When it gets too much and I feel like giving up, I remember why I started in the first place
Remember how I crossed boundaries for this
I used to skip class and catch rides with strangers for this
Broke mama's heart and papa's trust on the way
Broke a couple church rules,I became a mess everyday
Did it Just so I could fill the empty void in my heart
Did it just so I can start counting checks not test marks
I am awake.
Blood's rushing through
They make me whole
I was in deep, deep
Deep slumber, but
The sunlight'***** me and
I'm going home
To New York
Where beasts are made
And fantasies come bearing
gifts and utter losses, but
it's exactly why we thrive
We **** heads and shout at peace
The traffic at 45th street
hot dog stands filled with dreams
Lonely writer in her sweats
Coffee shops and yoga pants
people who live in zombie land
But, don't you worry my dear
I'm awake now
Lemme hear you roar
Is it wrong if I’ve given up on Life?
I move up, I’m brought down.
Humbled, I learn.
The lessons I hate.
Why judge the to be judged?
I blame life, yet I’m in control, or so I’m told.
What is ****?
What is strange?
Is it the eyes you use for viewing?
Or is it the viewed?
Funny is fun, yet I see no joke in me.
Laughed at, laughed about.
Is it the tickles of the cheeks,
Or the crooked humouring ignorance you carry?
No apology paid for my looks.
No debts, no receipts.
Is the ******* all we’re living up to?
Is the finger pointing, the flag we *****?
I know there’s a place for me,
But I ain’t looking for it.
Is it life that I live,
If all I do is fit in?
No longer enjoying the comfort zone.
About to move to higher levels non-stop.
With a catch;
Never be comfortable of the steps you take towards Success.
What’s to differ when what differs doesn’t differ?
What’s special, when special comes not but by attention?
If we came the same way,
and we end the same way.
Yet I brag of what the Tombstone doesn’t highlight.
How am I special?
What’s unique, when all’s unique comes and goes the same?
My life is nothing but a worthless farthing,
Yet I brag.
As a child’s thoughts fade,
so is fame and works forgotten.
Reliving a person’s life is a waste.
That space has already been taken.
Leave your mark, and keep remarking.
Amateur Hustle Sonnet.
You’re focused on me and I’m also focused on myself.
No wonder I think I’m the Centre of the world.
Don’t try to do what I do.
Do what you do better than what I do.
I hate Dreamers, coz that’s all they do.
No Talent is Talent without Habit.
If you want it, work for it.
But don’t blame Life for your shortcomings.
You know you had it coming.
You can’t reap without sowing, unless you steal of course.
No farm is cultivated through imagination.
Motivation doesn’t just spark up action.
Motivation gets stuck in ideas.
Action sparks action.
****** Hustle Sonnet.
Lights, noise, traffic
Never quite, never dull
Always on the move
The hustle and bustle
With never ending chatter
Knowing it has something to prove
I feel the city vibes
Move thorough my bones
As they shake and rattle
We are all on a path
Going different directions
Fighting our own battles
Millions of people
Just as many cars
Streets full and packed
Thousands on transit
Travel without a seat
Jammed in until stacked
For this is the big city
And it never stops
Until the sun rise
I will be my own light
Until the cloud disappear
I will be my own sun
I have lost a battle
Not the war
White flags do not belong in my backpack
Steps after steps
Miles after miles
This was not supposed to be a sprint
But a marathon
"Excuse me ladies
and gentlemen, sorry
for the interruption..."
Hustle and Struggle;
The world may not know your pain
Chin up lil kid
The sweats on your brow won't go in vain.
Climbing the stairs of success bit by bit
Standing aloof in a crowd where I don't fit.
Sleepless night, exhaustion from the fights
Won't stop the chase
Till I become the best.
Never Back Down.