Anime, My Poetry, Poetry Untitled November 7, 2023 goodnightnina Leave a comment To stay in the moment is a difficult task, or to look at onseselves entirely Constantly my mind is dividing me I feel as though my moment are fleeting, escaping and changing Always trying to make way Everything seems dark but maybe, just maybe Im mistaken If only I can stand unshaken.
Cyberpunk, Hip Hop, My Poetry, Poetry Illest kid filled with bliss. February 6, 2023 goodnightnina Leave a comment My dreams escape and influence pages; Sparked like the sage is Im the flyest livewire Thick haze; sharp like switch blade Untouchable. Deluxe Triple XL clothes so Im comfortable
My Poetry, Poetry Untitled May 12, 2022 goodnightnina Leave a comment Infinite black skies as I arise; No more need to why As I search for my finds; Awake by design-mind Zen like street light as the trees sway in the breeze Darkest night; sparked as words take flight Nuero receptors part like the red sea; calm and deadly Medley for a monk; a mantra like funk Tough luck and taken as a blessing Heal and resting and manifesting the next thing
Anime, My Poetry, Poetry Free – Nina January 5, 2022 goodnightnina Leave a comment just lemme be free / lemme be me /take this blindfold off so I can see / I wanna breathe / I wanna speakeasy / I wanna walk in the trees / get lost in a breeze / I wanna feel the world freeze / I wanna free my mind / I wanna be alive – Please.
Anime, My Poetry, Poetry Say whut now. Kung pow January 4, 2022 goodnightnina Leave a comment Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo All the way to the loony bin With my new found friend imaginary twin Never met but was there from the begin Henceforth Im back to the latter As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter No matter I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form The only thing Im on is the coffee bean No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action Just walked in slushy snow with no traction Amidst the lost and confused But I find myself when Im out its a muse The city is music to my ears When you read this? Your the only one who hears
Anime, My Poetry, Poetry Here I am January 3, 2022 goodnightnina Leave a comment In the dark of night I arise once again To collect my thoughts I write with pen Its about time I do this again With no regrets where does this stem? How long have I been in this place My skyscraper oasis Thousands of faces As the city tells tales naked Must be about a year now I was losing my mind but Im here now Nada to fear now Its so clear now Cool; calm; collected Solemnly protected by my own perspectives I walk with a thousand spirits I can see; smell and hear this They touch with a thousand arms to feel this
My Poetry, Poetry What October 1, 2021 goodnightnina Leave a comment I feel like a sloth; tired aloft a computer chair Coffee in one hand; vape in the other Wishing I had slept in. Winnie the pooh “Oh bother”. Need another cup of coffer As I begin to awake; A slight optimism Maybe today isnt… So bad No sad; frown upside down. Just another funky day to runaway Asking me to come’n’play Guess I’ll have some fun today.
Art, My Poetry, Poetry September 13, 2021 goodnightnina Leave a comment 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.
My Poetry, Poetry Routine – Nina August 13, 2021 goodnightnina Leave a comment 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
Anime, Art, My Poetry, Poetry Touch – Nina August 12, 2021 goodnightnina Leave a comment 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.
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