Tag: writers

innee-outee*

from my point of view I am thankful for the opportunities I chose not to turn away, subsequently, I am person that side with grace; being an emphatic person I subject myself to being happy with what the day allowed, it can tire my physical body, but my spiritual mind is with me, to help guide and sort through the feelings I may face.

there are times where I question if a shooting star is something magical, or if it’s a dark meaning that shows an angel falling from the heavens, not to be radical but, there’re duties to be done; searching for those kind of answers can send your mind on more of a spring shower, and with clear skies, before you’d endure a brainstorm – there are steps to this, and I am only on the first one.

its early*

early this morning I felt a need to just gaze into a blank space, and all I seemed to experience, was peace; the time elapsed was only three seconds, though, it feel like it all lasted for hours to me; the perception felt amazing, it helped me focus on the good things; fading away from the dwellings of the worst – on an expedition toward putting my happiness first…

decoding my conceptions, without necessarily forcing it; problems can be brought upon us due to simply making the wrong choice; life in my realization, is a form of roulette – where everyone has a voice, and too much of anything can produce a lot unnecessary noise…

I’m doing my best to be thorough, without throwing a fit, and at the moment I am pleased; I choose to abstain the corruption of someone else’s mind, simply because it isn’t my disease…

I don’t mean to sound cryptic, but I am being as veracious as I can to explain how quick innocence can be revoked; I just been through plenty, and to see other’s prosper because of it, hurts to core – because it shows that reciprocity was a cloak…

simple love*

there’s a burst of indescribable feelings that resonate when I hear this tone; not saying I need it to be identical, but it’s that type of love that makes me want to be alone…

reflecting on indisputable sacrifices, is what often bring me to tears; knowing that the time spent, was barely three-hundred and sixty-five days, when we could’ve been going on two years…

make me feel appreciated; endure the day to day of mood swings that can make me most agitated – stay with me, be there for me; don’t margin with false claims, but instead be enlightened with honesty…

in the here and now find me attractive in ways that can’t be dismissed, ensure my security in the affection you express; withdraw from any intention for your love to stand down, nor digress…

conceal our bond with the covenant of the Lord to strengthen our unity; saying yes only when God allows such purity…

orator*

approaching everything full force, bad times and naïve decisions are divorced; I’m made to be capable – embracing and utilizing myself to be made to go… to be prepared for life’s best times, focusing on the business that is on my mine… pushing my success head on, until everyone is thoroughly impressed, with my new throne…

trenchant*

still finding the words, as if I am on a voyage; analyzing every move, like something was stolen; I’m envisioning a plan that could successfully play out, trying to find what this adventure is really about…

my spirit is so free, it’s now feeling out of body, I am away, but not hiding, though no one could ever find me; compelled by the time that was selected to freeze, realizing there were moments that couldn’t appease…

vowing to understand my path, walking carefully making calculated advances without math; comprehending that each moment will eventually pass…

make it*

illusions can appear to be appealing until you realize its true meaning; an obscure thought can often cloud your judgment in a wicked way, giving unworthy interludes and people the praise…

my passion has been ignited with a new flame, envisioning a rewrite of my own name; I am embraced with similar minds, placing myself in an immense network that continue to grow with time; taking heed from my elders because with wisdom comes age , and that’s divine…

between time*

prevail with dignity, focus on common wealth, not common enemies; growth should aspire, and I expect the same foundation when I retire.

I’ve suffered, even when it wasn’t my battle… I’m packing away my gift, and I’m running away by horse and saddle; I want to prosper in things I never thought I’d be good at, and sacrifice when it isn’t my turn to receive profit, and be fine with that…

I want to approach my blessings gracefully, making every move lucrative deliberately… I’m surrounding myself around wealth and networks, I want to absorb so much information that it makes my brain hurt…

just asking*

who is she, he asked, and as I read it, it made me laugh; the mystery was who is he, and I’ve thought about it thoroughly…

reflecting on the fact that, he said, “you have the power,” not knowing that those words hit my soul, making my mind devour such an opinion; then, I realized that it was indefinitely true! I definitely have dominion…

a Queen that reigns in my own world; see I looked back at me, and its been that since a little girl… so who are you? how can you give me butterflies, while making me blue…?

an excerpt*

looking right at the definition of peace there was a moment of matrimony, but there was no priest; I am treated well, and given much respect, wanting for absolutely nothing, there’s never a moment of neglect.

singing it’s heart out, letting me in, showing me clearly what love is truly about; I am loved, and it’s showing no doubts. the way I feel right now, words can never found. I am blessed in so many ways, yet it’s still early in the days…