settled

he hid behind life
never willing to live
never believing
never searching for the end of the rainbow
bright lights only created shadows for him to stand in
he lived life as a stand it
never a star
his name was never on the marquis
he was afraid to shine
so
behind life he hid
keeping his passion buried beneath his
cold existence
he didnt know that dreams were just maps of a life style he could live
so he settled for everyday circumstances
and walked into a life of filled with contentment
as a child he toted tales of towering the highest heights
until he could reach beyond the stars
but his dreams were melted like pieces of metal
and poured into a pots of disbelief
teachers told him to settle
his parents taught him to settle
his friends laughed as they settled
so he settled for everyday circumstance
and even though his mother named him after great men
he spent his life as just a nameless face
he was no charles drew
he was no nat turner
he was no winston scott
he was no percy julian
he was no lewis temple
he was no quiet da artist
no he was quiet da artist
he was me
HE
WAS
ME

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

quiet sounds

she
tasted
like
watermelon on a hot july day
i
let
her
drip down my face
we
acted
like
we had no cares in the world
i
placed
my
face in places that she didnt even know existed her screams disrupted my flow i tried to take it slow but she got so excited and that i couldnt stop and just before she came
i
asked
her
if she was ok
she
tried
to
say i love you
we
moved
as
close as we could
i
placed
my
tongue against her heartbeat i could feel her moving as her legs trembled her thighs began to tense up her toes started to curl her hands grabbed my back and then she said
i
i
i
i
am
about
to

baby
wait
stop

i
cant
take
it
anymore

oh
my
god

yeah
she tasted like watermelon
on a hot july day
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)

not as pleasant

she said with me
she couldnt grow
our situation stood still
like the hands on a broken clock
i blocked her sunshine
like a dying shade tree
and made her stand in my shadow
until her soul to become cold
she said with me
she couldnt love him
not like he needed to be loved
so
our situation stood still
until the sound of her voice
pierced my heart like an old dagger
and somehow i knew
that
she never loved me
just the way i made her feel
when her heart was heavy
and
i never loved her
just the was she made me strong
when my soul was weak
and we were never in love
just
a safe place for our hearts to hide
until we were ready to love again
we lied as if we could still be friends
even though
we had never been friends in the past
only two souls
searching for a rest haven
for our own
broken hearts
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

live from 285

sitting in traffic
forced to inhale truck exhaust
i
thought i saw you pass my way
i
began to wonder
where you were
and what you were doing
my mind
played memories
like old movies reels
i
wondered if
you ever thought about me
i wondered if
you ever thought about us
i played the first time we touched
until my mind started to bend reality
i
looked at every car as if it was yours
i
wondered if
you knew how much
my heart cried tears
the day our souls drove away
i
closed my eyes
and
listened for your hello
i listened for your touch
i listened for your smile
and
while sitting in traffic
forced to inhale truck exhaust
i smiled
because i love you
i cried
because i miss you
i lived
because
of you

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

wet

every touch made her leg tremble
the thought of us
made her
weak
every moment was intense...

she sat at her desk
remembering last night
reminising over every second
from the doorbell ringing
to the goodbye kiss
and every subtle sound inbetween
she remembered how it started
his hand slowly sliding up her thigh
he pretended to be
watching the jack bauer save the world
but she could see by the rise in his jeans
that he had more on his mind than 24
she allowed his hand to guide her soul
as she slid into his grasp
and somewhere between commercial breaks
and credits rolling
she found herself

smiling
sitting at her desk
remebering last night
wondering how they ended up

her thoughts seemed incomplete
she
couldnt help but
smile
sitting at her desk
remembering last night

her mind began to race
as she
pictured his hands
slowly
seperating
everything she had on
she slid
against his body
and she could feel his heart beat
with each
thump
she
began to move her hips
to the drum
until she couldnt
stop

smiling
sitting at her desk
remebering last night
she couldnt focus

every word sounded like him
every fragrance smelled like him
every touch
made her leg tremble
the thought of last night
made her
weak
warm
and

smiling
sitting at her desk
remebering last night
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

grace

he
ran his hands across places that had never been touched
slow whispers
singing love songs in his finger tips
calming her restless soul
he
told her that he wanted to taste her softest places
saying all the things that she needed to hear
to
open up more than her heart
she gave all of her self
and
he
slowly sat in awkward positions
and prepared to partake in devouring more than just her innocence
he wanted to place his face so deep between her thighs
her gynecologist would think he was born there
but right when slow kisses became soft licks
he remembered every word he was taught as a child
he knew his manners
and was mindful of what was right
so
as he placed a hand on each of her thighs
he softly pushed away
and before she could say a word
he
bowed his head
and said



"God is great,
God is good,
let us thank him
for this food
AMEN"

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

cant stop

my tongue glides across my lips
as my mind replays
pictures of our past
and maybe its just my imagination
but i can still taste
you
thoughts of us start
teasing my tongue
making my mind run wild
i
cant stop
licking my lips

every time i close my eyes
i
keep replaying that scene
right before
your
body
shutters
i find myself
drifting
licking my lips
and picturing you here
i
cant stop

you
taste like sweet peaches
like warm chocolate milk
like fresh apple pie
like grandma's peach cobbler
like
you

and i
cant
stop
licking
my
lips
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

coming back

i stop "pimping the pen"
but only to get my mind right
making cherry lime-ade
out of fake ass lime light
i do this for the love
because i know my rhymes tight
and you can hate it or love it
either way i'll be aight

- check it, i decided that i had to start writting again. even if only to clear my mind.
- i reposted some old pieces (the ones i love) just check previous on the page or archive by date...
- finally i WILL start posting about a piece a week (or more)


check back, spread the love, and drop a comment or two

quiet da artist
- aka
welcome back carter

still

tears flow like rivers that have swollen after a hard rain
as soon as someone mentions your name
my soul places laughter like band-aids on broken hearts
a temporary fix
for a permanent situation
dealing with lifes ultimate devistation
the end of our creation
I
miss
my friend
I know they say
have faith and hold on
the pain won't last for long
but this shit hurts
and even though I don't cry as much
I don't don't laugh as much
I don't smile as much
I don't sleep as much either
I listen for whispers in the night
hoping for impossible outcomes to destined scenarios
asking GOD to play messenger
and tell you things I should've said while you were here
and now the truth is
I sit here
and cry
rivers
oceans
lakes
and streams
hoping that my tears will touch your soul
and memories of us will blossom like yellow roses
they say be strong and hold on
but this shit hurts
and my laughter will only hide so much
they say be strong
but even when the pain goes away
this shit hurts
my memories place daggers in my heart
causing my soul to cry
and my tears flow like rivers that have swollen after a hard rain
(quite da artist/copyright 2006)

admitting addiction/poets anonymous

panic filled my heart
i had gone down this road before
and i knew where it would end

my soul would be drained
but my mind could not stand the pain
of being without it
i tasted it
every time my tongue touched my lips
it haunted me
from sun up
to sun up

i said that i was done
that we were through
but it
called me
by my real name
it knew my deepest emotion
it played with my thought
it controlled my hearts desire

i am
an addict

addicted to places that only this pen can take me
addicted to heart break, sex and love
placed on paper
and read on warm mikes

i am addicted
i
am
an
addict
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

the end

she asked if i still loved her
and before i could say i do
images of where we had come from flooded my mind
we went from friends
to fu**in
to FU** YOU
all in one breath
and it was in that moment
that
i couldnt breath again
i knew that together we walked
and in the past
when we fell
we chose to
get up together
but not this time
my soul laid still
hoping she would just walk away
because every time we fell
tears would turn into flames
and flames would ignite my soul
and with each breath
i would hear
FU** YOU
FU** YOU
FU** YOU
no matter how hard i blew
i would hear
FU** YOU
FU** YOU
FU** YOU

so as i laid there
i prayed
that this time
she would just walk away
and the flames would die
and the images that flooded my mind
would dry against my soul
and in time
life's storms
would wash away words
that vandalized my soul
and desecrated my mind

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

i still love h.e.r.

she was like a love lost
haunting my soul
i thought about her constantly
wishing for her to touch me
she reminded me of home
she captivated all of me
but i
like many times before
walked away with no reason
i
like many times before
gave her no excuse
i
like many times before
decided that she and i
couldnt be we
home wasnt good enough
so i
like many times before
i left
i walked away
i took my heart and went home
pretending not to be hurt
pretending she didnt
steal my soul
pretending that
i wasnt in love
yes i
like many times before
turned my back on what i love
turn my soul against my heart
forced my tears to flow like rain
and she never said a word
she just let me walk away
she said i needed space
she promised to hold my heart
and if i ever returned
she promised to love me still
she loved me
for being me
and thats why
i
still
love
h.e.r.

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

i cant do this any more

i lost my love for this...maybe not forever...but for the last few months, pieces have seemed forced. so much on my plate, i lost my muse. so im done.

thanks to everyone who supported my dream whether is was in public or private. thanks for the love.

peace, im out...

ya boy,
quiet da artist
-aka
disconnect06
-aka
mr love lost
-aka
the worlds greatest
-aka
BROOKLYN'S DADDY
-aka
"the cute one from TX"
-aka
MR. CONCEITED
-aka
'Oooo, he's good"
-aka
invisible bully like the gooch
-aka
speedy gonzalez
-aka
homer jay simpson, jr
-aka
that sh!t aint funny
-aka
also known as
-aka
first round draft pick
-aka
samuel l jackson as coach carter
-aka
......
(...i could do this all day...)

beautiful sunset

they asked why i smiled
as i watched the sunset
but i knew they wouldn’t understand
as joy filled my eyes
i began to realize
things may not be the same again
but i remembered long days
under east texas suns
when you told me how life used to be
i reminisce about things
that may have seemed small
but in my heart meant the world to me
i look at each day
and know in my soul
that you and i have more sunrises to come
and where you go now
one day i will follow
and we will both live in the light of the SON

- “let not your heart be troubled…i go to prepare a place for you”

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

orange crush

sippin' soda
on a sunny saturday afternoon
she asked
if i was alone
i said
alone is a state of mind
but i wouldnt mind a lil company

sippin' soda
on a sunny saturday afternoon
she asked
if i had any regrets
i said
if only we had met sooner
maybe our life wouldnt be the same

sippin' soda
on a sunny saturday afternoon
she asked
if i was ever in love
i said
i live in love
and love lives in me
and most night i wish
that she and i could be we

sippin' soda
on a sunny saturday afternoon
she asked
if we would ever touch again
i said
i would sell my soul
to feel your heart
beat against my chest

sippin' soda
on a sunny satruday afternoon
she asked
if i ever loved her
and before she could finish
i said
i loved you before we even met
you were left in my soul
from a previous life
and when close my eyes
i can see us
sippin soda
on a sunny saturday afternoon
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

never again

(fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, shame on me)

phucked up fantasy
and dreams of something unreal
i lied to myself
just to make things work
we walked hand in hand
even though our destiny
left us alone
we both wanted happiness
but couldnt find it in ourselves
so we searched
in each other
and
found two empty souls
we both wanted to be love
and loved to be wanted
but
hated the feeling that togetherness gave
we had done this before
and things ended in tears
even then we both said
never again
we listened to
phucked up fantasy
and dreams of something unreal
making me realized that
forever doesnt exist
forever never existed
nothing is forever

so lets live for today
and tomorrow i pray
that you find true happiness in your search
because this
i will
never
never
never
do again
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)

she said

she said yes
way too soon
looking for love
way too hard
searching for someone to satisfy her soul
she settled for seduction
and called it loved
she confused lust with affection
he was affectionate because he
complimented her frame
caressed her softest spots
and touched her when she least expected it
so instead of letting love find her
she
set her sights on matrimony
some said she was rushing
allowing her soul to fall freely
but this was different
because to her
he was love
so
she said its ok
and allowed her battered heart to seek comfort in lies
because every now and then he gets angry
she said its ok
and allowed her withering soul to cry tears of pain
because every now and then he gets lonely
she said its ok
as her swollen eyes showed signs of sleep deprivation
because every now and then he
made mistakes
that she tried to justify
with love
but she confused love with affection

so when they asked if she was ok
all she always said yes
way too soon
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)

rainmaker

as he
slowly unbuttoned her shirt
you could hear her screams
trapped behind his hand
tears
fought their way down her face
as her body lay motionless
ridged
cold
her hands were
pinned by his knees
as he placed
profane kisses against her face

he had watched her for so long
studying her movements
she unknowingly teased him
with her seductive walk
low cut jeans
and babydoll shirts
she unknowingly ingored his advances
because before today
he didnt exist

she lived in her own world
a world with no past
because with her past came
unwanted memories
memories that until now she was able to forget
able to hide
able to live without

and he
unknowingly
brought it all back

he unknowingly brought back the first time
when
she was only 15
sitting in her living room
crying
wondering if her mother would ever come home
in time to save her from her step fathers sins

he brought back memories of
when she went home with a friend
just after the club
thinking that with him
she was safe
and later listening to him blaming it on alcohol and youth

he unknowingly brought back
every ex boyfriend who couldnt understand why she would say no
and instead of trying to get to know her heart
they would leave her
crying into a pillow
then later offer her soul to the world
as a trophy of stolen conquest

he unknowingly brought back
unwanted touches on crowded subway trains
he brought back
late nights locked in closets
and bathrooms
and under beds
and in cars
hiding till day break
because at least sometimes at daybreak
there would be hope

he unknowingly brought back
everything that she ever wanted to forget
so
she just lay there
and as sweat fell from his face
she cried
wishing she could leave her past
wishing she could free her soul
wishing that her sun could shine

but he
unknowingly
brought back the rain
forever

(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)

last nights dream

last night you were in my dream
and lately you've been on my mind
very seldom can i close my eyes without picturing you
standing next to me
smiling

last night you were in my dream
we laughed for hours about nothing
we talked for days and it went no where
we played like two little kids
just us
while the rest of the world stood still

last night you were in my dream
making me happy
making me young
making me smile
i dreamed about the day we met
the very first thing that you said to me
i dreamed about the first time i held you
the first time we were alone

last night you were in my dream
so today im just letting you know
that i love you and
i miss you
and i will see you soon

love,
daddy
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)

runaways runway

she daydreamed of model calls
and auditions
she always wanted to be an actress
or a singer
or a star
she idolized those who spread their wings across runways
and flew to their dreams
she had
ambitions of glamour
visions of runways
surrounded by those who would
take her dreams and nurish her soul
she daydreams of designers
requesting her by name
living life trapped in pseudonyms
she wanted to be what designers created for
but
one bad model call
led to one bad audition
her dreams led to nightmares
and nightmares became her reality
she went from
standing on stage
waiting to show the world
how beauty ran the runway
to standing under streetlights
waiting for someone to call her desire
she used to walk with pride
each step just as fierce as the last
wanting the world to know style
but now she walks in shame
hoping no one would recognize her face
her
runway was now fifth street
her dressing room became an alley
high fashion traded in
for the latest in easy access
she was
everything that the world despised
she sold her soul for fame
and now fame doesnt know her by name
she went from culture
to couture
to clinging to lifes dreams
she would never let them know her real name
because that was all that
seperated this life
from her dreams
she turned fantasy
into reality
and some how lost herself in between
to them she was just another runaway
but this was her soul
this was her last show
her last stage
her last runway
this was her last walk to fame
this was her reality
she was a survivor
this was her idol
she was americas next top model
and this was her runway
this was her real world
this was her life
this was her dream...
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)