Thursday, January 27, 2011

this tree

that tree is the same tree you obey

that tree is the same tree you decay yourself for

you are the slave to the money that you

bleed

breathe

and break your back

everyday of your life

that tree is the history

my forefathers rested on

yet that tree is the strife

the end of a colored life

that my forefathers hung from

that tree is family

a connection

a church

a distant praise to the lord above

its a beautiful disastrous confusion of creation

this tree is our respriration

this tree is death

it grows with our pain

it grows with our tear along with the rain

growth from the beautiful risk taking

quiver of a trumpet

the beautiful song that wrapped around the bark

that permanetly has keep their mark

without this tree the blessings wouldnt prevailed

without this tree the books would be empty with

no story to tell

without that tree there be no history

i wouldnt appreciate my kinky naps

that the women before me had to deal with

that damn hot comb

that sizzles close to that scalp

just so our hair could look one half step closer

to a european

i wouldnt comprehend

that tree is the road to

freedom then to freedom

of breaking away from

one chain to one chain

the same chains that reigned

around the ankles of my ancestors

coming to the land of the free....

oh how sweet the sound

that this is tree is still here

to watch the constant

destruction

seduction

of hate, ignorance and obstruction

this tree is love

music

peace

a story

a journey to the glory

with each leaf as the

beginning of the beautiful story...

Monday, January 10, 2011

foundation (tribute to lost and forgotten dreams)

You see it’s the ground
With zero over it
It your soil
Your trail
Your dream
And no one eles
that’s the beauty of youth
Because there is no pollution
No confusion
Or the heavy institution on top
Embedding what is right and what is wrong
It is your life
It is your song
Your soil
Your seeds only for you
To plant
And whatever grows or whatever dies
Life goes on
Though we never know why
But I believe its because you are the author
The painter
The dancer
And the politician of your own life
This is the meaning of devotion
As I write this full of streaming tears
Of emotion that on the paper
This paper is the ocean
And you can either float or drown
You can either smile or frown
Look up or down
Have a voice or never make a sound
This is for you and you and you
And only a few will understand
That as an individual we create our own plans
No woman no man
People will come and go in our lives, so
Just rewind… to moment before you fell in love
Before you created a family
remember your inspriration
Sweat and tears that comes from every sigh of your respiration
Remember who were you were before you flourish into a garden
What was your passion
What was your joy
What was that feeling
That made you feel brand new
The only would never leave you in the middle of the night
Do you remember what made the dark seem so light
When you had it
Its never too late to go back
Never too late to walk amongst the broken track
Of forgotten and lost dreams
Never too late …
Oh it seems

Friday, December 3, 2010

silent affair

It was a starry night
Holding hands
Eye to eye
This wrong never felt so right
Because we have to be quiet
Quiet…
Like the pure dark we have to blend
So there is nothing to see
So whisper in my ear that you love me
You love me
Breathe into my heart
Let it mold me
Shhhh…
We have to be quiet
We Cant be loud
This is something of a beautiful cut
Something ive never felt
As you hold me
And silently point out Orion’s belt
We use to be loud
Real Loud
Ignorant
Young and proud
But now we sit on separate clouds
Yet send messages
Hoping it’ll float to one another
So when we get the message
Read it quietly
So quietly
The wind becomes lost in time
And the time starts to stutter and lose its constant rhyme
So we can meet again
Meet again
Holding hands
Eye to eye
This wrong never felt so right
Because we have to be quiet
Quiet…

Monday, November 29, 2010

the wishing well

There’s no way that I can have you back
No way that I can have your back
Never again because I stabbed your back
this is my apology
My tears are the letters in the words
These words in the sentence
I hope can float into your heart
Because I can’t cry anymore
I’m so dried up from the pain in the start
You were there to wipe the flaws off my cheek
You found me when I played hide n seek
You put a band aid on my heart that use to leak
but I ran so far and so fast
because I wasn’t done with my past
but now ?
how?
Im not done with you
And I tried I tried so hard to shake this
Dust
Oh I must!!
Off of my shoulders
But what if
What if
He was the wrong cliff?
To jump into forever with
What if ?
It wasn’t normal
Our kiss
it was abnormal
our endless bliss
two broke ass niggas
but I felt rich
when I was with you
I toss and turn
And my heart yearns
And my lips start to burn
Because they need yours
And no one else
but back to reality
and I hope you can let go
of your rules and formality
and just imagine taking me back
and starting over
and im so sorry it is over
but if I have to fight
…I will
Ill fight until
One of us is killed
So don’t turn back
My arms are open to catch your back
So …come back

Sunday, November 21, 2010

memoirs of a rose (the finale)

the reason, the inspriration, the person

i tried sooo hard with imitation

wrote back to me

its been forever since i read your sighs

your cries and your heart beat

through your words

i said id always love you

id said id wait ...

but time changed my face

i fell in love with hate

cause i thought u forgot me

like you said "just forget me"

i mean , you got engaged...right?

youre in love right?

but ive noticed its my name that you write

in vain

and its such a shame

because you're the one to blameso stop throwing me into the flames

how long will it be when we will stop

writting to each other through poetry?

how long will it be

when we can just talk like how it use to be

you and me

me and you

now it seems like your heart has turned blue

circles created us

because i followed you, needed you

you see i was young i had no clue

you were the inspriration that got me to write

my first poem

the respiration that got me to to recite my first

poem

but now i stand on my own

writting my poems

well u will never let me go

and i know you can never let me go

in the way that ive let you go

you will always be my rose

and i propose a hand shake

to kill whatever you have left towards me

because im happy

im in love with someone else

someone that loves me underneath it all

someone that caresses and kisses my flaw

and i wouldnt trade it all for nothing

i write my last poem for you today.

because i have tears right now

because i remember the day i use to pray

that id forget your name

and have nothing to say

towards you mi rosa...

so good night and goodluck


-Natasha Gordon

open water

the ocean

we are in the middle of it

because its been 50 mins,17 hours and 24 days

and i miss you seems like the only thing i know how to say

the waves keep crashing on me

reminding me on how far you're away

and it makes me cry

makes me want to just die

when youre gone

my spirit is with you

but i still float here all alone

taking it second by second by minute by inch

to getting closer to your kiss

that haunts me and makes me flinch

your arms that hold me

and your stare ...

ah baby... it just isnt fair

we ask god, why did we take on the dare

of this pain we knew we'd bare

why??!?

because i love you

i need you like you need me

the air is polluted without you

without you i win in defeat

my blood flow slows down

and my heart loses its beat

...its that serious

when it comes to you and me

im right here and you're on the other side of the sea

with all the treading, kicking and fighting to stay afloat

sometimes i close my eyes to remember when we were on land

face to face

hand in hand

sane minds

with our hearts perfectly aligned

it felt like the closest thing to heaven

ah that beautiful day on september 7th

but right now i recite this poem

to the wall pretending that maybe

you'd hear me writting for you

feel my pen bleed for you on the paper

feel my heart beat for you in the life

we are strong baby

we will defeat the strife of the negativity

as these sharks circle around us

the challenges we purely disgust

and one day itll just be ... us

but for now

keep treading

keep floating

keep praying that these surrounding frowns

will never let us drown.



-Natasha Gordon

breathing with no air

life is cold without you
i get more bruises without you
when i though life would be a
cruise without you
if i go ahead and stand alone
breathe alone
this is my anthem
this is nothing but
my song of the
screeching melodies of all
that is wrong
i took my heart out
when i kissed your
hand goodbye
i killed myself when i left
nothing but my sighs
to your lips of despair
now i walk around stupid
yelling fuck you cupid!
but who cares??
you were the only one that did
but i pushed you off
for a good reason
the reason that i dont deserve it
never believed in it
so why should i recieve it?
your perfection and my infection
to the addition of your submission
of your constant love
I was born alone
i'll die alone
i'll cry alone
and dont worry
i'll pay off the loan
of your goodness
but my goodness!
i hope i dont choke you
with all my negativity
and doubt
...so for now?
turn the lights out
along with my heart
....i always liked it dark