Cussing A Curse With Worse Verse

The Next and latest book in the Unlocked Thoughts series, Cussing a Curse With Worse Verse! It's now officially released online!!  There is a link to buy and get a signed copy from me below.

Humble Beginnings: A Saga Revised

My debut book! I will have the paypal link set up soon. This will be the only way to get a signed copy. For now, its available at create space store below.

https://www.createspace.com/4470422

Open The Gates

One love, one heart
I'm thriving with both but still lacking one.
If you can't guess then I'll give you a hint.
Its the one two many lack for self

There are times I give it more to others than me
I've realized that a lot lately.
Restless nights mixed with early morn edible delights...
Have not fed the hunger i need to satisfy the tremendous appetite of daily...
That's brain and body with vibes and energy
Licking my chops to feast has been a task as of late.

And school is something I don't wanna feel like a burden like in the past
Stuck by circumstance in this chamber abode of confined chaos
The key to open the gates is hanging on the side of pants of Janitor named obstacle.
And he calls the other keys that surround it courses.

Forces of delays to grin and bare the days in this willing path I've found myself on
Half blindly, seeing myself forge forward with hopes of snatching the key to sanity.
Debit is good, but I have nothing in my name so my credit is dead-it.
First broken key...
Through these going on 7 years of spoken seasons showing my brethren I want to love and live through spoken reasons,
shortcomings made me question this gift of verse and curse.
Second Key broken...

Even though I got all this knowledge
Back up in college and trying ban the scarlet letters of falling back
But my soul is being tugged on again.
Self control is getting shifted again...
The supply of utensil tools has been deplenished
This causes me to ghetto electronically free write with my free right.
Third key, bent, but not strong enough to open the Gates of solace.

I'm a vet of many things, but only half have soaked inner peace through me.
Love for many is a roller coaster of a relay.
But I have no complaints of what place I'm in.
Its been better to me these days then the past 16 years.
Loosening the Master locked bars for enlightenment I desire.
My being has a poetic pacemaker implanted inside from the fifth year...
Scrambled scribes scratched the surface of the man I've envied to be.
Music, has sung helping hands of ancestors past
to wake me out of nights as the living dead in this bedroom.

So, when will I take more charge of these breaths to just Open the Gates?!!
Ain't no time like the present to present my future with a past to be proud of.
Over thinking a vagueness is a part of my astrological and personality make up.
I know.
But I'm breaking this habit slowly, yet swiftly.
Here...I sit by the computer still being taunted by this Janitor
Who is believed to hold the key to busting free of this caged prison of lost mind, body and souls....
Only to discover, this redemption key was in my pocket the whole time.
The gates were already unlocked.
Not having the strength and the illusion of being locked,
was the transition of independence, getting the best of me....


"Honest Abe" Abraham Benjamin © 2013

NaPoWrMo~1/30 Priorities

She burns bright with transparency to me...
Like a translucent watery flame.
Slippery essence with heated emotion fueled by love...for me and life.

There's nothing I wouldn't do to etch simile smiles
On this sun kissed by God face wit out surgery.
Cause poetic purger y penetrating our profound love: would bring back the verdict of perpetrating as her man, and I love her!

Abbreviated as Deb
But far from a Debutante.
Truth is she wants and needs me....
Like I want and need her...
But sometimes my priorities be messed up.
Watch me be at these shows on the mic going
Blow 4 blow, from
City to city
Have no pity for the stages I slay...
Thing is whats heavy on my mind is that my Ms.'s misses me.

I've been on the Abc "Last Resort" tip
Acting like a trip filling in a catholic SIN cup
Need to be more on my Donell Jones like,
"U know Whats up"

F USPS, with their priority mail.
Im a keep reminding you you're my Priority female.
Express...sending packages from the heart
Understanding that a unlawful fact which most men
Take presents like your love for granted is exactly
The reason God gives future gifts to another through
Karma's post office.

And letting my ego grinding toward success
Cost me more than producing any book or CD
Is a price too rich for me living in vein
So reigning over any rain is whats needed.
To think, I cant balance both work and my woman
In life is unconventional, impeding self-centered.

The fact of the matter is
Keeping my priorities straight
Shouldn't be a moral habit orientation dilemma;
And render me useless.
Now that I finally got the point
Leaving this piece like the end of my last joint.
Period!


“Honest Abe” Abraham Benjamin [© 2013]

Going 4 Gold ('G' Miners) (Honest Abe and Verbal Artisan collab)

 When you CUM for me...
I want my dick to feel like a homeless man
Getting hit with the 2nd coming of Hurricane Katrina
Because its been that damn long since it felt this clean by your juices.

Splish splash and drip drip from my tip
I need throbbing clit and penis slayer coochie lips to drown my shit.
But I know sticky rewards can't be reaped with out putting work in it Slow...and HARD...
b4 picking up the pace horse racing my black stallion in through your track.
Now bring it back...

Back to when lips locked left you with back shocks b4 the back shots.
Back to the thought of a grin lead to the thought of me in...you with a purpose
Back to a time when letting go of inhibitions and exhibitionist contorted positions to toe curling sessions come...
made u CUM..4..ME...
Back to change and the melody of momentum we sent out to universe together
 no other man could conqueringly curse.
But...that's...wishful thinking yet to be real.
So lets just return back to sinking into the kinking.

What we'll be making won't be just a love affair or fuck affair
Though will be fucking in the air.
No chairs, stairs, ladders, kitchen counters will be off limits.
And apparatuses always fit the grinding regiment.
show me why your head game gives new meaning to the term "Contact Sport" in the fellatio part of these sexual Olympics.
Pass that pussy cup of life so I can earn this destined cunnulinguistics championship you've held just for...me.

See, what's been torturing me since we met is
the potent pine-sol penetration scent tones couldn't help myself to be drawn to.
From temptress brown eyes and wealthy thick thighs plus the convo
gave me a mental and physical erection that can't be sized up.
the rush of blood flow had me ready to GO...IN!!

Trying to hold back my gutterish grin...
Like how soon will it be till a tote of you gets me lifted
Put preaching to practice
allowing me to knock the stuffing out ya muffin and break box springs on the mattress
Wondering if all the licks, tongue tricks, and the insurance of penile endurance...
will make you 5 finger discount the humanity out your black hole into bed sheets...when I'm not around.
I'd figure that's the kinda ground and pounding that's hard....to be found these days.

Prove me wrong if there's doubt and I'm just BS'n your Psyche.
I'm lucky you ain't look me up and down thinking to your self,

"Should I really F' with him...?
 I mean who knows where he dirty ding-a-ling done been...?"

And I'd be wanting to find the same thing bout your kitty kat with out using my lie DICK-tector.
Give me honey B affection
While searching for the "G" sector to ooze that combs nectar
expose the pleasure principle that Ms. Jackson 4got
We already hot to trot for each other
Ain't no stopping us now...
We on the move.
not trying to be smooth...
So how bout we create a groove in the bedroom wall with your ass
lasting longer than the ones in your weave..?
There's a whole world of pain, pressure and pleasure
I'm sure don't wanna miss out on with you.







Verbal:


WITH NO QUESTION I’LL MAKE YOU OOZE FROM JUST A GLANCE
Your eyes will BEGIN TO dance once you see me COME OUT OF MY PANTS

Your heart will start palpitating when I APPROACH YOU
I’M A STAR PLAYER AND ONE HELL OF A COACH TOO
One taste of me will satisfy every sweet tooth

NO POSITION OFF LIMITS – ‘cause I’M very FLEXIBLE
I’LL DO A THREE SIXTY WHILE SITTIN ON YOU

I’M LIKE A DURAG, MURRAY’S GREASE AND A HARD BRUSH CAUSE I CREATE WAVES
I’LL HAVE YOUR EYES ROLLED BACK WITH YOU PRAYING TO GOD TO BE SAVED

HAVE YOU DAZED AND AMAZED LIKE THIS CHICK GOTTA BE AN ALIEN
CAUSE NO HUMAN ALIVE HAS MADE ME FEEL BETTER THAN no questionin’

I’M BETTER THAN THE BEST OF THEM
When I’m on top you gon feel like the pearlie gates you just entered in
With clenched teeth you gon give heads nods of approval like I really needed confirmation

I demand deep penetration… I command it
My pussy is the rim you got the ball - you better slam it
Tackle me - Ram it…

I don’t watch football, but I play the sport well - You better go deep or get placed on the sideline
‘cause I bring pure elation… you gon feel like you on cloud nine with your toes curled and chills ru nnin’ up your spine
your only answer is gon be YES when I ask if this dick is mine

my mind is insane
causing all type of neurological affects when I tap into your brain
you won’t even wanna change your bed sheets covered in cum stains
you gon want me to forever remain - you'll start considering your body tatted with my name

you’ll love how I become an actress and use your body as my stage
Don’t need no script or to be taught how to play

I guess you can call me a natural… it’s done effortlessly
I’m like a drug I create fiends, I’ll have your body craving for me

have you pleasantly reminiscing
the fullness of my lips and how I use them when kissing

the way I rotate my hips and move when switching positions
the way I arch my back you’d think I was a professional gold medal winning gymnast

you sure you ready for this
My clit is addictive I’ll have you like a trained pooch on command doin back flips

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NaPoWriMo 1~30- 4 Bidden Fruits

I'm off my rocker....

after having wet day dreams of how I ROCKED her...world.

Until I can make that a reality to behold, my hand with out hers.

My side with out her, my bed with out her...essence to make it whole...just feels cold.

She, makes me feel wanted.

She, and those giving ways from far away has me taunted.

She, is so tempted to be mine and I vis versa.

She, if given the chance would be ready to run the gauntlet of love with I....

This woman,

with heart on a cautious pedestal...only for who is deserving.

This woman,

illuminating Oshun chakra shots to my soul's 3rd eye...

...forcing it to cry lava tears of phoenix humility and humbleness.

This Woman,

who has left chain letter-choker melodies of memories impossible for me to abandon on writer's block...

doesn't understand or realize shadow emotions are hard to shake over time!

You....a summary of this man's anthology greatest love of all deserving of a Goddess possessed within you.

You, the redefinition of imperfectly perfect

with hairless mounds between thighs

my lips need to engulf,

tasting strawberry chocolate bliss from the heavens to get lifted on....

You, the 1 of a kind, tantric arrow cupid ever made...

I've been waiting seemingly centuries for his ass to finally

target my damn chest;

So "My better half" can slip from these lips like tongues malesting nipples passionately.

The words "Sane" and "Pain" are one in the same when it comes to her.

With feelings inside

that trend more than Nicki Minaj's ass injections on twitter.

For some years now,

a Rapture of poetic symphonies laid dorment beautifully plaguing the ready to cross line

of air and opportunity...

in the back my mind a foundation

in her slave to love and happiness heart plantation needs residing with mine...ASAP.

So how can the gesture of pleasure be denied/ignored

when she not so subtly plants a bed of interest

in the garden under my nose to get a whif of what potential smells like..?

Tells me, my uniqueness and comforting characteristics

touched that torchured male terrorized faith in true love...

...and good men,

is slowly regaining justified hope to exist;

She also happens to be aware of

some overlining intrigue of pursuite from my direction as well.

This woman...Like B McKnight said, "My pride always gets in the way.."

I should have begged you to stay.

Flipped the script on me, playing role of Donell Jones in his song, "Where I wanna be".

Left me to see...what good could come from self focus, and notice like a chocolate Lotus flower grow to a desired peak.

Meek woman,

with soul stirring factor to make a man like mine's aura need crutches from our first encounter...

Since I know the energy exuding would be so fucking crippling and indulge in every second of it.

There has always been an age old adage that suggests

the combination of lover and friend,

usually form relationships with endurance of longevity...

You are the type of woman to make that sound like an understatement.

Just survey any man with pulse you give mental and physical hard-ons to try to prove me wrong.

I'm no angel by far,(and neither are you)

which is why you possess the thoughts to bring the Scorpio devil out of me.;)

Though I guess I can blame fate, for the question in my head of

why the current state of "WE" isn't in a future yet to see...?

Now, at this point...I'm confused.

Bruised beyond the fact of,

why God would give me such a proximity mine residing below my rib cage...?

Just like my mother birthing my vessel of flesh, didn't ask for this damn it!

Its suppose to be me and one other designed to have as lover, confidant, under covers, never put no one above her.

It's suppose to be when a brotha gives with reciprocal tendancies,

when she does in kind, Karmic complexities and complications shouldn't return!

It wasn't suppose to be This woman,

in this mortal komabat game of love...

Scorpion spearing my being magnetic pulling me to "COME HERE!!"

To get caught up in a relm of content that won't leave me alone to this day...

It wasn't suppose to be this bandit from BK,

taking a risk to open chambers to you,

unlock thoughts to you, make room 4u....

and still feel as lost on my road 2 redemption with contents under pressure...

I was born with...of empathy and genorocity that has become

a curse and a blessing like this gift of verse;

burdened...

What form of unholy pain in a pastlife of desired joy was caused for myself

wanting to taste these 4 Bidden Fruits laying on my chest's plate...?

Was Lauren Hill right when saying, "It could all be so simple...but you'd rather make it hard."?

And feels like it applies so well to this scenario.

Heart feeling like a greedy fat kid hoe,

With no dough to buy its freedom from such a love pimp situation

anguish mixed in the frustration, have no right to complain and

find some way to stay true.....

TO BE CONTINUED....

Copyright Abraham "Honest Abe" Benjamin 2012

All rights reserved

Pieces 4 Ur Heart

Pieces 4 Ur Heart

When it hits that thin line between late night and day break...

the next stanza of you is hard to start...

because in mind I'm with you,

but our bodies are apart so I hope these words connect the puzzle board of this growing love.

There comes a time in a mans life when he realizes games are for bedrooms and toys.

And Boyish tendencies only dis your Psyche.

So my agenda and mission, incite your mind with guarantees.

ignite your chakra with tantra's for dynasty lips to suck the legacy out my Ankh.

While I leave the shores of your Nile River soaked for generations to cum...and to come.

My words are the bonds I use to hold on to my sanity and lingering solace.

They massaging your heart and soul leaving a euphoric content inside

is a humbling bonus for me.

I can feel it...the clear residue of Carbon monoxide from my pupils.

My soul wants to get some air and stays scentless.

Rumbles of despair within the instinct part of my trifecta fears…

I want to love you new.

Love the inner beauty possessed but shown to the privileged few when

the door of opportunity to your hearts sanctuary is unlocked.

I'd must be shell shocked to have you believe and me conceive the notion that

I'm a poetic surgeon to help repair, and fulfill your needs...but I'll try.

Trust, this isn't AB trying to spit no game atchu...

my current mission is to polish the picture of a jewel inside your chest

and keep the frame around it from dope fiend leaning.

Since I've seen and know women, some friends, others ex's

who's aura me and other men have provoked, broke and damaged,

not delivering what they deserved right,

was blind to my neglecting ways even though

my vision is considered 20/20 in hindsight.

Just getting my mind right...on this road 2 redemption.

Like Vanessa, no man should have the power to crack your sunshine

via the mistrust and disgust of trifling brothers out there

That gives the rest of us a bad name.

But in regards of good ones...I can only speak for myself.

You know we all are far from perfect,

though I'd never want a Goddess like you to hang hopeful happiness on the shelf.

So, lets agree to say love and content solace together is all about perspective.

And if its believed you've had your "Final Fantasy"

Then every blow taking from this point on will be supper effective to your B.S. proof intuition.

After hearing these words, know that their adhesive from my lips,

was not only spoken to keep your equilibrium of faith in love...

together by the half or part,

just an offering of pieces 4 UR Heart.

Abraham Benjamin a.k.a. “Honest Abe” [© 2012]

Different Strokes (New Erotika)

Different Strokes (Alt Verse)

She said,

She said it was ok to stroke it while I watched her...

Gyrating jumbay hips have me working up a drip of sweat

from my brow,

wanting bad for a sip of her

and we ain't even started yet.

As I sit with hunger in my eyes

on the couch,

across from the bed;

taunting me while gutta thoughts

in the streets of my mind roamed,

no joke. nothing normal. This chick way 5 sec. away from catching some different strokes.

And I ain't talking bout no t.v. show

So she stares at me.

With eyes deeper than the mississippi river,

deeper than the grand canyon,

eyes that would make a brotha want to slide into her deeper....

than a african slave's bloodline.

I wanted her!

she asked, "You hard enough for me...?"

I replied, "My tip is hard enough to break cinder blocks!

Lets do this."

I, hanging out full and erect.

Her, from the sight, only wearing 4 inch heels, a smile and wet...

with anticipation,

as I got closer

Both of our phones off.

No distractions tonight.

My lips parted delvering rough mental strokes

poking her cerebelum making her "Lips" part...like the poetic Moses.

lyrical barbitchuetes;

Had to remind her I knew what tongues were made for.

And mine knew how to play double dutch with her clitoris.

And hop scotch with her walls.

after all the slurping, sucking, and licking from the 6 9 position,

she wanted me to treat that clean shaving cunt like a golf course.

So I grabbed my wood and went balls deep

till them juices creeped candy coating my shaft & sac

now asking to get some swift strokes from the back.

I'm like, "You sure you ready for that..? smh."

Then after given the ok,

the loco-motion thrusting begins,

feeling the tighter vice grip,

sliding schlong slippery in that slit.

Got me groaning out, ''OH SHIT!''

In the back of my mind

saying, I'll be damn if this cannon gone bust quick!

No, ain't way gone be 1 up.

But home girl threw it back at me so hard

left butt prints on my stomach.

I'd be lying by saying I ain't love it.

Scorpion phoenix soul in me,

rising to the occasion.

Animalistic, endangered species type

more potent than a brother fresh out of jail;

uterus numbing loving.

And riding me so well...

my dick would need Ginkoba

to remember its suppose to cum at some point.

Thats how I feel it should be between lovers.

Almost everyday of the week.

Guess its just different strokes,

for different folks,

Peace. Till next time we ''meat''.

Like the Isley Brothers,

''When me make love, between the sheets.''

Abraham ''Honest Abe"' Benjamin © Copyright 2011

Thoughts of a Proximity Mine in my chest

I haven't felt love the way a heart should.

The most cherished organ in the body.

Yet sometimes, feeling special is not common.

Alien to a universe of flesh,

cemented in an aging solar system of blood;

its gets hard to breath

when vessels clog,

from mankind killing me with chimeny tongues.

The life spans of my breathren

is no less precious,

but there is no longevity for a gift like me.

to dwell on depression from this borrowed existence.

Depression leads to false hope.

False hope leads to no hope,

and with out it faith is never born.

How can life for a nucleus of mamals

thrive with no support...

too many give up on the importance of

keeping me healthy,

when the truth is, with no me

the soul is on life support.

Me and the spirit must be

in unison of chakras;

my funeral is only 5 minutes away

from 2nd thoughts

so mind me so I can matter more.

There should be no excuse

why inanament objects supposedly

warm me with hot coal feelings

within winter night memories.

Too many reasons,

why a schitzo tone is conjured inside me

exploding 10 billion crimson tomorrows and yesterdays

at the same time!

If happiness is mathmatic,

I need a tutor to help find the right formula.

So sadness & pain stay my distant relatives...

Someone save the sanity of this

sorry sucker for security solace;

unlike Bill Withers,

I may not have anyone left to lean on

or do you have selective hearing..?

-Abraham ''Honest Abe"' Benjamin © Copyright 2011

Unlocked thoughts of a Prophet's Temple concept & how it will be released

Unlocked thoughts of a Prophet's Temple concept & how it will be released

1st CHAMBER UNLOCKED

My book,(Unlocked thoughts of a Prophet's Temple) if you were unaware, will be "unlocked" soon. In parts anyway. I've decided that I'll be releasing my 5 chapter chapbook, for now, with each chapter as separated books themselves. The first one slated to be ready during this winter 2011(February) at the latest. And will be subtitled: "Humble Beginnings". Final preparation is in affect(including cover design and any last minute editing/proof reading as needed). It will be release under publishing company, 2 Pens & Lint. Followed by the other chapters (Which I call each through out the book, "Chambers") 2nd Chamber: Cussing a Curse wit Worse Verse; 3rd Chamber: L.O.L. (Lessons of Love); 4th Chamber: Spoken Soldier and 5th, Final Chamber: Unlocked Thoughts of a Prophets Temple. Those last two Chambers will be release as 1 book together since the last chamber will have nothing else but, the title poem in it.

If your also clueless as to what my book will be about, basically it is, : a look into my trials and tribulations as a said, "Prophet/soothsayer" with affirmations, passages and poems to express them in a creative understanding form. Over almost the past 3 decades and mainly the past half decade of things I went through. So in some aspect you can say its part autobiographical.

Sometime down the line I may/will re-release a revise version of my book as 1 solid book with all "Chambers" included. At a date TBD. There are other books in the works beside this one which you may dig to. But more about that another time. Just know the first of 5 will be out soon. And I look forward to your feedback. Now I know whats probably on you mind too, the question of, "Why not just release the whole book instead of in parts...?" Well, that was the original idea at first. But, It would have taken longer than I'd planned,(not that I was planning to/am rushing it out without thoroughly making sure everything's on point) and didn't have the financial resources to put it out as a full book. Then, after some friendly input to release the project in parts to save money...I was still a lil hesitant, but looked as the best avenue to take. Then thought bout it again, minus it just being a cost effective move. The bulb in my head went off, telling me it would be good marketing to follow this route as well. So from there, I ran with it.

Peace and thank you for listening,

Abraham "Honest Abe" Benjamin

Truth Commission Movement © Copyright 2011

L.O.L. (Lessons of love) final draft of a new piece in my Book (Unlocked thoughts of a Prophet's Temple)

L.O.L. (Lessons of Love)

FOR A LONG TIME NOW,

I’VE FELT MY HAPPINESS WAS ENGAGED

TO THE ANGEL OF DEATH;

AND SHE ONLY PAID ATTENTION TO ME WHEN

HER FIANCÉ WASN’T AROUND

ALL OF US ATTENDED THE SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS,

AT THE UNIVERSITY OF LIFE

ONE OF MY MAJOR COURSES

WAS ONE OF MANY CLASSES IN

LESSONS OF LOVE;

THIS BANDIT BROTHER FROM BROOKLYN

WAS WET BEHIND THE EARS

WHEN IT CAME TO THIS SUBJECT,

NERVOUS AS SHIT.

NOT KNOWING WHAT TO EXPECT

THE NOVICE IN ME EXPERIENCED MORE LUST THAN LOVE.

ONE OF THE LESSONS I'VE LEARN SO FAR IS,

THAT HALF THE WOMEN I'VE MET OR KNOWN

HAVE THE PREMISCONCEPTION THAT,

JUST BECAUSE I WRITE AND PERFORM POETRY

THAT ANYTHING I SPIT AT THEM IS BS INSINCERE GAME;

AND NOT GENERALLY FROM THE HEART

IF THAT’S THE CASE,

TELL ME WHAT WOULD YOU CALL MISOGYNISTIC LYRICS

FROM A "RAPPER" THAT’S DESIGNED TO

MAKE YOUR LEGS PART FOR THEM...?

ADOLESCENT LYRICISTS THAT RAPE THE MC ARTFORM;

JUST TO GET YOUR NIPPLES HARD AND PANTIES WARM.

SEE, THERE WAS A TIME WHEN

MY HAPPINESS ACTUALLY GAVE ME THE TIME A DAY.

IT CAME TO ME AT POINTS IN THE FORM OF A FRIEND,

LOVER AND IN UNISON;

HAD SACRED DESIRE DAY DREAMS,

FROM THOSE DAYS TO THIS MOMENT

I'VE FELT THAT SHE WAS, WHAT A BROTHER NEEDS.

NOW I ADMIT IT,

I'M NO SAINT.

MORE LIKE AN OFF/ON SINNER,

I’M KIND OF A FLIRT.

BUT, FOR THE MOST PART I CAN BE ONE IN A FRIENDLY WAY.

THOUGH I'D BE LYING TO YOU BY SAYING,

THAT VERB, IN MY VOCABULARY DIDN'T COME WITH A PRICE TO PAY.

SINGLE OR ATTACTCHED;

WHEN ME AND KARMA BROKE UP A WHILE BACK,

SHE LEFT A SCARLET LETTER BURN NOTICE

IN THE CHEST OF MY AURA.

HAPPINESS BECAME DISTANT WHEN SHE FOUND OUT

AND READ THE SCARLET NOTICE OF PAIN

LEFT ME ALONE ON CAMPUS!

SO THESE WORDS ARE MOSTLY WHAT I USE TO STAY SANE.

SOME FORCE OF UNGODLY NATURE I BIRTHED DONE DAMNED US!

MAYBE THIS IS WHY MY LAST DISTANT LOVER AND FRIEND LEFT ME.

MAYBE MY LACK OF ABILITY TO PROVIDE THE BARE NECESSITIES

OF A RELATIONSHIP DOOMED IT FROM THE START.

SO MY BOOKS ARE ALWAYS OPEN...

THAT POSSIBLY ONE DAY I'LL GET THE FORMULA RIGHT.

THESE LESSONS OF LOVE AREN'T ALWAYS EASY TO LEARN.

PEEP THE CANDLES OF MY HEARTS WINDOW SILL

BURNING AT BOTH ENDS;

I NEED SORROW NOT TO BE CONSIDERED MY SO CALLED "SIDE CHICK"

MAKING IT HARD TO BEGIN A FRESH LOVE AFFAIR

HAPPINESS & I CAN BARE FRUIT THAT’S NOT STRANGE.

HOW THE HELL CAN SHE BE A PART OF MY FUTURE

WHEN THE 3 MAJOR TESTS; TRUST, COMMITMENT, AND LOYALTY

DON'T SHOW UP AS "PASSED" ON MY TRANSCRIPT...?

IT’S A DAMN TRIP HOW MY GOOD INTENTIONS

TURN INTO BAD HABIT TRAITS IN SOMEONE ELSE'S EYES!!

THIS IS NOT THE RANTING OF INSECURE MARTYRISM

TO CLAIM DESPERATE SYMPATHY,

LIKE ANY REAL MAN, IT JUST FUCKS ME UP

MENTALLY AND EMOTIONALLY

WHEN THE TRUTH SPEAKS THEIR SOUL

BUT I’M LOOKED AT AS A BOY CRYING WOLF.

SO HOW CAN A MAN BREAK DOWN A WALL

OF AN OVER PROTECTED HEART,

WHEN SHE USES HIS ALLEGED HEART BREAKING ACTIONS TO COME,

TO ADD MORE BRICKS...?!

IT’S LIKE I'M DAMNED IF I DO,

AND I'M DAMNED IF I DON'T!

SEE, ALL I HAVE IS HOPE.

AND APPARENTLY MORE STUDYING TO DO,

BEFORE I CAN TRY TO PURSUE HAPPINESS

IN THE FORM OF LOVE AGAIN…

TILL THEN,

MY CURRENT G.P.A. WILL KEEP MAKING IT CLEAR TO ME,

"YOU ARE NOT READY!"

^{-“Honest Abe” Abraham Benjamin [© 2010]}

Tomorrow night! Dec. 12th 2nd Annual Mid-Winters night Dream!!

This Sunday (tomorrow night) My last feat. of 2010. come out and make it a memorable one!!

see you there!!

http://www.reverbnation.com/dtruthspeaks

Shows I'll be at and featuring in, appearing at in and Bridgeport, CT bound

Peace TCM Family.

On to the matters at hand got a few appearances coming up and your support would greatly be appreciated (including attendance). And please bring friends to help support the arts. This is partly how I'm making $$ to help pay my past due tuition bills as well. (no pressure. Jus saying) I'll give you the best of me on stage with a mic. If you give me the best of you with attendance and interaction. Deal...? *puts out hand for shake* Deal. Cool. B-)

Oh. And one minor detail as far as my book project is concerned. I've come to the decision, via the suggestion of a friend. To instead of the 5 chapter chap book as a whole, to release each chapter in parts. So over the course of 5 months (consecutively) I'll unlock each "chamber" so to speak. In big part due to financial reasons. Will supply details on the first one when available.

Oct. 21st, 2010 (Thursday)

MIC2SOUL!

NU|REVEALED™ Photography and Creative Studio

1211 Main st.

Bridgeport, CT 06604

Hosted by CT Spoken word artist, TABU

starts @9pm-1am

Cover: $5

Age limit: 21+

Feature Performance

for more info:

MIC2SOUL@GMAIL.COM or call (203) 903-4856

event link:

http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=116537275071617

Oct. 28th, 2010 (Thursday)

I'll also make an appearance at this show

come through if you free. My girl Tabu is feat.

"THE BURLESQUE MASQUERADE BALL"

THURS. OCT. 28TH

@ KATRA Lounge

217 Bowery st.

New York, NY 10003

Venue #:212-473-3113

I'll also make an appearance at this show

A NITE OF SPOKEN WORD , EROTIC POETRY, PERFORMANCE , & MUCH MORE...

FEATURING MS.TABU , COCOA FOXX, LA GODESSA, & D-BLACK

Contact Stacey Griffin FMI:

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000679446153

Feat. Performance in CT

Winter 2011

Details: TBA

Also, This month is my reborn day month. And I turn 27 on the 27th. I'm not sure what I'm gone do or where I'm gone do it this year. But, If you can find it in your heart to hook me up with something...I am registered at amazon.com and do have a wish list. :)

http://www.amazon.com/wishlist/1CUZM5SU4OCCK

And as always for any more info about shows coming up or to just holla get at me with email associated with the group .

Also visit these sites:

http://myspace.com/honestabeizdtruth

http://www.reverbnation.com/dtruthspeaks

http://www.honestabe4u.blogspot.com

http://www.youtube.com/abestube

http://www.twitter.com/t_izhonestabe

Dtruth has spoken....thank you for listening.

-Honest Abe

Almost there...and new CT show added

So, these places are where you can find me next as I plan get an official tour started going into 2011. My Book & CD should and will be ready b4 years end. I hope all is well and if time and/or $$ persists, you can come and support a brother.

Sept. 16th, 2010. (Thursday)

Lyrical Riot

Feat. performance

Liquids and Eats Cafe

118 S. Warren st.

Trenton, NJ

8pm-11pm

Cover: $5(for Liquidsandeats.com mem.) $7 for non-members

DATE AND VENUE CHANGE:

Sept. 17th (Friday)

Extraordinary Words

Feat. Performance

Uncle Mikes Restaurant and Lounge

57 Murry st. (Bet. W. Broadway & Church)

New York, NY

8pm-10pm

FMI: Werdsmannyc@gmail.com

Sept. 30th (Thursday)

"Voice for Haiti"( a spoken word-performance event put together by the Haitian American Student Association)

Feature performance

Brooklyn College Student Center

Campus Road &amp East 27th Street
Brooklyn, NY US

7pm-10p

Free Food!

New CT show added (Oct. 21st)

MIC2SOUL!

Pearl Lounge

169 East st.

New Haven, CT 06511

Hosted by CT Spoken word artist, TABU

starts @9pm-1am

Feature Performance

for more info:

MIC2SOUL@YAHOO.COM

Feat. Performance in CT

Early Winter 2011

Details: TBA

And as always for any more info about shows coming up or to just holla get at me with email associated with the group .

Also visit these sites:

www.myspace.com/honestabeizdtruth

www.facebook.com/dtruthspeaks

www.reverbnation.com/dtruthspeaks

www.youtube.com/abestube

www.twitter.com/t_izhonestabe

Dtruth has spoken....thank you for listening.

-Honest Abe

Summer, summer, summer time....Bloomfield, NJ tonight, Queens Sunday Updated schedule and Projects Progress

My brothers & sisters in Knowledge,

I hope your fathers day weekend has been blessed and the lord is shining his light,

on during your darkest hrs. as needed.

And that today brings you new, satisfying blessings ahead. Welcome to official start of summer!

WHATS BEEN HAPPENING...

You may or might have known, but like most of us, I'm still going through my own personal Trials & Tribulations/

Over the past 6 months now, here and there, I've had and discovered some revelations, realizations and renovations,

about myself. Which I'll go into more detail at a later time.

REMINDER!

If your visiting in or around NJ, Tonight. Mon. June 21st I'll be competing again, culminate enough pts. for spot on the MMAC NJ Slam team for 2011. In the underground Poetry Slam. Feat. will be J-Skillz & Rob Hylton.

9pm. Doors @ 8pm. In the MMAC Theatre, 562 Bloomfield ave, Bloomfield, NJ. For more info click on event site link below for cover and other details.

(If you know any poets in the tristate area or even abroad, willing to trek over and slam, pass this along. There is also a $$ prize for the winner of slam. But if you a poet and you slam and win, won't get much prize money, if not

many people show. So spread the word to ya Jersey and tristate peeps!)

This Sun. June 27th 2010

Free Da Mic (Revolutionary open mic)

AFRIKAN POETRY THEATRE 176-03 Jamaica AveQueens, NY 11432 Phone: 347- 256-4844

Feat. performance by: Honest Abe and some of the best underground artist in hip hop, spoken word and R & B today! Cover: $7, $5 if wearing RBG (Red, Black & Green) Open mic starts @ 7pm. Doors and sign up @ 6:30pm. F train to 179th get you pretty close.

NEW SHOW ADDED!

Next month, July 10th. I'll be featuring at Words for Haiti pt. 2. This time instead of in Philly, it will be here in Brooklyn, NY. So if you been waiting for me to finally come back to featuring in my own stomping grounds, again. I expect you to come through if possible. Its rare that I do feat. in BK. I've only done so bout 4 times ever, to my recollection.

Click the site link below for more info.

This Woman (HER Ancestor freedom aura) Possibly one of my new personal fav. poems to perform. :)

www.youtube.com/watch

Again, my book will be official in due time. (Unlocked thoughts of a Prophet's temple)

Summer 2010 (Either July 27/but more likely early Aug. There have been unexpected delays I could, but didn't and couldn't, out of my control. Sooner or later than perspective dates pending my momentum.

Will pin down a exact as soon as its closer to completion. (no, I'm not rushing it. But if things go mad smooth it will be ready during this summer season.

And my CD got some production kinks to work out before I set a date for an official release date/party in the future.

More info to come on both.) Either this or my next CD, God willing, will be released around my born day in October.

Oh. and if you aren't a part of my only and official facebook group, please join.

www.facebook.com/group.php

Peace, productivity & prosperity. Stay blessed & elevated. B-)

-Honest Abe

http://www.reverbnation.com/dtruthspeaks