#lecture
Live your life
though it's not an easy thing to do
especially for those who are not born with inheritances
every step of the way is rampant with imbalances
it's also because the world is riddled with contrived rules
everywhere it's still primeval law of the jungle
sometimes we're not strong enough
but at all times we need to think for ourselves
protecting ourselves is the only way
making it possible for us
to live a life
many choose to conform to the practices of the society
some choose to stay true to their humanity
the two choices often find themselves in conflict
not saying there's no reconciliations
staying true to yourself
is not preordained to be a confrontation to the world
sometimes it can be more of an integration
because when you know yourself
you become tolerant of the world
because the more you love yourself
you have to learn to love the world
and slowly you'll be able to live out
your own life
the process is never easy
but it's the only way to understanding life
to loving it most of the time.
Jul 19, 2023
Jul 19, 2023 at 4:34 AM UTC
Bad Boi comes along
Bad Boi look for me
Bad Boi better understand
Bad Boi is a Pawn Boi
Bad Boi be a Good Boi
Bad Boi follow the rules boi
Or else Bad Boi gonna end a Dead Boi
Bad Boi hanging from a Tree Boi
Bad Boi could be a Fall Boi
So hold my hand Bad boi
Cause Bad Boi loves me
Till we dig our graves boi
Jump in before me Bad Boi
Or hold me tight Bad Boi
Together we float Bad Boi
Bad boi is always Mine Boi
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 4:54 AM UTC
"Do you understand?"
He woke up from his trance while silently looking at the foreign place he is in.
He does no know what he is doing there but he remember how she left him when they are still happily having their date on the other day.
He felt being hopeless in the dark when she is gone.
He ask to God why?
He feels that he is cheated
He is angry!
He hates her!
He hates her!
He really hates her!
"Can you prove that she does not love you even if she left you in the dust?"
He stared at the person asking the question.
He thought it is a foolish question
Is leaving him behind not an solid proof that she does not love me? He is dumbstruck
The question that he don't know what to feel.
"Betrayal can also mean that you are love by her you know? Do you now understand?"
And at that moment he remembered that he is in the classroom listening to his professor.
"Yes Bishop I understand everything"
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 1:25 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
If I was hard on myself like am now ,
She would have been reframed from this some how,
Their minds are gullible like purposely tipped cows,
I got no time for your smart mouth,
Like That they say to me,
I once had chemistry,
With someone into me,
She was a beauty queen,
With some broken dreams,
Momma had stronger genes....
I loved her blue jeans,
The way she treated me.....
Never come back to me,
memories come back to me,
If she's smarter than she was like she is now,
She would never ever come back to this lost town,
So I don't have to hear her lecture when she's not around,
I got no time for your smart mouth,
Like That they say to me,
I once had chemistry,
With someone into me,
She was a beauty queen,
With some broken dreams,
Momma had stronger genes....
I loved her blue jeans,
The way she treated me.....
Never come back to me,
memories come back to me,
Cause I don't got no Time.
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 11:28 AM UTC
I miss:
Daytime drinking and
Lazy mornings and
Student loans and
Living with friends and
Lecture theatres and
Essay deadlines and
Empty weekends and
Fancy dress and
Coffee on campus and
Weeknight clubbing and
Petty arguments and
Academic writing and
Walking into town and
****** TV and
A queue for the shower and
Un-ironed clothes and
Library fines and
Simpler times.
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 4:21 PM UTC
People surround the rain washed evidence
whilst cars pull to the side
People attired with obvious decadence
The culprits smiling with pride
Trash littered the up kept lawn
Liquid seeping out of forgotten containers
Companion’s up until the break of dawn
Neighbors labeled the complainer
The yelling of over protective loved ones
A lesson needs to be learned
to stifle a yell, Air fills your lungs
Until the next day when your returned
Remember what you have done
until next time a decision is made
Otherwise they have won
No more of the games you have played
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 8:43 AM UTC
To trust,
Let people in,
Relationships.
That's what he said.
That psycologist with
Grey hair
Thinning,
Just like my relationships.
Lonely, hating, loathing myself,
Pain being controlled by addictions,
Shame,
My same shame increases the circles,
Addictions,
Running circles in my head--
Wanting to draw circles with a knife.
STOP THINKING.
My circles of friends growing smaller,
Isolate as the weather becomes cold,
My heart, iced, caged,
No trust, no love.
No one could love me anyway.
Right?
Wrong way thinking through this thick head
Makes it worse.
Wearing through my thin soul,
This pain, pleasure?
No. Run run away from this,
Soles of my shoes thining,
Just like the grey hair--
The psychologist's head.
Trust, love, relationships.
No shame in mistakes.
Let people in?
I always thought I never needed that.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
Listening to redundancy is like
wanting to run and being tied down
I hold my mind with my
physical self like a balloon --
still connected, but floating free
Listening, yet allowing openness
Then I can be present
while I am away.
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
I’ve never been a mind reader
I’m just another hedonist, pure pleasure seeker
What I see in you, I see in other women
So many of them wonder what I do to keep them coming
Come to my bed, I’ll make you come to your senses
I don’t love you at all, so there’s no false pretenses
I’m using you as a cover for the insecurity I experience
Self-degradation makes me impatient
But *** saves my delirium
Once I have you stripped down to bare flesh
There’s no affection in the actions I take next
I’ve have one to myself or shared two or three others
No remorse for the feelings I’ve damaged under the covers
Will I ever grow to love? I doubt highly
My mysterious façade is a mask I wear proudly
Never take advice from the pleasure in my vices
Self-indulged human praising sins so righteous
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:02 AM UTC