There is no try
There is no who, what, where and why.
Theres an emptiness
There is no eye… “I”
There is no me, yours and mine.
What exactly IS devine?
Have empathy and compassion
Only an empty hand can grasp this.
Untitled Recital. – Nina
I dont know what to fucking write; type out zen pages
Anime gay topless asians.
Well that was a weird flex but okay….
Sew an eyeball on your sunny day
Catch a fade with a grenade launcher filled with razor blades
I dont aim just pull the pin
Put my life out on a limb all for you; all in to win
Cause lifes a gamble I trample lifes obstacles
Through space; Im auronotical
Star gazing in the mirror; sober faded jumping off the roof
Im so… freshly dipped I drip like a chocolate covered cone
No… set to trip for; I do bad on my own
Im just a poetic nuissance
Im so reclusive; cant find me
Somebody remind me why I do this…
-Nina
Routine – Nina
I watch the digi clock flip numbers/ then slumber into wonder
I ride the spinning elyptical to reach pinnacle/ body minimal
Then I… glide pen on page to simply create/ send off; its made
Morning I speak all love to the one in awe/ shes my source
I always focus my breath to retrieve rest, is such/ lifes test
Used to rock mics/ gutter insights ignite
Its the Rythm n rhyme; line by line poetry/ the soul in me
Touch – Nina
Dreams of home are elsewhere; Nightmares are alive and well here
Mother nature undertaker; Come from caves awaken
To eat the souls of the wanderer; Vision conjoror
Deep dive division; Depth perception sceptic
I see all through the third; Vision looking down like birds
Types that write and strike ya vital nerves; Its all Obsurd
But cats can walk a fine line; so watch me define I
Supernatural signed off as I fly by.
So high I touch the skyline.
Raindrop City
Soon the rain comes to wash away dust
Dawn till dusk; tatters the roofs
Clicking and clacking
Seeping and seeking a path
The light reflects in the night; its abstract
The rain in this city is most fitting
To match the tone of poverty and addiction
How many more will I lose
Brothers and sisters forever Im missing
The rain takes my pain and excuse
I spend time sitting and listening
Watching it drip drop off the rooftop
Down my window and into the gutters
I open my shutters for it is fresh like the worlds wounds
Dont worry; Im not in a hurry brother
But Im coming soon.
Gone away
Can you remember when we were together?
I thought it was a neverending endeavor
Where does the time go?
Yesterday we were on the swingset
Sunsets and parties till dawn
Splash the ocean
Fast in motion
Now my friends pass away
Or are now simply gone
I know you rise like our smoke did
Sometimes I feel hopeless
I miss you like a flower without sun
Wilting away until my time has come
Clear. -Nina
I am alone. There is something surreal loneliness.
Hold my own. With a clear state of consciousness.
I’m feeling blessed. My destiny manifest
The daily quest. And I succeed in the test.
Pressing on. I’ll do my best; word is bond.
Build with my people. Moving up. and moving on.
So come with me. I used to run around the slum city.
Doing just about anything. For some fun; a buck fifty.
But things change. I set up my own stage.
And I ask for your help. Because theres a part to be played.
Dont be dismayed. By the corruption of the system.
The eyes telling lies And obstructing all our vision.
Everything you seek is in oneself.
To seek justlook inside. Finding the depths of your realm.
Or where I roam. Buddhism is my home.
I return to center. Clear to the temporal lobe.
Passing Time Atracting vibes
The new world of mine as like time everchanging
There can be no explanation; explaining is draining
Simplified is best I Left the intricuits obstaining
The new path to walk calm collected stone rock
Time barely has the time to tick tock in the fast lane Im shocked
My venture is obsessive dream states awaking
I was painstakingly awaiting; shaking like earth quaking
Upon arrival its trival trouble trivial Im minimul
Like hip hop subliminals you better love me
I type this ignited sitting comfy.
Samsara or nirvana
I dream of the promise land; where peace abides
Mountains streamline across the sky
Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom
I am given help along my jouney
Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth
This is my path and it was always meant for me
Rebirth; Samsara
Or a heavenly Nirvana
Ramble rhyme blot ink jot
They think Im somethin special But I think Im like everything from the shelf. Im. Just myself nothin else, nothin extraordinary. Nothing noteworthy from my inventory now heres the story. Im just trynna survive mine; Life. Im not a cat I dont got nine Lives. Just chillin n livin’ working on many things and one of them things forgiveness. Ive been beat up and down and I been around the block. Down and up and drinkin till Im drowned my sorrows weigh more than pounds n Im sorry. For anything that went down that hurt anyone along my journey. I try to keep my head up; right now I’m trynna get some bread up cause Im fed up with the sky high prices of simple ass stuff. Like a bed and a place to rest my head; this is crazy I cant even afford to live in a shed. When I wrote this; I simply bled emotions poetical therapy But naw Im not hopeless. Im actually ontop of it; climbing n never droppin it; philosophies im trying to follow it and acknowledging my own accomplishments.
Nina
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