"m"

Throw a molotov cocktail through ya atrium,
the age we in, aint engaging him,
instead left the fire changing him,
to a rose, I suppose to take the burn off,
plant it in a half-full Smirnoff,
peep that it wasn’t half-empty?
Simply a late-bloomer,
recreate the mental state, with a wish to stay sooner,
wait…I’m approachin the zone,
that feels like home,
where demons shake horns,
with halos, there goes…
the land where pimps get smacked by they ho’s,
these times are awakenings to those that doze,
its like a fresh change of clothes,
I might, shine like twilight,
My fight, is not the same as yours,
But by night I overcame the shame that grows,
untamed my name, and found a grain that flows,
but to be the flame that glows,
first i had to change my reign (rain) to snows…FROZE...
now today has come
for some, they see an eclipse
and with these lips
I replace the gun for them
so with open arms we embrace the sun"

"p"

The sun quickly runs from the moon's eclipse
It stumbles & trips over twilight
The highlight of my night
Slowly approaching the (((Zone)))
But I don't wanna be alone
So I pull out my bag of miracles
Sphericals circle my dome
I'm dizzy from spinning back to the beginning
-- Of highs & lows --
The land where pimps get smacked by they ho’s
Where Emperors strutt they butts with no clothes
Invisible foes throw blows at those who close the doors to metaphors
As rain heavily pours from deep mental shores
Whirling round & splashing with lightning flashing
Cashin' checks carelessly written with the tongue
Mayday, Mayday -- The leak is sprung
Electrocute the moon -- Freeze the sultry sun
I embrace miracle's face -- We melt -- Becoming ONE
With liquid hourglasses -- Watching minutes turn to hours
The day quickly passes -- Mist turns to sandy showers
Mentality changes with the passing of time
Those who sleep thru the storms miss pyrotechnics prime


'm'

The eye of the storm, is much more sublime
corona with lemon, tequlia with lime
drunk off virgin sips,
photo and ric tonight is mergin lips
hold that...kodak...thought
take a pic of a Persian Prince
*wakes up* all alone in the twilight zone
but notices his turban fits

;)

p = Photo
m = MiracleRic