peace beloved

Gutter Star Haikus

            For Sir Pop a Lot

Color schemes program

Brown shorties to become hood

Subliminal traps

By design you can’t

See sky over projects’ height

Won’t go where don’t see

hood flick

Glory Portrait

Dropouts about to get back in the game

Pop 40 highlights outta town escapades

Been afraid

Tomorrow might transition

Too comfortable to bounce so hastily

Lately becomes yesterday

Half a man cell decay evaporates with each pull

Lil higher stale lavender flowerpot

Opposite of true intelligence

Can’t get an overtime replay

Blown call at hood tournament

Do over suspect Watson flooded

Camouflaged hot boys ready to ignite fuse

Challenge your promotional single will ever

Reunite familia haven’t seen

Since shat for amusing embarrassment

Ayer chopped down faster than

Ancient swamp trees

Woodchip legacy

Projector on side of brick fades with sun

Rises over brighter mistakes

You can’t take back when your ball caught limbs

Bird shit dropped on brim

Chances are slim screams battle

Just to hear loud whispers

What we supposed to do with all this knowledge

Brag about ignorance

Or freely distribute jewels to beloved

Float gravity deadly possibility

Pluck grey hair

Wisdom be Achilles

No time for shook sons

Don’t question power

Voice is necessary

When old wounds get fresh scabs

Grab mother’s hand

Stop dumb weight crashing father’s dome

Should know lane by now

More confused how life will turn out

Stay rooted in faith

Happiness is not for sale

Point is to do it

Fuck depression if you fail

You succeed from your effort

This is not your fault

You don’t deserve doubt

Hang on to hope

Don’t dead your dreams

Impossible seems likely

Fighting air letting you breathe

Accept anger

Endless bliss crying hurts

Perhaps manana won’t end like this

Give thanks for your ground

Floor slanted to make you slouch

The real has just stepped into the house

fucked up angel

Nuyorican Angel of Desperation

Go get it

Got that fever itching

Cojelo con take it easy

Suave pai

No need for bug out be chillz

Relax these are facts

Relapse more probable than elevation

Resuscitation of reputation unlikely

Why try fighting your oppression

You have that tranquil passive lean

Fux your American dream

CREAM ain’t just a ring tone

Bunch of shallow company

Shut up and smoke dope

Shells never dummy

How hungry are you

Enough to sacrifice

Can you go with out

No matter how loud you shout

No one listening

Hands clammy puddles

Plan one day to bubble

For now real struggle

Cotton mouth stinky paranoia

Legal aid inconvenient lawyer

Lack of ours waste hours

Watching brown skin wrinkle

Dried fruit bruised and beautiful

Shit shave shower

Might feel better about regular routine

Pana this ain’t a dream

Attempting fantasia out every day

Which way

Can’t fix a crooked game

Exclusive proof you lame

Copycat kitty until you bitten

Hand that breeds you

Who believes you

People in lurk of some strife

Gripping bubble guts

So hangry could belch

For fine first impression

Eye contact without daps

Thirsty coqui peleando

For last sips of dusty botella of regret 

angels son

Nuyorican Angel of Tragedy

Boiling all of sudden

Drop frozen yucca

Thaw on gummy spine

Precipice of pinnacle

Shaky wobbly

Pocketful of ni papa ni agua

Fuzzy tumbleweed shutdown records

Fertile plot reap succulent revenge

Worthy of heirloom redemption

Biggest flaw is carrying burden

Con gusto

Swimming between comfortable coast

Endless ocean abyss

Get reacquainted with barrio of Atlantis

Switch vantage penthouse fire escape

Boomed out dungeon basement

Bad decisions inconvenient timing

Epiphany evil lurking

Silver lining shadows

Shatter glass in case of certainty

Blurring greys and browns

Thunderstorm with no contingency

Extinction coming imminently

Starts off with cough then congestion

Heavy burden then stressing

Aging before maturity

Unexpected demise

Poverty resigned impossible dreams

Get used to drowning as breathing

Leaking as healing

Losing like keeping

Honesty sneaky stealthily smuggling

Suffering in tiny paper cut slices

Price is cheap

Product defective

Creeping in shadows of blessings

Bathe in bucket of tears

Floating in funnel of fears

Mistaken motivation through years

Frustrated days slowly disappear

Don’t turn around

Act surprised

Whole life

Been watching you

As I lie

Props to SOPA

And so I am alive today

And I call that

Victory

Naomi Ayala

Fly the flag reconquering your essential space

No disclaimer for what’s already been given

Standing on top of past failures

Dancing over self denial

Brand new bugalu bangs with blessings

Message no longer be afraid of divine protection

Profession of faith is to stomp sin compromise

In face of criticism

Unmask yourself obvious villain

Jeepers evil stalks you

Shaking chair inviting beef as you soothe

Away anxiety with good news gathering

What have you done

Daring to exist fearless

Don’t let weakness be strongest attribute

Legacy testament to how tough you been

Next century smoothly circulate

Regenerative energy motivate ancestors to share

Despite lack of invitation you made presence visible

Stuck in critical statis

Undermines basis of self actualization

Sacrifice reputation

For sake in creating original path

Most awake when

Opportunity can be affirmed

Return to examine growth

Hope to not see you here

For quite some time

Do me a favor and get lost

Relocate where you should land

Safely enough whole flight

Give Bronx cheers for timely arrival

Participation crucial enthusiasm vital

Earn props for surviving

Predestined outcome of inevitable demise

Do not be shook to show how you’ve risen

All our problems are now forgiven

Peace Maestro. Props to El Profe and Capicu

Something Simple

After John Rodriguez

Mama asked

You out there

Writing or puffing

Poet on park bench paranoid

Can’t avoid being naked

Santos scream

You better slide quickly or

Suffer reefer percussions

Scribble noise

So proud to be Story Avenue

Sound View rough drafts

Noble nightmares

Left block any chance could

Even though gone

Carry Clason Point in backpack

Move in silence

To the head so loud

You still smoking

Shorties still bugging

Homies grew up

Brothers outta town

Papa’s clubbing

Mama’s moving

Body weary

Bleak pastel shades

Steaming heavy

Too early in morning

Love’s hangover

Lonely shadows

Slow dancing diablos

Throwing piropos at cielo

Charm a silver lining out cloudy sky

2015 heavy

Don’t sign away your life

Pow wow with proud people

Bring forth righteousness

Divine drop jewels round neck

Catch respect all praises for mazes

Meant to capture wide lenses frame

Broken ears repaired heart

Band aid round brain

Rabbit receiver plyers on black and white Vision

Prisons bended bars to let you taste freedom

Through hole in fence

Prevent shame from overpowering passion

Why did you begin rapping

Lurking remixes to love death pain happiness

Satisfied with malaise

Conquering inaction with professionalism

Maturity assuredly

Positive logical profitable blessings added

Each one like counting pennies

Who can be friendly

When acquaintance is convenient enemy

Wondering why you so lonely when you seek

Bitter company suffering solitude

When you should have happier attitude

Open windows look out pull shade

Pray to mirror give thanks to sky

All the reasons why lie outside

Go gather your semillas

To reap proper harvest

Charges against you been dropped

At the puddles you been splish splash

Catching chill at dusty elbows

Let your warmth thaw your frost

Add up the cost

Cancel out your weakness

What is this voice you speak of

Grappling ghosts

Deadening demons

Realize your potential is within

Shine of your gleaming

No more half stepping

Declaring dreams out loud