Remember You

This evil anger inside of me,
Is going to kill the ones beside of me.

I will not be bound to thee,
This frustration and impatience,
It leads to misery.

From time awakened,
To promises forsaken,
You will bond to me.

Trembling darkness,
I must make you apart of this,

For I seek time,
And graceful rememberance.

Earn my memory.


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I, Toyed With Your Feelings?! Cool Story, Liar.

We all make decisions.

Some bad.. 

Some regretful..

And some that you just can't believe you made.. 

But the only thing on your mind that you won't be able to take in, believe, and deal with, in that very moment, when it hits you, will be that..

I could have taken you places.

With Much Commiseration,

-R-boz Ali

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Instagram @ First Look

For when your Big Blue Eyes,
Innocently hypnotize,
I some how came in your sight,
To only treat you like a Princess I might.

The accent from up north to the actress look from birth,
Precious gem, you're like my big white diamond.

I finally had you climbing,
This mountain to get to me,
For this one man wolf pack.

We spend every night like where so laid back,
The attachment issues will be the cause of these tissues.

Well see how far we can make this blessed in Texas, BabyDoll.

ASF

-R-boz Ali


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Imagining + 1 Nation Under God = ImagiNation

When ones mood lies,
We find it a surprise,
That such a possibility seems to be in attendance,
Who would have ever thought that unwillingly controlled emotions and thoughts could some how build such behavioural characteristic for the future world?

In the millisecond we think to ourselves that we are in the moment,
Living it to the fullest,
Bringing forth what no other could have brought..
Boom, that moment literally disappears,
Figuratively hands the flag to the next runner.

We don't do a single thing about it either,
We just let them be the control,
We are the constants,
Never changing, never pulling back, never saying enough is enough.

In the word 'time' the four letters stand for something amazing,
That every, still living, human should know,
'To initiate maximum effort'
That's all time is,
That's the definition of why it exists,
Every moment that you see someone asking about the time or referring to the time, it is for that sole reason.
It has initiated your effort to do what needs to be done in a certain time period given, and it works in such a devious way that, it makes you reach your max, push your hardest, show your limits that there is no limit.

We all run off of this experience in our imaginative thought process.
That whatever we are doing, saying, thinking, feeling, smelling, tasting, and becoming is what is meant to be.
We have created such a large abroad selection of selections.
We are the un-limitless ones.

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I Am Right, Right?

When anger takes the place of fear,
The rational thoughts in reality are irresistibly intolerant, right?

The attempt to not hear the whispering voices,
Makes it so much harder to resist the temptation, right?

When life becomes barricaded with undoables,
To end it all so soon is unthinkable, right?

The obligation to keep on surviving,
Is quite bearable to people, right?

But why, with what state of mind do you have room to process such decisions?

Who are you, to yourself?
Are you so pleased by your own self doing, which therefore you have no regrets? You have no second sort of believing in the different time lines?

I've heard from, and told to, that the most joyful living persons in this floating blue ball of doom, are the ones who have the most acceptance with themselves, the ones who are content and undeniably happy with their self.

They found that pot at the end of the rainbow, they mined deep down to find that special feeling, they found something we all crave, wish for, and should have set as our goal.

They found the Gold.
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We all lie deep into our truths.

What is this life we claim as life well lived?
What makes a well life successfully lived?
Is there a motivation tool we all posses?
Is there something that we all seem to carry on for?

The reasons behind these questions are above my knowledge,
If I was lying, the answers would follow,
But what deep thoughts us humans can have,
Have you ever pondered about that?

I have, I am..
I've became scared,
As to how it will all end,
How everything will become so sudden,
We might see each other,
But are we really looking at are true others?
Is there more to it than just faces?

I was told once to live and lie,
Never was I told to sit and die,
That's all imagination is.

To believe and conceive,
To replenish and astonish,
To dress and impress,
We do it all for who though?

The ones who care not to care about you,
The ones who believe to not believe in you,
They all seem to fight rigorously to not be with you,
To not see what you see,
And act as there own person,
But in the end..

We are who we are, who we use to be, and what we will be,
Because of each other.

I'm only like this because of you,
And all the others who have helped you,
No one can say they have not been nurture raised.

Pathological lying has overcome this society,
Into thinking what may or may not be true.

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Far, Far From Home

When your in so much denial, and you reach that limit to where.. The lies you made everyone believe, turn into truths. Subconsciously some how, you mind fuck yourself, and turn everything white.

The retrospective grooves, become smooth modern day lines.
Your eyes turn blue,
Your feelings stick like glue,
Eventually the ceiling falls from beneath you,
You just stare, gaze, and blaze,
Till this high isn't just a phase,
Its a part of a lifestyle you have made up,
Part of a secondary life you paid for.

Never in these days will you find such a man,
That is honest and promised,
Like myself I'd like to say,
I'd like to make you control the stars,
Bring you forth the heavens,
From poor to riches you see me for what has become and will be done,
Light will be bought,
Anger has been sought,
These fake truths,
The real lies,
They all seem to come together and hypnotise,
To tumble upon such a tangling watch,
You follow that rabbit with the sacred clock,
Into the hole of blanket knots,
We all see each other for what we've got.

Dim these lights,
Brighten these stars,
We can swing for the required par,
Hope for what should not be far.

I hope the shit that goes through your mind Is relentless in your sleep bitch.

R-boz Ali™
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Thanks For The Memories

Life wouldn't feel this real, if all the fake people left from my life.
To all you haters, Thank You. =]
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Scream

Bring forth pain,
As I see it as sane,
Calling me plain,
Psh, find a plane,

Cause your gonna need a flight back,
To reality as I show you this sack,
It'll keep you going higher,
You'll find no way to tire.

Just be careful.
They only sometimes play nice.
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Openings and Closings.

There's sometimes days were the truth doesn't come out,
Some nights even,
For weeks, months, and even years,

We deny the unforgettable,
The undeniable,
We stand in the way of pondering thoughts not predicted,
To see light and life in the same aspect of infidelity.

To forget something so simple,
We make it more complex then understandable,

We drop regrets on things in the future,
And pretend what was in the past is still now.

Do understand this level of training in motion,
Its what the definition of practical is,

Don't let it fool you into being you,
Don't Let it become a part of you,
Just let it go,

As for me, I'm still learning this trail,
You is who I'm just helping.

The key, we all hold it,
We all just can not see it,
Its inside.
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Stay on track

Sometimes words aren't enough to suffice,
This ridiculous feeling that seems to trend,
As times seem weary, I feel I should just take the advice,
Of this feeling of being at the end.

The Story begins as such;
---
We see each other from across,
The red lights brighten,
We both seem frighten,
Our fist some how tighten,
We scream in agonizing pain,
Breath in the passionate sane,
Paired together we saw a lane,
The green light faded,
The yellow one traded,
For life and threat,
Death wasn't ever set in this hollow bet,
This failed accuracy of main,
Street; followed in an alley on blades,
A skated fellow paid,
Extinguished fire,
This blade was an empire,
He saw himself for what was aid,
What was played,
This life against cash,
This money seemed to be the reason,
That we all smoke hash,
Don't take it the wrong,
But by the end we were gone.
---

The End;

This fairly seems as a loss,
But more of a suffrage I was put through,
That had made remembered of the times of trust.

"MOB; Money Over Bitches."
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SuperWomen; True Story.

"With you in this world,
Not a day has passed,
That we'd hope to be our last.

Our love has bided, for you and forever,
Don't mention what could have been better.

Because the argument would lead to a shudder,
Of blocked off memories we no longer need to utter.

You've been there for us as we were sick,
You never let go even when we kicked,
You stayed strong though our fits,
You prayed to God, at the end of your wits.

Just know that in the end,
No matter the tears we shed,
No matter the ears we bled,
No matter how much we said,

We will tell you again,

We love you, ever since it began."


~Happy Mothers Day Mom~

-Mehwish, Sarah, and Arbaaz Ali.
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Different Friends.

If there was one day left,
One moment,
Where everything was appreciated,
In all these eyes that stare back at me,
I would be the most thoughtful,
Easily trusting.

No part of me would be lusting,
I'd be a long stride,
Far from this pride,
This attire we drive,
By ourselves we would abide,
I would combine all these lies,
And pull you back from the tide,

Think of how this will survive,
Us, you and I,
How it might be built on fire,
We would push for higher,
No guilt trends,
No guilty tremble blends,

This would all never end.

I don't understand.
Please break me friend.

I never wanna pretend.

#Collide
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Your Not Gonna Let Me Take MY Final? Psh

You think your better than me?
You think you know me?
You think you that just cause your bigger, you can do this to me?
You believe in your mind that what you are doing is right?

Guess what, this is called life,
People always have superiors,
Superiors, have superiors,
And I know them,
I know their superiors, superior,

No matter it be there mom, dad, wife, girlfriend, or even dog,
I know them,
I can find them,
I can make them my best friend,
I have them on speed dial,
And they'll let me barrow their ladder,
And look down on you,
As if I'm better than you.

But you can't ask me any of these questions,
You can't even think the thought of asking them,
Cause you already know the answers,
You hate the truth,
And don't worry,

I Hate You.

-ILoveTraisters, I mean.. Traders.
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It Started With A Treat..

...For I ate such a sweet, intolerably that evening,
I had never believed what I had been beginning,

A message so long,
It had her eyes burning,
A precious given thought,
Which had her cheeks floating,
It may have been corny,
But my only wish was for her to adore me,
With these single few most words,
She at first, bellowed me:


"For when you see such a rose,
In such a bouquet, which is hidden in such a way,
The sun was gleaming, the stars were streaming,
You find a petal, as its displayed,
That of which you delay,
To see the slow motion occupancy of this day,
It hits you as you play,
With your own emotions, your own feelings,
Your heart pounds like its whaling,
And it brings you back to that dealing,
Queen of hearts, she's reveling,
She takes me past the delirious ceilings,
Cannabis is not what I'm needing,
Tis you, I'm dreaming."

Then mistakes come upon tragedies, are replaced,
Over night people become cavities, you cannot penetrate,
The medicine to our headaches, becomes an easy fixate,
True friends finally find one another, never ever to dictate.

This will grow into something stronger than just, one date.

KPSprinkles
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Fly Safe.

"We discover, the undiscovered, with the people we, rediscover."

Think of the accomplishments you have reached,
Think of the goals you have perceived,
Think of the security you have learned to breach,
You redefined their immunity to suspect and protect you.

You made this all possible, by never quitting,
Never reaching the limit,
By learning the secret of: "no limit,"
By being honest and tremendous with your self.

Were all rich in a way,
Some are just unable to detect it.

-R-boz
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Triple 'T' Rule.

You talk to them till you pass out,
You breath with them till they pass out,
You think of them till your mind blows out.

You feel that connection,
And desire to never lose it,
You bring forth commitment,
And hope they notice it.

There's just some things you can't explain,
The exotic feel of being insane,
The entire agency of living in fame,
What is to be done when,
In that persons head, you're afraid.. Its not the same?

Though you try, you try harder, you try harder and harder to try your hardest!

Like when a heart beat stops,
You stare at the EKG,
You wait for it to move,
For it to break that silence,
For it to give you that little boost of hope.

That one moment where you wait,
Feels like forever..
But you grab a bag of ice,
You shove it down your back spine,
For the chills to spline,
You pray ya'll intertwine
It all works together,

For that one little skill we lack,

Patience.

"it's just a Time and Trust Thing."
-MAMmals

-R-boz Ali
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We all ask for more time, but never appreciate it.

We speak of time as if its importance is past us,
Some how some way, we want to believe we have so much of it.
As if the infinite sign and the clock are hand in hand.
Except, the truth lies w/ in others graves we walk, drive, and talk past.

We all take it for granted,
We regret not grasping it,
When it is as ripe as can be,
Perfect as we see,

We bring forth our unintelligent human brains,
And look right through it,

Why is that?
What is the explanation?
Where are the answers?
Who is the one who brought this thought process into our generation?
When will I meet this creator?

-If there is someone, something, or just even a word that has not been discovered to describe you, please.. Stop the misery.

#IWillPray for the ones in need, including me.

-R-boz Ali
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False or True?

You will always go out of your way for others, but never will they do the same. If you believe to deny this, then you're who I'm referring to when I speak of 'others'.

-Arbaaz Ali
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Try This Coat.

Your surroundings will have to sink, in order for you to float.
I tell you this now, on this boat.
We bring forth hope,
Encouraging to leap at each and everyone's throat.

-R-boz

Beauty Brings You In - Lust Makes You Stay

You see the beauty for its looks,
Others see it for its lack of personality,
I see it for what it is, what it may be, and what it can be.

Because its not just a layer of make up,
Or a touch of glitter.

Its what makes her glow without any of those things,
With out all of the things you want in a girl,
She becomes just that, no add ons, no preservatives,
Just pure beauty and little to nothing bitchyness.

You seem to find one in a million,
But how many millions are there in a billion?
And how many billions are on this earth?

Answer: According to the Census.gov; Calculated last on
07/01/11, there are 6,946,043,989 and counting.

So as you might make her think she's one in a million,
Your not lying really, your actually an honest man.

Good-Job.

-R-boz
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Houston Set Me Free

The parents sometimes are fairly blind to everything they try to push onto others, there children mostly. Culture, Religion, and Faith.. Its things you should have the free will to discover on your own. The truth about God should lay in your own destiny, the decision making about all of these emotionally disturbing areas should be conquered by yourself. Help may be needed from time to time, but in the end you are your own person. No one, can or should tell you what to do, where to go, or what to believe in. Maybe we should start pushing back, against the parents, maybe a revelation needs to take place in this society of ours which we get blamed for being so corrupt. We should show the parents a different path, a different area of emphasis.. The thought of letting your baby bird fly away from the nest isn't such a bad analogy if you think about it in the end. Its a true life lesson that should take place, possibly pushing the mother and father out of the nest first though. So they can see the world through your eyes.. Experience the life that you have soon to live. Its all just a spoken truth, but never can you actually succeed this talk. I use to let my mind wonder continuously about why my folks shiver in the thought of letting me goto a university and move out, until now.. They are scared of the only mistake that isn't ours.. Pushing us so much into what they want us to believe, so as soon as we finally get a hold, a grip, a lose end that will set us free from this stretched out rubber band that they will lose control of us, lose all there meaningless hard work and dedication to mold us into being something were not, into seeing things like they might want to see, into becoming them.

The message I have stated for the past generation which believes like this, is the following: "You have, are, and always will.. Waste both yours, and your future generations time, by doing something such as this."

We always hear the phrase 'New Generation' the reason we as the 'new' part is because almost, if not always, every time something is new, it is different, whether it be good or bad. It is different.

I hope you didn't underestimate me for writing something such as this, because I am smarter then you might think. But not as stupid as you'd hope.

Thank You.

-R-boz
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This life we seem to think that never last..

What happends when you crash?
When you flash and pass?
As life comes before you, and makes you feel like trash?
Does this mean you've reached your peak?
When you find a seat, and clash?
Where do these moments hatch?
Like a chickens eggs, they see them splash.
As we make it here and stash, that poison which we call money.
Does this really last?
What happens when we crash?
What are you going to do to see this pass?
Cry, weep, and dash?
Take it all with you, as much as can last?
Cause when its all over, and I smash,
When we all leave this tremendous glass,
Filled with emotions and moments from the past.
Ill spend it all,
Cause there's nothing that last..
I can't take any of it with me when I'm gone,
When I crash.
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Masking

Were born in such a way we can not describe,
In such a way we wish to deny,
At that very moment you realize,
Our weight and fantasy is about to die.

Our perfect soul will become dry,
Our perfect look will become a lie.

You see each other and hypnotize,
Dig through one another to fit the size.

This society has painted a picture,
Of him, her, you, and I.

Making it seem as whatever we want is deep inside.

But what we truly need is each other side by side.
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Late November

The month of November,
Finds me crying for December.
Wanting this to be over,
I soon remember.

Why or why not now?
Why with me?
Why deny this day to be?
Postpone, unnoticed.

I love you December.
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Persistiency

Persistent+Efficiency=Per-sis-tien-cy: An action designed to achieve this; Continuing firmly or obstinately in a course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition.

"No matter what means no means to them, it means try harder to me." -ASA
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The Bigger Man

"You remember Karma? That's my bitch, and she does as I please." -R-boz.
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This is life, This is it.

Unfortunately,
these moments pass,
life becomes selfish,
and in the end you have no choice but to give in and let it be.
Think what may be,
but never regret or forget what you have now.

-Asa
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