“Ontological Argument: In other Words I’m talking to myself” by Picasso.

September 8, 2009 § Leave a comment

Check, check
 The mic is on but my brain is off.

                                                                                                                                                                                What the fuck?

 Yea it’s just your luck.

My subconscious asks questions I speak back.

Tell him this:
                                                                                This aint rap and I rather not talk to myself.

So what do I do? I respond.
Sitting in a room alone having a conversation trying to figure out
exactly why I can’t do what I want to at that moment.

What is it I want to do you ask? All I want to do is write.  I just wanted to come in here sit down and puts some words together that rhymed call it a poem and post it.

Yup that was the plan…

 

Well that just sucks for you.

                                                                                                                                             How RUDE!

I’m not talking  to you anymore.

                                                                                                                                                                                        Fine.

 

Yea that’s me yelling at myself. Am
I crazy or just really good at what I do.

But….

whoa.

               Wait.
I did come in here to write, right?

Put words together that rhyme call it a poem and post it?

Well shit.
I just wrote this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*picasso speaks*: get it?

V.O.W.: “Forever” by Drake Ft. Kanye West x Lil’ Wayne x Eminem

September 6, 2009 § 1 Comment

this track had the hiphop internet world going APE SH*T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! everyone was trying to conclude on who had the illest verse………….and I personally think it was Em…. but you can be your own judge..

BY THE WAY! I STILLLLLL dont like drake…. Im still really salty about his WACK A** performance @ LOVE that I went too….BUT! his verse. on this track is earning him some cool points back in my book. lol

OH! and its the Vibe of The Week because ummmmm yea. I played this ALL last week.

DOPENESS SCORE: 8 out of 10

drake

YE

wayne

EM

DOWNLOAD!: http://www.zshare.net/audio/65155922bc031db8/

P.O.W.: “Dear, December…” by PremierePoet Boy Dynasty

August 26, 2009 § Leave a comment

Dear December,

I need your help.
I wish it would just be here already.
Not ’cause I’m looking forward to graduating, but seeing the girl I love.
All I ever wanted was a chance to be with her doing whatever and having fun.
Right now, I can’t do any of that.
I can do everything else if she lets me and wants me to.
I wish she needed me, though.
Nothing hurts more to love someone when they are confused and don’t realize what’s being done for them.

I never had to be there.
I wanted to and I still am. And it feels like now I’m the one being pushed away.
Some love lasts a lifetime. But true love lasts forever.
A relationship that’s forever, with no ends.
But what I have is more than just a connection.
I have someone who I feel is truly special.
A girl that deserves to be happy.
Someone who deserves to be loved. But to be loved by me.
The longer she’s away from me, the more I want her to be in my life.

I don’t just love her because she loves me. I love her because of who I am when I am with her.
It hurts me to think that this could really be it. That its over. That I should just leave and find someone else. But thats not what I want to do. Would she really be happy though? Finding someone else. Finding a guy like me is difficult. but not impossible.

Maybe she will find someone else that is like me. Or she sees something in him that reminds her of me.
She always said we were two hearts as one.
And distance has brought us to were we are.
The only difference is I know who I love and always will love. NO MATTER WHAT.
I’m not going to just sit here and lose the most important girl in my life.
I will always be here for her. I know so.

I just wish December would come here sooner.
I don’t know about her, but I won’t just live my life without not getting the chance to spend time with the girl I love and care about more than life itself.
It’s painful that the messages are no longer the same. I call. The signal is always busy.
Having to almost plead just to speak to the only person in the world you actually want to talk too.
She said I was her no.1 and was the one who understands her the most.
Maybe one day she will realize that I won’t do anything stupid to hurt her like all her other boyfriends did…

MIKEY

The PremierePoet Society 2.0

August 22, 2009 § Leave a comment

HELLO HELLO HEELLLLOOOO!!!!!

whats up people it is I. Picasso, Premo, Pico, THE premiere poet, or whatever else you people call me. lol I just wanted to take the time out and THANK everyone who comes by the blog every now an then, and those who are weekly visitors! I must say I am flattered. 😀 BUT!!! guess what! i got some news….. (drumroll!) well.. then again maybe its not “news” but or less a P.S.A….

For those who have been apart of The society since day one, you know the overall message and purpose of the group. But if your new to the society, we are an organization of artists that just love to constantly create, and show appreciation for the creative.(In simpler terms.)

anywho, back to the subject at hand. The blog is going into its 2nd year (hence the 2.0) and I think I want to take the society into a different direction. I want to keep the same focus and purpose but I also want to incorporate more of a “variety” to say the least. sooo far the society has showed HUGE love and appreciation for artists, poets, writers, rappers, MC’s, and photographers…. within the next year. I want to add more. I want to have that and then some! I love ALL my poets the constatly contribute thier work to the society, but…. I would love to see more of the fashion designers, interior designers, graphic designers, sketch artists, graffiti artists, etc. basically I want the blog to take a more Artistic and more Passionate approach to everythig now.

also, I want to also make this blog more personal. for me. Now that I dont use facebook anymore, (I guess) its a good idea to make “ME” more accesible to the world… I HOPE this is a good idea. the rise of blogging is at an all time high, and I dont really want to be railroaded into a catagory. :/ (with that being said) I also want to say that: THIS IS NOT A HIP HOP BLOG! (i repeat) THIS IS NOT A HIP HOP BLOG! soooo I appreciate the emails for mixtapes to be posted, trust I really do, but thats not ALL that the society is about. hit up my man 100-grand Rasheed @ www.datsdope.blogspot.com for that type of exposure.

BUT! again back to what this is about!

its a new day! the blog is a year old, going on two and its time to hit the REFRESH button. we got a NEW team, and NEW focus, and a NEW outlook on life! 😀

soo with THAT being said I want to introduce the new leaders of the society….!!!! (**= new)

Founder & Poet: Picasso R. (Me.)

Photography: Marlon S. & Alexa H.

Head of Poetry & Creative Writing: DeAnna C. **

2nd Head of Poetry: Michael D.

3rd Head of Poetry: Thandi P.

Head of Film & Visual Arts: Jonathan B. **

2nd Head of Film & Visual Arts: Jenay S.**

Head of Music: Tobi S.**

2nd Head of Music: Jamal F.**

3rd head of Music: Rasheed S. **

Head of Graphic Design: Rashad M.

Head of Fashion: Imani P. **

 

The PremierePoet’s:

Picasso.

‘Boy Dynasty’– Michael D.

‘Preacha’z Son’– Mike W.

‘ThePoet’– Thandi P.

‘Radiant Theory’– DeAnna C.

Ahmad

‘LoveChild’– Merv B.

‘MakeLove’– Precious P. 

Fressly

‘D-Moe’- David H.

‘J.Ferb’– Jamal F.

‘DK’– Wayne W.

Devon T.

“Pure, Raw, & UnCut Talent”

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“That Girl” by Radiant Theory [a.k.a. DeAnna C.]

August 20, 2009 § 1 Comment

“That Girl”

by: Radiant Theory

I wanna be that girl you thought you forgot
That girl that shows up years later
In you perfect little world
Equipped with the perfect life
The perfect girl
The perfect job
And turns all that bullshit upside down
The girl that makes you realize
That all you thought was so picture perfect
Aint so perfect with out me
Cuz see anything can look good
If you dont allow yourself to see better
An you been actin like you couldn’t see me for year
Just so your little fairytale
Wouldn’t turn into a reality
And come crashing down in front of you
Like the kid that sees his mom sneek gifts from santa under the tree on Christmas eve
I was your present
Not presently
But i mean i was your gift
That girl that balanced your equation
Put us on a scale we were equal
Eye to ey
Was a piss poor explanation for how well we saw each other
But now im just that girl
The one that has his girlfriend a lil bit worried
About what he still thinks of me
That girl
The one that makes you rethink her
and it becomes a lil bit less about love
and a lil bit more about common sense
that girl that has you thinking
“maybe this wasnt the right road”
Tho yesterday your job seemed fine
now your career bath looks partly cloudy
but ya life forecast was always clear with me
Im now that girl that got your girl second guessing you
thought she knew who you was
but now shes askin who?
“who was that on the phone?”
“was it that girl?”
That girl thats got her wonderin where
“where have you been all day”
“were you with that girl?”
That girl thats got her questioning when
“When were you gonna tell me yall were friends again?”
“when you left me for her?”
That girl
That girl you thought he had forgoten
That you had convinced him he was over
After he dropped the ball with me
you came and rebounded that shit
thought you could be that girl
but you forget im it
that girl
me
the one whom
a chance siting of after 4 years
in a supermarket on a busy sunday
can change everything
change what you thought you had
change what he thought you were worth
and now for the girlfriend who was so sure of herself
so sure of her position
things just got a little confusing
but trust
confusion will subside
and youll see hes not my past
hes just not presently my present
and if you thought that mattered
you clearly dont know our future
cuz to him ill always be the one
….not you
….im that girl
 
-Radiant Theory

NUNU

P.O.W.: “The Realness” by M. Boy Dynasty

August 19, 2009 § Leave a comment

“The Realness”

by: M.  Boy Dynasty

It’s Silent.
So Simple.
Yet Subtle.
Cause of Concern, even for the Slightest Reason.

Golden && Deadly.
But not sure which one to Choose.
Because Silence doesn’t usually CHOOSE YOU.
You can have a Silent aspect of your Personality, not outgoing like, well like, how YOU use to be.
But Still somehow remain being the Motivation.

Silence is the worst when it comes to Love.
All the akward “hi’s and bye’s”, or the “how are you’s?”
Hope YOU had a good day.
Yeah, YOU too.

Or what about the Silence between friends.
The People YOU thought YOU would always know, became what YOU knew.
But in Reality, even if you’ve known someone for years or months.
It really can be the best or worst experience or experiences of your life.

“It’s better to have Loved and Lost, than to have never Loved at all.”
Great to just take a chance on someone that YOU feel, No truly feel, is worth it.
For every Asshole, their lies a good guy.
A really good guy is hard to find though, so when you have him, what are you going to do?

YOU could be that girl, that had a really good life, but was unsuccessful when it came to Love.
I know this to be true, because that was me, and YOU.
At one point, at this point, or at any point that can and will come at any given time.
YOU could be looking for Love, but not loving yourself.
Looking for someone to Love, when you Love everyone.

I find that the hardest thing to do- for some reason.
When YOU Love everyone, it starts to feel the Same, even when you’re with your Someone.
But that isn’t always true.
Somehow you’re able to just know the difference of being with your girl or your man.

The hard part is to know how to act.
Even the Most Mature have a hard time being with their girl, and hanging out with the fellas.
But when your girl introduces YOU to her friends.
I anticipate the questions to come.
He’s cute. That’s his name. He doesn’t have a job… or a car… don’t want to hear it. He’s a Lame.

But what about the things that he does do? If he is always there, or at least puts in all that he can to make it work. Shouldn’t that count for something? even for a little sympathy?!

But I can understand the logic of thinking.
A girl wants Protection && Security.
But Miss. Independent doesn’t need protection, or security, but Love.
With Love so much can be accomplished.
It takes a great man and women in order to be complete.

Truly, I am not Amazing.
Amazing is sticking to your dream, no matter what.
Sticking to your boyfriend or girlfriend, no matter what.
Standing up to what you believe in, without backing down.
Continue to do what YOU know best.

Living. Breathing. Being.. being free.
Silent Summer. Irony.
Irony is this Summer has changed a lot into me. Literally.
I feel different. Think and act differently.
But what have I or YOU brought to this summer?

As long as I got my girl, I know everything will be alright.
Knowing that I can sleep anytime I want to.
Or not sleep at all.
For my dreams are no longer better than Reality.

She’s my Reason to have a Reason.
Silent Summer?
I’m just in Love with everything, this season.

How would YOU feel, when YOU get your 1st gray hair, but then realize it’s only from Stress.
Time to Breathe in and Breathe out.
Calm down, time for Relaxation.

Yesterday is in the Past.
Tomorrow is in the Future.
Today, I’m just thinking Presently about Life’s greatest gifts.

The Realness is everything that reality is.
Everything that we see and yet fail to see.
Everything that we hear and yet not hear- due to missinterpretation.

The Realness is you’ll be hearing from me soon. Tell me when he’s Not There.
I don’t care about being the best as long as YOU promise to never forget ME.. EVER.

Love ME.. When I’m GONE.

MIKEY

“Welcome Back” by Picasso.

August 11, 2009 § 2 Comments

From the bottom where he was resting, he always thought he was 1st up, but kept 2nd guessing.

Full of Doubt & Defeat.

They scream his name in admiration, the whisper their  thoughts of judgement.

God is watching, bite your tongue.

From the bottom where he looked up to see the stars, the dreams that he still chases.

welcome back, Brenton Jacobs.

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