move hastily….
to you, I….

~belong~

Squared Emotions

*click play to listen while reading*

Squared Emotions

Inside the treasure trove
that is my heart & mind lies
the memories of times
spent with you

almost like hallucinations
seeing visions of you
that are realer than
the third dimension

mind pensive
reluctant to revisit
those amiable times
afraid of what lies in them

such a glamorous beauty
at in the least to me
ample anatomy
that’s beyond flattering

contemplating just how
our love ended
in such tragedy
drastically…. I still pine for you

feeling frustrated fiercely
floating aimlessly
without a notion
of what I am without you

wandering within
weighted emotions
tangled in the intangibles
of how to fix what’s broken

Till then…
my quest will be endless
traveling down roads
that we paved before

such familiarity
breeds prosperity
I feel like this time
we’ll make it there

turning our
vicious circle of heartache
into a love
that’s square

written by
.Mase Da Rula.®™©
Diesel from tha D Inc. Publishing