Been About What

All I’ve been about is change,A chance to pay for my sins.Indebted to a God I couldn’t see until I closed my eyes and believed in confidence,And walked with bliss,While promising the man in my mirror I would smile,No matter what kind of time it is…

Suffered My Karma, Now Reborn.

Lights all around the neighborhood illuminate and flicker, As he feels His presence approaching his fractured soul, Only this moment seems different. As He arrives, No thread & needle to sow back shards of his broken heart, But a lesson learned in the name of love, While blood drips from his finger tips...

Tell A Vision (To Be Continued)

Kind of feels like, We're further divided as communication becomes more convenient. And, What's devious to me? Is how accepting we are of a division, Where we're split by the difference in the nature of our vision, For the Lesser of our own kind imprisoned, By their own ignorance. Ignorance learned from a set of... Continue Reading →

No Thinking

I don't want to want to think. Worry. Stress. But, how's it possible to do so with so much pressure life mounts on your shoulders? When will I meet the changed man I attempt to materialize right in front of my very own eyes each second passing by? That man, patient when reaching for his... Continue Reading →

A Matter Of Redemption

I don't really think I matter to anyone. Kind of feels like, If I died today? Others would resonate more laughter and love! All over the world while spotting doves, Coating our bright skies with their beauty... Wouldn't say I'm losing my sanctity, But, In a way, I'm choosing to vanish eternally. Through each poem... Continue Reading →

When The Jungle Is Hungry

Writing's what I do. I'm used to filling up a room, With a silly rhythm you'd, Normally wouldn't hear often. Most say I'm off in a mind painting panoramic vibes, On a stage where real events are plotted. Like, Hoping you would smile as I admit my nonsense. Innocent? I'm not! This, Is just my... Continue Reading →

Toolz Of Success

New year, Same attitude when I'm flowing to a rhythm while I'm trying to reach a higher altitude, Through a new groove. Crude fears, I'm eliminating with a few new tools... Acceptance. Of a home littered by hateful messages and disgraceful sedatives. Of those bitter over graceful sentiments I've chosen over distasteful eminence. Why sit... Continue Reading →

Amour Bon Gre

Relationships, At times, Are just a headache. I don't want to sit, Face to face and explain my set ways as segue for her to decide if I am one she'll let stay. I don't want to sit and have fits with a woman who'd wear out the person I am, Hoping I'd change and... Continue Reading →

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