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the black rose Sep 2019
i cant be amongst you to recreate you;
when you see me all you see is yourself.
all you see is your current situation,
the falling of a nation
that fell before it ever even fell.
too many spells casted,
too many guns blasted,
too many things drastic,
too many not matching the flow & the way.
so shine your light,
lead the way.
change your life,
change your ways.
this is life,
its amazing
if you see it with the eye,
and you feel it with the mind
then you free it with the heart
and connect the broken lines.
one with the earth,
you are aligned,
you are in touch.
you'll rise again,
you'll be okay,
don't self-destruct.
something..
the black rose Aug 2019
What's time and distance but a measurement,
measuring moments that never last but can stick with you forever.
A simple range of reference,
how you take the moments in life is your preference.
The pleasures in life don't lie in things, but the events.
The 'present' moment is a gift,
all that matters is right here.
Tomorrow isn't promised though it seems to be so near.
Fear of losing beautiful moments so present
I get lost in the evidence of those events.
Fear of losing, an illusion.
Understanding, the solution.
Everything has a shelf life
It all comes to end
But, the pain of losing it' s all worth it in the end
No regrets, no cursing, no lamenting
Every ending is a perfect ending..
the end.
collaborative writing.. ft. Armando
the black rose Aug 2019
seek you first,
you are the kingdom of god
and righteousness is yours to keep.
the black rose Aug 2019
it’s hard to make things make sense
and i try not to vent
when i see pens and papers;
my friends,
my saviors.
-
i see nothing else,
i see only what’s sense-less
and
i saw nothing since this
journey to nowhere began.
this race that im running has ran
out of time and energy.
no pride so
no enemy,
no threat to my entity...
-
what exists isn’t critical.
one may seem too
individual.
when i look up at my visual
i see hope
and i see stars.
i see broken,
i see scars.
-
may your heart heal,
may you act as you feel
while being genuine
what’s real
will reveal.
the black rose Aug 2019
i’m stuck...
writing about past feelings and beginners luck.
running from emotions,
while still holding onto trust
that if life should take its course;
no self-ish motive or care,
there’s nothing wether high or low
that i should ever fear..
-
im learning rhymes heal wounds
but only for awhile,
growing up is tragic  
i may always be a child.
filled on magic
always wild,
chaotic,
misunderstood..
but everything will always come together
as it should.
with love.
the black rose Aug 2019
you're too close..
you scare me.
-
please
spare me the 40 second speech,
your kind words
with undertones that speak for me.
they tell the story that i've heard like one too many times.
got one too many lines drawn
keeping out the bad guys,
and the soul ties
and all that tries to save me from myself...
who try to be of help but i cant help it,
im selfish.
im bottled up,
you felt it.
got issues un-dealt with but atleast im genuine...
i made attempts to let you in.
im back.. can you guess for how long?
the black rose Aug 2019
like a sunflower in a bouquet of bright red roses..
you were chosen.
-
the weakest link,
or so it seems.
who'd ever think
a stoic queen
could be so far behind the scene
& never seen.
-
never seeking mere attention,
only focus is ascension,
elevation,
with intentions so pure...
-
and no one is really sure
who you are
or
whose you are
i swear they've never seen your kind.
so brilliant,
so divine.
so free,
and so inclined
to spread love & light,
with no motive or spite
just a vision,
a clear sight of
what's righteous.
...
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