A BROKEN ROSE….

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

The Rose That Grew From Concrete

Has Sharp Thorns Now….

Tho’ No Longer A Baby

She Still Smells As Sweet

A Rose-Bud Has Blossomed

Into A Lovely Bouquet

Around Which Her CARETAKER,

ALLAH IN THE DIVINE PERSON

OF MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD,

TO WHOM PRAISES ARE DUE FOREVER,

HAS BUILT A STURDY FENCE….

– ONLY ONE HAS THE COURAGE AND THE INCLINATION

TO TACKLE THE WALL AROUND HER.

LIKE SLEEPING BEAUTY’S PRINCE,

HE STORMS IT WITH DETERMINATION –

ALL-THE-WHILE, NEW PETALS CONTINUE TO FORM

BRIMMING WITH CONFIDENCE THAT ONLY COMES

WITH THE KNOWLEDGE OF SELF.

HER AROMA AND INTELLECT COMBINE TO BEGUILE HIM

BOTH GROWING STRONGER AS THEY AGE…

SO APPEALING….

THE HUMMING BIRDS & THE BEES DRINK HUNGRILY

FROM HER CONVERSATION.

SHE VALUES THEIR ADMIRATION.

WITH MORNING COMES

FRESH DEW, SUNSHINE AND ANTICIPATION.

TODAY MY PRINCE WILL COME….

WITH HIS LIQUID SWORD,

HIS SHIELD

& SUIT OF ARMOUR

EVER-READY

TO PLUCK AND PROTECT ME!”

SO, SHE SPREADS HER LEAVES TO RECEIVE AND

WELCOME HIM TO HER CONCRETE JUNGLE.

– NEITHER UNAFRAID NOR INHIBITED BY HER THORNS

HE FERTILIZES THE CRACKS IN THE CEMENT

AROUND HER WITH THE HOPE THAT

SOMEDAY WILL ARRIVE AGAIN SOON,

BRINGING WITH IT NEW BEAUTY AND LIFE

TO THE DARK AND DESOLATE

METROPOLIS

WHERE ROSES SOMEHOW MANAGE

TO STILL FIND A WAY

TO GROW UP THROUGH CONCRETE….

TOMORROW

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

WHAT AM I GOING TO DO TOMORROW?

MUSIC

POETRY

ART

LANGUAGE

SCIENCE

MATHEMATICS

TECHNOLOGY

THEATRE

DRAMA

STUDY

FAITH

KNOWLEDGE

UNDERSTANDING

LOVE

WISDOM

REFINEMENT

LUXURY

CLEANLINESS

PEACE

KINDNESS

RIGHTEOUSNESS

PATIENCE

WAIT

YOU

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

A.j. Washington's photo.

YOU are my Nightingale in the Spring.

YOU put the beat in my heart.

YOU put the melody in my song.

YOU put the Fire in my Sun.

YOU put the sparkle in my eyes.

YOU put the joy in my smile.

YOU put the rhythm in my rhyme.

YOU put the right in my wrong.

YOU make my life wholy complete.

YOU put the harmony in my melody.

YOU put the Heaven in my Here-

After the hell of this old world

In which we now live.

The Smile That’s Reserved Exclusively For Me….

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Every morning,

The ONLY thing more beautiful than the Sun

Every night,

Gives Me Sweet Dreams

Until the

Morning Light….

What I live and breathe to see

The Smile

That no one else can see

Unless they’re looking at him

Looking at me.

(or thinking about me… 😉 )

I LOVE YOU, AMAD-JAMAL

THE KING OF L.A.

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

MILK CHOCOLATE

COCOA BUTTER SOFT SKIN

ARMS LIKE CAVEMAN CLUBS

CAVEMAN CLUBS

EYES THAT MESMERIZE

HYPNOTIZE

DEBONAIR

TALL AND STRONG

LIKE A CALIFORNIA REDWOOD

THE M.V.P.

YOU SHOULD SEE

HIM IN HIS GAME CLOTHES

THE SURE-SHOT

GOOD DANCER

MAKES ROMANCER

FELL-IN-LOVE-WITH-JUST-ONE-GLANCER

COOLER THAN HOMEMADE ICE CREAM

GROOVIEST PAD IN TOWN

ALWAYS DOWN

SO HANDSOME

CLEAN, NEAT AND WELL-GROOMED

BESPOKE MOHAIR SUITS 24/7/365 & 1/4

ON HIS NUBIAN PHYSIQUE

SWAG FOR DAYS

PUTS ME IN A HAZE

DISPOSABLE INCOME

THE BOSSSSSSS

KNOWLEDGE OF SELF, GOD & THE DEVIL

STOLE MY HEART WITH ONE LOVE LETTER

CHILI-MOST

FROM COAST TO COAST

COLD CRUSH

SWEETER THAN RAW HONEY

POCKET FULL OF MONEY,

FINE AS WINE,

AND MINE ALL MINE!!!!!!!!!!

I HAVE THE RING TO PROVE IT!!!!!!!!!

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YOU BELONG TO ME

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

 

 

 CHEF AMAD JAMAL HEADSHOT

Sometimes, I sit and wonder when you grew up into a man.

I missed it.

I love it though.

I love you like you are the boy who used to entertain me

From Trinity to Paradise 24 until today.

You fascinate me.

Now you are a full-grown man!

That can take care of me too.

That is the BEST FEELING in the World.

Because I know that little boy is still in you.

I’ve got the Best of Both Worlds…..

 

your crooked smile

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

as deep as the Nile

but much more beautiful

I never realized it was

Until I looked closely

At your picture

It says,

“Smile too.”

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MY KING

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

MY MEMORIES OF US

PROPERTY OF HIP HOP

1. Received a note from a boy I didn’t know. Asked me if I liked him. Don’t remember what I said. Most likely, “Yes” considering the turn of events that followed.

  1. You rubbing your feet on the carpet and shocking me. Ouch! I don’t know how you did that. Boys…
  2. A butterfly landed on you and I was so JEALOUS!!! I had no idea how rare an occurrence that was. I’ve never seen anything close to that again in my life. I guess that was Allah’s way of pointing you out to me as “The One for Me.”
  3. You showed me honeysuckle and how to partake of its sweetness.
  4. You having two last names.
  5. Me writing down the lyrics to love songs and timidly giving them to you.
  6. Blue Jay finally being alone together and our classmates pulling us apart, breaking my heart to this day, it hurts. Finally alone together. And never able to get back together since.
  7. Basketball games. I seem to recall you being the youngest (smallest) member of the team.
  8. Rancho Cienega – you told me you didn’t play baseball. You played Basketball. That was the coolest thing I had ever heard in my life. They didn’t even have a gym yet. I guess that’s why you were at the playground with me. 🙂 1929072_1058754600951_3024531_n
  9. Saw you at L.A. and didn’t know who you were. Stephanie Trice told me you were “A.J.” now. I thought that was cool. But still thought of you as My Jamal.
  10. Tennis
  11. First kiss by the girls’ gym. Braces and all. 
  12. Walking to work holding hands and passing The Merchant of Tennis which is gone now. 😦
  13. You told me you played tennis at Jim Gilliam. I had never even heard of that park back then.
  14. Ditching class on the stairs listening to your Walkman. Patti Labelle and that devil. I hated that song. Now, I know why. Sweetheart with the devil; Go to hell with the devil.
  15. Going to Burger King and you borrowing money to buy me something.
  16. You and Al coming over and me getting mad because you would always be in the office with my father.
  17. Al jumping in front of and getting hit by a car and ending up with a broken leg. Crazy! I don’t remember him coming with you to my house after that.
  18. Sitting on the couch, listening to Stephanie Mills feel good all over (I hated that song too), not wanting to go to work and you making me.
  19. Me getting mad and poking my bottom lip out and you flicking it making me laugh.
  20. You wanting me to go to your Homecoming. I didn’t even ask. I knew my parents wouldn’t let me go to a night dance. 
  21. Writing a rap about you that I lost. I think I gave you a copy. Hope I did anyway. All I could remember was the first line. “I know this COLD-CRUSH guy. His name’s A.J.”
  22. Laughing at you because you couldn’t dance.
  23. You doing the Guess with your hand behind your head when you went low.
  24. Singing A.J. by K.B. 

  25. Pee-Wee’s Playhouse
  26. You working at cool Intellitoys in The Beverly Center while everybody else worked at the food court.
  27. You making me feel good about my jacked-up braids.
  28. At some point your mom took you out of L.A
  29. Thought you were cheating on me with a white girl at your new school and didn’t have the confidence to ask you about it. Gave up and just started cheating you.
  30. Suddenly you didn’t want to talk to me anymore when I called and you never calling me.
  31. Being at the Beverly Center and we must’ve seen Michael Bivins and you made me feel stupid for still liking him. “You still like him?” (Thank-you for that, Bae)
  32. Saw you at Paradise 
  33. You Leading me up the stairs to V.I.P.
  34. Slow-Dancing to “Adore” every week
  35. You buying me a rose seems like every week
  36. Asking how you got so good at dancing and you saying, “I practiced.” 
  37. Being in the audience with Michelle cracking on your suit and then you leaping from the audience onto the stage like Plasticman or something, stunning the whole audience and shutting her up. That was the dopest thing I have ever SEEN in my life.
  38. YOU BUGGING ME ABOUT THAT BELT!
  39. You coming up to the Plantation and taking me to Taco Bell where they had that un-carbonated soda that was super-sweet. It’s a subway station now. 
  40. Me and Michelle driving you and Kaiu to some party.
  41. You not wanting to talk to me again all of a sudden.
  42. You kissing my daughter (who shares your initials, 😉 ) ON THE MOUTH at Venice Beach and left me feeling dejected wanting you to kiss me too. 😥
  43. Seeing you at that party on 59th and Alviso that Damu told us about earlier that day at the Fox Hills Mall. And being the only girl slam-dancing with you guys to that song by those devils.
  44. My cousin having a picture of you out of some magazine (you had dreadlocks and mudcloth on) on her mirror. :/
  45. Asking my cousin if she could have any man in the world who would she choose and you were my choice unquestionably. 
  46. Seeing you at The Roots’ show, I don’t know how many times. Once some Indian girl asked me if I wanted to stand near you. I shook my head vigorously, “No.” I was insecure back then. Never, no more.
  47. Seeing you at that birthday party that I realized later must have been for you and you kissed me on my lips and sent me spinning. I managed to make it outside before I had to sit down and nearly passed out. #seriously
  48. Seeing you at that club, I think it was called Chocolate something, and the next week again, it was your birthday.
  49. Going back to the same club and giving you a rose and the lyrics to Endless Love.
  50. Being in the pool/Jacuzzi at that hotel when The DF was in town. And the party in Bel Air.
  51. Seeing you at the club for the last time. That was the best night of my life. Oh, to be able to sit on your lap and cuddle up with you with your arms around me! That was the closest I’ve ever been to Heaven. Perplexed, wondering why none of your friends said anything about me sitting on your lap.25935_1360730135671_389964_n
  52. You waking me up at 10:22 and making me think about you at 10:22 twice a day every day ever since.
  53. Not being able to get you off my mind until today.
  54. Coming back and it was a completely different scene.
  55. Your wife being so interested in me.
  56. Ma’Kaya as uncomfortable as I was.
  57. You asking me where was my camera, which I had completely forgotten about for the next 15 years. Someone stole it before I ever had a chance to view the footage of you.
  58. You taking me home in that cool little Supra. And you HATING The Dogg Pound. “What is this?” Me testing you to open the sunroof that I knew you had never opened and you doing it!!! I was so impressed by your strength and determination and ultimate success.
  59. Wanting to wear your Shawn Kemp jersey as if it were a dress to whatever awards show you were working at.
  60. You again, not wanting to talk to me anymore.
  61. You telling the police your name like it means something.
  62. Me feeling so disgusted at the pride you showed saying it.
  63. The police taking my sunglasses off my head.
  64. You telling me to “Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never come back.”
  65. You telling your neighbors some story about me that I wanted to hear SO BADLY.
  66. On my way to your house and Erika showing up out of nowhere and taking me to the movies instead.
  67. On my way to your house again, but hearing all those “Nevers” in my head, and ending up at the police station where I sat for hours until they took me to the hospital.
  68. Trying to replace you and getting burned every time.
  69. Reading about and going to your show. And leaving so embarrassed, when the D.J. played “Ms. Fat Booty.” :/ Too many “nevers” still in my head to try to get backstage to see you.
  70. Finding you on Myspace, right after you signed up.
  71. Being so happy to be able to actually send you the actual song instead of just the lyrics. Allah U Akbar (Allah is the Greatest) for technology!
  72. You having a show with Acey and asking me to come. But I couldn’t. I would now.
  73. Missing you. Wanting you. Loving you. Coping by writing poetry.
  74. Wondering when I was going to see you again. I knew it was going to happen eventually. You had been in my life all this time, popping up unexpectedly. So, since I didn’t go to the club anymore at all, I figured it would be in Leimert. Then I heard you were performing at the Artwalk. But it was at night, so I couldn’t go.
  75. Trying to get my mind right so, I would be cool when I finally saw you again. It was inevitable.
  76. Learning where you worked and resumed my pursuit.
  77. Being cool while you were trembling like a leaf. Why didn’t you look into my eyes, Baby? You know what was there. Love. Love. Love. And you knew you were not deserving of it in there with a devil. Couldn’t handle it. But it’s still here (LOVE). Still. Still. Still. Still. After all this time. I still love you. I’m so sorry for hurting you. Please Forgive Me. I don’t have any other options. I have learned over the last thirty years that you are meant for me. Allah (God) told me I was put here to submit to Him and to serve you.  I cannot marry another. You are the only man for me. You are the BEST and I’ll not settle for less. I’ll just wait until you come to the same conclusion. We were made for each other and no one else is going to work for either of us. We are SOULMATES. Trying to make it work with anybody else is a waste of time. I know this and you will soon come to know. I’ll be waiting. Still. I’ll Always Love You. 

 

 

 

WE MUST DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

~

DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

TAKE YOUR PRIDE OFF THE SHELF

STOP BEGGING THE WHITEMAN

FOR SOME OF HIS WEALTH

~

GET OFF YOUR BEHIND

GO TO WORK AND PRODUCE

THE THINGS THAT WE NEED

TO GIVE OUR NATION A BOOST

  ~

THE KINGDOM OF GOD –

WE’VE GOT TO BUILD TO BECOME –

THE RULERS OF CIVILIZATION –

HARD WORK WILL GET IT DONE

  ~

DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

DIG INTO THE EARTH

AND EXTRACT FROM ITS WEALTH

   ~

GROW YOUR OWN FOOD

AND RAISE YOUR OWN COWS

FOR THEIR MILK AND FOR LEATHER

TO MAKE YOUR OWN SHOES

   ~

DIG INTO YOUR EARTH

SHE HAS EVERYTHING WE NEED

ALL YOU HAVE TO DO

IS JUST PLANT THE SEEDS

   ~

WE NEED LAND FIRST AND FOREMOST

CAN’T PRODUCE ANYTHING WITHOUT IT

FOR FOOD, CLOTHES AND SHELTER

REQUIRES LAND – NO DOUBT ABOUT IT

   ~

WITH LAND WE’LL GROW FOOD

AND EVERYTHING WE NEED

IN UNITY WITH ISLAM

AND ALLAH – WE’LL SUCCEED

      ~

DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

PRODUCE OUR OWN WEALTH

IN TWENTY-FIVE YEARS

WE WON’T NEED ANY HELP

        ~

WE SO MUCH TO DO

IN THIS WORK TO BUILD A NATION

BUT WHERE/HOW DO WE START?

LET’S GO TO THE REVELATION

    ~

“COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE,

THAT YE BE NOT PARTAKERS OF HER SINS”

WE MUST DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

AND THIS IS WHERE WE BEGIN

     ~

SEPARATION, INDEPENDENCE!!!

ON SOME OF THIS GOOD EARTH WE CAN CALL OUR OWN

A PLACE WHERE THE SO-CALLED NEGRO

CAN BE FREE TO BUILD HIS HOME

    ~

A HOME OF HIS OWN

WITH UNLIMITED WEALTH

ALL OF THIS CAN BE HAD

IF YOU DO SOMETHING FOR SELF!

~

ENDLESS LOVE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

ENDLESS LOVE

I met this guy when I was eight (8) years old.
I fell in love with his eyes and my Crush was Cold.
Kinda Brown and Mesmerizing
I Would Get Lost in His Gaze;
Oblivious To The World Around Me
You Could Say I Was In A Daze.
Only eight (8) years old and already in Love,
With a Ten-Year Old God, who fit me like a glove.

As the years passed,
My Love Only GREW.
And Although there were others,
Every Few Years It Would Renew.

I’d run into him somewhere,
And end up in his arms;
Lost in his eyes,
I’d succumb to his charms.

To this very day, my love deeply burns.
And Who Knows But Allah
What the Future Holds?

I thought he was a Muslim,
Because of his name,
But he’s not in the Nation,
And Sunni is not the same.

In love with a Non-Believer!
What Kind of Muslimah am I?
Allah is The Best Planner tho
And on Him do I rely.

All He Has to say is “Be.”
And it is.
So, if it’s His Will
Then I will be his.

But until then, I’ll just wait and stay chaste
Until that sure day when I’ll again see his face.

The Man Whom I Met When I Was Eight (8) Years Old.
Fast-Forward Thirty Years
And
My
Crush
Is
Ice
Cold!!!

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤