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Kissed By An Angel

Posted in Genre - Emotional, Genre - Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 22, 2014 by Mase Da Rula

Kissed By An Angel

as the light shines upon
the very fabric of my soul
illuminating my dreams
brighter than any star
the heavens could ever create

brought forth into realization
…this…
actuality becoming the totality
of everything I hold
near and dear to my heart

such feelings being enhanced
by an immaculate
radiating glory
epitomizing my story
of how I fell carelessly for thee

head over heels
in amour’s gentle bliss
feels like my entire body’s
been kissed
kissed by an angel

perfectly crafted exuberance
even god couldn’t arrange it
for things like this
are just exactly what it
the beginning of love’s eternal grip

on me

written by
.King Mase 357.®©™
Diesel From Tha D Inc.2014©

Alluding the Illusion

Posted in Genre - Emotional, Genre - Spoken Word with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 14, 2014 by Mase Da Rula

alluding the illusion

seeing my vision
slowing down to a stand still
I feel sorta like I am
caught in the Matrix
existence in this pseudo reality
really doesn’t suit me well
its thick like dense fog
rolling low to the ground
in the morning time

suffocating to say the least
this stifling entity engulfing
my perception of what’s certain
binding and blinding me
from the light of whats true
this light
the substance we all live for
taken like away like child playthings
never to be seen no more

all rationale thrown to the wayside
I just want to be free from this torture
which needles away at me slowly
unjustly lodged in my brain
amounting enough pressure
to turn coal into diamonds
mentally…
words dance aimlessly
like heathens in pagan rituals

caring less and less about my lost reality
secondary it’s becoming..
welcoming the fraudulent falsehoods
like it was absolute truth
still..I question myself
how do I allude this illusion?
free myself from this morbid nexus
and take my rightful place in this duration

trying any
and everything I can to break
the shackles that bind
feels like I am peeling off my skin
one cell at a time
blood profusely soaking my fingertips
becoming mementos of my imprisonment
Can I Be Free?
or is this false life my only destiny?

I wonder….

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

To The Depths (Of A DayDream)

Posted in Genre - Emotional, Genre - Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , on April 3, 2014 by Mase Da Rula

To The Depths (of my daydream)

You are like a daydream…
my eyes gaze past eternity
seeing the wonder that is you
so sublimely

Praising the day
that we met like the Sabbath
giving thanks for your entrance
into my mind

manifested over time
like grapes into wine
I ingest you daily
into my life

being subdued
by your generosity
my curiosity advances
by leaps & bounds

entranced by a women
that is seemingly profound…
never knew that emotions
this intense could found

in this heart
left desolate
tattered in ruins
completely rundown

but the warmth of you
has my optimism
on the rebound
…so tell me…

how deep is your love for me?
is it as powerful
as my mind does think?
wanting to live forever in this here dream

existing for ages in bliss
deep within the depths of me

Written by
.Mase Da Rula.
Diesel From The D Publishings Inc. ®©™

Too Old For Fairytales

Posted in Genre - Emotional, Genre - Love, Genre - Spoken Word with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 12, 2014 by Mase Da Rula
    Too Old for Fairy tales

 

As the time elapses
hours turn into days
days turn into weeks
& weeks turn into years

A monumental sadness
begins to take root in my heart
diminishing my joy
& my fears taking its part

growing old alone
I atoned
in my youth…
I was wild & uncouth

never give a fuck about love
lust I identified as my truth
for me and all my friends
we thought the same

fuck these bitches…
get these hoes
trapped odiously
inside the game

making a mockery
within things that go tick tock
never stopped
and watched our wreckage

as we infested women kind
like a disease
I was pleased
with what I was doing

but secretly… I was sick
for I am a hopeless romantic at my core
but all these women seen was me
being a dick & a whore

rancorously wanting
to be seen as something more
a fully robust man
sentimentally inclined

setting sail away from
my emotional Never Never Land
with love in my heart
and zeal on my mind

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

Practice Makes Perfect

Posted in Genre - Erotic with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 4, 2013 by Mase Da Rula

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

Prelude to A Kiss

Posted in Genre - Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 23, 2012 by Mase Da Rula

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.