A ” Body”

I don’t care about “ her body” ,her butt

or how well she can twerk.. Because the shyt 

going to drop as she ages… but i do care about

her “ work ethics” and how she treats “ her parents”…

If she is intelligent…if she is spiritual and giving

and most importantly, if she forgives and gives more than she 

Receives…

I don’t care about “ her body” but i do care if she can 

Pronounce her words correctly, if she learns from her mistakes…

Those things i care about… fuck! A body … how about her soul.. 

Now that’s …

DOPE.

I am 

Time for me to begin

Time for me to breathe in 

Time for me to end…

All the pain that’s instilled 

In from kin…

Time for people to understand

Don’t judge that’s insane 

Time for me to begin a life 

I was afraid to let in,,,

Time for me to breathe in…

The hope and courage that was 

Lost way in..time for me to end.. This 

hurt that once began… with people like 

You, the ones that time consumes 

And leaves to hurt…

That’s so cruel… people like me we aren’t what 

we choose.

I am not what they choose so this 

Time I guess… i’ll begin the destiny that

Was meant for me to use.

Blues

She lied about everything,

How she wanted to give me the stars, but only 

Gave me the blues..

She lied about me being her only one,

Her stars and moons.

Love has a way like spring to autumn

To make all the pain go away.

She lied about me being her everything,

How she wanted to give me the stars, but only

Gave me the blues..

Autumn trees are so beautiful, but not meant 

To shine like spring, love has a way that makes

You forget who and what you are.. 

True love has boundaries, has compromise,

Has hope and most of all has god!

She lied about, about, everything…

Langston

James Mercer Langston Hughes was an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist from Joplin, Missouri. One of the earliest innovators of the literary art form called jazz poetry, Hughes is best known as a leader of the Harlem Renaissance. Wikipedia

Our mere existence is what we search for all our lives, 

Adopting traits that push us further away from our true

Destiny, which is not money ,and or our bodies or even our items…

Our destiny is right in front of us… to love and be loved is ultimately 

Why are we here, to pass on light, and hope… perseverance”.

Did you know?

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. Little-known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry. Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, into a prominent family with strong ties to its community. Wikipedia