Inhaling
Closing heavy eyes
Return to the moment
Exhaling negative energy
Return
Exhale
Now I’m where I’m meant to be
Luminous in nature
I’ve returned.
Exhale
Nina Yin.
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Tag Archives: Poetry
Saul Williams, Sonja Sohn. Slam ; Thug Poetry
Two minutes, before I Run Free or Die
This poem plays a huge role for me as a writer; The movie Slam resonated deep inside me. This is just one of the poems in the movie…
My back is against a brick wall
I got a Mack truck two inches from MY FACE!!
Well run free baby, run now
It just looks hard, but it would be, SOOO easy
Just turn around and go!
Clip all the wires, hook-ups and hangups
And then you’re HOME FREE
You can give birth, to an excuse so easily
You’ll believe it’s always been there
While the natural order made-to-order
By your forever clever MIND
CONSTANTLY protecting you against things
You no longer need to be protected FROM!
AND I, BELIEVE!
I believe like a holy roller
Singing sweaty preaching Go Tell It On The Mountain
While speaking in twenty different tongues and diving
In ten thousand feet of baptismal water
Without a life preserver
I believe like my bullet-ridden brother
Out there somewhere RIGHT NOW
Gurgling blood through his LAST BREATH
Spitting out a red bright prayer
So new, so sweet, so baby fresh
So full of truth he thinks he can save his life!
God does not exist in desperation
And Hope is lying dead, somewhere in the sewer
Down the street around the corner in the alley
Underneath the feet of somebody
ITCHING SCRATCHING TREMBLING
JONES’N for that next hit and suckin somebody’s dick!
Got two minutes y’all
I got TWO MOTHERFUCKIN MINUTES
Before I run free or die, y’all!
Two minutes…
Before I, smash my face into the grill of a Mack truck
Before I get, ten thousand bricks shoved up my ass
Before I, RUN, FREE OR DIE.
Sonja John
Slam – the movie
Tears – Nina
Last night cried so hard
Happy tears and sad tears
It’s okay to cry life’s not easy
I get so worried … Friends and family.
I get ultra sensitive.
Cried tears of joy like “thank you”,
love is powerful.
I’m lucky to be alive.
With love. – Nina
I’m not sure what mood you’re in.
Just know you are loved,
Go to your happy place and write.
With love.
Nina
Freestyle poetry. The world in our two seconds. By Nina Yin
Shooting stars.
Bright as a shooting star, igniting the universe;I am born once again.
Illuminating the cosmos. Mesmerizing truths and realizations baffled before so clear now.
I was lost, trampling snow in a place unknown overthrown in self doubt and conflicted loathe.
I was self indulged in self destruction malnourished of real substance encompassed in self corruption never seeing light it’s obstructed.
But that’s past tense I’m fastened in my journey to my last quest, luminous natural like when the grass bends.
Blooming and blossoming. Autumn leaves. Calming breeze. A soldier like me only armed with peace.
Customized juxtaporized to my reborn self conducting rhymes that unlock the mind.
See clear.
The infinite number is single, you in this moment a single bell ringing, it humbles.
Nina Yin
There is only oneness
Photo post by @astroloupicus.
Source: There is only oneness
Smiling Nina
I smile through great obstacles
Strive for the moments of magic
I see it all around me, dancing along the city lights
In the essence of my home and my lover.
Pushing, striving to keep this magic alive.
I would’ve guessed I’d be dead by now when I was youth;
Depressive state.
But now….
Everything’s is in its place
With the potential to become something better.
I become less and less afraid; stronger every day.
Smiling…
Nina
Mother Earth
This isn’t about me oh but if I “wrote” it it must be.
Remaining in a learning stage forever; blessing and a burden.
Earth is but only a planet with life, it is ours nonetheless.
Shall we not take care of it as usual? Disregard the constant.
All shalt say “no”, on one blessed day to come together.
Human consciousness has infinite potential; universal power.
Love and kindness is such pinnacle of this form.
Unto you it is given to do as you wish.
Life is suffering but don’t fret, it’s yin and yang: a normality.
One day at a time with goodness; an uplifting intent.
It gradually grows and spreads like a mighty tree, un-movable.
A tree doesn’t know it is a tree but oh how important she is.
Mother earth.
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