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Infinite black skies as I arise; No more need to why

As I search for my finds; Awake by design-mind

Zen like street light as the trees sway in the breeze

Darkest night; sparked as words take flight

Nuero receptors part like the red sea; calm and deadly

Medley for a monk; a mantra like funk

Tough luck and taken as a blessing

Heal and resting and manifesting the next thing

Say whut now. Kung pow

Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo

All the way to the loony bin

With my new found friend imaginary twin

Never met but was there from the begin

Henceforth Im back to the latter

As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter

No matter

I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form

The only thing Im on is the coffee bean

No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action

Just walked in slushy snow with no traction

Amidst the lost and confused

But I find myself when Im out its a muse

The city is music to my ears

When you read this? Your the only one who hears

Here I am

In the dark of night I arise once again

To collect my thoughts I write with pen

Its about time I do this again

With no regrets where does this stem?

How long have I been in this place

My skyscraper oasis

Thousands of faces

As the city tells tales naked

Must be about a year now

I was losing my mind but Im here now

Nada to fear now

Its so clear now

Cool; calm; collected

Solemnly protected by my own perspectives

I walk with a thousand spirits

I can see; smell and hear this

They touch with a thousand arms to feel this

What is this place

What is this place? Universal bound infinity

But I am subject to individual vacinity

Our home world is ablaze aflame what a crying shame

This is simply a dying game; it needs a name

A name for the actuality of the fragile system

We are in a cataclysm

Can we please change our ways now

We’re on our way down

Nobody has a voice to say now

The answers are right infront of our faces

But we keep making the same mistakes

What will it take

For the world to awake

I used to be so inspired and wired upon awaking

The world was mine for the taking, no… for creating

Limitless words to fung shui the pages

Cleanse my mind like sages

The daily splatter of thoughts

Musing jots

To simply juggle in rhyme rhythm

In this physical realm a prison

Words shine like when light hits a chrystal prysm

This type of art is

Simply shine upon the darkness

Giving strength to the week

Courage to the meek

Whatever hurdles you jump to reach the peak

No longer cynical

In the now is the pinnacle

Untitled Recital. – Nina

I dont know what to fucking write; type out zen pages

Anime gay topless asians.

Well that was a weird flex but okay….

Sew an eyeball on your sunny day

Catch a fade with a grenade launcher filled with razor blades

I dont aim just pull the pin

Put my life out on a limb all for you; all in to win

Cause lifes a gamble I trample lifes obstacles

Through space; Im auronotical

Star gazing in the mirror; sober faded jumping off the roof

Im so… freshly dipped I drip like a chocolate covered cone

No… set to trip for; I do bad on my own

Im just a poetic nuissance

Im so reclusive; cant find me

Somebody remind me why I do this…

-Nina

Routine – Nina

I watch the digi clock flip numbers/ then slumber into wonder

I ride the spinning elyptical to reach pinnacle/ body minimal

Then I… glide pen on page to simply create/ send off; its made

Morning I speak all love to the one in awe/ shes my source

I always focus my breath to retrieve rest, is such/ lifes test

Used to rock mics/ gutter insights ignite

Its the Rythm n rhyme; line by line poetry/ the soul in me