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I'm Lejon Mumford from Detroit Michgan. I'm 17 about to be 18 on Nov 28th. I love writing poetry and I actually started after my father passed away in December of 2006. I wrote a poem in his Obituary that i thought was really good, and it took me three months to write again and my baby inspired it in march when i wrote a poem about my father on the internet. It sparked a lot of comments on Facebook so i pretty much have been writing ever since. Although since then my writing abilities have grown and using my two favorite rappers (Eminem, Lupe) I have pulled inspiration from their lyrics time and time again. Oh and i really have gotten alot of inspiration out of Linkin Park also. When I write I'm able to become any one, which means it's a different point of view thus my name becomes Notion because I am a living concept or depiction of everything when I'm holding my pen.

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Men Don't Cry

Real men,
I don’t think you’ll ever find a real man crying
Especially over love,
but maybe under it
Because it doesn’t give you enough wind
To let out a whim
It crushes you as quickly as crushes do
As men we are reassembled in the image of the color our heart has become
And me
I expect to be getting a darker complexion
And some really dry skin
Because that cold dry hard muscle in my chest doesn’t beat any more
See we don’t cry for love
Or about love
Or even cry at all
We morn the lost of our blood’s circulation
Those water drips down our faces are just condensation
From the moisture of that muscle drying out and rising to our eyelids ventilation
Obviously you all have received altered and very wrong information
Okay Love the truth is
I hate you, the way you control every muscle in my being
I can’t help but keep seeing her face in every dream
Her smile, hearing her laugh, her having fun
All with out me
Did I deserve this distance that she loves
Why Love I thought you fucking wanted us to be together with her
But you come and go
But believe me I will not
Show this defeater of I,
my tears of condensation sucked out of a near non existent heart
Because I’m not going to cry of course
I’m a man

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Play my Blues Symphony

Tears emerge from my remembrance of bliss
Oh the way I dreamed for a kiss
The way I longed for your touch
Just a sip of your love

Every time I listen to that song
I get so emotional
Because I feel for you this way
But my heart hurts,

Because you are
“Just like a star across my sky
Just like a song in my heart
Just like the oil on my hands”

You are a part of me
The part that sometimes
When I feel tormented in my mind
I don’t want back

I want you to destroy it
Leave it in the dark when it can feel the chills
That life bills you
For being in existence

I don’t want to hear your voice softly saying
Good night
Because those are the worst nights
Because that’s when I play that song

When Corinne Bailey Rae sings
a song displaying a connection between two
That I long for so very badly from you
And piece by piece I rip apart my heart

And spread the pieces in your sky
And you don’t even realize that as we lie
It’s getting so far out of your reach
And slowly but surely so does me

But I can’t willingly let my heart stray
And it belongs to you
I’ve written your name on it in so many different fonts
That I can not stop my yearn

So I will stay with in reach
But know that I can’t turn off this song
This song that destroys towers
The towers within

They keep shattering and reassembling
shattering and reassembling, shattering and reassembling
And I am slowly building a wall
With construction I’ve never had to use

But I guess we’re born with such things
So I’ll listen to this song the singer brings
So let her sing, louder, sing
Louder play my blues Symphony

Quotes by: Corinne Bailey Rae

Tuesday, April 21, 2009


In solitude, where I can hug my shadow
When he talks to me, my ears widen
Because my trust is inside hiding and we have to talk him out
that’s why my Other lures me here
Because to control the whole being is key

And once I give him the key
He strolls through Atlantis at will
Until he is crowned it’s king, standing tall
Stilling our ears, and sleeping on our trust
Using all the strength we give and muster up

But it doesn’t matter,
My touch will become bigger and badder
The way they curl up in corners
Stilling paper to get there voices heard
Beating the walls with fists full of writers block

Cuz if they couldn’t touch pads the where would we be
All of me trapped inside
Without an inlet to plug out to
I think that would end me and all my senses
that’s why Atlantis is covered by my many trenches

All that gets in is feelings not people
And if they do
Their eyes would pile with the rest, because this extent
Is past human imagination
And I’ll welcome them to Atlantis, my special way

This is my place to leave you all
Just for a while, it’s my high, my addiction, my escape
My painting half night half day
Where my creations live
And words action like verbs

And adjectives compliment the way they live
Since you can’t fathom
I’ll proceed deeper and deeper into this sea
Until you look in my eyes and can’t see me, with my pen
Like a Siren of Atlantis, bringing me home

Sunday, April 19, 2009

The Wings in My Dreams

I said to her
She said hi back
I said don’t know you
She said I don’t think so
And I replied I dreamed of you
You divine creature
You’re the one from my dreams
The one that gave me these wings
When I flew over the oceans and seas
You allowed me to open my eyes for the first time in years
And feel more than tears on my face
You gave me senses of sight and taste
And most of the time controls my dreams
With metaphors so enticing
The last time I dreamed of you
Your nails scratched my back while I stared in your eyes
And through these passion marks
Bright white wings emerged slowly as I dug deep in you
Making you so real around me so I could pull your love
From my sleep with out pulling out of you
Our souls connection
Baby I remember holding you so tight
as we floated in mid air
That was the first time I felt the feeling of flight
The moans of this world we trap ourselves in
I commanded you to sing to me
And you disconnect our bond and I see
You under this water smiling back at me
With just your wrist and hand reaching from the water, still wet
I can see water sliding down your nail bed
The way you sing like a Siren luring me to death
But I can’t stop falling for you
So I don’t until I stop right above the water, connecting my hands with yours
Then I drop entering the water and entering you
I’ll hold you
Don’t let go of me
Because soon I’ll leave this rest and we both know
So we Love with the grace of Greek Gods
Controlling the symmetry of the world around them
Creating Poseidon like whirl pools around us
The way I left my love inside you
There is no doubt you remember our Passion Dreams
She replied I do remember, I dreamed of you too baby
I’d awake in wet sheets, of course I remember you baby
But this is real life, reality
And we’re trapped in this place
Our passionate powers do not breech our dreams
So I replied, I know Love
I just wanted to know if you
Remembered the love that is me
Good bye love