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Tag Archives: #poetry
Different Outlook
Ask me how I got here, I’ll tell you the universe has evolved. Not because I exist, but because we all do.
Making you come True
It took a long time, but I quit pretending things were ok. Propping myself up, despite the trama. Letting people create the image of me they wanted to see. The one they wanted to be with or a thing for which to play with. It took a long time, but I’m myself now. Venturing intoContinue reading “Making you come True”
Asking all the right Questions
Will I ever see you smile again? Will we be able to make ends meet someday? Will they stop killing black people in the streets in cold blood in my country? Will we be defeated by our differences? Will we find peace somehow, someway?
Light in the City
The city can be dark and misleading. People will trick and misuse you. Shout at you and flip you off. Traffic moves so fast that you may miss your turn. Will you ever be able to find your way? Perhaps the only way to do such a thing is to make your own. Look awayContinue reading “Light in the City”
Mind’s Eye
Your eyes are open, but you still can’t see. Look closely. Underneath the news and the social media statuses. Nothing and no one are quite what they seem. You will be able to see more with your eyes closed and your mind opened.
Fallout Dreams
The day will come when it all collapses upon itself. An empire crumbles. A ravaged world is left standing. Most will be lost without tweets and super markets. Some will get by on toiletries and canned goods. The initiated will be one with the land and the sun. And we will be together till theContinue reading “Fallout Dreams”
And then their was Life
We all move through our lives, trying to figure out the right answers to the choices we make. I don’t think their are wrong are right answers to life. We are simply guiding ourselves through the cosmos and dealing with the problems and pains of the path we take. Healing from the ones we lost.Continue reading “And then their was Life”
The Senses Between
Will you remember me? Once I exit the room, am I still what you see? Does your blood rush to the spots under the surface I touch? Is the love that lives enough to keep the passion afloat? Can you feel a part of me that no one else has discovered? Where our senses meetContinue reading “The Senses Between”
Generate A Generation
Stake your place. Take your spot. Look back on today and say that you fought. Every morning you rise. Fuck the doubts and the lies. Let the world hear your war cries. Generate your own power to create your own empire. Follow me on Instagram 😁
