Today I didn't see the sun at all, it's radiance was completely shut out by the gloomy gray clouds. I noticed a flock of black birds flying north today, reminding me that spring is near. Just behind them there was a single black bird- the weaker one. It reminded me of how many different worlds there are, how I'm not the only one dying.
2.21.16
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 3:06 AM UTC
Be **** but don't be a **** Be modest, but don't be a ***** Be smart, but not smarter than your man. Be independent, but not so much that you never need a man. Be everything and nothing at all- all at once and at any given time.
•k.p. 5.30.16•
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 10:10 PM UTC
some 4.5 billion years ago
the atoms that would coalesce
to ***** your evanescent features
detoured to a lonely chunk of
rock aimlessly adrift in the
Milky Way Galaxy
you stayed alive by pure instinct
fight or flight
you could not thrive
yet you survived nature's
attempts to crush you in
her fearsome jaws
bits of you walked with dinosaurs
bone fragments ground to dust and
reformed over eons of evolution until
you stood upright and found a
tongue to describe planet Earth
remnants of those dead languages
live on to this very day
they inhabit the ink stains i
leave upon this yellowed page
while folk tunes croon over
my shoulder and Dallas Green
breathes a city in multicolor
a map of the universe is etched
across your face and i cannot escape
the smirk that spread with mirth
nor erase the memory of eyes
like interstellar space staring
back at me
unblinking
for 4 minutes that felt
simultaneously like a lifetime
and the space between
2 fractions of a millisecond
you came from the Big Bang
when the cells that would form
our bodies were forged in the
cores of supernovas exploding
across the cosmos and we've
been on a collision course ever since
an unstoppable force and
an immovable object
for matter
can neither be created
nor destroyed
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC
Empty inside
No feelings to show
Detached from reality
Just the way it goes.
7.6.14
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 4:03 PM UTC
Do you ever feel so small
Feel like you're nothing
About to fall
Caving in, giving it your all?
1.30.14
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 3:58 PM UTC
she was a brown-skinned girl,
who was trapped in this world
struggiling with idenity,
she couldn't find any serenity,
she no longer had dignity,
she was too white to be black,
as people told her and laughed,
she was too black to be white,
this was now turning into a
fight/
between her and idenity,
she needed to find serenity
so finally in may, she woke
up one day and decided to be
g r e y.
G r e y [gray]
of a color intermediate between black and white, as of ashes or an overcast sky.
but little did she know
that her skin colour
didn't define her
for it was the art in
her heart that did.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
I will take the time
to gaze upon
the burnished chest
of the resident hawk
while I am waiting
for the sun to drop
and pastel
the water blue
I will patiently
wait
for the mountains
to radiate
for my heart
to steady
for the return
of peace
I will relinquish
control over
my tiny world
scattered thoughts
flying up
brushing
their curved wings
against me
I will remember
land and sea
will forever be
remaining long after
we hurt each other
long after we turn
our backs
on love
I will take the time
to be still
moon balanced
on my open palm
illusive beacon
enlighten
the coming
night
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
How little you know,
you poor ignorant soul.
You spoke with a mouth full of hate,
your body shook with might
as you tried to instill me with a certain fright
as if I might finally bow down to your glory,
kiss your feet, and say that I am sorry.
Yet here I stand,
the knife in my hand,
it is my turn to tell you the story
of how I became so grand!
Your words filled me with a certain spiteful motivation,
one that has led me to a compelling revelation!
I now have you in my hands,
you are now mine!
You shall see,
you poor little flea,
you are only but a pest!
You have no influence over me!
Nobody can deny my power as I watch you cower,
you poor pathetic pest,
now you kiss thy feet!
-k.p. 11.27.15-
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
In the cold of winter,
I find your soul greeting me like a warm hug from an old friend.
In the breeze of summer,
I feel your comforting smile watching over me.
On these days of peace,
these days of calmness,
I find you.
I find you in the rustle of the trees,
I find you in the heavy waves of the seas,
I see you in the colors of the sky at dusk,
just as bright and magnificent as I remember you being.
You are not gone.
I find you everywhere I look.
I find the moon hangs just like your tired, extravagant eyes.
I have found peace in your absence,
simply in remembering that your soul has lived to create a new star in the sky,
shining light into my dark days.
-k.p. 7.20.15-
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
It seems rather strange,
how my life has become so mundane,
how even the rays of sun seem to feel cold,
how it feels to have my body grow old.
The pressure of gravity weighing in its awful opinion,
my body at its mercy,
it cripples under the weight.
-k.p. 5.31.15-
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC