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jmtamis Mar 2017
We weave wings
out of purpose
that gives us flight
towards the rest of
our lives

~j.m.tamis
Ngamau Boniface Mar 2017
Of all his Majesty's chilling indifference,
The remarkable unrelenting poise of power and purpose,
Of the uncondescending unerring count of ticking time,
This universal Clock has given life its chime.

One after another of yet another they have bowed,
Humble to the greatly able master they've sighed,
Reclining in their inners in conquered concession,
While the Count in keeping count has clocked each's session,
And given each man their due.


But with it, what did, do, will they do?
...that I may know how to count my days.
Arcassin B Mar 2017
by Arcassin Burnham


Going through a life filled with pain,
Thought Being born in this life was a shame,
In the making it was love I always wanted from my family
and friends and a girl to call my name,
cut a human being off like a speeding limit,
Only to be pulled over with a speeding ticket,
learning to do right in an economy that doesn't care
about your well-being, or your soul and spirit,
You were in it,
honorable mention,
linked up all your limits,
and the feelings, well,
they just left and did some feral shifting,
Stuck in a dark fantasy or maybe a death stranding,
i was here from the beginning and when you took your last standing,
you were,
misunderstood in a world full of impurity,
lived for the love of another in this monstrosity,
serve a near purpose for people you'd die for in eternity.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/03/spiraled-memories.html
Arcassin B Mar 2017
By Arcassin Burnham

Pick ya head up boy it's okay now , the eternal struggle is over so be proud,
What you ask for is what you get in life, to climb off the mountain,
gotta find your way down,
Looking for new purposes to fill your voids,
Knowing that in each time it comes with toys,
Life ain't about getting , its about giving but the generations lost in the chaos,
Got the kids in the school in the books on the way to college , But you so worried about
a wrist watch  and material things that don't mean anything at all,
Now Let me say this,

listen to my words,
i know what you deserve,
please don't be a follower,
Be a leader,
realize your worth.
deep beneath the earth,
crazy is what crazy does,
this world is still and was,
listen to my words,
i know what you deserve,
please don't be a follower,
Be a leader,
realize your worth.
deep beneath the earth,
crazy is what crazy does,
this world is still and was...


i know what you're feeling, i've been there before,
there is no way to cure this,the pain just grows much larger,
if you feel like people don't want you around,
grow to learn more things,
i know it could get much harder....



listen to my words,
i know what you deserve,
please don't be a follower,
Be a leader,
realize your worth.
deep beneath the earth,
crazy is what crazy does,
this world is still and was,
listen to my words,
i know what you deserve,
please don't be a follower,
Be a leader,
realize your worth.
deep beneath the earth,
crazy is what crazy does,
this world is still and was...

Pay attention in school and do everything you have to do just so you could get out,
You'll have problems along the way and everything that you do , people will doubt,
but don't mind them,
Follow your dreams,
And free think along the way in any age,
i'm not just speaking to kids ,
But i'm also speaking to the human race.
©ABPoetry:RisenLP2017 ©ABPoetry2017

http://abpoerisen.blogspot.com/2017/03/solid-heart-featured-on-r-i-s-e-n-lp.html
Natasha Ivory Mar 2017
Sometimes,
All you feel is the pain within the confines of your heart and you're convinced that what molded and made you this way, is all that you've got.
Sometimes the silence is the most treacherous noise and you're certain your lungs will cease to inhale again if you have to hear it any longer.
Sometimes the aching of healing makes you wonder if it's worth it.
We're all hurting to heal and longing for contentment in one way or another.
It's just, how do we get there from here?
And can my tattered soul and wounded heart make the trek?
Is it really, just live, hurt, attempt to be whole and then die?
Do we get to at least hold the ones we lost again at the end of this?
Is there some sort of resolute or lesson learned?
Or is this it?
Copyright © Natasha Ivory Evans 2016
Arcassin B Mar 2017
In world where there is corruption at every corner, in towns where there are certain places a black man can't go,
The mind state of a racist woman or man,
the hate will definitely show.

I Don't understand why people are racist and their parents definitely don't know what respect is,
Like a black boy that takes your daughter out to prom and holds her hand and dance the night away because her white boyfriend couldn't be true,
So you get mad at your daughter for the color she'll choose.

Racism should be dead but some whites take it to their grave,
listening to their parents in the past tell them to behave , be careful of the world, Go play and come right back,
And no matter what you do, do not talk to those **** blacks.

The Only Reason I write this is because i am dating a girl that is white And Her Adoptive mom is YOU'VE GUESSED IT - A HUGE RACIST !!!, her name is Sara Mills and she is the love of my life regardless of what any race has to say, I don't know why but its always been that skin color that i cherished the most when it came to relations
Not to further escalate the situation,
dont get me wrong i date any race of women, but only ones that give me the time of day to prove to them that all men aren't the same.

So Anybody That is Racist And Sees This , I Feel Sorry For You And I Only Hope You Find Peace In Everyone Instead Of Your Own Kind.

I Love Every Race , We should Be A One People World. :)
People should not have to be hateful period
chasing vapors Feb 2017
healing takes time.
it could take several weeks,
or months or even years.
we are uncertain.
but the only certainty is that,
we will heal.
we will grow again.
we will be whole again.
we just have to be patient, love.
yes, there would still be nights
that you'd cry over what had happened,
there would still be times
that they'd pop up in your mind,
but, love, you will get through it.
the road is rough
and everything seems tough,
because heartbreak is not a joke.
yes, it is never a joke.
but let me tell you that
He, who created you---
fearfully and wonderfully---
has a purpose.
and sometimes,
His grace comes not in what He gives,
but what He takes away.
everything will get better.
keep fighting, love.
keep fighting.
Adam Feb 2017
The distance is apparent,
but you cannot see the wall.

Nothing matters
Should I even care at all?

Everybody knew I was coming down,
but nobody thought I’d fall

Days are getting vapid

I need something to call

A purpose

A reason to live
until I’m in a hearse

And when that day comes

On my behalf,
   please recite a holy verse.
Lingua Franca Feb 2017
Things are strange.
Call life vain, wild and confusing.
We are born with choice, grow up to decide and sway with the impact of emotion.
You develop an idea, share it, make it real, then become so consumed with it that it replaces what we hold close to our heart.
I overthink things at night, I fight with thoughts and cry, waking up to a body battered and bruised by my mind.
They are looking at me, they see me all the time but I hope they know what I'm not trying to hide.
Think about your raw state, think of the choices you make,
do they all really mean anything?
Are they impacting and important, are they for your benefit and only yours, are they dependent on a Higher Source or are they as unknown as a conversation about the crease in my eyelid?
Anne Scintilla Feb 2017
But I need you now;
Your existence, just like howー
I needed you then.
22:30  050217
Sometimes we confuse the things we need to live for and the things we need to live.
A.S
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