The Lyrical Assassins Brotherhood Poetry

Free Falling

In life sometimes we fly, sometimes we sore, sometime we fall, but when we have faith, we free fall. This weeks topic can be flipped in many different ways. Your goal is to try to find the not so obvious way to free fall. Dig deep in your past, your present and your possible future and let your pen free fall.

This week, I’m poud to have my child host. Milah, is a romantic and her heart is filled with so many emotions.  She writes to free her soul and in doing so, her words are tangable to all.

David Cardenas

LAB Administror

37 responses

  1. Milah

    ❤ 🙂

    February 15, 2012 at 8:22 am

  2. The positivity in this write is palpable Milah. A write filled with the ups and downs of life, but with such an uplifting message. Love it!

    February 15, 2012 at 8:28 am

    • I agree with Frankie, Milah. I am so happy, that you are happy with life. I am ALWAYS in your corner. I love you..

      Dad

      February 15, 2012 at 8:33 am

    • Milah

      ty frankie 🙂

      February 15, 2012 at 8:33 am

  3. Free Falling

    Time keeps moving faster
    And I keep falling backwards
    Hanging on her last words,
    I wish I could ask her
    Why

    Why she went away
    So many words I meant to say
    And I can’t pretend these days
    That my worth was sent astray

    I keep drifting and slowly falling
    Sinking deeper, holding it all in
    Silently wishing she was calling
    As my thoughts are spinning and stalling

    I
    Keep
    Falling

    Love moved away and left me
    What can I say, it checked me
    Held me at bay, then wrecked me
    I didn’t know that it would affect me

    If I had one chance to change things
    Would I end up doing the same thing?
    You never know what change brings
    It seems I’m lost in this strange dream

    And I keep falling
    Falling for you
    Falling
    Falling for you

    Time keeps moving faster
    And I keep falling backwards
    Hanging on her last words,
    I wish I could ask her
    Why

    February 15, 2012 at 8:29 am

    • Milah

      omg… i never seen this.. totally amazing…. I truly love this. i got chiils from reading it..

      February 15, 2012 at 8:35 am

    • The what if’s of life are always a mystery and a source of sadness. A brilliant write David, and with so much to ponder too.

      February 15, 2012 at 9:20 am

    • You did the Damn Thing “D”. Love it

      February 17, 2012 at 4:48 pm

  4. Free Falling

    Woke up with a start
    no clue place or time
    Unfamiliar surroundings
    heart fast beat out of rhyme

    Senses all in confusion
    body reckless free falling
    Inky darkness not soothing
    heard a lone dog’s sad calling

    Couldn’t grasp at the moment
    struggled to comprehend
    Events of that last evening
    brought this trip to bad end

    Utopia came calling…
    lasted such a short while
    Till those faces of beauty
    smirked grotesque ugly smile

    Road started in heaven
    Psychedelic swirls calling
    All too soon awoke trembling
    Bad trip terror… free falling

    Frankie

    February 15, 2012 at 9:16 am

    • Milah

      damn.. that was beautifully written… your too damn good LOL!!

      February 15, 2012 at 9:18 am

      • Thanks Milah.

        February 15, 2012 at 9:21 am

    • Wheeew, I’ve had this dream before. I love your flow on this one Frankie.

      David

      February 17, 2012 at 3:09 am

    • From Beginning to end you scribe my life and aspirations. Love it Frankie

      February 17, 2012 at 4:47 pm

  5. DaVenom Spitta

    loved it

    February 15, 2012 at 9:38 am

    • Thank you! 🙂

      February 15, 2012 at 11:54 am

  6. Queenschan

    So quickly, blindly, and pure. Never complained about the pleasure filled pain I was causing myself. Wanting it so badly I refused to see I was free falling into another dimension to become another me. A sucker for it, and if the situation warranted would pucker ass for it. Took what is supposed to be a beautiful objective and reversed it into a malignant tool for abuse. I want to fall softly slowly and purely. If given the chance again I will let you work at your pace, your way. Love I’m ready to freefall into my man’s embrace not the one I choose but the one I’m being perfected for through your mercy and grace. By faith Lord I surrender to your will and your way, in order to fall naturally I will not search one more day

    February 15, 2012 at 10:55 am

    • This is quite inspirational. Adore the utter faith displayed here Queenchan. Excellent INK

      February 15, 2012 at 11:51 am

      • Queenschan

        I’m humbled Frankie. Thank you

        February 15, 2012 at 1:42 pm

    • milahcxo

      Damn that was swweet

      February 15, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    • I felt the pain and the sincerity in this one Queen. Wonderfully done.

      David

      February 17, 2012 at 3:15 am

    • I feel the emotion n this piece Queen, it is truly moving

      February 17, 2012 at 4:46 pm

  7. Queenschan

    Milah I felt a myriad of emotions reading this. The last passage made me go get an apple and bite right in. Yes

    February 15, 2012 at 11:04 am

    • milahcxo

      Lol ty!!!

      February 15, 2012 at 5:25 pm

  8. lefty this is some great ink.. id like to spill some to

    February 15, 2012 at 11:16 am

  9. Free Fall
    by Victoria Marie Pecsenye

    crushing atomosheric pressure
    exploding beyond all measure
    spinning, twirling through space
    is this the only way to leave this place
    splattered red
    on rock of grave
    better than to be a slave
    to loves eternal pit
    can’t remember
    makes me sick
    free at last
    through the fall
    to hell with love
    damn it all

    free fall copyright(C)2012

    February 15, 2012 at 11:21 am

    • milahcxo

      such a bad ass twist!! Loves it

      February 15, 2012 at 5:27 pm

    • An absolute huge WOW! just love this one Victoria.

      February 16, 2012 at 2:03 am

    • Wow, Victoria, this was very powerful and right in your face flow. I love it.

      David

      February 17, 2012 at 3:16 am

    • I digs this Victoria. Very strong expression

      February 17, 2012 at 4:45 pm

  10. shantell cooper

    I HEAR WHISPERS IN THE DARK BUT NO LONGER AM I SCARED
    This is the ROUTINE THAT ME AND MY SHADOWS SHARE
    ALWAYS THERE AT MY BECK AND CALLING
    KEEPING ME SAFE WHILE I’M FREE STYLE FALLING
    THE REIGNS OF LIFE HAD ME CAPTIVE AND BOUND
    THE SOBS THAT ESCAPED WAS LIKE MELODIC SOUNDS
    DRIFTING ON UNCENSORED MEMORIES
    MAKING THE FREE FALL A WHOLE NEW PART OF ME

    February 17, 2012 at 3:38 am

    • This is beautiful Shantell. I love the flow and the ending set it off. Wonderfully written.

      David

      February 17, 2012 at 3:57 am

    • I love the powerful Simplicity in this Piece Shantell

      February 17, 2012 at 4:44 pm

  11. shantell cooper

    Very nice Piece Milah… I have been enjoying your Work since first reading your post with Your Father…

    February 17, 2012 at 3:43 am

  12. Magnificent Piece Milah. A true expression of how I feel at times.

    February 17, 2012 at 4:35 pm

  13. I AM
    Failure reaching for success
    I’ve fallen so many times that up is al I have left
    And until I take my very last breath and my very last step
    I’m going to live my life and live it for the best
    I’m going to fall, because I never allowed myself to
    I want to jump. You ever wonder if someone would be there to catch you
    Well I did, so it casue my inner self to never let go
    Allowing only a few to be close to me no one else would ever really know
    Who I am
    A Man
    Who looks strong but inside he cries
    A father of a child searching for the hopes within my eyes
    A brother whose family remain, nowhere to be seen
    So I scream when the world says I’m living a so-called American Dream
    I want to lean, becasue too often I’m the one being lean on
    Let me be weak, its not always good for a man to be strong
    In depression I die, not scared to admit that at times I’ve been wrong
    But I still count on hope, all I need is my patience to be reborn

    February 17, 2012 at 4:43 pm

    • This is such an awesome write. I love how your not afraid to expose yourself. You open all wounds and let your pain breathe.

      David

      February 18, 2012 at 6:30 am

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