Tag Archives: Slam poetry

Morning rhymes

Thank the universe for I am born again

Electricly conduct positivity

For my breath breathes the white light

I am calm and at peace with my storm

Born again I thank the universe

I do not act drastic only compassion

Incredibly blessed; no stress

Buddha dhamma awaits; I’ll taste

The roots of ginsing in the morning

Reflect and cleanse any bad

Any sad I replace it as a lesson

And let myself grow; as I let it go

Pursuit of happiness; no grasping it; just be

I’m just me; sitting in the lotus

Meditating to infinity

Nina

Finally!

The story really begins now

Im finally in now

I can’t explain how

Deep this feeling is

And what it really is

Peace love compassion

Thats my reaction

To war or hate crimes

or the evil that’s in fassion

I motivate, cultivate for the family

By any means necessary

I learnt some lessons clearly

Now everyday I wake up

And count my blessings in me.

Come along… E.D.

As I continue my path I struggle with the terrain that lay beneath me. Trying not to trip on these minor roots and suffer a fall.

Trying to remain above it all.

Helping the ones that have come along for this journey to peace. I’m grabbing your hand.

Come along with me.

I’ve been here before;

Before before. And there’s so much more…

This path is my dreams and my unseen future in the leaves and trees and vines and green

Green like life and blue like the beautiful truth n my love for you. It’s true.

As we walk we can talk about our futures present. As the light cascades upon our essence.

Worries can be left behind unattended. I simply surrender.

Please don’t fret these mountainous journeys upon journeys. Walk with me without worry.

Watch the enemies scurry from our towering shadows in the now. Don’t ask me how we have arrived.

I don’t know but here we are. Paradise

Life in love. The love in life.

Nina

NonFictionSlamComposition. Im back. – Nina

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Everything is falling apart; but everything is coming together

Destroy and rebuild; rebuild and destroy, Yes I endeavoured

I created a world and left it behind n I…. Still shine.

Creating a new place; place n peace of mind n I’m

Suffering uncomfortably then suddenly…

Comfortable nonetheless!

Blissful in nothingness*

My 3rd eye moonshine remove I from crude times..

Zen bends my lights to the contexts that I suggest

So the world is mine and I am simple sublime

Construct my life obscuring obstruction

Its my life; I play like a conductor

N My heart beats like percussion

And I’m not scared to die like life is nothing

But I die to live; my life is mine to give

Forgive me for living like what I got to lose is nothing

What would you expect in this time of glutton?

Damn.

Life is something.

 

Nina