Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again

~~<@>~~

The tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain

They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn

They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons

The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light

They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves

For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground

They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in

Tears of a rose


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017

She is nobody's  angel
She doesn't have a prince.
She has a beautiful family to love ever since.
Her dreams are not as of  pinky girls..
She never liked her hair open with curls..
She doesn't paint her nail her lips never touched those coloured sticks..
She never pouts on selfie clicks...
The beauty is hidden in her mischievous  smile. .
That can hold any body's  feet for a while..
She makes the same plait everyday..
Like she has taught her her hair how to stay...
She doesn't have time to mingle her finger with her hair...
She doesn't think that she needs  any body to take care..
She loves black not pink..
by this she conveys the message I think..
She never tried to charm anyone.
She is a daughter playing role of a son
I never found her wearing..
Neither nosepin  nor earing..
She is different  from others people say..
She doesn't  care even becz she knows the way
She made her a war hawk not a dove..
That is y she is not ready to love..
Her mother is also concerned about her..
But she proves people wrong who doubt her..
She has a dream to live and die for..  
Everything  she has but still Striving for more.
She is adventurous an  explorer always ready to grow..
She is a learner this is what I know....
She is a queen of every  trait..    
She has written her own fate..
She wants wings to fly...
She wants to touch the sky..
She is one for all..
Waiting for her dream call...
Everybody who liked her tried to convince. .
But she is nobody's  angel ..
She doesn't have a prince...

Yeah it goes like this
Some die for the money
Others rather tell a joke
But ain't nothing funny when I see
My peeps gettin smoked by police
Leasted to mess with the poor
Excite race wars too many scars
Since I left the battlefield can't shield
My family cuz they be handing me
Restrictions in my own jurisdiction
Seems more like mental lynching predictions
Made by the lifestyle of a fantasy addiction
Tryna break the system that keeps me in straight pimpin'
But I broke the sable
Turned off my cable
A new state of mind you can tell By my rhyme
No sublime time after time
I'll write truth in every line
So next I come around pound for pound I'm shutt em down


Yo when I try to help my brother
He looks the other
Way and gives a **** what I gotta say
Too many victims of prey dark grey
Clouds hovering over your heads
Tryna scheme of ways to make bread
But don't chase something that's already dead
Filled with slave owners but at the same time they money owners
Slavin us til we bite the dust so trust
They divided us so we can't bust
At the real scenario takin places in different barrio
I say break the barrier white vs blacks vs mexican vs asian
We all just a number waiting for a blazing
Burned into a grain coatin' rhymes til they glazing
Don't consider myself hero I'm just saving
Much damage soon to take ground But I'll make sure to shut em down