Category Archives: Poetry
Far Too Precious – Nina
Instead of worry about
The luxurious
Desires of woman or man
I want to reflect on pure
Essence of simplicity
You are far too precious
As so is the world
Take a deep breath for me
And know you are loved.
Sun Tzu – The Supreme Art
The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.
– Sun Tzu
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Source: Sun Tzu – The Supreme Art
The calm is my storm – Nina
My calm; it comes from the storms
Perhaps I remain in the eye
Visualizing the Individual cries
7 billion inhabitants; all inherit the sky
The storm is my calm as I look up
I see the dark clouds;
Sunlight fighting to gleam on us
Dusk till dawn
From the night till morn’
The calm is my storm.
Unique creature — Haiku out of africa
I saw a rare bird – one who soars and drifts and thinks – saw your reflection © Lize Bard @ https://wandererhaiku.wordpress.com/
Take. – Nina
I have not been myself it seems… and I can’t shake it off. I sit in my lingerie all alone and I want to be touched; to be your desire. I want to be taken. Here and now and forever. Asking when I’m going to see you but I’m on fire… burning n itching and clawing at the walls in my empty room… A wild animal.
Nothing quenches my thirst…biting down on myself but knowing I can’t do this alone. Whispering to myself what I wish you would do and say to me. And oh what I would do to you if you would let me… Mind racing; Back arching, with my head floating in pink clouds.
Take.
Afeni Shakur [1947 – 2016]
I guarantee that the seed you plant in love, not matter how small, will grow into a mighty tree of refuge. We all want a future for ourselves and we must now care enough to create, nurture and secure a future for our children.”
– Afeni Shakur
Rest In Peace Afeni Shakur — Thought Provoking Perspectives
R.I.P. Much love and respect to this phenomenal women. May your rest with the ancestors and I hope you are with your son again.
via Rest In Peace Afeni Shakur — Thought Provoking Perspectives
I’m Lucky
Fortunately for me.
I was fortunate enough to live to: 27 in: 2016.
I wander though lifes mystery.
I can leave the past in the past.
Its all his-tor-y
So why bother: fret-regret
I’m still breathin’ and I’m dreamin’
Keepin’ all my demons in check.
So what’s next?
I’m pretty hungry with a spiritual thirst
I’ve seen miracles work
And sometimes it’s when the lyricals spoke.
For what its worth.
Always returning to the earth; it’s a grounded approach.
Nina
Stolen Ideas
My mind; they now control it
Soulless
Stolen ideas they hold it
Internet infriction
I was too descriptive
Lock me up
My demon eyes open;
I was demonized hopeless
Now lifted the veil; gifted prevail
Looking at the new land and set sail
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