then i get the itch to
write down my feelings
in a rhythmical stride
without mangling meanings
each word confides
to you and reveals things
secrets i keep
and dreams i am dreaming

and maybe make lyrical
my life in this cranium
show how hysterical
my mind creates the space i’m in
chaos my audience, and
i’m entertainin’ ‘em
throwing down hooks
switch fast
then replacing them.

my rhymes so sweet, they’re a treat, but
you’ll get diabetes
when i speak, i strengthen the weak
i
make warring nations sign treaties
my lines are emotive
my words so commodious
when i unload my wit i
unload all things annoying us
destroying us
the monsters and mists
the masters employing us

sittin’ at home
listnin’ to hip-hop
a Tribe Called Quest
and a little bit of Deltron
reciting their words
makin’ my lips hot
the friction of speech
makes my mind like a
time-bomb

wonder what is in my mind that has me wondering
why i think, what makes me tick
why i am existing, experiencing
it think therefor i am i think
but i still think it’s a mystery
illuminating nothing
nothing needs illuminating
thinking too hard can get so
intimidating
that’s why so many don’t think
they’re just copying me, aping me,
imitating.

of course i find it irritating, but
i get beyond it
there isn’t enough room in this life to
hang on to it

and what my purpose here is
to inspire others anyway

my purpose here is
to inspire others anyway

sittin’ at home
listnin’ to hip-hop
a Tribe Called Quest
and a little bit of Deltron
reciting their words
makin’ my lips hot
the friction of speech
makes my mind like a
time-bomb

© Stuart Mizrahi, 2009

[others]

Help me explain the position of
The stars
They were once in the sky
But your eyes have made them
Just ours
Stolen silent from the night
In the quiet hours
Like the thief of hearts

Help explain existence to me
This persistency
Please explain why instantly
My heart beats in cadence with
And is
Consistently
In time with your symphony

Please explain to me the distance of
Our minds
Two different wavelengths two
Different cosines
We were once perpendicular
But now we’re
Isocline
Together
Touching
Each
Other
Spine
To
Spine. . .

© Stuart Mizrahi, 2009

[others]

attracted to the action
in each atom is everlasting and
free of form
keep myself from happiness
yet i’m loving, laughing,
healthy and strong
my mind is stone
i’ve been sheltered from this storm
and i’m still alone

the system shocks me
teases, taunts me
yet here i am
with the flocks and their
constant back-feed
static stymied
can barely stand
been like this since i could understand
i’m not alone
and im still alone

the best has yet to come
but i fret i will miss the day when
the best will come
because i am hiding in my brain
i fear the best will always stay
sheltered from my brain-storm
and when the brain’s bone,
will i feel comfort in the knowledge
that i’m still alone?

will i feel comfort in the knowledge
that i’m still alone?

© Stuart Mizrahi, 2009

[others]