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Induced

Folder: 
On The Edge (2017)

Why is it the perfect remain perfect

Never have sour faces that turn to stone

Never lonely, live the same, from day to day

Day after day

Happiness remains and peace fills so real

As if happiness has been drugged

And peace has been induced

Love Fuses

Folder: 
On The Edge (2017)

A-ha, your love is perfect anyway
Our love, is ready to take flight
A-ha, elevate anyway
Our love

Take me, take me everywhere
Take me everywhere with you
I know
Your love fuses
Matter, space and time
The air is the molecules
To your hands

A-ha, your love is perfect anyway
Our love, is ready to take flight
A-ha, elevate anyway
Our love

Trust You More

Folder: 
On The Edge (2017)

Danger

Is far from what you are

A danger

Only to chaos 

To those that break hearts

Like they break thoughs

With strong flesh

But brittle souls

Trapped in insane thoughts

Danger

Is what you can be

Love for love

Boundless bundles of purity

Than brute brutality

Life, rest

Joy and peace

O, for grace 

To trust you more

Strange Dreams

Folder: 
Satish Verma

The icon, 
is a smoky gem, 
like a random stone, hiding 
a jewel. 

You become an ex; 
throwing the gauntlet 
over the frozen 
shoulder. 

Everything glides 
around you. I am sinking 
in Bermuda Triangle. 

The trembling hands 
groping for― 
the coral reef under the water. 

The tiger will not 
sleep tonight. You cannot 
shut the eyes, when 
I am being pit-roasted.

That's My Final Decision

 

 

dreams can follow us down to a moment captured in time sub lime

 

in a moment exposed to the message of tender love from a hand up above

 

we each go through things another door bell rings the bird begins to sing

 

caught up in a moment captured in time we shall climb up the mountain of faith where

 

mountains are moved through the darkness of the valley of hate its are fate

 

don't try to over react we get toseed to and from one heart soars while the other burns

 

Compton Heights driving my Camry at night streets without lights looking for a fight

 

fly away to a world wear hearts are pure their door is always open easy as you are coping

 

Dreams are made of certain times like these start spreading its disease knocked to your knees...

 

built to the point to the point no faking sucker m.c.'s frying it up with bacon

 

Uconn parties as a sing along in their jungle room news of class ending soon

 

bust up the move we sure improve going to put you all in a good mood

 

Drake is no fake as I take the rhymes deep so I creep to the floor with a two bit whore

 

Trials by fire burning it up with rhymes that flow from my head down to my toe

 

Streets are someone enemy but they say they want to friend me it won't be long you see

 

Rap is the game you got to plant your seed deep into it will yield a great crop you lone cop

 

homeboy do think a lot about the rise of Eminem homeboy just scored a perfect ten

 

kick it up with harmony Marshall Matthers new C.D. got to listen to its sweet melody

 

Larmar in the joint he on point taking you much higher then ever before

 

sometimes pink don't think just do as she feels like it's all a game no big deal

 

got me behind the sqeaky wheel playing one last game of Let's Make A Deal

 

 

 

Dr. Dre may not have to much to say these days free styling at best put to the test

 

what is this world coming to as you spray your perfume in the room

 

some say life is a contest but i have to put that to rest its all a big test

 

to see what you have inside beneath the heart you will make a brand new start

 

blowin up raps is the task that will last star blazing streams down to your means

 

Streets will either make you or break you just like they did Pac & Biggie a big mystery

 

No, you got me in the game i maybe shooting up flames but in the end I'll be brave

 

Keeping my head up to the sky not looking for a drive by or a shot to the eye

 

preachers keep preaching while teachers keep on teaching

 

what one sews will they reap in

 

That's My Final Decision

 

 

 

 

 

Dr. Critic Killjoy

kick a poet down before he or she is dead
look at all their grammatical errors & failures
never look at the beauty inside
think of wrecking their charm
take the smile away from their faces
insist that they wear the ball & chains of regret
can't live up to their perfect standard of living
piss all over their honesty and crap upon their smile
knowing all the great while you need to rip them to shreds even further
take away their honesty & sullen brevity
why does one equate logical persuasion for fear
shed a single tear to numb its inner pain
follow them down to the pit of their inner torment & misery
long viscous fangs dripping blood off side
blackened hearts with no love
Critical asses with no free passes
no second chances toward advances
in this place of misery and doom
now go clean your room
take a crap in their urinal
no excuses for their actions
for they are perfect always correct
leave them in the corner of affliction with no clothes on without any song
fondle their breasts and butter their toasts with an explosion inside
bury them upside down so the entire world can kiss their ass

Peak Of Light

Melodic chorus

Like devine voices

In chorus

Leading way to calmness

Persue me

Cause the chaos down here

Won't ever save nobody

The sound isn't of us

Tempted but there is no tune

Light a small peak of light

High above the clouds

I choose to sing

Your tune

Much Like Happiness

We can't all be happy

Some have to lose there minds

There it goes

Happiness still in the distance

We can't all be happy

Some of us

Living like we wish

We'd love another life

There it goes

Much like happiness

Still in the distance

We face tomorrow

The same as we have

Today

I See The Picture

Every time

I look at the picture

The blindfold tights

Every time

I give more

Than I'd ever deserve

The less space

My heart has to beat

Every time

I appreciate what makes me myself

Then there everything retracts

As I am left to react

As I am left to reflect