I die and rise again
The sweet escape
Light reigns on my life
From out of the darkness
Nina
Tag Archives: Poems
She can’t give up…
She won’t …
Beaten as the path we all walk till our deaths
Beaten bruised tattered and torn
Yet…
She is the fiery storm;
The fiery storm she fears the more than anything
Yet she won’t give up
She walks… and walks…
Alone in solitude
She veils herself like an ancient goddess
Hidden amongst shadows
Why wouldn’t she be?
On planet corrupted with dark clouds?
One must be protected but
The rain pours and drips down…
Alone, cold, damp and dark
Reflections of it all beaming upward
At her face looking sadly down
Dreary gloom…
Her feet place upon them;
Cascading the lights and reflective glow
Lights of dreams always forever flicker and move amongst the rain
She keeps walking
She has to go…
The wake of her forgotten smile is somewhere
So she searches for it
Until time ceases to exist
She can’t give up.
She won’t…
Walking on the beaten path we all walk
Till death.
-Nina
Intersections — Haiku out of africa
our parallel lives – are all interconnected – in astounding ways © Lize Bard @ https://wandererhaiku.wordpress.com/
Absolutely wonderful ❤
Northern Monopoly / On the Concrete – Nina
How could I feel ; Its all so real ; Pain;
Embeds my brain. And. How could that…
Be. They’re;
Piling up the dead bodies.
In Bulletproof hotel lobbies
Insites where a nurse shoot-up-your-down properly
Northern monopoly
Its flooded. In an open air drug market;
Remarkable profit; Sub tropicals chronic
Users, abusers, thugged out losers.
Breathe…. She…
Breathed her last breath in the alleyway;
She ran away as a kid
And…
It sad to say… The streets a trap;
Praying on the weakest.. Link
We brinked;
The highest H.I.V. rate
I write rhymes…Cause I survived…
And. Time Flies…
On the concrete.
-Nina
A christened wish, I don’t exist. – Nina
Littarily latereral illiterate babble.
How my poems go, thus just a stones throw
My gibberish fished your wish
Out the pond here it is; as a gift…
Go ahead, take it with you and drift through the mist
Pretend it never happened
I didn’t exist.
-Nina
Escape; In The Here and Now – Nina
It is time…
Fleeting Moment Of Escape
Rising From About The Abyss
Flying away
Saturated In Sunrays
An Almost Blinding Light
Finding Oneself
Running Free…
“In The Here And The Now”.
In the Love…
-Nina
Can poetry help us resolve social issues?
With love. – Nina
I’m not sure what mood you’re in.
Just know you are loved,
Go to your happy place and write.
With love.
Nina
The interconnected manifest – Nina
The abstract thoughts relevant to concrete form;
everything is connected making the magic very real
Submerged in self awareness yet profoundly connected
in imaginative design and inclinations creating and manifesting its form
Dreams and reality are not so far apart; both created by the mind and collected in the mind
to be analyzed and articulated
What today may bring is up to me as well as the destiny
We’ll have to work together or bound in self destruction
I can make today whatever I want it to be
Setting Destiny Stones for me to walk upon with grace
Or they could tower over me; an abrupt fate
Creating overwhelming fear in my heart
But if I choose to take destiny
Fate and future into my hands
I know I can surely manifest
Stepping stones upward on this journey into tomorrow
Into the sky with my dreams once again.
Nina Yin
