Free – Nina

just lemme be free / lemme be me /take this blindfold off so I can see / I wanna breathe / I wanna speakeasy / I wanna walk in the trees / get lost in a breeze / I wanna feel the world freeze / I wanna free my mind / I wanna be alive – Please.

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

I feel like a sloth; tired aloft a computer chair

Coffee in one hand; vape in the other

Wishing I had slept in. Winnie the pooh “Oh bother”.

Need another cup of coffer

As I begin to awake; A slight optimism

Maybe today isnt…

So bad

No sad; frown upside down.

Just another funky day to runaway

Asking me to come’n’play

Guess I’ll have some fun today.

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

Samsara or nirvana

The Buddhist tibetan prayer flags on the top of mountain in Daocheng, Sichuan Province, Tibet of China.

I dream of the promise land; where peace abides

Mountains streamline across the sky

Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom

I am given help along my jouney

Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth

This is my path and it was always meant for me

Rebirth; Samsara

Or a heavenly Nirvana

Buddha poem

Eyes transfixed on Buddha

I chant in Sanskrit

Return to center and emit a white light

Transmit across the atlas

Slow my breathing

Completely enveloped in my practice

Place the candles lit

Offerings for the path I follow

Bowing to them; I’m very thankful

For yesterday, today, tommorow

Close my eyes and listen

My karmatic conditions

Meditating a vision

Peace, love and forgiveness

Now; did I inherit

My past lifes merit

I feel blessed; until my death

I must share it

Thank you universe

Thank you for my buddha nature

Thank you for food and shelter

Thank you for now;

Thank you for later.

-Nina

The Bloom of a Virus

Strange to find peace in this now; but here I am

Fond of change like autumn leaves blow breeze

Present tense; change strange and evident

But Im here aware wide awake stare; im just

Without care

Blessing to the ill who have fallen to the will of nature

My stature is forever patient

Statistics stream like star streams

Yet I sit and day dream in between the lines of these times

Finesse caress; these rhymes

Feminine forever ancient Egyptian feline

Who wanders without worry and skurrys playful

It is simple nature; take this and embrace this

We all must simply awaken and face this

Together harmonious; our ways were felonious

Learn to love and love to learn a new path

When they see a new you like whos THAT

Forever remaining in a change and I thank god for this change that is raining…

Down upon us.

Drowned sorrows

I am an addict; since twelve

Ive delved.

Weed, crack, heroin, crystal, mushrooms, lsd

More than all of these

Alcohol consumes me

I consume it; fluent in being a nuisance

Constantly picking up shattered pieces

My hands and heart are bleeding

The world seems iced and freezing

Do I still have meaning

Purpose

Am II worthless

These are the questions I ask Looking back at my past

Im trying so hard to keep compusure

Trauma upon trauma with no closure

My central nervous system is shot

So im constantly nervous

Everybody thinks Im happy but that’s just a surface

Im not trying to complain we all have pain

I wanna remain on this plain of love and gains

Music and poetry; the essence of me knowing me

That Im not such a terrible girl

That’s I have so much to offer the world

But Im crying out for help to all my friends and love

I cant do this alone sometimes Im looking above

Can god help me out a bit

Ive fallen and I can never seem to get out of it

A rhyming rant chant of the addict

Sobriety day one; let me have a crack at it.

 

What you wanna be?

The beautifully free

Picking the fruits from the tree

Asking eachother “Like, who you gonna be”

And she’s lookin’ at me.

But aint nothin for free.

So I said ” Im gonna hustle, you gotta hustle to eat”.

Now I knew; I was just taking the easy way out

Cause god got my back and putting food in my mouth

But I always wanted more; movin’ about with a clout

I should have stayed on a path but I took another route

Years gone past and I seen the same sister

The hustle was a struggle and I really fucking missed her

The freedom we had; can I go back to the past

So I turned to the girl and asked

“What you want to be?”

 

 

Paralysis

Am I still dreaming?

I sure don’t feel awake…

This all too familiar feeling…

I can’t move and I am in slow motion…

Restless but completely catatonic;

Somebody wake me up from this place!

I don’t want to be here anymore!

Looking down upon my body from the ceiling…

Motionlesss…