But I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find, you and I collide
I'm quiet, you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know
I'm always on your mind
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find, you and I collide
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC
Gold teeth with fake smiles
Sold beings with snake tounges
Dig gold in mines than in lings
World sees no value in beings
But seeks value in things
Assets driven soul
Casket risen goals
May the sunset unfold
Before the riots roar
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
I'm a Breathing brown connecting fruits and roots
The cross I am
the gross I am
The meristem I am I married the stem to bring forth branches of life
Through brown I received my crown
From brown I receive
From brown was I concieved
And through brown shall I succeed
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
Laid in the casket dreaming of sunset hoping in the ghetto sumday we will experience gun rest
Brother stubbed to earth starred by angels trying to see the assets found in innocence but that lead him to one conclusion casket
The air I breathe makes me a victim fighting for a territory in eviction in the ghetto you find death in vaccine
Maybe I'm not the only one who loves the smell of gasoline
To grasp a win I have to kneel
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
be afraid of the sea.
not because i told you so
because you would go to the beach one day and the weather is soft and the wind blows your hair the way he never could.
and you would forget about dying.
because you will dip your toes in the blue sparkle playfully dancing up your ankle
and you would forget it would ever drown you senseless.
because the horizon will swallow the sun as you give yourself away to the briskly sand, once again allowing your skin to be bruised and wounded while you pretended it was poetry; the sky is blood and his musk is in the air and his chapped lips lands on your collarbone and you would turn away and make love with none but the wind.
and you would forget to forget.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC
I discovered a new part of me.
A part that loved mornings
and that found beauty in my surroundings.
A part that enjoyed watching sunsets
and romanticizing a simple stroll through the park.
A part that believed in positivity
and finding the good in everyone.
But that part of me is no longer here.
It disappeared around the same time you did.
All I could think of is getting you back,
of getting that part of me back from you,
so I could be complete again.
Until I realized you did not take that part with you,
you did not take anything.
That part of me was hidden,
because you taught me how to love everything,
but myself.
Four years later and I realize
I have nothing to thank you for.
I found myself with you, and found myself again without you.
In the end, you made no difference.
You were not and never will be essential to my life,
for I do not only love mornings and my surroundings anymore,
I now love myself
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 6:30 AM UTC
I am love
I am hate
I am fear
I am fate
I am trees
I am ground
I am silence
I am sound
I am stars
I am night
I am sun
I am light
I am you
I am me
I am they
I am we
I am above
I am below
I am within
I am soul
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
I believed I was a star till .....
Just in the midst of love I met dust beautiful , with eyes that take you to horizons of sunset passion islands
She said my starship will never fly if it didn't start in the ground , she said she loved me I couldn't believe becasue whe was in another form of dirt
I asked her on a date in my mind I'm thinking what would she feel if she ate mana from heaven she said no why don't you try earth because you've never been there
There I was thinking I was meant for the ground
There I was thinking I belong in dirt
There I was thinking I belong in dept
I'm better than that I was meant to fly , I was meant to shine in the sun I'm a starling trying to show my X I can prove her wrongs of saying I'm nothing
_thulani
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
I had to call and concieve inter
Or I had to receive and be a intern
To concern about my contacts
Let me call and join the concerts
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall*
©IGMS
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC