Thursday, February 17, 2011

Blu

"I know it's irrelevant, but rap is my profession
And just because I'm a gentleman, don't mean I'm into settling
I spend most my time on the grind, but I ain't peddling rocks
Or trying to sign to the rock, I'm trying to meddle in my own business
So tell your girls mind they own business
And I would give you my digits but see my phone isn't 

Excepting calls until the bills get paid
Now you say you want the real but it's the real I'm saying, so what's the deal?"

- Blu, First Things First

Below is my poem dedicated to my favourite hip-hop artist, Johnson Barnes, more commonly known as Blu.  His songs are just phenomenal and I guarantee if you give them a listen, you will be wondering where he has been all your life.  The phrases in quotations in my poem are names of Blu's songs except for "Therapy" by T-Pain.

Your flow is so smooth, my heart melts like butter
When I swallow your rhymes, my mind lifts from the gutter
With the bass in the background, it dances with your words
They are so elaborately threaded, the components of your verse
Salmon sashimi, incomparably unique and raw
Every beat goes hand in hand, I can't find a single flaw
When I close my eyes and listen, your lyrics keep me sane
My remedy, my "Therapy", and I'm not talking about T-Pain
If I can compare the feeling, it would be like "Dancing In the Rain"
As indescribable as endorphins being released from my brain
When it's me myself and your music, "My World Is" at peace
My mind enters serenity and I can feel my stress decrease
Every song has so much depth, I discover treasures in the hole
You speak from the heart and pour out your whole soul
It's like I have a piece of you and felt all you've been through
And understand every imagery, your views are so real, Blu
If only I had the ability to see life in your eyes
I can filter the nonsense and disregard all the lies
You preach not of material, but the beauty of life
The struggles you've faced and the conquering of strife
Down to earth, you don't revolve around money, sex and cars
Contradictory, you're beyond that, I could find you among stars
"Simply Amazing", I hear the heart of the one who sings
The passion embedded and the love it brings
I don't call this lust, I'm just deeply inspired
Sadly my chances are low when you're so widely desired
And if you have a type, I'm certain I won't fit the list
I'm ten years younger and you don't even know I exist
But age does not matter when I'm in love with your mind
I don't mean to be fan girl, but will you be my valentine?

3 comments:

  1. This is amazing, it truely is. The words used in this poem and the way you put it all together, fan-freaking-tastic. What an A+ poet you are.

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  2. wow! Agreed. This is so good! :D

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