Thank you all so much for listening and sharing your attention with me :-)

Relationships based on "as long as", don't last long at all!

Truly awesome!! Speak that truth!! Yet, its the same way with men!!  This is exacty what LOVE is supposed be regardless of sex, race or whatever!! 

Something to listen to and really think back on. Everyone has a purpose, everyone is perfect in their own way. And when things get rough, know that you have the strength to ride out the storm.
(Composed and performed by Igor Oro)

"Far From Worthless" ..A Spoken Word Story

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As Long As... (Spoken Word Poetry by Phetote Mshairi)

Rhythms

Official Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A1roQTVj0Q8

Music: "Threnody" by Goldmund. 
- Written and performed by Igor Oro. 

LYRICS
As I stand on this street corner and watch these two roads meet i suddenly feel at peace
Maybe its because at my feet lies the intersection of two distinct paths merging at a point of vulnerability
Maybe because its a reminder of you and me, and the blissful bond we once shared
Without a care in the world, my arms wrapped around you to shelter you from the cold
Two souls kept warm by each others company 
Two hearts dancing in the rain playfully
Two minds with the same thing in mind, you want me to be yours and i want you to me mine
I don't know maybe i'm crazy 
Maybe time has finally out played me 
Maybe i've stopped seeing beauty in the little things
Maybe i've stopped appreciating the gift life brings 
Maybe i'm in over my head,
Or maybe i just miss the familiar contours of your body under the chalk white sheets of my bed
I don’t know, maybe this is normal
Maybe i stopped being myself after you left,
Maybe this is all a test
Maybe i failed and i couldn't clean up the mess
Maybe thats why the rain suddenly feels colder on my skin
Maybe thats why whenever i try to apologize i don’t know where to begin or where to end all these things that i typed up in my mind and i wanna tell you but i just cant bring myself to hit "send".
Maybe i fucked up and i won't admit it 
Maybe i'm a coward
Seems like i've got all the time in the world maybe i should do something about it
I mean, every minute feels like an hour
Maybe i'm a fool for distancing myself from you
Maybe thats why i couldn't admit i loved you
Because for some reason i couldn't accept that maybe, 
just maybe,
You might have loved me too.

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"Maybe" - A Spoken Word Poem

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Why I Hate School But Love Education | Spoken Word Poetry

For the one that got away.
Written and performed by Igor Oro

(Music credit: Dustin O'halloran - "We move Lightly")

LYRICS
I've never had the chance, to tell you how beautiful you look in the moonlight 
how the rays of that starry night hit you in ways that words simply can't describe, but I'll still try. 
They make you seem alive, all that energy you have stirring inside, finds its way onto the surface and radiates from your skin in ways that make the sun look dim...by comparison. 
I've never had the chance to figure out your flaws - see, I don't care about your strengths because it's your weaknesses that make you worth it, it's your imperfections that make you perfect. 
I've never had the chance to wake you with soft kisses, to whisper secrets underneath bedsheets - never had the chance to sweep you off your feet and make you mine, I mean, if heartache were a prison... Lord knows I've done my time. 
I've never had the chance to lie beside you and feel your heart beat, to admire the divinity encapsulated from the top of your head to the soles of your feet - to fight off those endless waves of sleep - to struggle to keep my eyes open because I'm afraid if I close them, you won't be there when I wake up. 
Opening my eyes, you're nowhere in sight, thinking "god damn I'm such a fool.." 
Broken guitar strings make my heart sing out of tune - a distant memory of my past, it seems these words are as close as I'll get to you. 
Like, what am I supposed to do to get you to notice me? I'm right here, and I never left.. I'm just waiting for the day that you take my hand and we go away to a place that's devoid of time and space - where I can wake up each morning to the sight of your beautiful face, effortlessly crafted, immaculately spaced... I guess what they say in that song is true: God really must have spent a little more time on you.

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"Never Had the Chance" - A Spoken Word Poem

This is a new concept I'm trying out; A poem within a poem. I think it offers an interesting dynamic. Hope you like it. 
Instrumental: "We're All Leaving" -Arcade Fire (From the "Her" Soundtrack)
Lyrics: 
In my dreams i lose the concept of time, its something that i don't really mind because its gonna take me a while to find out everything about you that i can, from the gentle touch of your hands to your toes in the sand of this beach devoid of reality, these brief moments that you've given me have brought me to the brink of insanity, but i simply don't care; your hair swaying with the wind, our beating hearts making up the only sound in between whispers that carry secrets too heavy to be heard aloud. 

You see, in my dreams every touch is gentle and warm, every kiss is filled with bliss, and every word that you say plays back in my head like the most beautiful song; and i struggle to hold on to the memories of the days where we laughed and played under the soft white bed sheets, the sweet smell of your perfume as you entered the room, those times where we would lay beside each other and smile as we stared at the moon, wondering if it was looking back at us and smiling too. 
In my dreams, forever never seems quite long enough. 
So if this is all the time we have, just don't wake me up. 
But in case you truly cant stay, ill leave you with a final poem:

"find me beneath the porcelain stars, amongst fragments of memories that define who we are,
touch me like a snowflake grazes a cheek, feel me like warm sand sinking under your feet,
And like lights that adorn the edges of streets, we touch the hearts of others as they pass through;
People will come in to our lives and eventually they'll leave, but what always remains...is how they changed you."
- Written and performed by Igor Oro

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"In My Dreams" - A Spoken Word Poem

Dedicated to all the beautiful women out there. Stay Strong. 
Music: "Almost Lovers", by A Fine Frenzy (instrumental)
- written and performed by Igor Oro

LYRICS
"Baby, tell me something; how many times have you had your heart broken? How many times have you had your faith stolen?, by these guys that promise you everything, only to find that behind their clever lies and disguise they seem to have fooled you. Schooled you, into thinking that you finally found the one, your soulmate, you feel your fate has been decided, and then they leave..and you're alone again, wiping the tears off onto your sleeve. 

How many times have you been unable to sleep because the one man that you thought you'd keep forever isn't by your side. You try and close your eyes but all you see are memories, hidden deep within the crevices of your soul are stories unforetold, visions of growing old together, visions of your hands intertwined, walking barefoot through the sands of time for what you feel feels like forever.

You lie there and fantasize about the familiar smell of his cologne, only to find that it makes you feel more alone than ever. You start to cry but it doesn't help, the tears flow down and you wish that they would drown all the pain you feel, but you soon realize that tears just make the pain feel even more real.

Your friends tell you that you need to let go, and lord knows you've tried. But regret still occupies the space between your arms where he used to lie. It's strange how much pain a broken heart can make, the same emotions it gives, it can also take. Feelings of sickness that linger long into the night; too bad there's no medication for heartbreak.

Listen, you think you're alone but you're not, its not about what you want, its about what you've got. Reach deep into your soul and pull out that strength thats been hiding inside all this time, and soon you'll find that your state of mind will change for the better, you can ride out this tough weather; and when the rain has passed and the wind has amassed to just a gentle breeze, you'll find...that pain is like the tides of the ocean -it comes and it goes. Just take it slow, and soon your heart will grow back to what it once was, you'll pick up the pieces of all those broken dreams and although it might seem tough to pick yourself up from that hole you've fallen into...Never lose faith that someday you'll get what you deserve. Someday someone will love you so much that they'll give you the world. 
And maybe then, youll forget all those times you had your heart broken. 

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"How Many Times" - A Spoken Word Poem

Stolen Heart // Original by EM.

I sort of look at this as a sequel to "In My Dreams" -not just because it also features a poem within a poem-, but because I feel like the theme is a progression from dreaming and reminiscing of the past, to living in the present. Enjoy!

- Written and performed by Igor Oro
Music Sample Credit: "Vladimir's Blues", composed by Max Richter

LYRICS
I loved the way the sun wrapped around you, like a dress woven from strands of light. 
I loved the way you stayed close to me, as we held hands walking the empty streets at night.
I loved the way your eyes glimmered with hope, like a diamond pulled from the earth and polished for the first time, or the way your smile could break through the eyes of the blind,
I loved your innocence, untainted by time and unbound by fate. I loved your curiosity, and how you were cautious enough to know what's at stake.

The only problem was, I was too used to heartbreak. I became best friends with disappointment and I lost my belief in fate. So familiar with bad timing, I was always at the wrong place, until I realized that I couldn't go on seeing you as just a friend; I got so good at telling lies that even I started to believe them.

So now I'm gonna put my heart on the line and speak from my soul to let you know that your touch...is really the only thing I can feel anymore. The glisten in your eyes, the only thing I can see anymore. I want to bring you close and whisper in your ear like lovers do, these soft spoken words weighed down heavy with truth:

"Because honestly, all I want to hold you as the sun goes down and not let go until it comes back up. I want to be that warm connection that you crave whenever you feel a certain touch, I want to be that rush of adrenaline that envelopes you as you get close enough to the climactic peak of a moment you've never felt before, that heavenly moment when you can't take it anymore, then i want to be the arms that you fall into as you slip into a peaceful sleep, relieved of all that tension; let your guard down, I'll be your wall of protection. I want to be the ship to steer you in the right direction, and if ever you should hit an iceberg and feel like you're about to drown, I'll be the cocoon of oxygen that surrounds you; breathe me into your dreams, i want to be the seams that bind all your emotions together, i want to be your fantasy, your idea of forever, i want to be the roof over your head to shelter you from the rough weather, I want to be the guy that sweeps you off your feet; I want to be the pair of eyes that you suddenly meet in a crowded place, i want to be the face of everything you've ever thought you didn't deserve, the voice of everything they said you couldn't achieve, because the truth is... you can be anything you dare to believe.

But most importantly, I want you to know that even though this love of ours might not have lasted, I would still walk with you to the end of the world...and then past it."

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"Like Lovers Do" - A Spoken Word Poem

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city called home ft. aWrt, shaé, cari [prod by. mikemusiq]

Phetote (Fee toe tee) Mshairi (Em shah ee ree)is a renowned Spoken-word Artist; Poet; Author; Performing Artist; Poetry Slam Champion (in several nationwide competitions); a Song and Jingle Writer; a Playwright; Teaching Artist; Actor; Curator; Host; Mentor; Philanthropist; Substitute Teacher; and Moderator from Tulsa, Oklahoma.  Phetote has been writing every since he was a young man-child wielding a pen as a Word-smith's apprentice.  He has a B.B.A. from Langston University, with a major in Business Management.  Phetote is on the Spoken-word/Poetry Committee at Living Arts of Tulsa and he is an active member and mentor with 100 Black Men of Tulsa.  He appreciates the power of words and he lives poetically. 

Phetote Mshairi wrote and performs an avant-garde play called, "Letters to Her, from Phetote", with an original soundtrack bearing the same name.  He is the author of a Poetry book written in over 20 different poetry styles titled:  "An Old Fart, and A Thousand Sentiments".  As a member of the Spoken-word/Poetry Committee at Living Arts of Tulsa, Phetote curates, presents, hosts, and/or performs in successful Performing Arts events, ("Examining Change", "Poets vs. Rappers II and III", "If They Should Come in the Morning", just to name a few that he has curated).  Phetote is a songwriter and performer of music from various genres, with two music CDs in the works.  He is also a featured artist on over thirty Hip-hop, Gospel, and R&B songs.

Phetote Mshairi wrote the spoken-word narration for the award winning short film, "Out from Smoke and Ash" directed by Lisandro Boccacci.  He also wrote and performed an original poem for the unveiling of the Smithsonian Museum of African-American History and Culture, U.S. postage stamp in Tulsa, Oklahoma.  Phetote played the character, Red Carter at the Tulsa Performing Arts Center, in the renowned play presented by Theatre North, "Seven Guitars" by the two time Pulitzer prize winning playwright, August Wilson.  He also acted/read in the stage plays, "Pablo Neruda" by William Bill Matthews and "The Bad Seed" by Maxwell Anderson.

Phetote has performed in over 500 events and he is often commissioned to create original pieces that he features for Community Causes; Social Justice; Education Encouragement; and Domestic Violence Awareness events (to name a few).  Mr. Mshairi writes poems and monologues for special occasions that specifically cater to the guests of honor and their guests at weddings; receptions; award presentations; Church events; birthday and anniversary parties; business grand openings; funerals; and other occasions and causes of many sorts.  He has also written promotional advertisements for a Dallas Cowboys web show; the NFL Playoffs; the NBA Finals; 105.3 FM; and the Old School Sunday Night Live radio show in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

One of Phetote's main objectives is to be the antithesis to the wickedness that is corrupting modern music, media, and Mankind.  He also carries on the tradition of the ancient Griots by passing along jewels of wisdom and chronicling history as it happens.  Phetote's goal is to express truth poetically and to bring the Spoken-word art form back to the "mainstream"!  

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