Come In Let's Talk

Come In….
….Let’s Talk
By: Orlando M. Hundley


Come in let’s talk
Let’s have a conversation
Let’s learn from each other
The word of the wise

Let’s talk
About love, peace and humanity
Let’s talk
About knowledge, confusion and insanity
Let’s talk
About infidelity, loyalty and whatever else maybe

Come in let’s talk
Let’s have that good ol’ conversation
Where we sit back and laugh
And make our crude accusation

Let’s talk
About all the things
That was left out on the street
Let’s talk
About all our problems that
Are bounded like shackles on our feet
Let’s talk
About our credit, death and the law

Come in let’s talk
Let’s not be a prisoner of our own words

Never

Never, gonna break my heart

Never, gonna be apart 

See, you're never gonna walk away and leave me at the start

Never, gonna see me cry 

Never, gonna live a lie

See, you might as well just walk away and leave me that other lie 

There has NEVER been a time in my life.

Where everything in front of me just seems so right 

I've come to far to let you break down my spirit

I've got a lot on my mind and you're about to hear it. 

Never, gonna give my heart away 

Never, gonna let you look at me the same 

See, you're never gonna find another one like me 

Never

All I Wanted

Tonight I think I died, yes the machine has died 

My heart is cold, solid and petrified 

A cavity solidified by the hands of time

To think that there was once something there 

This is more than a broken heart to bare

I wanted to be the one you loved but 

This is a bad situation and I 

Never been this confused

All I wanted was for you to be there in my life 

All I wanted was for you to share my joy with

All I wanted was a life with you, but instead

You left me with an empty soul 

As I walk, I walk down the isles of pain 

My mind, mutilated and defamed  

A corpse that is depicted but with no name

To think that there was once something there

This is more than a fragile body to bare  

I wanted you to be the one to hear me but 

This is a bad situation and I 

Never been so confused 

All I wanted was for you to be there in my life 

All I wanted was for you to share my joy with 

All I wanted was a life with you, but instead 

You left me with an empty soul 

The Joy (I finally found a friend)

One day we will understand but for now I am left with thoughts of how it could have been. My heart is broken, shattered and stranded on the corner of Boulevard of broken dreams. I guess the perspective we shared on life with individuals has evaporated to meaningless words. I guess all good things must come to an end. I worried myself until nothing ceased to exist. The weight of the burden compacted my soul; these walls are closing in on me. An angel came to me one day and told me to kneel down and pray. I did. Now the joy of my world is living inside of me everyday. I've found purpose, purpose through love, strength, courage and wisdom. It was inside of me all along.
The Joy is that - I found a friend in me. I found a friend in Jesus, and I found a friend in my surroundings. I have found a friend in you. I found that heaven don't last always. Sometimes we have to go through hell; mentally, physically and most of all spiritually. I've been downtrodden enough. It's time for me to saddle up and ride into the sunset. I have to say that their was/is not a bone in my body that said I didn't "care"; but I've given up on hope. The joy is - that I finally found a friend. A friend called "life". I have to love it, breathe it, embrace it and live it on my own.

Life of Sacrifice

I am gonna take a deep breath and hold my head up high
You are not going to like what I have to say
I am gonna do what I want with out you breathing down my neck
Filling my ear with condescending remarks that make the mad man cry
Step back and stop polluting my aura with your dark colors, my friend
I am beautiful and I am here to show you who I really am, I am what you see

Nothing can stand in my way from doing what I want
Nothing or no one can understand what I've been through
Nor can they walk a mile in my shoes to get to where I am going
We walk this earth for a reason and that is live
Live for yourself but not for others , yeah
I know it is easier said than done
But you will not allow yourself to try

These distractions in life are called lessons
They are there for a reason and for us to experience
They are there for us to live, learn but to never forget
Is there anything the equivalent to the right kind of wrong.
Living a life of sacrifice is not easy 

Therapy

It's 2am and I can't sleep 
I crawled out of bed and took a step towards the bathroom, knee deep
My body is submerged in a sea of my emotions
The bottle says - one refill left call two days before 
In my hand is a pill that will make everything better
I am tired of loosing this battle to depression 
Repressed memories escape like secrets from Pandora's box
I don't wanna feel numb anymore 
If I take this pill all it will do is create an illusion 
The therapy began with a look in the mirror 
My eyes were dilated as sweat drips down my face
I can't bare to look him straight on 
It's 2am and I can't sleep
So I crawled out of bed took a step towards the bathroom, knee deep
My body was submerged in a sea of my emotions 
The bottle said - no refills left call your doctor
In my hand was a pill that made everything better
The therapy began without a look in the mirror

How many of us really know?

How many of us really know what love is? 
Millions never will. 
We masquerade the wants of our hearts 
Restricting the flow of love through our veins. 
How many of us really know how to love? 
Millions never will 
Because we are so blinded by the facade 
Of what LOVE really means. 

The outer extremities of love isn't what we're to see

Love is patient
Love is kind
and envies no one.
Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
never selfish, not quick to take offense.
There is nothing love cannot face;
there is no limit to its faith,
its hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things
that last forever: faith, hope, and love;
but the greatest of them all is love
We as individuals are conditioned to see what love is. 
And under these false pretenses we have forgotten 
about what love is 
Love comes naturally
Like a high, like autumns-rush, like from the heart
Love is not a Pavlovian theory 
Love is not conditioned. 

Self-imposed prison
By: Orlando Hundley

It’s no ones fault but mines
Only I can determine the length of time
Of which I stay locked away
It’s no ones fault but mines
That got me in this predicament in the first place
It’s my fault
It’s my life
It’s my self-imposed prison

Vibe

Vibe
By: Orlando Hunldey

Sitting here tryin’ to make a rhyme
Chanting like its a ritualI need to write,
I need to think Struck with darkness,
I need to blinkEverything seems so dismal, C'mon
Think it's almost time, Sitting here like I've committed a crime
My brain, is not working
Neurological signals have eyes-a jerking
Trying to close them to manifest a rhyme
I am left with nothing the clock reboots every timeDown the pipes here it goes Neurotransmitters starts to glow
Out of the darkness from down under
A cloud appears and it begins to thunder
Word starts to foil
DRIP DROP DROP DRIP My pen begins to toil
I write, I think, I think, I write
Until I couldn't write no moreIt was a quarter to 4 and now its 5
Just when I began to feel the VIBE

Computer Love

Computer Love
By: Orlando M. Hundley


My love
Have you missed me?
I missed you
I have been away for too long
I miss stroking you
I have turned you off and I know that was wrong
But it’s today, today is the day
That I must turn you on again and gather the information
That is long overdue
You have some many qualities that I need and love
You love music
You provide me with info that can be used
I remember when you were some sort of nymph-o-Commercials
That’s how I found you
You were beautiful to the eye
I admired you so much
I went out to see if you were a great buy
You keys were perfect to my touch
You are the best thing made by man, but sent from above
So I must call you my computer love

Confinment

Confinement
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Eat and shit
Shit and eat
That is all I can do
Sit and a-wait
Confinement is a bitch
Tired of it all
I cannot elude the thoughts that I have compounded in my mind
I am confined by my thoughts
Confined by feelings of worthlessness
Hatred
Sadness
Animosity
Pity
Confusion
I would lock myself away in a cell
But I am already condemned enough
No man should be tortured with these feelings
If he feels that he is not love, then he should be loved
If he feels that is not wise, then he should be taught
If he feels that he is not a friend, then he should be befriended

Confinement is a bitch
Tired of it all
I can not elude the thoughts that I have compounded in my mind
I am confined by my thoughts

Today

Today
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Sixty years from now came today
When all we did was laugh and play
Constantly we’ve thought of going our separate ways
Thinking we’d be together
‘Til our dying days
But Sixty years from now came today

His joyous smile
Makes a lifetime worth while
He cared for many but love much more
And it was his personality that I will always adore

Sixty years from now cam today
When all we did was laugh and play
Constantly we’ve thought of going our separate ways
Thinking we’d be together
‘Til our dying days
But sixty years from now came today

She was an extravert
Sometimes stubborn and stuck in her ways
Admittedly straight to the point
Truthful-
She’s my kind of girl

Sixty years from now came today
When all we did was laugh and play
Constantly we’ve thought of going our separate ways
Thinking we’d be together
‘Til out dying days
But sixty years from now came today

A Runner's High

A Runner’s High
By: Orlando M. Hundley


The frost is on the ground
The sun slowly works its way
Through the clear crisp sky
I stand on the porch and take a deep, deep breath
And exhale the morning air and sigh
I tie my shoes to reassure the comfort
It’s a runner’s high of some sort

Pretensious

Pretentious

By: Orlando Hundley


You never seem to amaze me...
Boasting around like you know everything
It's understandable
I know
I at times have the same problem
But you, on the other hand, don't think you do
Unpretentious, that's what you have to be
Down-to-earth people are happi-Errrrrr
I would love to set you straight
Give you a taste of your own medicine
But why bother, because you will never change
Why must you be this way?
Reach your conclusion before the stories over
Find fault where there is no flaw to be depicted
I am tired of always having to take up for myself with you
Why must you look at me in defection?
I’m not perfect
Can’t you see that?

A Kids Candle Light Prayer

*A Kids Candle Light Prayer*
By: Orlando M. Hundley

You are born every minute of ev’ry hour
Of each and every day
You flicker and dance like a golden flower
You help me kneel down to pray
You are my comfort my warmth and
Often my guiding light
You are there to tuck me in and say to me goodnight
This morning I turn to look over for you
But you were out of sight
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
How could you have let me miss the bus?
I’ll tell my teacher before I cry
My candlelight blew out and
I don’t know why
I awake this morning nothing was there
Not even the wax, or its hair.

Feeligns/Love

Feelings (Love)
By: Orlando M. Hundley

I am a sensation that involves the perception of touch. I am the sensation that involves the feeling of warmth.
I am the emotion that comes from deep with in our hearts.
I am the feeling that set each and everyone of us-apart.
Am I sensibility or Am I sensitivity.
Or am I the general impression conveyed to us by divinity.
What am I? I am Feelings






Love
By: Orlando M. Hundley

I love you for who you are
I will never let you go
You will always
Have a place in my heart
That is something you need to know!!!!

Imagine

Imagine
By Orlando M. Hundley

Imagine,
Awakening this morning and the sunlight’s shinning on the floor
The white satin sheets fells so soft on your face
You get out of bed from ha heavenly dream
And slip on your robe
You look over at her as
She lye in bed on her side
The mocha-tone from her skin fills the room
With an elegant array of fireA deep, tender, indescribable feeling of affection and solicitude
Has fallen over you as you got ready for the day
You couldn’t get her off your mind
Oh how you loved! Oh how you loved!
That you could stay
The fresh pot of wild flowers didn’t you any
She must have picked them the night before, you thought
Found them on the kitchen table with fruits from the store
Fresh, Luscious, Succulent strawberries
Reminded you of how sweet she could be
Carefully, you placed one in your mouth
A burst of warm sour, but yet so sweeet juices flow from your mouth
Down your lips, off your chin and into your hand
You never felt something pure and grand
Everywhere you went that morning you found
Words that she have written in red
Love
Trust
Understanding
Affection
Honesty
Tolerance
And loyalty

Architect/Bella Coquette

Architect
By: Orlando M. Hundley

(Dedicated to God)

I am not just an architect
That builds bridges between lands
I am an architect
That helps build bridges between friends
I am not just an architect
That design houses that’s big and grand
I am an architect
That helps design houses for the poor unfortunate man
I am an architect of Life
I am an architect and I am God
The architect of great heights

Bella Coquette
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Bella means (beautiful) Coquette means (flirt)

Just another heart breaking story
On a midnight summers’ eve
He waited for the one he called love, but she
Never showed her face, so he sat with his
Heart on his sleeve
Ev’ry morning he awoke thinking of Bella, and his
Revealing contour was not that typical magic lantern
It was her coquettish ways he never understood, but he
Kept running back for more, until she left him for good.

Dancing with Destiny

DaNcING with Desitny
By: Orlando M. Hundley



It’s inevitable
My fate has already been decided
Who is this person starring at me? Suddenly
Our two worlds have collided.

She is,
Intoxicating when I hear her voice, it
Sends me on a natural high
Should I, Would I, Could I
Let nature take its course
Or kiss this world goodbye

We danced for hours
She was an angel in disguise
A vision that’s all knowing, talented and wise
She knew everything before my thoughts were manifested
But she was careful with them
‘Fore they could easily be molested

She was,
Intoxicating when I heard her voice, it
Sent me on a natural high
Should I, Would I, Can I
Let nature take its course
Or kiss this world goodbye

She possessed something beyond human power
I held her hands sensing what to feel
Confusion on one and the other
Calm and surreal

Last Word
By: Orlando M. Hundley


(I was tired of being the authoritative figure w/ friends)

I am not your dad and I am not your ma
I don’t care if you jump for joy, hip hip hora
I am not the one that holds your hands
And if your feelings are hurt, I’ll be damned
I am not the one to say chose your words wisely
But I am the one that will smile back at you kindly
I am not the one that will stab you in the back
But I am the one that will tell you what’s next
Keep this up; this day will be your doom
Smack, Crack, Ding, Bang, Vroom
I will have the last words in this room
I will have the last words in this room

Black and Strong

Black and Strong
By: Orlando M. Hundley
(A little boy wonders about life and why he’s treated differently)



They say:

If your are black, then you are not strong
If you are small, then you are weak
Don’t be ashamed; you’ve done nothing wrong
Stand up tall and be the peak.
The peak that stands out
Yeah- show them what you are all about
Hold your chin up. No that’s not the way,
Sit down and I’ll show you today
Straighten your back and look up high
You are almost there, now touch the sky
Shoulders broad, stomach in
Show them the real you
That you hide with-in
Feet together, hands by your side
Now we are ready for the adventurous ride!
Are you ready to walk the world?
Look at me! I am a shinny black pearl
No not that one. I’m over here
Black and Strong can’t you see clear.

Childish Adults

Childish Adults
By: Orlando M. Hundley

You be trippin’
Girrrl you must be insane
Shut your mouth
And quit playing these games

Childish adults
We have no room for you
Open them eyes
Because I’m not through

Disrespect is the key here
In my face, behind my back
Home training that’s what you lack

You be trippin’
Girrrl you much be insane
Shut your mouth
And quit playing these games

Conversation/Life and Salvation

Conversation
By: Orlando M. Hundley


(Hot day/African American women/ crowed on a train)

“Excuse you!”
What Excuse me!
“Yes excuse you!”
“But did I not ask for your attention.”
“Why must you thrust yourself into my precious conversation?”

“If I wanted your two cents, I think I would have asked!”
“So can you butt out! Find something to do
It’s just a simple task!”





Life and Salvation
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Jesus our life and Salvation
You gave me life
To wander your creation
Earth, Wind, Fire, Rain
How could you do it?
Give your life up again and again.
Forever I’ll live eternal life
Because you are my God, and
You know what’s right
Together, forever you and I
When I reach your gates
Will I have wings to fly?
Far from the craters and fiery pits
You are my god!
I deserve what fits
I chose not to drink or smoke
But bellow your name
To waste my life
That’s a cryin shame

Lost Love

Lost Love
By: Orlando M. Hundley

I’m stranded in heartache and pain
I don’t know if I’ll be in love again, again and again,
Heartache and Pain

Wondering while I sit here beside you
I don’t know if I can ever live with out you

Baby, I’m so lost with out you
Feeling the pain all alone
When everything gone wrong
You are the one that leads me home

When I look into your eyes
Ev’ry star become a diamond in the sky
When my heartbeats
Your soul is with mine
My love for you is like a rush
Against time

Baby, I’m so lost with out you
Feelin’ the pain all alone
When everything gone wrong
You are the one that leads me home

Incomplete

Incomplete
By: Orlando M. Hundley
(Love poem)

Since the day I was born
I felt there was a need to mourn
Not because of death and not because of sorrow
But because I felt incomplete going into tomorrow
I felt my life was missing a link
A link that would help unveil my personality
A personality that was seeking for attention
I searched and searched but never any redemption
Why, because I felt incomplete
I was sadly losing confidence and not facing reality
So I started fantasizing of that special someone
Just so I could find a sense of morality
And I did it all because I felt incomplete

Thank You

Thank you
By: Orlando M. Hundley


Ev’ry night I sit and wonder
If there’s a greater power
When ev’rything right has gone wrong, Lord I pray

Lord I thank you, for forgiving me
This day, Lord, and I will pray
Praise your name on high
Praise your name on high

Ev’ry day gone by I treasure
Jesus died to save my life, forever
Make me whole and purify, my heart
So I won’t grow apart from you

Lord I thank you, for forgiving me
This day, Lord, and I will pray
Praise your name on high
Praise your name on high

Heartache and Pain

Heartache and Pain
By: Orlando M. Hundley

(A song of loneliness)

My life will never be the same
With ev’ry breath that I take
When I saw the beauty of your name
You took the pain away.

There’s been so many times
That I lost a friend of mine
So I come to you today
To take the pain away

All the heartache and pain
When I was left out in the rain
I know, I know, I know
You were there for me
When I wasn’t there for you.

I wish/ Mommy Debbie

I wish
By: Orlando M. Hundley

I wish I could sit down and think happy thoughts.
I wish that someday I would have someone by my side.
Experiencing everything together.
I wish one day I can open my eyes and you’d still be there
And not be a figment of my imagination
I wish there were no boundaries for who we love
That time would allow us to experiment
With the chemistry we have
I wish you were here with me right now.
I wish……..


Mommy Debbie
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Mommy, you’ve told me stories of
How you almost lost me when I was young
Of how you cried to the Lord
A song unsung
He saved you and me
Blessed me with a mother of love and security
Throughout the years I hope
I’ve been the son you’ve dreamed me to be
I hope I’ve went to the extreme
To discover and explore
Explore
What life has to offer-?
But to you mom
I love you so much
I don’t know what I would have done with out you!
I love you mommy!

Kissed by and Angel

Kissed by and Angel
By: Orlando M. Hundley

Sleepless during the night and the world is rapidly spinning
My desire to live is slowly decreasing
I pray to the Lord have mercy on me
He said look into my eyes and tell me what you see

A world of drunkenness
Loneliness
Emptiness and Infidelity was what I saw
How could I-possess such illegitimate flaw?
They were unreal, unnatural in a sense
But I kept on watching in hope of suspense
Carefully he placed me down to rest
MY soul was one with body and flesh

My heart was thumping
With no rhythmic beat and
I could feel the blood flow from my head to my feet

Breathing was the same
A complicated game
I didn’t want to live, but she kissed me again
Two dimples appeared on my cheeks that night
To always be to remind me to never give up the fight

Escape/In all the wrong places

Escape
By: Orlando M. Hundley



Close your eyes
Imagine me by your side
You’ll be free
Lift your heart
And take my hand
I will do the best that I can
So take my hand

Don’t you cry
Those worry tears
Close your eyes
Escape your fears
Imagine me by your side
You’ll be free
Just lift your heart
And take my hand
I will do the best that I can
So take my hand

In all the wrong places
By: Orlando M. Hundley


Love is like a rock found in all the wrong places. It is hard to come by. So many people cry about not having the right man or women to hold or cuddle them. Mentally fighting repressed feeling they have inside. We often put ourselves through unprecedented amounts of misery and pain. Love is like a rock found in all the wrong places. It is hard to come by. We spend our lives waiting in the background, while the scene before us has changed. Waiting until the second act, to go and get what we want. So therefore, we look for love in all the wrong places.

Introduction

“If you can imagine it,You can achieve it.If you can dream it, You can become it."
-William Arthur Ward





When my pen touches the paper at night, my two worlds are suddenly scripted. Imagination is bounded carefully with reality to protect my sound state of mind. It is not often can I elude the torture of insanity. The state of reality become fertile with mystification, contradiction, deceitfulness and helplessness, but with a little of imagination there is always, in the end, room for optimism.

Pieces of Me

Pieces of Me
By: Orlando M. Hundley

My journey started when I was a young boy. I was naïve to the world and to its surroundings. My state of mind, before I knew it, would become corrupted and there was nothing I could do.

Iniquity, the opposite of good, would begin to hunt me for the rest of my life.
What do I do, when the world around me is all I know? When the people I love are what makes me happy, sad and confused. The flair-up of feelings and emotions are taking control. How do I deal with this? I don’t know? Everything has become so confusing. Confusing in a sense that I would do anything just to get what I can’t have. Why is that? Why is it that men, always want what they can’t have. What I feel sometimes does not matter. It’s like not one individual has ever cared; not even myself! The world would be much easier if our way of thinking would never take over our hearts. Sanity is the solution, but it’s insanity that is the pollution. I feel insane. I am loosing my mind. Why do I feel this way? When I’m happy I am sad, and when I’m sad I am happy. It’s like my emotions don’t know when to take control at the right time.