the black rose: Poems

Nov 2018 · 542

dark days

the black rose Nov 2018

there are no fairytale endings in this darkness,
the only ones that are amongst us here are heartless.
we are the ones that love too hard,
we let the world tear us apart,
we are the ones that seek the chaos and the madness.
-

...

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Nov 2018 · 307

intent

the black rose Nov 2018

intent

no ill intentions,
just the prevention of aggression.
my first impression,
want your affection.
i need attention.
-
i need protection,
from the drama that’s here in every direction.
mis-placed perception,
never pictured myself falling in deception.
-

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Nov 2018 · 217

fit in.

the black rose Nov 2018

fit in.

oddly enough,
i am oddly out of touch with this world.
i am weak & i am stuck in a whirl.
it’s love i seek,
but hate i find.
the raging anger makes me blind.
i am so lost and out of time.
-
they say do good and good comes back,
& ive been good yet still i lack.
maybe i should forget it all.
no one is here, no one to call,
to pick me up on days i fall.
im not enough.
-

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Nov 2018 · 293

words

the black rose Nov 2018

words

you want more than you can give,
i can give it to you.
i am more than a mistake or a whatever to you.
i have more than what it takes,
i am higher than the stakes.
i am all that you imagine me being.
when you close your eyes im all that you’re seeing.
-
i told you lies,
i crushed your heart.
i did these things,
tore us apart.
manipulation is my art,
i was deceiving from the start.
-
but no one sees what’s really there until the view is clear.
you’ll never understand my version,
i don’t know what’s fair.
you’re afraid that you’ll get played.
makes me wonder why you stayed.
makes me wonder if i ever meant anything.

STILL **** AT TITLES HAHAHA

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Nov 2018 · 314

fate

the black rose Nov 2018

fate

though i yearn to be near you,
though your smile makes me excited.
though your eyes are all i dream about.
my love is unrequited.
-
that’s just how it’s meant to be.
you knew what you meant to me.
i handled you, gently.
but you seem to resent me.
-
guess im laying in a bed that i made.
i despised the reprise of these days.
you know where im coming from,
go easy on me.
it is karma, she has always won.
she is all i can see.
walk a mile on my feet,
bet you’ll find what you seek.
everyone can have their fun,
just not me.
-
i am the bad guy.
i cry a sad cry.
say i always play the victim.
**** i sure know how to pick ‘em.

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Nov 2018 · 236

evol

the black rose Nov 2018

evol

whisper in my ear.
tell me the things i like to hear.
tell me all the things you’ve never said before.
say that you’re ok with me being this way,
say that you accept me as i am.
-
cause im not changing,
im only ranging .
i am who i am.
you are who you are,
and im not judging.
so love me with your all or love me nothing.
love me when i fall,
& when im bluffing.
would you still love me if i didn’t know how to love you?
or would your clouded judgement block the window of a good view?
would you love me if i lied?
will you still love me when i cry?
or would you give up..say goodbye?
i tried.

...

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Nov 2018 · 258

..

the black rose Nov 2018

..

i have days i am blank.
i have days all i do is write.

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Nov 2018 · 290

inconvenience

the black rose Nov 2018

inconvenience

i treat people accordingly.
the ones i love are bored with me.
my love is not enough.
my love, that must be tough.
-
when i can no longer do
then i am useless.
yes, it’s true.
i am disposable,
yet convenient,
like a tissue.
-
but don’t you come up in my space.
i will dismiss you,
life goes beyond,
so i will live without or with you.

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Nov 2018 · 187

$

the black rose Nov 2018

$

9 to 5,
i survive.
i don’t live but im alive.
i still give though im deprived.
-
i hold my head high,
& keep my dreams low.
my talents are like secrets,
no one can know.
-
more money in the clubs,
more money on materials.
more money on more money,
still we lack.
it’s irreal.

splurging

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Nov 2018 · 200

reactions

the black rose Nov 2018

reactions

attention is expensive to pay,
not moved by the things that you say.
you feel a way,
it’s okay.
-
secure in the thought of not needing nobody,
but i be wanting somebody.
someone strong & passionate,
who can challenge the fear
of the unknown & the reality of what is right here.
someone kind and complacent
not weak and abrasive.
no words that can take him,
even if i do say so myself.
-
you’re the one and i see that,
& my reaction is a react.
not a distraction,
it’s a relapse.

... relapse.

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Nov 2018 · 158

girlfriend

the black rose Nov 2018

girlfriend

sometimes i am mad,
sometimes i want to cry.
sometimes i am sad,
sometimes i question why.
sometimes i get angry and say that im through..
but every-time i am distracted by how much i love you.

xo.

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Nov 2018 · 306

*

the black rose Nov 2018

*

i am open.
on the surface.
i hide my feelings on purpose.
people say that im heartless,
i say that im hardened to hurt less.
i do not fear a broken heart,
those are battles i have conquered.
i seek the solace and comfort.
i am open.

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Nov 2018 · 144

take this.

the black rose Nov 2018

take this.

pick a poison.
drain it slowly,
hope it quenches your thirst.
swallow gently,
read the label.
though, that should have been first.
“how do you feel?
i hope it heals.
i hope it gives you what you need.
no blurry vision,
this is real.
what do you see?
i hope it’s me.
i hope it’s true.
ill always be in touch,
im always here with you.
just keep this bottle by your side.
your world and mine, they will collide.”

❤️✨

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Nov 2018 · 349

Pandora’s box.

the black rose Nov 2018

Pandora’s box.

a present,
it’s seems valuable.
but really,
it’s a curse.
a presence has inhabited.
it’s wild and on a search.
who dares to deem a wanderer,
explore the unexplored.
who knew a thing so powerful,
who dare sign the accord.
a journey to a ******,
an inconsistent high.
too warm and too forgiving,
too good to say goodbye.
so deep and so mysterious,
be careful what you ask.
for every truth is hidden behind a pleasing mask.

follow me

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Nov 2018 · 260

in my head

the black rose Nov 2018

in my head

the world is different in my head,
the war is here,
the blood has shed.
no smiles and warm feelings,
no frolicking in fields.
the darkness has taken over,
it is stronger than it seems.
but i let it..
because the light gives too much credit.
i am imperfect, i don’t regret it.
yes, i said it.

☹️ don’t know what to write about, someone help!!

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Nov 2018 · 629

suicidal girl

the black rose Nov 2018

suicidal girl

suicidal girl.
she was broken,
disturbed..
couldn’t handle what he’d done.
never talked about it once,
no not to anyone.
she bottled it up,
held it in a safe.
so hard to unlock,
no sign, not a trace.
cut deeper wounds instead.
blood all over the floors,
blood dried up on her bed.
14 years old.
scars,
from head to toe.
scars,
nobody knows.
can’t let anyone know.
sweaters in the summer heat.
can’t let anyone see.
suicidal girl,
how cruel the world can be.

time heals & so will you from everything that tries to break you ❤️

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Nov 2018 · 197

dark is the new light.

the black rose Nov 2018

dark is the new light.

i tried to chase happiness.
but i find comfort in the opposite.
i find comfort in a state of, nothingness.
positively speaking,
i am positive
that i belong to the darkness.
& darkness isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

i value sadness,
i love to see happiness in the hearts of those i love.
but my heart says that’s enough,
too much peace, it’s had enough.
chaos is what it feeds on.
no rainbows after the rain gone.
only scars after the pain.
even with love, it’s still the same.

ill love the love that loves my darkest days.
that never tries to find new ways,
to change who i am.
i am who i am.
i smile at a full moon,
i laugh amongst the stars.
& i find the greatest things in life
formed from my darkest scars.
my darkened heart needs love too.
in dark ways,
my dark view.

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Nov 2018 · 107

the way i love you.

the black rose Nov 2018

the way i love you.

it’s hard to love the way you’re expected to love,
when you’re not like everyone else..

i show my love in odd ways,
ill show you more on odd days.
one day it’s good,
then things are strange.
each day is different,
no two the same.

i see that it’s tiring,
it can be so confusing.
but i want you to win,
& if it’s not me then you’re losing.
if it’s not me,
who you choosing?

nothing good comes easy,
so don’t give my love away.
i know it’s hard but please believe me,
it gets better by the day.
can I be the only one that plays a part?
the only one that has a key
that can open up your heart?

i pray for you each day,
i hope you always find your way.
& you fulfill all of your dreams.
you see it’s more than what it seems,
i speak peace into your life.
whether you’re wrong or you are right.
i will always be by your side,
if you let me.
ill give you all i got,
if you let me.
nothing lasts forever but we can last forever.
we can take the world together.
Bonnie & Clyde.

#bahamas #spilledwords #thoughts

Nov 2018 · 154

broken ain’t bad.

the black rose Nov 2018

broken ain’t bad.

though the cracks in me are obvious,
& i sometimes fall apart.
i accept all of my brokenness,
though i’ve lost pieces of my heart.

what broke me, made me stronger.
it hurt but i gained hope.
gave me tools to last much longer.
i’ve found it was what i needed the most.

2.11.18 ❤️

#broken #bahamas

Oct 2018 · 129

OLLA

the black rose Oct 2018

OLLA

in a world full of discomfort,
here’s to the only lovers left alive,
we’ve been ducking and dodging
we’ve been running all our lives,
though the atmosphere, unbalanced
we’re both lowly and sublime.
& life is short ... so we’re running out of time.

Oct 2018 · 98

strictly

the black rose Oct 2018

strictly

keep it real, how do you feel?
feelings aside, it helps me heal.
to clear my mind and hope it’s real.
why do you fear a broken deal?
she talks to moons and trace the stars.
stitching the wounds, awaiting scars.
viewers discretion; strongly advised.
i see you lurking, i am lusting like skies.
i am contradicting truth like the lies.
maybe a devil, as an angel disguised.

#words

Oct 2018 · 124

uN-tiTLeD

the black rose Oct 2018

uN-tiTLeD

as i fight with my mind,
who fights with my heart.
i form ties
and i rip ties apart.
as i struggle with your world
& try to keep up with mine.
i go dumb,
i go out of my mind.
like i’m drunk,
i am out of my mind.

as i love i keep the hate on speed dial.
and for drama you can hit the redial.
when i am me, i can’t get through to you.
what did i really do to you?
like growth, i am so new to you.
keep up.

i need a stained soul,
one that’s impatient and old.
who has no vision but goals..

one who gets lost in the wind,
and makes a home in the storm.
whose only focus is right,
who understands we’re all wrong.
who falls apart through the night,
back on their **** at first light.
i think that’s love at first sight,
i thought right.

rambling

#words

Oct 2018 · 240

free-game

the black rose Oct 2018

free-game

i know myself to be weak yet i am still so strong.
i know myself to be violent, but i am still so soft.
i know myself to be creative, yet i am always bored.
so understanding yet i lack understanding...

i can remember every moment, every detail and yet, sometimes i misplace my thoughts and i start to forget.
one day my mind is at a pace that i always regret and then i’m numb to every feeling.
one day i search for healing..
one day i care, one day i can care less.
one day i soak in solitude, and silence gives its best.
one day i seek attention, can i keep your attention? i’m caught up re-inventing, creators best invention ..
it’s me!
i am a balance between what you do not want & all that you need.
you’ll find solace in my madness, i promise you’ll be glad though you’ll wish you never had that encounter with me.
don’t keep your distance, i am distant.
love me despite my high-resistance.
you’ll find your happiness consistent & your fears are non-existent.
they don’t exist with me.
we’ll chase some positive vibes,
& co-exist.
indeed, i want a love that loves me clumsy,
a love to rub up on me,
your manner rub off on me.
no matter what, you’ll love me?
❤️

words ❤️❤️❤️

#blackpoetry #individual #bahamas

Oct 2018 · 547

4 points of motivation ❤️

the black rose Oct 2018

4 points of motivation ❤️

don’t get so lost in all your struggles that you forget about your dreams;
don’t let what’s temporary phase you, cause life is more than what it seems.
don’t let your happiness be determined by the income you receive,
& know that all good things in life are yours if you can just believe ✨

Sep 2018 · 211

13.9

the black rose Sep 2018

13.9

as i plant my seeds of promise, my journey has just begun.
with blessings over flowing in years and years to come.
though they are only waiting, what’s waiting will be found;
so bask in the glory,
enjoy what’s here and now

motivation ❤️

Sep 2018 · 214

..

the black rose Sep 2018

..

like the scars from the cuts to my wrists with razor blades, the deciders of my fate, these emotions are faint.. but still here.

Sep 2018 · 112

hello ego

the black rose Sep 2018

hello ego

why do you try so hard to alter what i see?
you tirelessly point out every insecurity.
when i start to feel beautiful
you make me see all flaws.
when i start to feel magical,
you question who you are
& why you're here..
-
i get faded hoping that you will fade away
but you never do,
you just get in the way.
"fix this."
- perfect body
- perfect person
not even half of your wish-list.
"fix that!"
"your eyes are too slanted, your nose is too flat."
i spend hours in the mirror, analyzing myself.
wishing i could look like
* someone else *.

#lashwrites #bahamas

Sep 2018 · 192

words to my 16 year old self.

the black rose Sep 2018

words to my 16 year old self.

your 16 year old pain is temporary.
the things you stress over at 16 are not worth a single tear
or cut at the wrist.
-
  the world as you know it will only reveal itself to be more ghastly than you think,
but your world doesn't have to be a reflection of the world you live in.
-
    some people go through things because they know no better
& just because you witness pain doesn't mean you have to resonate with it.
-
sympathize with the things you see people go through,
be of help if that is something you can do.
    do not destroy yourself trying to be everything for everyone.
follow your dreams,
be the best you can be,
& be the change in the world that you want to see.

#lashwrites #bahamas

Sep 2018 · 113

Candid

the black rose Sep 2018

Candid

one glance at what seems to be the truth,
now i’m done.
though 20 minutes prior,
i could’ve sworn you were the one.
-
one look through the lens of uncertainty,
it’s a blur but i am certain.
see, there’s no second chance though looks can deceive.
& though i speak a thousand words,
tell me who do you believe?
maybe i should look again,
swipe left or swipe right.
maybe i should clean my lens
& try once more for clear sight.
maybe i should let go of initial fear and worry
because one picture never tells the whole story...

#lashwrites #bahamas

Sep 2018 · 308

fear

the black rose Sep 2018

fear

fear..
it has taken the place of the faith i once had.
it is making a brutal entrance, like salt in my wounds..
i thought i was healed.
forgiveness & the idea of unconditional love;
they had became apart of me.
i tried to be different!
i tried to embrace the respite from my bitterness
but fear came back
& it swallowed me..
everything i thought i had permanently gained showed itself to be temporary.
-----
see, fear is a battle i can’t seem to win
& everytime i think ive gained a 1up it returns to give me hell!!
i am fearful, longing to be fearless.
i am fire, but can my fire out-live the fear?

#lashwrites #bahamas

Sep 2018 · 147

planet heart.

the black rose Sep 2018

planet heart.

i am from earth.
the planet with heart,
that fell out of touch with love
& is falling apart.

work in progress...

#lashwrites #bahamas

Jul 2018 · 578

two lvrs

the black rose Jul 2018

two lvrs

heart torn between two lovers that temperate each other;
but were both distant
& caught in the fury of me.
-
both temporary lovers, who soon discovered that
only what’s meant will be!
one, open & honest
& the other?
was too far to tell,
who seemed distant and immortal until..
-
double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.

awkwaaaardddd ****

#lashwrites #bahamas

Jul 2018 · 117

pretty hurts

the black rose Jul 2018

pretty hurts

all they see is a pretty face.
an innocent smile with dimples as deep as her.
who is she?
her energy makes you curious,
so otherworldly, the way she thinks.
she is all 3 of your wishes & she is the genie that provides.
she is the whisper in the wind, & the stars that fall from skies.
like beautiful rays from the sun, she seems harmful but if you look into her you’ll see all you need to come back to.
she is a balance of love, a low tolerance of *******; provoking and gives exactly what she gets.
powerless & fearless, yet still both fair and faith.
she is more than just an innocent smile & a pretty face.
- lash g ❤️

Jul 2018 · 99

high life

the black rose Jul 2018

high life

the wind blows
& so does the smoke from the ground rolled up,
it keeps me grounded.
am i searching for a high above the highs
or a heaven in this hell?
as i inhale the paranoia & the bliss of being anything but sober,
i allow myself to let go..
-
letting go of all the things that i wonder about
that keeps me wandering at night;
i get lost in my thoughts.
i get lost in my world,
in myself
& i forget to live.
i forget that life still goes on
regardless of if i am moving at a pace to keep up or if i am stuck.
it wishes me good luck
like “good luck”
but does it wish me the best?

Jul 2018 · 123

escape.

the black rose Jul 2018

escape.

superman came around, he wore a crown and not a cape.
i told him all about my plans to make a great escape.
they’ll never understand when they all just make demands with no true purpose, no plan.. are they heartless?
are they afraid to love?
so lost, with no idea of where home is to return to it, but they are not at fault.
they are submissive to fear & unaware.
so many versions of the truth, so many so confused.
what would you do if you knew the truth lies within you?
what would you say if you thought you knew the way?
im brooding at night.
& I do envy the day.
im still in love with the idea of a great escape.

7.1.18

Jul 2018 · 628

nature of the wallflower.

the black rose Jul 2018

nature of the wallflower.

anyone lost can find home in her eyes.
she is comfort and warmth in disguise.
she is beauty and truth behind all lies.
she shines bright like the stars in the sky.

Jun 2018 · 352

i am not.

the black rose Jun 2018

i am not.

i am not to be pursued as one your ****** interests,
because i wear clothing that are tight-fitted and lack inches.
refrain from holding on my arm, don't approach me with the famous mating calls; matter of fact don't approach me at all.
"ayo ****",
NO, you cannot text me.
no you cannot take me home, or use slick talk to undress me.
"maybe if you dress more appropriate, with elegance and class"
how about i wear what the **** i want without being harassed.
"act like a lady"
please do not play me.
i will not submit to your labels of what a woman should be,
or how she should dress.
really? what's next?
will i have to wear nun outfits to get a date,
because it's respectable, then will i find a 'mate'?
get the **** up out my face.
maybe i shouldn't use profanity,
maybe it makes me less of a lady.
& maybe words like "****** & hoes" make me look ****** crazy?
*** you're so unlady like.
ok but i sleep great at night!
maybe i should be a lady, so tell me what is a lady like?
sorry, nope, i will NOT shave my legs every night.
i will not wear extra clothing to be pleasing in your sight.

sick of the world and how it tries to label you, i am who i am. i wear what i want, do what i want & say what i want because at the end on the day only me has to live with me, & only i am affected by the consequences of MY actions so if you are uncomfortable, then make yourself comfortable by dismissing yourself from my presence :) love ya'

#iamnot #what #is #*** #lady

Jun 2018 · 110

PSA.

the black rose Jun 2018

PSA.

what i post on here is for ME, i don't need anyone's approval or anyone's input on the things i post on MY PAGE. i don't mind either but do not do the most because i would hate to be rude.. & since no one on here knows me, no one on here has any idea on if what i post resonates with me so don't assume that the things i write relate to me.. i express myself on here flaws n all! its poetry & poetry for me is whatever you want it to be, its free & no rules apply. i'm not a professional poet or writer, that uses words of high intellect to execute how i feel, nor do i care to be. my poems should not be the only factor that determines how intelligent i am, and what i write may not make sense to alot of people but it will to the people that understand :) if you do not like what i post, do not read, simple. thank you.

Jun 2018 · 158

ATM pt. 1

the black rose Jun 2018

ATM pt. 1

why when i speak practical people look at me strange?
when i say "just think positively" they brush it off, am i deranged?
so accustomed to the struggle, "being broke ain't nothing funny."
as if happiness and things of value only come in form of money.
i know you cant give happiness as a payment when your rent is due.
& nothing in life is free, but should money be all that we pursue?
were we created to work our *** off, pay bills then die?
or live our lives to the fullest & appreciate the highs.
the lows are distracting,
they are the cause of struggles we go through.
money doesn't run the world, people with money do.
why do we believe that money is everything?
that it is the only thing that we need to achieve.
when with life values you become blessed, & the universe gives you everything you need.
there's beauty in the struggle because there's valuable lessons,
don't chase the money, chase your dreams because your passion holds your blessings.
don't feed into the 'perfect picture'.
why the rich become richer?
why the poor never see more?
what we really living for?
don't let money determine your happiness,
don't let it make you, control yourself.
life is full of riches, money ain't the only wealth.
speak abundance in your life,
worry less & you gain more.
find out what your purpose is,
find out what you really living for.

Jun 2018 · 223

12 play.

the black rose Jun 2018

12 play.

your words sound good but do you really mean them?
you act unruffled to hoes,
but i swear its like you need them.
you love the thought of me alone but you won't ever leave them.

funny, you said you want me..
& tho i kept it real you found it hard to trust me.
& now you frontin' other girls thinking that its gon' hurt me.
but what happens if i hurt you?
i have careless ways that can hurt too.
i have things that i can do that can make you revert to
who you are afraid of becoming again.
i told you you were bluffing, we were better as friends.
but you still went so far out of your way to pretend.

saw straight through your lies,
why you lied?
claim that you were different.
but you're the same as any guy,
any guy that lies,
just another ***** in disguise.
conceal my cries.
cause i won't shed a tear for you.
hope them hoes be there for you,
hope they love & care for you.

you so shady & you swear that you a real *****,
let me jab at your ego,
you aint **** lets keep it real *****.
i was the only real you knew,
bet you regret playing games
like i regret falling for you.

26.6.18

Jun 2018 · 122

Mr. Distant Lover

the black rose Jun 2018

Mr. Distant Lover

i wish you were a poem,
one i could write my way out of.
chained up in your words,
how do i break free of your love?
will i ever find myself or will i stay lost in all you've made me.
boy i was heaven in your hell,
i was everything you needed to be.

mr. distant lover, why you stray so far away?
left me here at war with all the things you failed to say.
i don't need your love.
but, my love you needed me;
you needed me to need you,
you needed someone to see the world through.

i'm feeling so alone & i'm wondering what will it take,
for me to feel at home in this space i cant escape.
why am i still lost in all that you have made me?
you turned my heaven into hell.
i'm here with no one to save me.
                             i will get up & i will find my way.
                             down in your love is where i cannot stay.
                            its my time to rise,
                              like the sun that shines my way.
                           down for your love is where i cannot stay.
it is your love that keeps me so far away.

23.6.18

Jun 2018 · 133

luv

the black rose Jun 2018

luv

the sorrows of the world are heavy.
we are burdened by so much that its scary.

all we need is love,
love is all we need.
if we all believe in love,
love will make us believe.

Jun 2018 · 3.0k

my Bahama land.

the black rose Jun 2018

my Bahama land.

i disavow my allegiance to the flag,
& to the Commonwealth of the Bahamas.
for we are not one people,
we are not united,
we do not live in love,
& we are unfortunately serviced.

what does the future hold for my Bahama land?
with our resources not being utilized for the betterment of our people...
but being sold to non-Bahama land.
no profits being aimed to,
or sources being owned by
our Bahama man.

as i lift my head to the rising of the sun in this Bahama land,
i see no hope for the future, no hope in my Bahama land.
no one to speak up,
the youth are out of luck.
the elders show no interest,
we are doomed.
still,
we march on to the glory..
but what bright banners do we have to wave high?
the means of the leaders are of no significance,
& i can no longer bear the pain that i witness.
how will we excel
if we do not love,
& unite?
going forward,
will we stand together
for a common, loftier goal?
as i lift up my head to the rising sun in my Bahama land;
i see anguish,
i see fear &
leaders with no care.
all the things i see are broad.
...but may the road that my people trod
lead us to our God,
that will help us on this march to save our Bahama land.

an angry poet's twist on the Bahamian national pledge & national anthem.

#bahamas #bahmian #pledge #anthem

Jun 2018 · 213

sadtruth

the black rose Jun 2018

sadtruth

you speak about hope..
but do you really have any?
how do you see a better future
when the vision is blurred for so many?
you seek change,
you wish to see unity,
& you want better for your people.
but do your people want better for themselves?
                                 the sad truth:
you cannot save the world, my d
                                                       e
                                                             a
                                                                 r.
                                                       you can only save yourself.

Jun 2018 · 196

twenty1ne.

the black rose Jun 2018

twenty1ne.

like wine, i get better with time!
i am growing.
maturing, becoming wiser.
& i am eager to experience this chapter of my life.
5 years ago i was still a seed,
i was innocent,
oblivious,
in my prime.
there is so much beauty in being a seed.
6 years later...
i am celebrating not only 21 years of life,
but 21 years of growth.
i am no longer a seed, i am a beautiful flower.
i've blossomed.
i am everything i never thought i was capable of being.
& this is only the beginning.
i am happy, i am healthy, i am creative!
i am open-minded, strong, passionate,
i am genuine & understanding.
my fears have alleviated.
i am love, i know love.
i am blessed, i have hope & i am aware that everything i need to become the best version of myself lies within me & has always been there.
i am far from where i want to be but i am exactly where i need to be.
i am also far from where i was & that in itself gives me every reason to be grateful.
i am thanking God daily for the process, which is me.
cheers to being stronger & wiser, to understanding that life is what you make it, so ill make every moment of my life exactly what i want it to be.
#geminiszn #9plus10

tmmrw is my 21st birthdayyyy ***!!! I AM AGING, in the most beautiful way possible. growth is hard, its not always sunflowers & giggles, but it is so ******* beautiful. the universe is definitely on my side. i am blessed, i am grateful beyond words.

Jun 2018 · 193

the Garden.

the black rose Jun 2018

the Garden.

flowers are dying,
because flowers need light.
they are lacking guidance,
& they are losing sight.
the buds of today are the flowers of tomorrow,
will you lend out a light,
or nutrients to borrow.
give them a chance to bloom,
& to blossom.
world full of balsam,
they deserve to grow.
the flowers of today are withering, i say
can we **** out the damage, to pave a better way.
can't keep them in the shade,
or hide from them the truth.
our future is in their hands.
our future is our youth.

#TheGardenProject coming soon. xox

May 2018 · 148

why i write

the black rose May 2018

why i write

unable to tell you
exactly what's going on inside my head,
so i write instead.
feeling so misunderstood,
longing to be understood.
so much to say,
who would listen?
mind racing.

pacing.

May 2018 · 142

Untitled

the black rose May 2018

Untitled

you don't get to decide if i live or die.
not really living anyway, just tryna survive.
i do not understand.
i do not comprehend,
tell me the difference between without & within.

killed off the truth, power hungry fools.
******' up the youth with destructive tools.
mother nature, you must hate her.
running out of time, meet your maker.

low frequencies, high radiations.
altered truth, complete defamation.
too controlling, control yourself.
too focused on controlling wealth.
abject in health.

i say restart the world, give us a chance.
to make things better, to understand.

May 2018 · 299

11:11

the black rose May 2018

11:11

i know you see the light, though its dim.
product of lies, coated in sin.
afraid to reveal what's within.
the truth is near,
the truth is here.

don't alter my reality,
or fill me with your insanity.
you hide things from me,
but i am here to say.
i am the truth, i know the way.
20 years later, trying to understand.
what am i? what is hu-man?
is there more to me?
is there more to see?

oh, earth. what have they done to you?
creatures of the earth, what did they do?
out of touch with nature,
too in touch with mankind.
too programmed to re-focus,
too ignorant, too blind.
why do i feel like im living a lie?

i seek truth, & the more i seek the less i discern.

greater a creation than what you see.
great is the creator, in you & me.
find your way, find your truth.
find your light, find your youth.

#earth #truth #light #love #lies #sin #creator #creation #bahamas #poems

May 2018 · 215

'real$hit

the black rose May 2018

'real$hit

wondering why he ain't love you like you loved him,
but babygirl he never loved you, you just loved him.
you saw potential,
looks can be decieving.
you say he good but why this ***** so misleading?
all the i love you's, the future you done planned.
got you looking crazy,
you played right into his hands.
life on pause, what's the cause?
yo mind & body all fcked up,
gave birth to a baby.
tryna hold a ***** down who been acting shady.
i feel bad for you baby.
is this love?
is this what you been searching for?
you knew better, you knew whether you wanted less or more.
now you don't wanna love,
don't wanna trust,
or nothing.
heart cold as **** but all the ****** think you bluffing,
think you playing hard to get,
but you just trying hard to get
away.
you could tell 'em how you feel,
but you can't find the words to say.
see when you love someone,
when you in love so young,
that **** can change you.
when that someone didn't love you back,
that's the **** that changed you.
overtime that pain grew.
& you don't even smile the same,
**** that ***** changed you.

how you love yourself when the only person you loved don't even love you?
i hope you learn your lesson.
never put NO ONE above you.
let that ***** kiss & hug you,
fall deep into the words he say.
you ain't even realized
its just a game these ****** play,
to try to make you stay.
but babygirl he ****** up,
cause the thing that had you ****** up, got you on your **** now.
& you ain't tryna slip now,
on top & you won't get down.
forced you to pull yourself together,
& now you live like, its whatever.
& ****, you only getting better.
while he be out here looking bitter,
with some ***** that ain't 'bout nothing,
he be out here fake stuntin'
following trends,
following friends.
still the same ***** that you left there.
still try to show him better but he don't care.
cause it's money on his mind,
& weak ******* on his line.
he ain't realize,
that there's bigger **** to focus on.
nobody to paint him the bigger picture so his focus wrong.
but you fine & you know that,
so sublime & he know that.
steady wishing he could go back,
& make **** right.
but its too late.

ooou, i felt this one. s\o to all my ladies that let dat hurt goooo **'