The Soft Collapse Of Balance

The Soft Collapse Of Balance

There’s a hush beneath the moment, a slant inside the hemisphere

An unbalance slowly folding though no one knows, but its loud to ears, to eyes, crystal clear

A quiet kind of teeter, a sway without a sound

The circle starts its breaking while my sacred spirit holds its ground

Respect remains unbroken, but the silhouette shared has thinned

Some words tumble heavy in the silence and cannot be gathered in

Some truths fall profoundly in the stillness, leaving shadows not meant for me

Certain confessions shift the balance in ways that cannot be unspoken or unseen

So, I lift my quiet waters I let my presence drift away

I fly where peace is present and old echoes cannot stay

For thoughts that turn to �...

BODY AND SOUL (Dedicated To My Black Panther Scorpion King)

This is a reckless dream

My soft palms wandering over your triceps, biceps, leaning down whispering in your ear, ‘taste the essence of my cream’

All that Mandingo hair showing of great strength, no shh… here, this is lovemaking from screen to screen

Laying there with your hands locked back your head

Slowing strip teasing for you, one foot gracing the bed

Moving aside my lacy thong of red

My King, this vixen wants to play, opening my thighs wider for some desires to be felt, the time well spent

At... at... no stroking that girth of yours, all eyes on me love, as you watch me finger myself, savoring the flavor, smearing the honeyed coating around my lips, foreplay kisses until you have my back bent

No time to act coy

I am your soft midnight toy

You, my throne of riding in the agony of the sweetest joy

Mm... Would you like to lap over my dark-brownish tits, my King of Love

THE DECLARATION OF OWNERSHIP & EMPIRE

For Poets, Poetesses, Authors, Musicians, Creators, and Digital Visionaries

I. THE THRONE & THE CROWN

Your throne is your intellectual property. Your crown is your metadata. Your legacy is your ownership.

This declaration exists because too many creators lose their crowns before they even realize they had one.

I speak from lived experience, not theory.

II. THE LLC — THE EMPIRE FOUNDATION

Your LLC is the legal house that protects your empire.

It:

shields your intellectual property
protects your brand
secures your catalog
fortifies your identity layers
establishes legal standing in the human world and the AI world

Without an LLC, creators operate exposed. With an LLC, creators operate fortified.

Creators must:

form an LLC in your state ($99–$300)
publish under your LLC
copyright under your LLC
assign ISRCs...

A Scented Love Letter… to the Greek Gods, of thee

Breathlessly awaiting the cosmic explosion of rendering the temples of Mt. Zion to Mount Olympus  
The expressions of my scrolls are told upon King’s hardened wish  
Wandering words sailing to the Queens of Egypt in the Nile their bodies dipped
Queen Hatshepsut, thoughts of history I placed upon the whispers of her mind
To search the river to draw out the baby of divine

Champions of war for a touch of my imperial skin
Documented in your heart as I compose the origin of the universal’s sin  
What good deed is found in man whose faith has turned to dust, his demeanor stone cold
The rewards of his tilled land with debauchery guiding his barren soul
Wisdom and knowledge are more sacrosanct than silver and gold

The muse of your biblical annotations
Upon earth, embedded on tombs in Cairo my alluring incantations
I, Polyhymnia, the Greek Muse of s...

A Haitian French Creole Queen Bowing To A Hebrew King

This was one powerful King and found to be in God’s favor, bequeathed upon the accession of his throne by his father King David. Most historians have failed to properly manifest the importance of this Darkened Hue Hebrew King who ruled Israel with an iron fist and was spiritually noted to be fair and less grievous in his principles.

I wanted to take the time to pay homage to one of my blessed Kings from the pages for all his extremity gifts that have somehow seeped into the fabric of life.

Allow me in words to take you through the rise of King Solomon until the ascension of his son, his only heir, Raba. It is a beautiful blessing to admire a prominent King, the leader of his country, the man, the poet, and the queen who admired this magnificent crown. His name dripping off the lips of every maiden far and wide. Without effort and without vain, he mesmerized the Queen of Sheba and gained a political ally throughout his reign. Henceforth, and though these are his ...

From the Founder & CEO of Another K Production, LLC Kemymalia (K.)™

From the Founder & CEO of Another K Production, LLC  
Kemymalia (K.)™

I want to share something respectfully regarding my experience here on PoetryVibe. All of the work I post on this platform,  my poems and the copyrighted episodes I release alongside my videos, is part of a larger creative series under my company, Another K Production, LLC. My writing is intentional, structured, and part of a complete creative universe I’ve built over time.

Because of that, I take the presentation of my work seriously.

Recently, a new game feature was placed under every poem on the site, including my copyrighted poems and the episodes I post with my visuals. While I understand the platform may be exploring new ways to engage readers, this particular feature does not align with the tone or purpose of my work. My poems and episodes are not meant to be used as word games or playful interactions, and for me, it takes away from the seriousness an...

I Pledge Of Allegiance

You gave us the throne of the universe

Love and honor unto humanity as we daily converse

Standing around too long, arrested because too slow to disburse

The storms, the sun, the rains

Unnatraul western  emollients to ease the discomfort of our pains

The window of opportunity to ensue at our feet

Life, liberty, and the pursuit as great minds greet

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Labored breaths, that beaming light cast on my soul in the moment of time I felt

A promise from Your Son, You, we shall divinely meet

The bombs are still so loud

Faces eradicated as citizens who once stood begging for freedom in crowds

Does that old Star Spangled Banner still wave

How many more lives to be taken before being lowered in graves

We gave you the oath of our loyalty by countless votes

You stand as Commander in Chief, have you fo...

CONFLICT OF INTEREST

Sparkling diamonds, such a joy to see, wear
From the jewels embedded in my earlobes, adorned around my neck
To the crown of prominence resting atop my curly hair
Whose hands dipped into the Motherland to give me my illustrious shine
Sweltering in the heat to siphon consumerism out of those diamond mines

Violating the earth of its unclaimed resource
My babies snatched from my arms, marched to labor without a choice
Conflict in the toil night and day
No feast to the table to eat
Gun toting under a political regime’s watchful eye, hands cut off for the disobeyed
Silenced anger witnessed, gasps of dismay
Indoctrinated kid slaves unto its nation kneel in mud, murky waters, yet no time to pray
Funding the plan to systemically kill each other
Bringing down the lineage of brother to brother

The Kimberley Process in solitude is slow to its feet to address
Please broaden your agenda...

LITTLE PEOPLE

Manhatten, New York

Friday Evening

I had my Goddaughter with me for the entire weekend. Her parents had to attend a wedding in Washington, D.C, so guess who was appointed to care for her for two days. That’s a lifetime to me. Now, take in consideration. I am used to going and coming as I please, no little person under the age of nine, being in charge of my existence.

I had to postpone my workout session on Saturday afternoon to get up and cook? Who me? The queen of yogurt, soy, tofu and flaxseed. We started out on a bad foot, in regards to my strict vegetarian diet. I had to actually go grocery shopping at the break of dawn.

I grabbed my small shopping cart, after she demanded I wipe it down two more times. Then I had to literally pick her up and assist her in getting inside the cart…a cart, really. What is the world coming too?

We strolled aisle by aisle looking for food items to satisfy her palate. I ...

Reflections on Procrastination:

Pondering the Patterns and Possibilities of Delay

Procrastination: Shelter for Aspirations

Today, I found myself not only considering my own patterns but deeply questioning the essence of procrastination itself. Why is it that countless others often get caught in this recurring cycle? At times, it feels as though putting things off serves as a protective embrace for our dreams and ambitions, keeping them tucked away where they’re safe from reality’s harsh light. By postponing action, we create a space where our hopes and ideas can exist without the immediate pressure to be realized. Could it be that procrastination is less about avoidance and more about nurturing creativity in a hidden, unpressured realm?

The Dual Nature Of Delay: Imagination Versus Action

Delaying tasks can sometimes be a means of allowing ourselves to imagine endless possibilities, letting our minds wander freely without the c...