"The Gravity of Reality"

Some say I speak from a realm of fantasy..dropping unreal visions of my life instead of reality..they say my sights are in the clouds, instead of firmly planted on the ground..Do they even realize beneith my feet the earth is trembling..uneven pathways cracked by deceit leave me riding the clouds, embracing their moisturizing..Im able to collect my thoughts that rain down in showers of ink on lines never ending, pages of myself Im reclaiming..fertilizing the well of my pen..I cultivate my experiences, plowing myself within..You see Im in these clouds regaining me..creating a cushion, telescoping my souls reality..biographing yearnings to feel a real life of gravity..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

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I feel my mind spinning inside..you see this turbulence of emotions involving your skin..the person you are within..Fuck, I just want to run to you and never look back, is that a sin..

i feel a certain pain with the bliss of your stain on my thoughts..on the verge of losing my self control.. eyeing your pictures like a kid in a candy store.. your touch I implore..

I want to syncronize my breath with yours..Inhaling you wholey through my skin..exhaling you never, cause inside you make me warmer and construct bridges..

Its like you've covered me, a blacke-out of true colors drenching me in the masterpiece that we will be..painting my emotions for you, my audience in the dreamz of my destiny..

I want to be the reason you say you know love...baby..can I be your IV..pumping you full of a love that that re-ups on a daily..your mouth to mouth resuscitaion feeding you my last breath, your life support forever im conceiving..

Incubating my desires, I carress these thoughts of my longings to be with you..eminent births of freshness now brews..Nurturing tendencies take over my view..I want to cradle our love atop this rock of strength you ensue.. I just got to get to you..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

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I find myself falling..
fishing for your essence in every morsel of air that I breathe..
Flying to catch the bait of realness you bring..
an inflamed fidelity burns, leaving plumes of your pungence in all I see..
Expressing a longing to swim through your sea of relief..

Blue skies race to red..
intensities of truths in your eyes Ive been fed..
A new found light now hanging overhead..
like a thoroughbred..
Im anxious to get to this finish line to which Ive been led..

A hair trigger birthed by your tone
fiery tones scorching my bones..
Into all my thoughts you have been sewn..
oxygen rich tendencies carry me to the destiny fairytales told..
Circulating around my heart, pressure paroled..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

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Dreams of laying you down atop a cloud of softness fit for a king.. My goal, to relax your soul inside this daily retreat.. Keeping you upright on mother earth, even when you're weak.. Begining with the strength found in your feet.. Light kisses to to the soles of your thoughts each night before you sleep.. Caressing platforms of guidance, a new light so you can see..

Calves of cramps disappear.. Fingertips and palms steer away the stress that you feel.. My warm breath landing upon your ear.. Whispers of truth dissipating fears.. A foundation of trust, overflowing a fountain of real.. Pour youself a glass of this quinching ive mixed for you my dear..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

"Jewels"

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I wish I could rightfully express the deepness of feelings for which you hold.. Pictures and words are mearly a small capture of happiness, profound visions of a real touch will be exposed.. A burning flame has been ignited within my soul, a warmth that covers all the cold.. Remaining at the back of my neck goosebumps, I fold.. Longing to embrace your skin and every cell that creates the being of your mold.. I want to take your hand, even though its far away, the strength of your grip I would grasp tightly till we are old.. I want you to be my life retold..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

"Senses Engage"

I wana peer into the depths of you like a kaleidescope..a composition of true colors in you turns darkness to hope..free flowing a spectrum of realness, my optics crave this reload..
I wana read you like the current best selling novel, but only in brail..so I can truely feel your every essence, sliding my fingertips across your pages with care..
I wana drink you like the finest wine, slowly sipping, allowing your robustness to hit my lips, your richness lingers on my tongue, sending tastebuds on an exotic trip..coursing through my blood now, Im inebriated by your spirits..
I wana inhale your aroma like a humidifer in my hearts room..you mist my soul with sensations, atmospheric moistness you ensue..absorbing the freshness of your scent, my olfactory is hooked..
I wana hear your voice like sails pulled taut on the finest yacht..a stillness that takes my ears on a journey through your tone..feeling your vibrations in my bones..a symphony of beats marked for copyright in the heart of my home..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: LyricalLisa7

"Future Ticket Stub"

Im standing at the box office of my thoughts watching the boards of attraction scrolling.. A bill of entertainment marked showtime, preparing me for performances staged for my review of surveying.. Flickering lights from this picture show are engaging..a reel of urgency spinning out beams of reality.. Projecting enlightenment scenerios commercially..absorbing these creative motivations within my psychi.. A deduction of industry hangs in the spotlight of memories..exposing me to a sequel set to be released in the mindset of my future flick playing.. This production is directing the theory of possible endings..Im prewriting the script of my own eternity..

By: LyricalLisa7
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"The Doors"

The face of trusting again, hides in a wall of locked doors..keys of release creeping from unknown pockets on the floor..a seeping river flows near.. reaching apparitions of endless oceans, waves crashing into eyes full of real..and a soul flooded with hope for something to take away the lonliness I feel..

But a deep mote surrounds my soul, for pain it can bare no more..syphoning my inner thoughts to a hidden well of darkness taking over my core..Feeding upon new growth and the joy that it brings..a curse of lonliness that forever stings..

Yearning for a new start..but experience has taught me to protect my heart.. Whether you like it or not my past is a part of me..it creeps from my shadows like a weed..I try to fight it off, but it remains a lesson of aromatic cultivation in the mindset of my olfactory..

My love is blind, too kind..and giving comes in the blink of an eye..vulnerability on the inside cries, creating pools of dense fog congesting my mind..Expectations birthing frowns.. hiding my face and the tears that pour down, constantly feeling let down..

Crystalizing tracks cross cheeks..standing on the bow of salty thoughts wondering why im feeling weak..Is it too much to ask for smaller peaks..or a more profound strength to boost my endurance down this new path set out before me..

A multitude of past experiences has built a mountain rising in the clouds of my sights..but whispering winds howl through the canyons in the basement of my mind, telling me to leave this luggage behind..

I want to tell this voice everything im feeling, but I feel my words get locked in cages of fear..not knowing if it will understand truely what ive endured over the years..How it lives in my veins, pumping weakness into eyes that flood with tears..solitary confinement, no light to guide my speech..beams of endless prisms confusing the dialogue my lips want to breach..

I want that rush of freedom reverberating my mind, body and soul..thoughts glued to the beats from which all emotions flow..a station of melody replaying all my hopes and dreams.. broadcasting a real love, my heart wants to sing..stereo quality realness it will bring to me..making this journey not seem so bleak..

A tissue of absorbtion, this heart will be..soaking up all of my pain,my soul becoming one with he..Walking through each of these doors, grasping my hand..resurfacing my frame of thoughts, on which our foundation will stand..

A longing for new skies is on repeat, clouds singing joyous lullabies caressing me to sleep..my heart craves that beat..Opening my heart wanting more..a constant validation my soul emplores..a true love with the keys to open all my doors.

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: Lisa Roberts aka LyricalLisa7

"Twenty"

How great it would be to wake to a "good morning" text from someone who's thinking of me..A continuous showing of realness that doesnt evaporate after a couple weeks..

Its the little things you see.."good morning-good night" two words that impact exponentially..These twenty letters of action, mathematically adding up to feelings expressed in the product of my dreams..

But I wake to empty functions, maybe my calculators low in battery.. Mountains of paper surrounding me..Scratches of problem solving on ink bled lines im climbing..

Im divided, missing these letters that sum up my craving to wake and sleep..Yearing their quotient by sunrise through window shades, I seek..

These twenty letters of action easily prove who's mindset leaves no remainder, a loving property..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: Lisa Roberts aka LyricalLisa7

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Dreams of laying you down atop a cloud of softness fit for a king.. My goal, to relax your soul inside this daily retreat.. Keeping you upright on mother earth, even when you're weak.. Begining with the strength found in your feet.. Light kisses to to the soles of your thoughts each night before you sleep.. Caressing platforms of guidance, a new light so you can see..

Calves of cramps disappear.. Fingertips and palms steer away the stress that you feel.. My warm breath landing upon your ear.. Whispers of truth dissipating fears.. A foundation of trust, overflowing a fountain of real.. Pour youself a glass of this quinching ive mixed for you my dear..

2013 All Rights Reserved
By: Lisa Roberts aka LyricalLisa7

Windows of endless journeys, eyes taking me to places I yearn to go..Slipping further into this music echoing below..Beating from my chest, a lullaby..Reverberating, the heart beat, locked inside..Thoughts send sensations to places hidden within the shadows of my mind..Beams of illumination hitting my chest..Waves of essence breaking my shores with freshness..

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By: LyricalLisa7

Intense extracts of potency..planting roses in the forevers of your intimacy.. resuscitating breaths intricately..senses, invaded with militancy..an infiltration of extacy..Soft petals blooming..each prick tingling..

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By: LyricalLisa7

"Back to Black'

At times, I dont know how to trust my own mind..years of dishonesty warping my sights..thirsty vultures waiting to swoop down, stealing whats left of the hope in my eyes..Leaving me blind..seeing the world without a kaleidoscope of real light..standing on the stage of fear while orchestrations of interest play my strings like a symphony, lost in the music of this concert, but backstage I fight..

Thrown away..unable to comprehend this pass of life..Im reading between the lines, but there is a repetition of foggy skies..derailing ambition for a dawning full of rays, bringing new sight..Im here reading in brail, pricking the fingertips of dark shadows creeping from the corners in my mind..

Faceless apparitions oozing from all the walls built from their profile of lies..Now laying dormant in the domain of the mainframe, infecting my hardrive..constant hauntings, like a virus bombarding my thoughts, each night..in need of a rebooting, an upload of fresh software to boost my recovery time..

Will I ever feel what I "hope" is out there waiting for me on the other side..glimpses of what "could be" fade with the opacity of temporary joyrides..Running out of gas..walking back..stamina frail..stumbling over ever crack in my path..my body feels the cramps..

Heart screams for a rest..this vulnerability feels like it has been eternaly time stamped..return to sender..mailing me back..
to a cover of full black..A place I know all too well..my eyes have adjusted to the spectrum of nothingness found there..

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By: Lisa Roberts aka LyricalLisa7

"Im Sorry " (A collaboration piece)

"Im Sorry"

(missingthing)

I’m so sorry... I’m sorry that I am hardly what you think of me Sorry that you’ll give your breath just to fix me amour But I’ll rather draw them to unmask my misery It breaks me even more That you have to learn from loving me That people aren’t always as beautiful as your imagination of them I’m sorry to have caused you this emotional mayhem I’m so sorry.

(LyricalLisa7)

Dont be sorry.. You're mistaken...she sees your reality.. Breathing life into all she sees..didnt you know that love sets it all free..?Be free from the mask, let happiness bring you relief.. Pieces you reconnect with her allow her to be your pupil eternally.. Maybe she sees beyond the book cover of her daily readings.. Knowing the story inside holds the true substance and beauty.. She sees the real you, dont be sorry..

(missingthing)

I wish I could answer all your questions of me Carte blanche Just as profoundly as you wish I could Honestly, I wish I could I wish I was just as perfect for you As you want me to be But it seems I’m just a Dejavu Of your worst nightmare You shouldn’t be here, my love.

(LyricalLisa7)

You are the answers to the questions she seeks.. Authority over her heart is your daily task to meet.. No other questions do her lips need to speak.. A perfection of love in you she sees.. A beautiful nightmare, or call it a life long sweet dream.. She'll stand by your side continuing this, forever repeating.. She loves you, cant you see..?Please dont be sorry..

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By: missingthing (Samuel Isong) & LyricalLisa7 (Lisa Roberts)

"Imprisoned Pen"

On the surface, im ok..my ambition strong..but beyond the bright lights of bliss, I am choking..turmoil in my throat aches for reprieve..wishing for brighter days ahead..some way to regain my laughter and a joy evermore for which I strongly stand..

Opening my soul..spilling my shamefull ink..hoping the world could handle my imperfections from which I sink..a risk this becomes, a gamble of faith..will there be forgiveness for my mistakes..even the ones for which Im not to blame..?

Trying to normalize the endurement of this sorrow and discouragement telling me to keep these thoughts within..fear sets in..a rope from which I hang over words Ive spoken..assuming from the silence in the air that my lifes been taken..

Praying the windows of their eyes will have more humanity..coping with the realization that not all have mercy..desperatly anticipating expedient thoughts granting my pen and I clemency..individuals willing to step into the emotions my inks flowing till its empty..

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By: Lisa Roberts aka LyricalLisa7