Pray With You - CIO Clique (Twaley & Kindred)

Pray With You - CIO Clique (Twaley & Kindred)

From a God-fearing man to his lady love....

Unspoken by Kindred

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Produced by YE Beatz
Written by Chris Hird aka Kindred
Vocally arranged by Chris & Srsoul
Recorded at INFARED INK Studios

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Random, but what I feel...

I sit at my computer, and motion my hand to the keys to paint my blank white canvas, and realize that I can't put my finger on what I want to say. You ever get that feeling like you want to say so much at once, that it makes you not want to say anything at all? As soon as you think of a topic, then a phrase, then a word, 7 variations of your words come to your mind, along with 3 more concepts to write about, not feeling like you want to say the same thing anymore, and you're back to square one? I get that quite often actually...there's a lot in this heart of mine, and I sometimes don't know just how to say it. Sometimes I even feel like I would give so much to be able to say EVERYTHING that's on my heart at a moment in time...just to be able to take a deep breath after and feel the relief...I guess it's a blessing and a curse. The ability to continuously pour out is a blessing, because it allows me to come up with the poetry that I do, at the drop of a dime, and it seems like people LOVE it! Then on the other hand, sometimes my thoughts seem to weigh me down. Last night, I had so much to say, but one thing I'm learning more everyday is that many of my thoughts are better off kept in my mind...As you can see, I still have alot to say...and sometimes I feel like many people wouldn't understand enough for me to reach out to them to say it...it would just be overkill...I guess we'll see what happens from here. If you read this, thank you. I appreciate the fact that you took the time to dive into my mind just a little with me...

Love Rage

by Blessed

As the showers fall, I see us standing in the hurricane

Your lips give way to a river as the melodies flow like water

I hear you say "I love you" as the water clears my eyes, & I see your beautiful smile

Like sunshine in the middle of the storm

As the water falls to your lips, love falls with it...

My arms wrap around you, and you shift, so that you fit perfectly in them

The storm around us intensifies with each second

Trees are rooted up, Cars overturned, Windows shatter, pavements break with the concrete

Yet the spot we stand in, is quiet

I hear every word you speak, and every beat of your heart

We stand in the eye of the storm

Peaceful with each other

When we close our eyes, I hear the winds pick up and the crashes get louder

Then I kiss you, and all hell breaks loose

When we open our eyes, we realize that the tempest is a result of our love

The world responds to our passion with anarchy, because it does not understand the love we have

It identifies with our love's ability to crush & simultaneously create, so it attempts to imitate..

Only to fall short of the essence of where we draw from

By ourselves we cause showers, but together, we take the world by carnage, causing dark clouds and typhoons

Too bad for the rest of the world, that I love you so much

They'll just have to get used to residing in chaos...

Cuz not loving u is far from my thoughts

Hello, my lovely storm

I would be honored to spend my life with you...

I'll wait until the wedding night to undress you

We'll see what kind of madness happen then...

P.S. I LOVE YOU

P.S. I LOVE YOU

Blessed

Smiling

What a great day…

Woke up with you on my mind…

Sent you a good morning text, just to make sure you were up for work,

And put a smile on your face, in hopes that it would last for the day

It’s been a while since I’ve been lonely, because I’ve had you to keep me company

I pray for your safety on the road

I trust you, but I still have a protective streak

I don’t want anything bad to happen to you

I don’t want to get that infamous phone call that would cause me to rush to the hospital

Heart pounding out of my chest and hands shaking, hoping that I can still shake your hands…

Funny how you return the favor with a twist..

You reply with a sweet message, but you make me laugh as well

Sometimes you’re unpredictable…I like that about you

I’m eating at the diner now. Just stopped by to grab a quick lunch..

I decided to give you a quick call, just to say “1-4-3, you & me”

In my mind I can just hear that ringtone you always have for me…

My favorite song

“Love…There’s so many things I’ve got to tell you…”

But…hold on. That’s not in my mind…haha I hear it on the radio as I’m calling you

Then it stopped suddenly

I hear a sweet voice say “Hello”

Then I hear the same voice echo on my receiver…

Come to think of it, it sounds like the source is coming from somewhere in front of me…

Then I see my favorite blue shirt…the same one you wear for me sometimes, because you know I love it..

& the girl with it on looks awfully familiar from behind…her hair flows like yours…

I say “Hey Babe” while looking at this girl…

And I hear the voice again around me say “Hey hun, can I call you in a bit?”

While simultaneously you say the same thing…

Wait…no..huh? Can’t be..

My mouth hit the floor, only because as I feasted my eyes on this mirror image of your hair texture, body shape, and audio melody, I realized that it wasn’t just a reflection…

But that can’t be my baby, cuz she’s sitting with some guy,

Holding his hand as they sit across from each other,

Playing little games with his fingertips..

I recognize those games..and the confused, but intrigued smile on his face,

Because ironically that’s the same smile I had when you played the same games with me

Saddened by my disgusting lunch surprise…I walk over…

Your head is down

“Can I take your order”

He says “I’ll let the beautiful lady order first”

She looks up, sees me, and her mouth drops…

“Hey hun. You come here for lunch too? I want to introduce you to my good friend, Jason”

“Good friend? Really?”

“Well damn…how many good friend’s hands do you kiss and look in his eyes like he’s the only man in the room?”

“Don’t lie…I’m no fool…you insult my intelligence, not to mention disgust me…”

Thanks for the lovely lies...the twisted times, and the beautiful surprise…

Thanx for talking about men who do what you do, while saying you don’t do the same…

I remember when I claimed you in front of a room full of people as I recited lines I wrote in your honor…afterward you said “I love you” with one tear running down your cheek

“Bruh, Jason is it? I wish you the best with this one…”

But now I see, that your “love” resembled the crocodiles, just like the tear that followed…

Cold, scaly, rock hard, moving stealthily toward your next target…

Don’t run after me…

It’s too late…lose my number…

P.S. I love you…

My Baby

My Baby

Blessed

I talk about you all the time…

Everyone knows who you are…

Everyone knows how much you mean to me..

They know you down to the texture of your lips, and the tone of your skin

No mistaking who is walking through the door alongside me

None other than my lovely lady

None other than the woman who my heart tells secrets to just by the rapid beats per minute

They know you, but not like I do

Who else realizes the angle you tilt your head when you say my favorite words?

No other man knows the gentleness of your touch when you rub the back of your hand on my cheek, just to make me smile..

When I wrap you in my arms, & you kiss my forehead, in that moment, what man on this earth is luckier than I am?

I can tell you anything…

I can reveal to you the tangents of my thought process

Then you can take that & finish the poem before I do..

Then you become the walking melody with your voice, and the drum pattern with your footsteps

You turn my poem into a song…

Even the greatest songwriters can’t quite put in words the feelings we have, because we constantly evolve..

We are in tune…beside each other, and under our Father…

He keeps us tightly knit, like the cloth he cut us from…

Ten thousand thread count, and each strand represents what we used to be, are now, and will one day grow to be…

I could say so many romantic words that might bring even a tear from your eyes and run down your cheek

But the fact still remains that I would run out of things to say as well…simply because words are not in the same domain as the thing that binds us…

Love wasn’t created by humans, & we don’t possess the capability to fully explain it to the deepest extent, no matter how hard we try…

The closer we get, the further away we realize we are…

And the further away we are, the closer we get to each other

Knowing that we must learn together…grow together..

I want to learn more about you

I want to learn why your left cheek is slightly higher than the right when you smile at me…

I’ll love you more…and I know you’ll do the same…and you already are

You are beautiful…I cherish you

My baby..

A lovely Collabo

Poet: She lays there,  sweetly gazing behind his eyelids...dark brown moonlights that put a sparkle in her night sky...

Poetess: ...it becomes harder to tell him. As she sits there & contemplates between living a lie and the truth she choses to remain silent. Her confession would only cause destruction & she can't afford to lose him, again. She's imprisoned within... herself.

Poet: Trapped within bars of chaotic thought...invisibly real...strategically set before her in every direction. She wishes her truth was a lie itself...forcing herself to make it into a fairytale night after night, only to wake up and face reality when the sulight rises her...he loves past imperfection, but can't bear the lies...

Poetess: She tries so hard not to let him see her cry. The first tear would reveal the pain, the second the truth. As he pulls her close she is disgusted with herself. How could she hurt the man who gave her nothing but the world? How could she be so selfish with his trust? How could she sacrifice the unity in "us"?

Poet: For "us" was the very vow she broke, & the very book he wrote..symbolizing her with the very title, with her kiss on every page. Turns out that he was in a daze, thinking that he knew her longer than his day. The longer she waits to confess her closet's loose change & treasure, the more the hurt will be when the truth finds it's path of light right to his veins, for the blood flow goes straight to his heart, the very location he placed her. She can only hide for so long..

She's a lovely writer...I can't wait to read more of her work!

No Title...I was just feeling something I saw & wrote this one...

Beneath the stars, she loves me

We lay there holding one another...

She's the cure to my love sickness.

She applies a kiss like ointment on my lips

While putting her hand over my heart like a bandage

Controlling the raging blood flow...

She says she loves me, and my disease is gone...

Whenever she's too far, the symptoms arise

Because I can't touch her, see her, smell her sweet fragrance

Hear her beautiful voice, or taste the rose petals on her lips..

She gives me 5 senses, and it makes so much sense when I'm with her

Because she sensibly compliments me, perfectly...flaws & all

She completes me...my woman. The rib from my side.

Now that this rib is back where it originally came from,

It can protect the organ that I can't live without

The truth of the matter is, I'm still an organ donor for her, and she for me.

She protects my heart, and I, hers

She handed it to me on a silver platter, but it was bruised.

I kissed it, and gave cpr to the valves...

She smiles now, and what a beautiful smile it is...

One of joy, peace, excitement, and most of all, love.

She is my love, my sickness, and my cure, all wrapped up

In a beautiful smile, sensual soft skin, deep brown eyes, and warm laughter...

Fathers: The Great & The Greatest

Fathers: The Great & The Greatest

By Blessed

"Chris, never put your hands on a woman"
"Make sure you love & respect them, and make sure they love & respect you as well"
These are the types of things my Father began teaching me at an early age
I look at how he treats my mother, and that alone sometimes makes me want to show my wife how lovely she is...
I'll never forget the day when we were driving out of the driveway, and you stopped the car, got out & picked out a rose, and gave it to her
At that moment, I truly realized where I got my desire to make my woman feel lovely from...you
I look back to the times when I was a little boy and you began teaching me life lessons in bite sized pieces suitable for my age..
You were always a great teacher
& even up until this very day, I still come to you to talk about my deepest fears & struggles
And I also to share with you my biggest successes & dreams..
You willingly offer such deep wisdom, truth, and understanding
You teach me how to be dependent on God, while standing strong as a man.
You instilled the concept of integrity
You taught me that I must be the same man in public that I am behind closed doors
Your teaching methods were so effective because you not only told me, but you constantly showed me with your lifestyle
You've played such a huge role in my life,
Everytime someone tells me I look just like you, I smile with pride
I don't mind being the splitting image of greatness...I don't mind it one bit
I think of so many guys I know that are missing that part of their lives, and how it affects them
I see how many girls I know are missing that part of their lives, and how they long for that male figure of strength
I'm glad that you made the decision to be here for me, without even thinking twice about it
You cared for your son, while taking in other sons & daughters under your wings, providing for, and teaching them as if they were your own
There aren't many men that would do something as great as that
Most of all, you've been the main spiritual leader in my life..
You've taught me so much about Christ, and are continuing to teach me a lot more...
I value our friendship, your mentorship, and your leadership
Dad, I love you

To my heavenly Father,
I love You with all my heart
You are the only one that could ever answer any question I ask
The only one who could completely comfort greater than any woman can
You are the only One that I want to be a part of every aspect of my days, knowing that you have my welfare on your fingertips, and on Your heart
Lord, every day is Your day, especially since You created them
Without You, I can do nothing
With You, I can do more than I can imagine, because Your power & ability go far beyond my mental capacity
I know I'm not always the greatest son, but still You love me so unconditionally
You teach me constantly
You lead me steadily
You uphold me gracefully
You show me the way, the truth, and the life
Thank You for always providing, tangible and intangible
You're the greatest Father I could ever ask for, and more
Thank You for giving me a great earthly father, and using him as a big part of Your will in my life
Thank you, & I love You...

To all the fathers out there that care & provide for your children, thank you for making a difference, no matter how hard the road may get. You are greatly valued. Happy Father’s Day to you.