Just a thinker

HE knew all along what we would become. Humanity and Mother Nature would be a combination unwholesome. He created us anyway. Even with Repentance on his tongue. Because He’s a vessel of love, He did not destroy us. He knew that the pangs of our nature could be spiritually overcome. And the measures he would master…

Butterflies

Whenever I get butterflies in my stomach…shyt seems to gets real. Gripping onto the precipice of change. My heart seems to stand still. I try to walk in faith. Many moments, I just wanted to shy away. Every time I stayed…the butterflies always came. More often than not, they’d gotten their way…stealing the show…running the…

Perfection for Pennies

I know everyone has been there and seen it with their own two eyes. You’ve overlooked it or pushed and shoved it to the side. Maybe even resented its existence… The fact that it’s within our gripping distance. How dare they try to sell any of us a can that’s slightly dented? Or An apple…

Cloudy With a Chance

I’m trying to let you go, but you’ve been inside of me. You drove the roughest terrain and hugged the curves and the lanes so perfectly. We exchanged energy. You gave me life. Together we released the negative frequencies….and absorbed vibes. I felt like I was high… As quickly as it began, it ended. And…

In the stars…

I see you… You see me… There’s a chemistry. I’m feeling you. You’re feeling me, But are we meant to be? Smelling your scent is Aromatic serenity. I become engulfed in the moment. Taken in by your flattery. Your interest is apparent and seen. I dream about how you could be. A vision of pleasantries,…

Playing the Part

The act has become the reality. I was being what I thought I had to be. Disregarding what came naturally. For the good or the bad. Ignoring the instincts that I had. To curse you out or to hold your hand, To follow my heart or join the band, Holding back the tears when I’m…

The Meantime

They say you never know what you’re going to get, I’m willing to bet, that much can be figured. We are the product of that which has lived. Survival of the fittest. Same beginning and same end. What appears to be the difference… Is the meantime. The space in which we haven’t gotten there yet….