JUNE 2011Magazine

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Nina Simmone

Dayvedreamin’

Millard Shukree

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“SPOKEN” is aSoulful Collectionof Poetry by 2 ofthe Brightest Poetsto Emerge in thisEra.

Beneath the ocean floor

The hole in the ozone

Still waters running

The lowest pitch

How ‘bout the United States’ deficit

A wise man

Darkness

A crack inside the pot

You know in the

Middle where it’s hot

The center of the earth

Total commitment

The state of profundity

The wound in your heart

Music without harmony

The opposite of shallow

A rip in your pocket

Where money used to be

An abyss

Or is it the odds of interpreting this?

What’s Deep?

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Sitting

Waiting

Anticipating

Deliberating

Praying

Living

Relaying

Arranging

Rearranging

Expounding

Running

Walking

Talking

Dancing

Breathing

Exhaling

Singing

Laughing

Crying

Sighing

Testifying

Losing

Winning

Sharing

Caring

Hurting

Loving

Learning

Teaching

All while attempting to sketch a prosefrom its

Beginning to its end.

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Dayvedreamin’ was born in Brooklyn, NY but spent mostof his life in Jamaica, Queens. He began writing Poetryand rhymes at the age of fifteen. By his second year incollege, Dayve quickly acquired fame and became notedfor his poetic aptness, with poems being published inonline editorials to publications in the U.K.

In 2005 he would go on to self-publish hisfirst book, “Rhythm & Poetry Vol.1”.Dayvedreamin’s passion for the arts farexceeded the world of rap and poetry into theworld of film and songwriting. He studiedacting at TVI Studios in New York City andwas cast in a few Indies films, including“Fates Fortune”and a small role in the featurefilm “PJ”. Dayvedreamin’ was also cast byMTV to partake in network productionsincluding various shows and promotions.Dayve released his first mixtape “Life is ButA Dayvedream Pt.1” in 2009 and continuesto be a triple threat in the world of Hip Hop,R & B and Poetry.-Dayvedreamin’- Author/Poet

“What Dayve Dreams are Made of”

Dayvedreamin’(This Poet

dreams big)

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Someone Knew, Someone New

The pop band Keane say,

We might as well be strangers in a different place...

And I agree cuz I don't think really know your face...

I never thought I'd say but please mark down this Date...

I found a new love,

I'm moving on today...

Its not that I hate you,

Its time for loving me...

And my new chick,

I know you reading this,

But hold your applause its gets better Miss...

I know at first I'm hard to deal with,

You recognized my space,

But there's no distance between us now,

So that word's erased...

Its life and love ahead,

Hold my hand let's race,

Its new but we getting there with a familiar pace...

So I know every step you take,

And your footprints are relatives with my brand newFaith...

And my soul is the wind which blows your hair toface...

No need to put it up,

Why u think my hand was made...

I push each strand away just so I can look yourway...

Now you trust when I say,

I won't ever let anything,

Come inbetween us babe...

Unless its the veil you wear on that very day...

When I confirm my love and reaffirm I'm done withGames...

Unless we playing with junior something that FisherMade...

But that's some days away for now I might tattooyour Name...

Or I might ink ur lips,

And u can place it anywhere that you like to kiss...

Either my neck or abs cuz u lovin every inch...

And when u scratch my skin on back I'm feelingevery Pinch...

But if my pain is ur pleasure I'm taking all of it...

Then u reciprocate the notion take in every inch...

Cuz its 50/50

Though I should take 90 Cuz ur a 10...

But ima give u 100,

Cuz your my everything...

And when I say 100,

That's my effort in percent...

But there's a margin of error

Cuz I'll try as hard as I can't...

That means for you I will do the impossible,

I'll leave David Blaine in awe,

You'll see how open his mouth can go...

Then he told me that's he drooling cuz your bad,

And cuz u got me pulling rabbits out a hat...

And I'm givin double my love,

like I sawed my baby in half...

And when we eat my baby never pay half...

Whatever the bill I will cover the cost,

So she only reach in her purse for her lip gloss...

Anything you want baby is yours...

And if I can't get it its something I'll strive for...

So if its an high expense to me it still make sense,

Cuz to see u not smile is something I can't afford...

Ima leave ur mama milk and some cookies too..

She Santa,

Your my gift and she delivered you...

Rapper but its my day off,

I'm unwrapping you...

Christmas is months away but its present day,

I been hurt in the past I'm happy present day...

And she's my past,

But your the future,

For the present Dayve....

Dayvedreamiiiiiiiiiin'...…

Copyright © 2011 Dayvedreamin’

Poet Speak Magazine pg.10

Rhythm and Poetry Vol.2 is the sequel to the original release in 2005. A collection of personal,social and domestic issues all combined into one, Rhythm & Poetry Vol.2 is contemporaryurban poetry at its best. This book features the popular pieces, “Chris Brown” and “SuicideWatch”.

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Dayvedreamin’

Without her I have a permanent black eye,

I been hit hard,

I'm not a tough guy...

Smile on my face but you can't judge abook...

So its safe to say I feel the same way Rhiannalooked...

Now I'm falling for a girl who seems to hatemen...

If she could stand other woman she wouldn'tdate men...

Mainly because everything the other niggadid...

Now I'm tryna be nothing the other nigga is...

But I did similar shit with my previous,

So I'm guilty if I return to where the scene is...

And she'll just say Goddamnit Dayve I'veseen this...

Before,

Save the excuses for your way out,

Since your familiar with the door…

And she's familiar with my paws,

On her body or with footprints,

Either way I'm a dog...

But I'm just barking for a bite...

After we make love you can find me howling In the night...

Cuz when your full mooning me,

Its really moving me

Cuz my hands move to where your panties used to be,

Its transforming me,

Not that ima freak,

I'm just a wolf now ima make you sheep in sheets

I just wanna praise you,

Your worth is unmeasurable

Senseless to appraise you...

So to love you forever,

Only way to repay you...

And I put my money where my mouth is,

So when I kiss your lips I save you...

Plus talk is cheap,

So just lick your lips don't speak...

You have all my interest,

Now invest in me…

And I can tell your love is real to me...

Cuz instead of sayin' what you can do for me,

You tell me what you need,

And it still comes off as G...

So to spoil you,

I Will Change His Ways, “Whatever”

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I feel spoiled just to have the opportunity…

I say something sweet, you say "whatever"

But I know you believe me...

Cuz Fake is a language I could never speak...

Lie is the language of a country too...

A place I'll never go,

My passport expired,

Love won't allow me too...

Without her I have a permanent black eye,

I been hit hard,

I'm not a tough guy...

Smile on my face but you can't judge a book...

So its safe to say I feel the same way Rhianna looked…

Now I'm falling for a girl who seems to hate men..

But I'm not men,

I'm A Man,

Your hot and your my star,

I'm A cool Fan...

You have ideas about love,

I'm A Plan.…

I picture a family,

You holding my child's hand...

I wanna be saved,

And your my last chance...

He couldn't change his ways,

But I Can.…

Copyright © 2011 Dayvedreamin’

Millard

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Heaven Skirt/Hell Dress

Know of those who drape & decieve to display decency-

Shallow covers, non descrete for abyss stricken secrecy-

Falsely secured behind your clothes walls but behind closed walls iswhere your morals bake and broil, then...clothes fall-

We're in the age of eatin' "chicken noodle soup wit' a soda on theside"-

Soulja boys "yuuuuuuuuulin'" in a line! Traded our tap shoes forsnap dances...look how the shuck n jive is so disguised-

I'm seeing how to figure out why leaders now got lion eyes withcoward hearts, use bigger words with micro smarts-

Got chrome n steel with empty clips, spittin' lies through honestlips, them paper walls,yeah!, they do get ripped!-

Hidden agendas wear no apparent gender, them shysters are so oilslick how they neatly gift wrap the bullshit-

Pull...kick...intoxicating habits,no!, just lock away that skeletonbone!-

Fronting is synonymous with modern day artistry-

The other side don't necessarily possess the hue of brilliantgreenery...it ain't what it look like!-

I've had a brush with regal renegades who practice patientrighteousness, not through empty rhetoric or commercialized ethnicparaphernalia-

Soothing sights to public eyes who only see what's ailing us-

Know of those who own class beyond formal education, lifescientists-situational scholars, married to justice with no prenuptial-

Dressed for success, subtle modest sustitutes, proof that purity istangible not just on TV land, you know?....acted out by theHuxtables'-

Witnessed faith-givers that never claimed perfect-love is love theyrenamed a dove that would never turn serpent...sustained earthlywith clean hands and stained garments-

Ferocious holy war warriors that strike sonic but humilityengulfed,I mean, humble enough to appear harmless-

Skilled marksmen with stupidity in their targets....that's what it belike!-

Those who stand upright and tree-like!-

Copyright © 2011

Millard Qayyim Shukree

“Poetry is a Movement,A Power that won’t be Denied”

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