That… twinkle in your eyes
That… dimple in your smile
All the little things…
The simplest devine.
-Nina
Category Archives: Poetry
Love.
“It hits me like a mac truck…”
“What does?”
“Love!
And when it does,
She’s the only one Im thinking of.”..
-Nina
Fall of The Ziggurat.
We were labeled as pagans
Working in mines past the ages
No wage; Simple and plain
Human rights? Disdained them…
Sent to slave labor camps
Passports taken
“entrapt”
But whispers shared
Dared a final snare…
At last the rebellion
Stallions ride.
Swords drawn,
Blood fall.
The streetlights flickered out
Ousted the corrupted snouts.
Too many centuries
Come and past…
At last
The fall of the Ziggurat…
-Nina
Riding n Rhyming; The Bus Sun Rise -Nina
Jotting rhymes / On the bus; Its a good vibe Good ride 🙂 The hundred to my girlys / JusssChillin’ Nothin’ but the Sunshine Cascades my eyes Kendrick in my headphones / Off probation in…
Delight – Great Middle Way
Overcome your uncertainties
and free yourself from dwelling in sorrow.
If you delight in life,
you will become a guide to those who need you,
revealing the path to many.
―Buddha Shakyamuni
Silliness.
They said I couldn’t have my cake… and eat it too.
Clearly they did not know… How to consume food.
——-
She was so full of such silliness.
The silliness was baffling.
An astounding amount of silliness
An incomprehensible silliness
A silliness that surpassed the sands of time
Forever and ever and ever…
Was the silliness…
…
Anyways, want some cake!?
-Nina
Eyes on the prize…
Let the creativity flow
There are no mistakes in growth
Simply lessons
You are no lessor
Keep your head high
and your eyes on the prize…
-Nina
untitled day 362 — Dana Ansari’s Trans Girl Blog
When you close your eyes on the subway. Because you don’t want them to look into your eyes. To see what you’ve become last night – and cast off yet again. That your only hope and desire is for your next hit of unconditional acceptance. As the world speeds around you. Your […]
Misty Rain on Mt. Lu – Su Tung-P’o
“Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.
When you have not yet been there,
many a regret surely you have;
but once there and heading homeward,
how matter-of-fact everything looks!
Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.”
—- Su Tung-P’o
Im here…
Finally I have arrived in this Mecca of adventure.
Overwhelming wonder ; I really exited the placenta!
Watching in awe; This world flying by me.
This is really it…
Im Shy…
Two Worlds Just Collided.
-Nina
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