Dreaming of Drowning

Maybe because I’m an Aquarius

Maybe it has nothing to do with this

I’m not sure but…

The white capped waves wade and I am calmed

Any issues handed down are palmed

Worries are beached and their own to each

Soft, gritty, serenity below my feet

I am weak…

But the lady of the water carries me

For eternity I wish to be covered entirely

So the lady of the water marries me

Soothed by her commotion

Comforted by her motion

Waving in her wetness

Consummation with the lady of the ocean

First legs…then eyes opened

I am awoken…

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Bedazzled

I was stuck to you

Tried so hard to shine for you

Thought you’d be dazzled

Thinking Out Loud

Sometimes I think

Well, I think all the time…

At least I think I’m always thinking

What do you think?

I don’t think it really matters

Not what you think, but what anyone thinks

Everyone can think

So what makes what you think matter more than what I think?

Maybe no one should be thinking 

Or maybe I’m thinking too much

Have You Ever Wandered?

I don’t really know. 

What exactly is knowing anyway?
To know is to have learned. 

To learn is to have been taught. 

To have taught is to have thought. 

Thoughts wander…

To be able to teach is to have once wandered. 

The Break Up is Official

Please go check out my video on YouTube. It’s a simple thank you for everyone who has kept up with my series The Break Up. I just wanted to let everyone know that I really appreciate all the advice and critiques as I enjoyed the entire process. The video can be found here. Also I’d ask that everyone check out my new series Messages From LV. I posted only a snippet of it to spark some interest and the rest of the first part will be posted tomorrow morning so be on the look out. If you haven’t already, you can check out the final part to the series The Break Up: Aftermath.  Again, thank you all so much.

-Too Distinct the Poet

Untitled (Written May 29th 2015)

You dishonor the father and your mother
When you murder your own brothers over colors

We become fools instead of royalty 

When you as a queens doubt your kings

We become weaker as men if you listen 

To how we speak down on our women 

And trade the name bitch for their givens

One thing I learned…

You get what you earn 

Polo and Jordan’s but mama struggling 

Designer doesn’t mean anything when family still suffering 

How We Were

Burning candles
Chilled wine
Precipitation falling from the skies
I’m reminiscing on the time

When we were young
Not much meant anything
Somehow things that were nothing
Now mean everything

Money. Work. Society.
Youth was a blessing
No worries like, who would lie to me
You were truly your own deity

How do we replenish those child-like spirits?
Where when life was amplified by problems we couldn’t even hear it
If a situation was troubling we wouldn’t go near it
How do we replenish those child-like spirits?

Untitled.

I imagine your touch
I impersonate your feel
Love and pain,
No denying what we have is real
I can’t be fine with you leaving
I miss your presence
Just can’t seem to fake your essence
In need of your love
Can’t live without your existence
I’d die without our commitment
Seems like we have everything but consistence
See but it’ll all be fine with a little persistence.

You.

Weekends playing Sims 3
Army Wives and Weeds on Netflix
No cable tv
Came with 2 bags and the intention to nurture
Knew I never wanted you to leave
So why did I hurt her?
I’d die for you
I’d even commit murder
Your looks kill
Your love keeps me living
I know I messed up
I hope I’m forgiven

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