Tag: poets

Journal Entry # 15

3rd Moon’s the Charm* The room is still on high frequency -I’m awake, yet it feels like a dream being embraced like that, was the definition of intimacy -God knows, nothing is what it seem I’m in anguish by the way things are conditioned -As a woman , it’s hard not to display emotion I…

Journal Entries # 3 and 4*

although in my mind it’s feels like gibberish; please understand this is me figuring out who I am with a peculiar way of delivering it 3 spilling emotions into my work; easing my heart from the actual hurt every day I try to make sense of what I am doing; conceiving the conquering of everything…

Journal Entry # 2*

I’m changing the narrative; attaining all that is provided, so I can produce clearer reactions to give manufacturing better habits, so change can be less difficult; no longer pointing fingers at those who aren’t at fault clean and fragrant vibrations keeps me motivated; pushing my space to productive and cultivated not saying I know where…

S/o*

following a melodic tone feeling the sensitive flow of its moan the vibrations of its falsetto rubs me all the right ways, using music to explain what it is I’m trying to say I’m a hopeless romantic though, I do not fall vulnerable to misleading antics the soothing sound of love pulls me into a…

skit*

I find myself following up with the impossible; enduring bondage, making my argument plausible. never should I allow my surroundings to distract me; I’m turning back to who I am suppose to be. I’m elevating myself to reach my rightful crown; I have to continue to fly until my feet find solid ground. searching for…

Story Time…

The will to conquer is the beginning of the victory ~Europa, Ki Wi Being Thought About.. What if it was true?  Getting a little technical about that statement. Everyday, it really doesn’t matter who it is I’m thinking it could be; all I know is I wonder, “I wonder if they’re thinking about me?” Sounds…

unto me*

I am positioning my thoughts on paper, exploring my mind with help from my savior… there’s a specific mentality I want to maintain, doing my best not to make the same mistakes again… overwhelmed by the lack of faith, but doing above and beyond for my peace sake – no more, will I walk eggshells…

3125*

I must watch my back and be focused on permanent achievements, that is only supported with facts jumping over the walls of fear I’m a faithful one, I am everything I say I am – I’m just making it clear – I’m subjected to a place of empathy it’s a fulfilling moment that never leave…

confiding*

looing for a vibe that’s mystical; fixing one’s gaze for a touch that isn’t physical… connect with me with a warm heart – though, I’m honestly over that part – deceit has never went this far… I’m ready for a scene where my time in this moment can depart… why do people love to hurt?…