We awake Wrapped arms around waist Feeling her fingertips against my flesh My heart against her back Smelling the follicles of her hair No words just moments of memories First conversation First smile First film Wishing we could hold on to moments For as the heat of the dawning rays move up it brings us closer to the end An end to a friendship that would have outlasted time An end to a heart that must stop ticking to rock for someone else An end to finding true love to drive it away when we really needed it most My grasp tightens around her waist Her fingertips dig in my flesh like roots to soil wanting not to leave a foundation I can hear her pull back of Oh gasping for a moment But our tune lessens
Artist,playwright,entrepreneur this is just to say a few things about Allen Clark that will make him a unique entertainer. A founding member of the Free Thought Collective & Untamed Philly,Train has made his mark in the world of poetry for more then 10 +years.Feeling his love for words with the birth of hip-hop,Train began like many kids of that time rapping,dancing and understanding the awareness that hip-hop was truly pushing for. As time progressed he began writing poetry and performing all over the city of Philadelphia and other cities in major events such as the Ogontz Jazz Festival grooming other young performers such as Zenobia Long whom went on to win the Welcome America Poetry Contest, then becoming a host himself at Say Word Wednesday. Consequently at the same time he began hosting he helped form Crashers Inc where he began hosting not only events and parties but creating a new environment for the independent artist to blend all kinds of talents together. Over time allen stepped away from event planning to form Run Boy Run Production along with other and to focus on writing his first stage play Underground Episodes which had two sold out performances in the FringeArts festival. When people ask Allen what does he do in arts he usually smiles just to know his star is unlimited in the world of entertainment
within my chase of drifting in the wind have a good way to begin through night skies drift in all directions there must be time for confessing shadows block the tortured sky a smile from a lonesome child drifting ever
Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away
Whispered names falling simply off lips, Freckles that ripple on skin, Azure eyes that flooded dreams. Eyes may capsize stable thoughts, Blindly wade into unknown waters, Not knowing awaiting dangers. A siren’s melody put in a trance, A map to
Dear father, Have you seen your daughter lately? You are missing a lot. You have missed a gamut of Her cuteness. I see her daily in my classroom, And she is growing into A wonderful young lady. She is smart.
All defenses crumbled, all fears banished All reasons negated, all arguments destroyed Looking into your big passionate eyes Not random chance, but providence Crossing our ways time and again Leading me to your big passionate eyes Yield just once to