God is shedding my old flower petals that were damaged from emotional trauma from the prison of my own decaying flower field in the middle of toxic oilfields of road to nowhere on the ground of new beginnings on a chapter of new horizons
Expanding into my new identity in a new group of flowers who stretches their new leaves like me
tiffanyr
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"Blossom into A Flower"
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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Tiffanyr says: Thanks love_Supreme |
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Belindathapoet says: This is beautiful, Thanks for sharing |
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Tiffanyr says: I appreciate the compliment, and I didn't mind sharing at all |
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love_supreme says: I like this poem. |
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Tiffanyr says: Thanks for liking the poem I appreciate it so much. Love_supreme |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY tiffanyr
"Spray Away"Spray away the generational curses placed within my family Spray away the hate I had within myself with regrets Spray away the defeat that the prison of negativity taught me in the cells of them white walls where I kept my depression in Spray away the fear that kept me in an cage Spray away the fear that kept me in it's place Spray away the haters in the church and out It's Jesus even when I messed up in sin he rescued me and had me floating on the cloud of his memory  |
"Blossom into A Flower"God is shedding my old flower petals that were damaged from emotional trauma from the prison of my own decaying flower field in the middle of toxic oilfields of road to nowhere on the ground of new beginnings on a chapter of new horizons Expanding into my new identity in a new group of flowers who stretches their new leaves like me |
"Distraction vs Divinity "Distractions are the illusions of my fantasy in my once happy galaxy Distractions should have been my middle name like a suitcase, I grabbed it by the handle and made it my baggage full of worry, envy, and self-doubt Men were my distraction, good and bad, my bad habit, my addiction I need some divinity, healing, hope, a sound mind God give me mercy, time to unwind |
"Sensual not Sexual"Objectifying the viewpoint of the creation of God image was men's lust to drive up their powers within their egos We are viewed as pawns trophy's for just the eyes of temptation of dopamine for entertainment purposes only We are eye candy an object to toss in the sea of fantasy world Let's stand up prove a point, show we are more than our bodies, more than society standards We are mothers, sisters, friends and mature Remember we can be " Sensual not Sexual ", intellectual and mature |
"Negativity is my Cancer""Negative is my Cancer " Feeling pains in my body in an unexpected way Life is flashing before my eyes in a sudden way What are these symptoms? Oh, it's negativity coming close once again I won't let it defeat me I will win I will rise and be my own sunshine in my own flight I will take these tests and ace them I will beat the odds |
"Pen And An Notepad"With my pen and an Notepad I vision myself on a mic with an stand I want to be on stage with an band spitting verses free form from the top of my head Brainstorming is my specialty having that pen in my hand is extraordinary to my imagination |
"Short Prize"Temporary prize is an Temporary sensation on an short path of unrealization of an "short prize" of an unthinkable temptation Temporary thoughts are an contest of fear trying to win an grade, trying to win the race of inseparable escape |
" Servants of Men"In my own plantation, in my own lure of desires, I allowed my prison of poison to become obsessive of men who I barely vision in reality Injected in my own brainwashed brain into my veins, I get delusional blurred by what society says is perfectionism, their rules, their standard of living My eyes be looking to be a servant of men, their one and only before I get an invitation to labels by God God should be the only one to claim me his prized possession, his treasure in the stars, but the strings of the devil speaks in my ear to be on the stairwell of "Servants of men" be where they stand. |
" Solitary Confinement"In the cell of universe I grip the bars of gravity Trying to scream and shout , but the oxygen I am without floating in the darkness of prison space my negativity was my gear that I wear , but also the demon I created within my own delusional minds pace Solitary Confinement caused me side effects of hallucinations, isolation, hopelessness, suicidal visions that I contemplate on taking action or following christ with who I unite Part the red sea of light reaching beyond my destiny by the touch of your garment white as clouds passing along the skyline of the skyscrapers and ocean views Judge Grant me my spiritual bail in your courts your university Can I walk across the golden stage and get pass the golden gate?" You can have my life as an scroll and lock beyond my past mistakes |
"Nyquil"These men be making me sleepy with their boredom So I had to take "nyquil" just to enjoy them Give me some intellect some stimulation not just an random sensation Give me wisdom Give me knowledge wake my mind up like an alarm clock My energy be draining from the narcissistic views and opinions of Netflix and chill No I'm not cold I don't have an chill No I don't need let's watch movies pill I just want an conversation that will give me an thrill that put me on an galaxy that will seem unreal My eyes are getting sleepy what is it that I don't have to rely on is "Nyquil" |