What great sins have we in secrets
Peering at exertions too quickly,
Even in new dawns, regrets are made burgeoned
And with every leniency given
We maul at our grievance.

But time measures our sorrows
By faith

I have a stepmother
One with intuition,
To know where I hurt
To know how I hurt
And to see that I hurt
She’s keen on holding such knowledge only to hurt my powers
I was loving
Now I’m scared
I was happy
Now I’m loosing faith
I was me
Now I’m growing to be
Someone I’ve never seen
I have a stepmother
And it isn’t easy
I doubt miracles and go blind looking for life
I’m weak with every new day I seek
I’m lost with every step I take
I have a stepmother
So I know, what not having love is all about
I know what anger and hate is all about
I know a lot more, but I’m not sure if I can continue on
I have lived only for being alive
I have grown for there’s no other option allowed
I have become because I have a stepmother
And it’s the only way out

It's better to be motherless
Than have you as a mother
It's better to be motherless
Than praise you as a woman
It's Better.

Your fertile ways of pretence
Has paved a hatred too strong for life
I'm disgust of my rights
For you have made me despise these sites.

It's better to be motherless
Than to be called your child
I'm at end with understanding of your crooked lies
Edging happiness with the sharpest of tools.

It's better to be motherless
For I care not what others say
Painting I, with ungratefulness
I'll take my stones as hard as they come
ANY DAY !
For
It's better to be motherless
Than to be called your child

Moonlight sculpts the originality of love
Brewing affection to be sure of hurt.
Silencing change from being one with all
And leaving assurance to mold dirt.
As bright pasts take,
To fix and call the grand faith of forgiveness
The seclusion of humanity, falls below our dreams
Taking life to be, an ornament on moving feet.
But !
A new dawn may see.
Of differences and feels, leaving ignorance in the coldness of realities.
As moonlights sculpts the originality of being me.
One who was once young and free.

It came with a force, In whole of fear and faith, my love
Publicized through shepherds of the divine
written through scriptures, lost to manhood and lies.

A different feeling of hurt embezzled amongst all sort of ties
It came with a force., greater than lust deep within your shrine.

Faced with doubt amongst congregations, it came with its force
And countless tears warranted its host.
For time did do right.
But !

It came with a force,
But no longer could it win
for the love he gave drafted many forces that protected my faith.

Flourished by change
Kingdoms felt great defeat
Simplicity of dreams carved well,
The Sympathy for many.
Dictating hope on many roads
Oh !
How well has poverty been.
Below cypress trees
Wealth grew to and from,
Golden rails around faith.

Give time some time
The pain and heartaches won’t go away
But time will heal your hate
Give love some love
For whatever you have lost
Isn’t a once in a lifetime song
Give patience some patience
I know how draining the efforts are
But for many days the payments aren’t bad
And finally
Give life some life
Not a normal norm
But an affectionate one
To the soul you carry and the heart you feed
Give life some time

Excuses are perfect
Purging behind innocents
Leaving relentless, the shame of forgiveness
For what rewards can be reaped
From holy deeds ?
When sins form more roads to see
And youth sways bravely,  
From
The painful words of hatred.
And only age knows of Nor’s
Of whether time was spent with love

Freedom comes not for free
Fetching heavy the fee
As poverty brings comfort a warning
Totaled by tears,
And
Roots please shamelessly
Bringing forth belongings to thee.

I want to write to you
In every language there may be
I want you to know the depth of my words
I want you to know that your effort did more than it should
I want you to know even in dark days, these words will reminisce and bring light your way
I want you to know it’s great when you fail
I want you to know it all
And be okay with what you know

Help me,
My heart has become so heavy
My thoughts have been clouded by thick hurt
My past has found my safe haven
And my life has become distant from living
Help me please.
I’m tired and frail
Unable to feel, unable to care
Hate and ignorance has filled my cup
And no longer am I allowed to be sober
Help me please,
I’m scared,
My tears have changed
No longer can I see them, but feel them everyday
Running down my breast
I feel the filling up of my belly
But no feeding has been done
Help me I beg of you
I am giving up
Loosing my bet I made with my shadow
I don’t want to die
But I can’t find any other comfort to rely on

Religiously they came
Pardoning ropes clinked to hope
Sourcing shame to sustain dreams
Balancing pride on thin lines, called peace.
But !
Religiously they came
Leaving pure, the many sins made
Working through the morning dews
Only to cry out for their souls at night.

we’re close
we talk about *** every chance we get
she doesn’t know that we’re friends, but I do
I’ve told her my fear of ***
and she says you’re not weird
she tells me this is normal
but her definition of normal is as firm as wet paper
she is a funhouse
a haunted one too
I don’t know how to tell her that she can be just a house
one she isn’t afraid to live in
she writes poetry too
in them, I don’t see her, but the words belong to her
her poetry is confetti at a funeral, out of place
it is beautiful
I believe she is poetry
her mouth, a shotgun of emotions
sometimes too sad, too truthful
how can I tell her not to love the apathy?
we tell jokes too
laugh at our sadness
skydive in our happiness
all to make the lonely go away,
at least for me
I think she might love the lonely
she wears it like armor.

My evolution surrounds your reasons
Anticipating sins to be more exquisite than feelings
Only pronouncing heartbreaks as the best of solutions
Why !
Do you please so faultless, so profound.

A dreadful wish, to take whats not mine
To make you, my own
For pleasures knows not of partitions
And my love burns through all expressions.

But yet I stand, awaiting moments
For chances to fall abundantly,
Despising the scorn of reality
And denouements more unpredictable than fantasies.
To make you my one and only.

I wrote a book and labeled it love
No one bought it
I wrote a next one and labeled it
How to love
And it sold out
No extras no one piece
And then I knew it
I found and discovered it
We aren’t a specie that needs to know anything
We just want to know how about everything
And ironically it’s sadly the same thing
But what can immortality do, to persuade truth
I have made decisions and I have loved with them
But never have I reaped from them
And that’s a seed that I won’t plant again
But then society is heard
And maybe I’m back to planting
Spending fruitful years on infertile land

He's burgeon from mind and soul
Trivialized only by what folks sow
A man I hope, life grows to know .

His mettle ways can be so sore
Meddling with one's heart like an open court,
But chafed love knows not of caulk flows
And I'm of trepidation of growing old,
without his love.

But assurance made, cue's all doubts ever feared
Leaving me assuaging in the satiation of life

Umpires wailed at victory
Clothing defeat in exorbitant fame,
Socializing with pain
Only regaining power to fix all that has been shamed.
For only coinage consumed all faith
Of where victors must stay.
Oh,
How naive of hate
Playing buoyantly for a side in shame.
But pruning an eternity to be of salient visage.
For !
Mankind perceives its flaws as gate ways of life
And innocence retaliates only for its pride.

Make sure you know whose heart your playing with
Let it not be, ever the devils heart
For she eats such doers not by flesh, but by mind and pain.
Her sorrowful ways are sinful upon man’s rage, delusional enough to trick angelic eyes.
For !
Every woman’s anger are devilish,
But differently towards those alive.

He had shown me how fluent time can be
With patience and pace, towards every day
He had shown me where destitution came and go
Politely asking how my days have stood
The limping man had shown it all.
The faculties of living a life.

Terror preys not on innocent victims
As solitude peers not on favors
Assumptions beckons on behalf of pleasures
And life grows in its own flavors
Bolting high for hope
Time sees you and me
Fortuning what desires wish for thee
I’m happy here
In this slowness of life, with you
For birds show me appreciation
Of what life can be

I have used my life to stay alive
Nurturing death into its prime
Only to be saddened by facts
For my eternity resides
Within lines of defeat
So unique and rare
Even I,
Have questioned happiness

But I’m here
Making silver into gold
Bronze into the richness of life
For an unknown to profit sincerely  
That I am still here

It took time
Didn’t it ?
The comfort, the peace of mind
They all took time.
And I wondered what he would call me
When the fire raise and heaven doors became stairs.

I’m figuring it out too
What’s love
I’m learning it’s different sides
That’s love
I’m feeling it’s impact
So loved
I’m figuring it out
And now is see, what’s love
Taking little pieces until there in not a whole of you
Knowing love isn’t for the weak
It’s a reward they can have
But a journey they would fail
I’m figuring it out
And I’ll tell you this
I wish not to have loved nor be loved

Happiness mocks at strength
Building thin, concepts of a friend
Dreaming wild an outlook of life
But filled with anger of whom one must deny.
I’m not at lost in a changing world
But strained by how much I’ve giving to all.  
Soon bravery will out do its call
And insanity shall uplift what I’ve lost
Only then shall respect know it’s home
And favour never what comes unsure

It was a rainy morning
8:12AM, a cup of tea and my favorite cooked greens. I felt the cold breeze of simplicity hit me, carefree doubts left to be and I smiled at how peaceful one can be. While Yaksta enlightened me with the truth about ambition.
If only I had the birds and lizard and even the bees to talk to, then surely I would not have an inch of complain about perfection. But I was contented in that moment. My very own fairy tale without magic had happened and I saw clouds go. But what I couldn’t deny, was that I was once unsure of ever being this calm about my failures, or even my minor downfalls. But I was !
And I was ready to trade it all for days like this over and over again.
But that possibility would only be real with me. And I needed not to loose faith that I am capable of making life as beautiful as today
There wasn’t any sugar coated words, nor exaggerated thoughts. Just a simple wow at how this day started and a thank you to the one who gave it.
For once I saw the need for the cobweb above my door, even the dust that blew upon my porch had made me less angry at myself.
And the scratches on my door felt so tranquil without a need to be.
And for once I wasn’t building fantasies or dreams in my head, just embracing everything as it was.
And I loved that so much.
I even wanted to cry, but that was old school, so I held it in and smiled.
If I was to be great. If I am to be great, I’m sure I will always run back home here when I get scared.
Back here, where cobwebs made less the fear of being sad, here where the dust had more in it than just being messy.
Maybe with another cup of tea. If the kettle wished to cooperate.
I Am happy. And I thank you.

Every part wants to be loved
The twisted mind and the rotten faith
I have cursed my soul
Ploughing the little hope left for my worth
A *****, a title I’ve known
Selling more than just my love
‘She’s a different level’
That’s all that was told
And with many more against my role
Yet I’m known as the perfect *****

Power stood, but strength fell
A capacity to fear, but no more burdens to build,
The forlorn of a daughter.
While fault became honey, sweetly puréed upon the flesh I wore,
The drought of one’s character left dry this flesh.
Sticky and shriveled, was my existence.

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No conquest could restore, dignity or integrity,
The forlorn of a daughter, lost to the hunger of confectioners.

Respect or Fear
Have I to reason with hope and faith
Only to single out the obvious path to gains
Must I sell my soul
For profits to be bountiful
Or have I been dumbfounded by the time’s
Growing beyond my life

Have you been sure of the stars?
Of galaxies and shimmering views
What of the sun, with its magical powers
Blinding some, while making passage for others
Do you know what pleasure lays on the surface, of mankind’s doings?
I’m sure it’s beautiful, never wretched towards our fellow humans
Spectacular while covered in wonders, adversity upon courage
Brightly colored
Martin Luther King Jr.
Frankly I’m not sure, what he’s known for
He’s a man that’s no more
Ruptured hopes, crumbled pass doors
Dream on, pray all shadows follow on
Have you known of the wondering atman?
It’s here, and there, I’ve seen it so many places
I’ve began to wonder how many phases are there
It a wonderful universe that’s full of choosers
A dream can be sold, to any moon gazer
But I’ll ask again
Have you been sure of the universe?
Of galaxies and shimmering views
Bucket list hasn’t any value
When you’re unsure
Of reality, and fantasies.

Tormented by fiery goals,
The wants of wanting more
The reluctant dreams of selecting all.
Oh, how merely of patience and lies
Giving crustily the demands of our wicked minds.
Sampling favors dispensed by the dignity of unpleasant finds.

I’m wondering if I’ll make it
If I’ll look back one day
And be at peace and feel relieved
And just smile at the breeze that blows my way
Cause I know that life paid it’s bill
I wonder if I’ll survive
And have stories to write
For everyone to know that hope isn’t just a word
I’m curious to know
If I’ll make it out whole
With comfort and happiness to share
And I’m scared to know
If I’ll loose this battle
If I’ll loose like it was normal
But I’m wondering everyday
And I’ll keep on doing my best

Abstaining from assistance
Medication knows no limit
Handing the need a cause
And giving problems a little more time
Forgetting love and it’s purpose
The chills of failing
The thrumming of being left behind
Hunger raised, for forgiveness
In line to the finish line
Stay awake
Don’t allow the list to fill gaps
Leave the pain let it flow
One day it will reach
And forgive you
So that heavy chest will be at ease

Can I die
Without knowing the time
Can I leave
With the warmest of embrace
Can I see the outcomes of my faith
Only to know the why’s of despair
For I’m not done by God’s grace
And little am I in the home of saints
But dreams conquer all hate
Of where I stand and where I’ll stay
And tested am I, in the actions of all myths and reals

I’m learning to grow without his love
Embracing the fears on my own
Knowing that stability will only be as strong as I go
And nurturing my heart to be bold without love
I’m learning it all
And viewing the world as my very own
Seeing nakedly the ugly touch of a fatherless child
And I’m going strong
With adversity in not knowing how hows are done
And with no shame in plane sight
I walk with my head high
Calling on a heavily father, to fill that hole
And I’m desperate to make it on my own
To show him that a father isn’t all
So I’m learning to grow
While I hold myself together
So I can be whole at the end of this line

Placates of serenity, colors these walls
Chasing evolution leaping on
Bravery stings at layers of innocence, even time has lost its healing aid.
Hunger for love, sweeps clean the dirt upon lust
Seizing facades guarding what was once ours
As shepherds dream of moralities and bright days
Humanity satiates where all wrongs should lay
Even delicate fools know of shame,
Racing for happiness upon colorless pain.
Away with hope and nightly praise
Leaving placates of serenity to colors these rays

You want positivity
You want a happy ending
You want revolution without evolution
You want so many things
But what have you given
Have you given hope
Have you given trust
Have you given room for every lust
Maybe I have lost the touch
The rhythm that made you see my worth
Maybe I have placed too many pressure on my pen
And soil the paper I have for my own
I hope my emotions find every letter and place them within a perfect home
And I dream for the day that every pain, pay’s it’s due.
And if not for wealth, maybe comfort to want to stay
So no pity on your Cheques
Nor any guilt from your debts

Jasmine tears went with the sea
Drop by drop, filled streams of lust
Spectacular aroma made gay the shores
And Agendas of menage stained the world.

For surely one must have seen reasons for elongating the times retained
For wants and needs to be renamed human greed.
But songful sins gambol on, upon sea beds
Merging ardour with the emptiness of lofting lust.

Never contrary to the man made shows of happiness.
Staining visions of innocence.
Untouched by misunderstandings, tasking greatly aversions pouting from reality.

But exceptional as it all stands!
Dire momentums retreat reasoning’s, conceiting the flares of hurt
Elevating progressions through revelations aloud

Mononymously I called for a name
Navigating words through memories
Sorting failed hopes by the thickness of its pain
But by what time have I to stop
To settle for what faith serves thee.

Inequalities of a family
Reaps burgeons of fantasies
More than realities.

As precautions mold happiness
Youth graze from beneath unfinished dreams
For family has lost its made

Sing me the poetry of the world
With hyphens and bona fide verses
With simplicity conveying secrets of beauty
And gratitude's in every full stop aroused.

For what music, should ever please the God's ?
To have them say
'Mankind has found its way'
To show them the justification of keeping us never astray
And playing sweetly, the mistakes we make.

Forgiveness we gave.
In perfect sequence and shade
Only to abstract,
The sweet song
of poetry in faith

Pilot through my everything
See what envy has taken
Mold closely the wrongs and rights of trying
And say what you see fit to be accomplished
But never stoop below your own silence
And stigmatized failure as a lost in denial
But corner hope and stay strong
For what has been done
Will be done again.
And even though memories carry debts
Pilot on through everything
Make triumph in what society condemns  
And build the future in acceptance

You had built solid dreams
Firm in its belief
Allowing wishes a place in reality
You had done that
Without help.
But yet you saw yourself less profitable
Than the ones on billboards
Pretending to be of greater creation.
And I asked you why ?
Why be that selfless
And all you said
Was time knows it’s way.

For what I’ve done wrong, I apologize
For the disgrace I have brought, I apologize
For the mistakes I’ve repeated, I apologize
I have apologize my entire life
For upholding the wrong
For we both knew the right wasn’t an entity entitled to me
I have tried to be better than my past
But it only consisted of you
It has only consisted of the many fragments I’ve had to hide in order for you to appreciate me
I’ve tried to shed this love, and I know I can
But it makes me a monster I fear to become
The many demons I know can be unleashed
I fear they would hurt the innocent
I fear many changes, and many changes I welcome
If I do make it out before the clock strikes my deadline
I will be happy
But if I don’t
I hope for hope to be a little more considerate to my fragile heart
For my fragments will linger forever
And so will the impressions I have knitted
And whichever weighs heavier on my name
I’ll stand by it
Cause I have seen what denial does;
It made you
And I’m unable to move on with your existence as part of mine
So kudos to me trying anymore
I’m ready to see how things go
When I let loose the bolts upon my ego

Why should I ?
Why should I give heed to thee ?
Why should I make calm the seas ?
Why should I feel all feels ?
Why should I be your trumpet for dreams ?
Why should I ?

What reasons have thee to hold tightly, my dreams ?
What reasons have thee to confine not, my mistakes and normal greed ?
What reasons have thee to let fall, my hopes of wanting to achieve ?
What reasons have thee ?

So tell not I, your reasons and why’s
For burdensome I have become, upon you and your families eyes
And on I go, not restituted.
Only ****** by the love I once sought out
To be mine

Peace and Justice are two sides of the same coin
Binding actions of human minds
Edging barriers known to fight
For creation has no life without lies
Only
Pledging dignity against pride
And forcing rights to be kind
But !
Peace and Justice have always been alike
Never rotting from within minds

They choke when they're through
By then, you'll be dead
Comedy has been built, from a foundation of sarcasm
To cover pain and lost of faith
A moment for a life story in every black man's book
Wish me luck, ends a prayer
Every night, through every day

Let’s fly up high
For why should I be shy
To fly above my society height
Why should I be ?
Extradited from failure
I’m a woman in multiple sheets of flesh
I’m a woman with more than one hurt
I’m a woman with endless believes that I should be
And I’m a woman still
I’m a woman not fighting depression
But trying to show it love too
I’m a woman who hopes that a new day will bring some sort of miracle
I’m a woman. And that’s wonderful enough
So let’s fly up high
Even if the world says you’re a *****
Define you’re world
For you have sold every part of yourself for others to survive
So please fly
Up high
And if a tear should fall behind
It will be loved by me and every woman that survived

A mother feels for it's own
Despising intruders who wishes to bask in her love
Spurning one's that comes with unfeigned words
Nuptial only to the blood that flows.
But I stand aware
Ne'er to a reality blotched by facts
Rooting truth of where I stand.
For !
A mother feels for it's own
And I''m an orphan within a home.

I did my best,
And then someone told me that because I was dark they couldn't see the dark circles around my life
My presence brought gloomy feels so strong they wish for me to be gone
And seldom grown was the belief that life can be used wisely
So I cried for help, with a pillow besides my halo
And religiously corrected my every hate
For I know I did my best
But better is what I have repent.

The equivalent of my past
Has burden more for my future than my present
Within night and day
There’s a universe unaware
To fit perfectly in the change of redemption
Confusion upon creation of life
Tiredness upon freedom to live
What an equivalence to have
Showing only what I must take by the foot and run with
Safety, has no need to be
Nor does chances of surviving
There is an equivalent
To what changes there may be
But until then
I beg for your love and understanding
Cause I’m trying too