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Ari B Jun 2014
Beautiful lotus...
I wish they could see,
All the potential you have and the things that you could be.
Everything you imagined in your wildest dreams...
Beautiful lotus, how I wish they could see.
They love your Florescent petals so they pick you apart… unaware of the internal damage this causes to your heart.
I guess its called "Tough Love" but they are stripping your art.
Beatuiful Lotus, taking blows so harsh..
You should be a beautiful diamond considering all the pressure you've been through,
Such a precious gem with dark, ugly roots…
Faced with adversity and Plagued by deception… Still finding your way to see it through. A world so cold and ugly has created something so beautiful.
Bloom Lotus  bloom, Even in the heart of June. Shine lotus shine, even in the light of the Moon... Never let anything in this world make you leave it too soon. You have so many things that you need to see.
Beautiful lotus...
My sweet sweet lotus,
Just set yourself free.
And reach for the Heights they told you you would never see.


-Ari B.
This poem is one that I wrote in the process if discovering myself, enjoy!
Ari B Apr 2014
HE
was the one who got away.
faded into oblivion.
because feelings went astray.
HE
Used to be the Yin to my yang
but now I fear, everything has changed.
HE
destroyed me.
consumed my mind.
wasted my time
HE
made me blind.
and I must say
that here and now...
at the end of the day.
im glad that
HE
was the one who got away.
Ari B Apr 2014
For a moment I thought I knew you.
the real you,
the true you.
thought you were so...
so beautiful.
Boy was I so wrong
because all of a sudden you just flipped it.
like you really got to trippin'
left me out in the cold
you went missin'
started ******* around with these *******.
I cant deny it made me so mad
I wanted it to be you and me, so bad
but I guess this was a lesson in disguise.
you really went and opened my eyes.
its just sad cuz
I really thought I knew you
the real you
the true you
thought you were so beautiful
but I guess I was
*delusional
Ari B Apr 2014
Have you ever made a pit stop on the road to success,
to just  sit and marvel at the gifts of the ghetto?
Like the individually wrapped Treats that are left about.
have you seen the gum plastered across pavements,
the tagged up scenes...
all of these things.
The **** that people tend to turn their nose up to
is the most beautiful to me.
it reminds me of where I am and fuels me to reach for where I want to be.
Broken sidewalks, broken homes
babies out hustlin' to make their own.
For as long as I can remember,
this is all I've known
this is the land that I call home.
city buses and ratchet fights
****** scenes in broad daylight
beautiful ugliness at my eyesight
but it all pushes me to get it right.
Land of promises
Land of fame
home to Hollywood
and making a name
it is also home to heartache
and home of pain.
but if I must refrain..
If you make a pit stop on the road to success
and marvel at the ghetto
you'd realize you are blessed.


-ari b
Ari B Apr 2014
Everyone is a saint.
With the lights on,
but when they go off..There is darkness.
My first haiku eveeer! Enjoy!

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