I was eager to meet this wonder but not prepared for what this wonder stored
I looked at it-so tiny in size and so soft on the eyes
So strong on the heart-on my heart
I looked at it and saw the light, not the light from a train
A greater light
A warm light
Only a light that illuminates from the Halos of the angels
Who knew this little wonder possessed such a humongous energy
Bigger than you and me
This energy flowed from it to me and allowed me to see
It ran through my body beginning at my fingertips
and simultaneously chilled every cell of my composition
My heart began to take a rapid beat as fear ensued
But once I refocused my gaze on this little thing
The beat slowed as I was soothed by the eyes of this little wonder...
Of this little Wisdom.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Insufficient Funds
Am I not sufficient?
Fulfilling, Satisfying?
Am I not attractive?
Beautiful, Pretty?
Am I not intelligent?
Clever, Sharp?
Am I not funny?
Comical, Hilarious?
Am I not kind?
Thoughtful, Considerate?
Am I not humble?
Modest, Unpretentious?
Perhaps,
I am not any
Because you inject me with the feeling that
I am not plenty
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Artificial Bae
Unable to breath
My heart clenched in your palm
Such a beautiful hurt
In a time all wrong
A master of hours
I wish it were me
It is you
For whom my heart beats
To the rhythm of a song
All its own
With a cadence unmatched
I'm left alone
I have created in my mind
A man who in time
Would requite a divine love
A divine love like mine
That which parallels
The immensely intense
Unadulterated love
That I've felt ever since
Monday, January 26, 2015
Let's Talk About It
Let's talk about the beef
Let's talk about the streets
Let's talk about the grief
Let's talk about the bleak
Let's talk about all the things that these people never see
Let's talk about the pain
Let's talk about the strain
Let's talk about the gain
Let's talk about the strange
Let's talk about the things that we say we're going to change
Let's talk about destruction
Let's talk about corruption
Let's talk about production
Let's talk about reconstruction
Let's talk about all the ways that we as a people can function
Let's Talk About It
Friday, January 23, 2015
False Security
If I could turn back the hours
I'd turn it to three
To a place in time
When my heart was complete
My heart was full
And your love was a drag
It was some of the best dope
I had ever had
But chaos and confusion
both ensued
It soon became clear
I was being abused
As your bag lady
I had allowed it
I took you on that high
I was your pilot
While coming down
As we made our descent
It was increasingly clear
It was you I resent
So, unto you I
Bid my fairest farewell
For it was you that waged war
May you burn in hell
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