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Friday, February 19, 2010

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Sunday, February 14, 2010

Song - Free - 1/7/08

V1:
Bags are packed
Laying by the door
Tired of you
Don't need your lies anymore
I'm sick of your lies, creeping and cheating
Every other night your phone stay beeping
Can't continue this
Its over between you and me
Now I can finally say

Chorus: (x2)
I'm free (so free)
To do what it is
Don't got to deal with you and your kids
Time to live a life of my own
You were my King
Now I'm on the throne

V2:
Never did it for me
Only for you
I changed my whole lifestyle
Meanwhile
You over there getting down
I'm at home sitting down
Not even thinking about
You and what you're doing
I was real clueless
Stupid is what I'm refusing

Chorus (x2)

V3:
Other brothas
coulda had me
But I picked you sadly
Now I'm past you, gladly
You gawk when you walk past me
On the arm of someone classy
At least you can say you had me...

Chorus (x3)(fade)

Poem - Just Is.

It should be a sin
to watch the sun set
and the moon rise.
As the sun lowers its head
and the moon rises with pride.
Somewhere in between there is beauty.

An illustrious beauty
hard to describe
Almost as beautiful as
the innocence of a child.
Watching the stars glisten
hearing the hustle and bustle
Of the city while they remain
calm and serene.
Its truly beautiful.

How a solid ball of rock
speaks so loudly and elegantly
How can one ball of fire light the heart and souls of millions.
How can something as beautiful as dusk and dawn be described.
It can't.
It just is.

♪ The Music ♫

The Music


Music is a big part of who I am and without it I would just be limbs, organs, brains and few movements. Music adds life to everything and pushes me to do a bit better. I'd love to enroll in a musical college but I know I probably wouldn't make enough money to support me and the lifestyle that I want to live. I can find myself writings songs and turning every part of my life into a lyric. For every story there's a melody and I'd love to record it. Some of my favorite artist as Michael Jackson, he was too talented and you can tell it spills over into his children, and not just the music. Its the sincerity. Ne-yo as well is one of the greatest song writers of our times and probably the best we will see. I also enjoy Hip op from time to time such as Talib Kwali and and Mos Def and rappers who actually talk of things that could direly affect us directly. Jean Grae as well. There's a magic in music, yet misery in every ballad when you realize you may never grasp it long enough to truly understand it.



---Kiara™

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Things that amaze me

Microphone Pictures, Images and Photos
There's a remedy for every illness and a song for every problem.

Music In My Head...

Some days I close my eyes and see lyrics, musical notes dancing inside my eyelids. I can barely escape it. Sometimes I believe there are certain thing we are suppose to do and music is what I'm supposed to do but the hard thing is that even though I visualize all of these things, I can barely catch a word or a note when my eyes are open. Words stay right on the tip of my tongue, I can feel the beat running through my veins but when I go to document it, its as if it never existed and my mind never dreamed all of it. Sometimes its frustrating and I find myself on the brink of insanity when trying to catch it all but I had to let someone, or better yet something know what was occurring. My mind slips inside of these musical doppelgangers daily, I'll see a tune, feel the beat, hear the melody, and then nothing. Its magical almost to see the dancing lyrics every time my eyes flicker close, during a nap,.

Maybe it wasn't meant to record, maybe it was a little piece of heaven for only my mind to experience but the hell I'm going through experiencing it just isn't or shouldn't be possible. I get terrible migraines, almost to the point of insanity. Last night I stared at the moon for close to an hour and just the words and thought process was amazing. I couldn't find a pen for the life of me, I had to write in the dark for fear that the light would break apart all my great ideas. I really hated it but I got some of the lyrics I've been dying to express out. Maybe its getting better, maybe I can actually produce some goodness out of my mind for once, besides snide remarks.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Guy Friends.. how it crumbles.

Some of the best things a girl could as for
is for a guy who understands her without there
being some type of sexual force behind it.
I've found that multiple times.. and each time
it fails miserably.
It never fails.
We just fade terribly apart.
The conversations get shorter.
My interest seems to fade.
I start to ignore phone calls ..

all because of one person.
not dragging myself down that line
again.