Change
If you have been giving the opportunity to wake up and see another day, you still have time to change whatever it is that's holding you…
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If you have been giving the opportunity to wake up and see another day, you still have time to change whatever it is that's holding you…
I learned to pray with my back against a brick wall, knees in the gutter where the light forgot to shine…
Umm, handsome one, my fervent one who plays the heartstrings of my body so softly under the covers Plummeting within the essence of my…
The melodic elements always harken to thy ears when the universe chimes It always pours the fastest rings the loudest when blending with the…
I grew up where the streetlights hum old gospel, where grandmama's curtains breath the night in slow prayer…
A corresponding voice that resonates with its own tone…
We pray under streetlamps that buzz like old radios, neon halos haloing the hush between two trains…
I learned how to pray with my knees on cracked concrete, the church bells muffled by the traffic…
It’s becoming a young world. Elders start their ascent…
The Rite, the Tools, the Spirits, the Workers To reclaim our rite, we must correct the confusion that colonizers created. They blurred lines…
I. Before the Chains: The Supreme Knowledge of Our People Before the ships. Before the branding irons. Before the names were stolen. Before…
Listen — the street hums like a hymn, neon prayers in the gutters, and the city keeps the beat of our heartbeats…
Let me kiss you the right way, all over, soft and slow…
My city hums like a throat clearing — morning coffee, tires, the backyard radio. Streets remember your name before you do…
I move like the city breathes — short gasps between streetlights…
I wake before the city shakes, put my hand on the hood of dawn like it owes me something…
They say the city teach you how to breathe in the ash…
Hear the block breathe —tires sing, neon hums,kids trade futures like marbles. Some days the sky looks low, but we learn to bounce it back…
I just can’t unwrap my head From the thoughts of you…
Some people like handcuffs, they will hold on to an idea even if it puts them in bondage. They will sit and smile and all the while putting…
Dear Wifey-based on the novel Shadows of Obsession by Kemy and Creative Universe Partner Aszar follows the unraveling of a love that was…
He stole my prized possession With no regard of my feelings or hesitation…
My feet are tired and I need a bed to rest in Let evening captivate my spirit and quiet my bones…
peeking from behind closed doors speaking in metaphors laced with symbolism…
I head the Earth quake as my words shake and I have been left deposited in fragments of lingering thoughts. I thought my influence would…
They became deep in their poetic space, as they defied sound permitting…
(back from vacation with old lyrics from the "attic..")…
The physical fades to a quiet background when the map of your…
I am changing the past and there is only one way to do that, its to change exactly what I am doing in this present moment. If you are…
Why are you against me, Cos, I speak what is right?…
Just a prelude song for my Fall winter Hobby campaigm This group a all time favorite saw them in concert in CT live sound deeper…
Listen, I know it’s loud amongst our…
Life called us forth before we could reply…
Can I, take you to a realm called ‘Us’…
Aquarian Water rises not from rivers, or by the roaring of the seas But from the quiet sanctum…
A partial lunar eclipse is never just an astronomical event. It is a moment when the sky pauses, when the Sun and Moon exchange their…
Lonely is me, after everything…
At a hierarchy of times, I'm too black, he's too pink…
Earth tone, the melanin jazz that sings throughout my veins The protective barriers when, Come By Here My Lord provided no cooling rain…
There are volatility seasons when history does not echo, it repeats. Not as metaphor, not as memory, but as a quiet procession of tragedies…
the power goes out suddenly the bright city remembers what darkness is all about windows blackout one by one streetlights surrender traffic…
It’s 3AM with the venue to capacity, but I still spot her nonchalant eyes…
He is the epitome of a man with a presence of mind to visit her dreams…
Stealing his heart He had me at a sweet disadvantage…
Pearly Gates The Second Heaven…
A moment in time where hearts know no bounds Desires of affection of unforgotten yearns…
Inhale and exhale and close your eyes Let me softly memorize your mind with lullabies whispered from the skies…
"Asking" when does asking collapse into begging…
wrote a book I don’t want to read out loud I bound the spine in tweed I regret the…
I dreamed of this day, I knew this was possible and the world did not even bend to my will. I looked inwards, asked and the answer was…
answers never came in spoken words in the silence of a room plans were delayed and calls went unheard shadows formed where trees should…
Here we are as we wake under the stars amidst blue covers…
Read into me, feel my silken pages, absent of a literal touch, but for…
When you have a business or even go to a business establishment, there are “Hours of Operation.” Meaning, a time from which the business is…
Pots filled with raindrops, the roof leaked a lot, things really started to…
Just stopping through on a Friday with my spiritual incantation to advise you always to seek peace, find your center, and give yourself…
the blackness of the day…
I wonder if you have ever experienced heaven on Earth, its a wonderful mindset. You wish for what you want in the world, then see it all…
Tired of limp d!ck depression! Tired of semi soft sex!…
I used to be the sweetest girl until I was turned sour. I used to be the sweetest girl until that continuous darkest hour. These days I'm…
Who am I without a voice? Never will I be him, him who seems…
Lilith There are words circulating in the dark underworld of your arrival my Angelic Queen…
How far-fetched is it to think that my present hardship comes from some cruel act I've not done yet? Even with regret, trouble still…
Sometimes you have to take it back to the origin Back to the sacred waters where Kings rise and Queens remember…
Hmm, I was once told that I wouldn’t be able to prevail because I think…
Fold ourselves into compromising positions Bending into downward facing dogs…
Are you lonesome tonight Do you crave the taste of my lips in the hour of twilight…
Touch you, touch the tip of your nose Touching your lips when your mouth is closed…
To whom hears me approaching beforehand of the night’s prelude…
Daily I have to fight the right, my right To live in a world full of drama, so my tinme is tight…
My chest is racing, open your celestial eyes after having closed them briefly…
Like a moth to a flame, This is Love Can be contained…
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