My Awakening

I was not dreaming when I fell asleep, A deep repose I formed in my daily routines Of life was my secret to keep, But something I gave away to those who listened, Not asking favors, but I needed to know Who really cared about me when I was low. After while I realize I…

Differences Pt. I

Would you believe me if I told you that because you had been created, You were formed by the Creator never to be slated The same as he or she or we You are you, and I am me It’s the norm to you judge a man from the analogy of another. Why judge a…

Blue Jeans Journey

  Blue Rhythm I Tip toe movements across the room; my mind and body twine in unison.  I expose my curves, like the swerves of these rooms, my woman shows formation.  My breasts become entangled in freedom as I release them from many hours of shackles. I stretch my neck to inhale the coldness of the…

Beware of the Deep End

Feelings like textures Like ups and downs like fixtures At a standstill, but moving Soothing the ache in my heart I am numb to start at the ending Still, longing to long to smell the zeal The thrill of nakedness hidden behind the naked eye Do you see? Have you whispered goodbye? To the next…

Clutter

Clutter The clutter cannot exist here anymore, So clarity is what I’m aiming for Being dedicated will get me there for sure No need for treatments, when I have the cure Clutter cannot exist here anymore I have a new mantra, new reason to live and I feel to the core An explosion in my…

Beautiful

His locks were unkempt Like the slur of my mind in an attempt To understand what he was saying. My mind was clouded by the debacles I’ve heard from random men. So I’ve built barriers because benevolent speech has faded No doubt, just as he spoke, I swore this man was trying to woo me.…

Just In Case…

Sometimes, we think we know how other persons may feel about us. Without them having to say it, but how can we be sure? How can we risk having feelings turn red then turning to rust? And then to dust But no, not us. We chose lust, cause for us, It's a feeling of desire, and…

Thoughts

Thoughts. I think a lot. But who doesn’t? For some of us it’s a means to cope; A reason to stay up at night till the curtains close in. Meditation. Sedation from the separation of worldly confusion with expectation that my thoughts; that mental transfusion Will be an affair of my heart. My thoughts; my…

Letting Go

Letting go means giving up the control that has become me And walking to the change that is inevitably A solid part of me The same change I am blatantly oblivious to, Caused by the fear that I had been taught, Seemed to have conquered me, or so it thought So maybe I have become…