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Hyphen. Gasping for Air
Quest quest questionz’
Only me and my reflectionz’
Have me left guessin’ gaspin’ 4 air’
I wanna’ see thangs clear n’
Not despair’
I’ve lived too many daydream nightmarez’
Upon these days revolve’ the self doubt’
In out and about’
Wishin’ I had clout n a stout’
Aerosol candid bandit’
Maybe a mic n my hand its’ jus a little’
Piece of the puzzle’
The pitbull muzzle’
Hyphen’
Reciting lyrical exitement’
Take a bite of forbidden fruits’
Strange…
The way these rhymes take me away.
Nina
Lil Rhyme Poetry – Nina
Inspite of my risked flight heres some insight to my intwined mind designed to inspire
Nothing required; building from a comforting nothingness to be blunt ignorance is bliss and just oh so comforting
But no views distorted, as far as I’ve seen or noticed. Visionary mind state I escalate and remain focussed
The persuit of happiness is on track mathmatically; tapping into my potential of a well that fills and distills drastically
Conform to no norms, I’m in no way shape or form a part of a swarm a touch comforting warmth
I like runways of sunrays that come blaze the concrete Im amazed at the phases Ive been through I’m feeling complete
My girl and I build together; nothing ever felt so real, Im feeling the future will help us keep it here n still always will just be together
Nina
The World We Built
The World We Built The life of a human being comes from a set of callings. Some are called to live with something to leave. Some are called to live with nothing to leave. The truth is, everybody has something to leave when they leave. The world they built. People build their own […]
via The World We Built (An Oratorical Piece) — Lonely Blue Boy
Passion; one way or another. – Nina
Instead of bullshitting I’m going to tell you… Of my passions for danger; they always have been there and always will ignite my soul. I’ve done things and seen things and been places and although left with some regrets… Although the regrets run deep…
I can’t ignore this burning desire for the unknown intertwined darkness; it always ascends on my life one day; in one way way or another.
What is it this time Nina?
The search — Haiku out of africa
time always moving – the seasons passing with speed – find simplicity © Lize Bard @ https://wandererhaiku.wordpress.com/
Riding 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 2 months
Aww hell no
No more court cases / No conditions / no red zones 😉
Art for charity; clarity
Krylon in my leather purse for the letter work…
For what it’s worth
I write with the eyes of Buddha watching over
N Somehow… / Ive Gotten sober in this crazy world
Ive lost a lot of friends n that…
But we all need ends n that…
For all the people in the world that helped me
I hope that I can get you back. 🙂
Peace.
Nina
Story n Poetry; Alive – Nina
Without language and open eyes, Running through a mossy forest I roused out of the bush Into the city. I was curious of the lights through the windowpanes And of the cars and trains, Cityskapes and cranes. I was playful and oblivious; toying with fire. With colorful emotions and with speech… Who is that… Making the onlookers angry with the innocent grins. Concrete playgrounds with monsters and mongrels, Angels and demons. In this City of Sin
Unaware of gifted assistance, I manifested different stories for my journey and an inexplicable imagination good, bad, the ugly, magnificence; Bouncing around the new jungle like a gypsy , Speaking in different tongues And resting my head; wherever suits best. Falling in and out of love. Hope and loss .
Not sure if I was found or lost.
It’s all in the head.
Nina
in The Darkest of Places
In the darkest of places
in marshes and wastelands
dirty basements; the aces
words utter; just traces
the nameless; the faceless
the dirtiest liquor; to taste it
Inspirations I play with
Come from the darkest of places…
Simplicity Haiku
Simplicity, its…
Its soft n warm to the touch
Easy on the eyes
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