new. and improved?

so I felt funny calling mine a blog when it was really just a website, or very narrow archive of some of my writings. so I had two options:

1. rename this my 'website' or 'very narrow archive of some of my writings'
2. make it more like a blog

well really I had three options:
       3.   keep it the same and call it a blog anyway

I chose the second. so now we've got poems and songs and other writings along with my random rantings and insights. may even add some essays. links. and I have a couple colabos in the works, too. so stay tuned and grow with me!

-chaina

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spit.

me (@yaRoyalDopeness on twitter) and the homie (@WhoIsMrWizard) decided to have a freestyle comp. via twitter. [yes. we both had that little to do with our lives] this is what unfolded:

Mr. Wizard
famous in my city for my trafficin history
undercover agents working hard to get me
hammer time
u fools can't touch me
i am a entity

Yours Truely
fellas steady questionin the status of my relations.
I tell em I'm not tied down; they quickly become elated.
I tell em not to be becus I am not tryna date em.
then they give me the look that says I emotionally raped em

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For Your Eyes Only

I wish you could hear it. It's jazzy. I like it.

Verse 1
Come and let me tell you how I feel
Tell ya bout this feelin so unreal
I knew one day I'd find anew
A love so true
Enclosed my heart, but babe you broke the seal

Refrain
And I don't really want nobody else but you (you)
And there's no way to explain what it is you do (to me)
But I know I like it
No way to deny it
I just know that whatever you want I'm willing to-o

Chorus
My world is opened reluctantly
But it opened up to you easily
This one must be heaven sent
What you see is what you get
Mine is a lifetime guarantee

So come here baby
Tell me what you want from me
Your wish is my command
Let me take you by the hand (just)
Understand that what you see
Is for your eyes only

Verse 2
Fell in and out of love long ago
Wondered if it ever could return to my soul
Relationships came and they went
Words exchanged but emotion unspent
I tried before and doubted now I know

Chorus
My world is opened reluctantly
But it opened up to you easily
This one must be heaven sent
What you see is what you get
Mine is a lifetime guarantee

So come here baby
Tell me what you want from me
Your wish is my command
Let me take you by the hand (just)
Understand that what you see
Is for your eyes only

Bridge
So in love with love
Could only hope I'd find the one
Who could reunite me
With the love that I seek
Once I looked no more
I found you, now I'm sure

Refrain
That I don't really want nobody else but you (you)
And there's no way to explain what it is you do (to me)
But I know I like it
No way to deny it
I just know that whatever you want I'm willing to-o

Vamp
This one must be heaven sent
What you see is what you get
Your wish is my command
Let me take you by the hand
Understand that what you see
Is for your eyes only

Is for your eyes only

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Be My Angel

When I need a little help
Even when I think I don't
You provide me with your insight
Removing known and un-known hurt

Others offer cliched wisdom
Fortune cookie remedies
But yours are new words chosen
To cater to me and my needs

And that's why
I want you to be my angel

(hook)
I know
That this life is my own
But this road
Is not to be traveled alone
I need a helpmate
To walk with me to the end
And it is you babe
Who I choose to be that friend

Many friends have come and gone
Many have helped me through my pain
But it is you who seems
to right the wrongs
Caused by life's unyielding game

An angel unmoved by my preference
Here to protect each part of me
A peace whole, pure
And unselfish
This is what your spirit brings

And that's why
I want you to be my angel

(hook)

And should our time come to an end
I will be okay
I'll know you're there for me
Through anything
Your lasting spirit will remain

That's why
I thank God that you're my angel

You will always be my angel

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Parched

I had to let go of your refreshing cool
before my thirst was fully quenched.
I didn't realize how good it was
until the aftertaste hit.
An aftertaste that only makes me want
another gulp (the more I have, the more I want).

A flavor hard to place a finger on, but easy to recall

Which, now that I can't have it, only makes things hard.

The rarity of this drink

means I can only find it (and its breathtaking relief) in one place.

But I'm still thirsty

And you're not here.

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What Next?

Having conquered our uncertainties and brought our conflicts to the light,
and having overcome the awkwardness met with not-so-innocent delight,
I begin to wonder where it is our discovery will lead.
And so I list the possibilities as my pen begins to bleed:

What Next?
What next?
Having endured this pleasant trial for the longest of short times,
What is the blessed aftermath of our confliction oh so real?
What next?
Can we drop our current situations to pursue each others hearts?
Must we leave behind the history created while we're apart?
What next?

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falsely accused

my spirit hurts.
because it knows what goes on outside it at its expense.
framed by the body, the spirit pays the price.
guilty by association, the spirit assumes the position given it by its cohorts.
at her core, she is innocent, knowing, and pure.
yet her face holds scars of a life that innocence could never know.
the jury is out; and it cares of nothing but the facts.
(only actions can be interpreted when the words don't match,
and the speechless spirit can't even offer that much.)

her only escape would leave her companions in her position:
isolated and voiceless- a reality she wouldn't wish on anyone.
so, to maintain the happiness of those around her,
she quietly stomachs the crumbs her captors force feed her
until the day for her last meal comes
(or until they realize the Truth in her thoughts,
whichever comes first).

withholding tears serves its purpose those times when the evidence is greater than the verdict,
for they can only heal wounds created by those losses that are not tangible.
but the unleashing of these in particular will give voice to an unjustly silenced prisoner-
an appeal for the release of the falsely accused,
an atonement offered only by the will will speak for her.
but will her message be heard?


only time will tell, but this time can no longer be served behind bars.

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