I’m a little different and that’s totally okay
Who wants to be perfectly normal anyway
I’d rather do me and me be free anyday
Why conform to a norm I wasn’t born to be boring
I write poetry at 4 am while the rest are snoring
Let today be a beautiful day in either sunny skies or pouring
As I incline; recognize my devine mind
Nothing can define I
My finesse stretch through nets n wires
Im cosmic in flesh form born from a torn war in the soul scorned
From out the darkness light with a heart to fight ignite fear in the wicked
Split them in half in split seconds
Dare to write
Writing your dreams, desire, sex, love and passion
Whatever that may be
You can see your thoughts colliding with concrete written form
It’s bare and exposed
Lighting a way through the dark reality of human consciousness
Blessed with the food, shelter, family friends
Give thanks when you write
Nobody is promised tomorrow
Everybody dies; but not everybody lives.
Imma easter tweakin rabbit;
wit a knitted wicker basket filled with easter egg licorice hashish;
bouncin up the aves wit it;
towerin empowerin steppin on leprechauns;
weapons drawn pointed at the annointed;
joint lit so tell me what the heck you on;
im on one; while willy two’d three;
swinging a jewly piece;
the rhymes like tom.
I am… The Type of writer who lites fires with typewriters. Trans pride; n its a quite higher: cause. Despite my minor flaws I write because. I’m… Inspired by role models and not c…
Source: Trans Pride: A Higher Cause (Poetry) – Nina
I see myself; Inside and out..
Reflecting each others burdens and blessings.
Beautifully damaged imperfect perfectionz.
In this moment I’m Time Travel In.
Time Continues Unravel In.
Side my soul.
Finding myself; there she is.
In the mirror I stared;
There it is.
Its all been slowed to a stop
And I felt like a child again
Something as simple as the breeze blowing on my face
And the sound of wind
The tattering rain on the tin roof
And the slightest warmth in the air
Smiling when I can feel,
And hear; the earths simple pleasures
Timeless is and
Precious is life.