It’s something I’ve only been able to think about
How do I translate such complex emotions?
There is just an overwhelming feeling when I think of you
Like you open a window to my heart, to my soul, and we have become one
I am an emotional vampire, you kissed my mind and took hold of my every action
I will be the one to love you to the end of time
I will be your chamber of secrets
You are the produce from my prayers, crafted carefully by God’s hands
You fit into an oddly shaped space in the most vulnerable parts of me
A minute of silence between us is just too much
I chose you because there was never another option
Don’t let anyone retrace the lines that shape you
You are beautiful just the way you are
Define perfection using your own name
There are secrets to your design that only you know
There are waves that travels through your mind that can never be truly translated to anyone
Reality is, no one will really fully understand you
But to the ones that come close enough, hold them dear to your heart
But never forget you
I will not let you walk through my mind with your dirty feet!
You won’t corrupt my thoughts against my ideas!
I will not let you open windows in my head to let in dirty air
To stain the positives I have built my brain on
You will not ruin what I built
I am the only one allowed to stand in my way, and even I won’t let myself stop me!
Who told this little black bird that she couldn’t sing?
Her lyrics tell tales of a broken heart searching for a home
That to me is a tune we all can relate
So who told this little black bird she couldn’t sing?
Who told this little black bird she couldn’t fly?
Her wings were made to rise like a phoenix
From the ashes of pain, poverty and her past
That to me is a journey we all walk
So who told this little black bird she couldn’t fly?
Who told this little black bird she couldn’t?
This little black bird sings through poetry, she flies in her imagination, a journey with no limits
So who told this little black bird she couldn’t?
Because this little black bird lives.
…………………………………………….for all birds
It’s not a one foot in, one foot out thing
I’m all in
The good times, we sure have some, but the bad ones too
Lord knows how many times I’ve wanted to slap, shout and run out on you
But reality is, it lasts for just some minutes, because I look at you and I see more than one reason to be happy
Something about you fills up the room even when it is empty
You make rainy times feel like a cloudy day and my whole heart crumbles if you are not happy
But I am all in, no holding back of emotions of jealousy or anger or silent treatments
I’ll toss my heart in with no regrets, doubts or back up plan
I am loving you with all of me, in me, about me, me
Because you are a part of me now, I run on your energy
I’ll scatter rose petals in the wind for you to find me
For in your very thoughts I live
I smile each day when your heart embraces me
and from your side I will never leave
I’ll scatter rose petals in your dreams for you to see me
Whisper my name and I’ll be there
For even in times when you thought I was missing
Right beside you, I was always here
For :Judith Allen in memory of her mother
I dare you!
I dare you to open your lungs and embrace the fresh air sparking a new day!
Spread your arms like an eagle taking flight
I dare you to scream out loud, regardless of who is listening because you know how truly blessed you are
I dare you, no double dare you-triple dare you to wake and accept LIFE!
My thoughts travel along your eyes
Travel along your mind
Trying to figure out your internal design
Does it complement my taste of fashion?
Can my interior design brighten your room?
I wander, all over you.
If they choose to be rocks then become water
If they choose to be the sand in your eyes then become wind
If they choose to be defiant then become persistent
You can always choose resilience at a crossroad.
1.the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape; elasticity.”nylon is excellent in wearability, abrasion resistance and resilience”
Sometimes the right thing to do is to get up
Literally standing up is what makes sense
Words are as physical as we make them to be
Words can trigger tears, trigger joy, trigger justice and even trigger the trigger
In my history, some persons stood up just so that I can now sit with who I want, where I want and as long as I want.
Some persons stood, spoke, fight and marched for me.
Today let us remember that we too can stand, at any time for what’s right!