My dreams escape and influence pages;
Sparked like the sage is
Im the flyest livewire
Thick haze; sharp like switch blade
Deluxe Triple XL clothes so Im comfortable
Im on the road to riches
My bitches? they relentless
Sexual deviants; all independent
Just like me
Im a female Cassanova
Without thinking I can bend you over
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
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.
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
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
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
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…
No sad; frown upside down.
Just another funky day to runaway
Asking me to come’n’play
Guess I’ll have some fun today.
There is no try
There is no who, what, where and why.
Theres an emptiness
There is no eye… “I”
There is no me, yours and mine.
What exactly IS devine?
Have empathy and compassion
Only an empty hand can grasp this.
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
Dreams of home are elsewhere; Nightmares are alive and well here
Mother nature undertaker; Come from caves awaken
To eat the souls of the wanderer; Vision conjoror
Deep dive division; Depth perception sceptic
I see all through the third; Vision looking down like birds
Types that write and strike ya vital nerves; Its all Obsurd
But cats can walk a fine line; so watch me define I
Supernatural signed off as I fly by.
So high I touch the skyline.
Soon the rain comes to wash away dust
Dawn till dusk; tatters the roofs
Clicking and clacking
Seeping and seeking a path
The light reflects in the night; its abstract
The rain in this city is most fitting
To match the tone of poverty and addiction
How many more will I lose
Brothers and sisters forever Im missing
The rain takes my pain and excuse
I spend time sitting and listening
Watching it drip drop off the rooftop
Down my window and into the gutters
I open my shutters for it is fresh like the worlds wounds
Dont worry; Im not in a hurry brother
But Im coming soon.
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