#lashwrites poems on Hello Poetry

the black rose Nov 2019

for years ive wondered where my spark went,
or how my dark can go from dark as 'night'
to bright
as light
& vice versa.
ive wondered why my poems had only rhythm and surface,
barely passion or purpose.
-
barely spoke,
barely wrote anything so everything stayed glued to my insides
and slowly ate away all sense of everything.
im reckless and
i move slow because ill make a mess of anything
close enough.

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the black rose Nov 2019

sick humor.

ive tried to silence the violence by confiding in figures
and shadows that cared only for what made little to no common-sense at all.
ive tried to salvage my balance by breathing in and out,
choosing different routes,
using words of mouth &
switching paces,
running far away from faces that were all too familiar.
my family ties are all deeply rooted in the lies of who i swore to be &
its the sickest of humor how who i swore to be is nowhere close to who i am.
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the black rose Nov 2019

bcm

not looking for a lover...
only someone unafraid to become again.
aware of dangers, depth and death;
still in motion though curiosity poses as a threat.

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the black rose Oct 2019

journal journey: destined.

live presently in every moment;
as you embrace every expression
and explore every direction
without concern and without question because its destined...

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the black rose Oct 2019

as i look at me.

with no need for a mirror to determine my reflection,
she shows me who i am,
and the nature of my essence.
she displays
me,
effortlessly.
without influence or judgement.
without adjustment
or renovation.
she's inspiration,
she's motivation.
she's stillness
without stagnance or a bit of hesitation.
-

honored to be mother.

#lashwrites #bahamas

the black rose Oct 2019

those.

be mindful of the spaces unclear
and of what you might share
with those whom appear to be who they are not.
those that come off trimmed and polished
but their insides are rot.

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the black rose Oct 2019

inner sense

gotta go ghost,
running from a host of parasites.
parasites that want my light
and my vision,
they need my sight
and so they fight against me
with side eyes and envy.
-
they say that kind hearts come last,
i speak present talk and leave the past behind me.
no words can define me,
im a symbol of divine.
never questioning my mind
or what's mine...
-
i gain favor from the innocence,
cleansed of all the inner sins,
tapped into whats imminent.
connected to my inner sense.

#lashwrites #bahamas

the black rose Oct 2019

3.

of course id see it different,
everything is different on the inside.
looking out from the inside,
looking out for what's inside because
what's within is what's without...
-
its a secret society
built on trust and mutuality
all we got is us and all we got is everything
because everything is everything.
-

#lashwrites #bahamas

the black rose Oct 2019

choices

i realize that you will be who you are
and i am comfortable enough within myself
to allow you to express all that lies within you..
because who am i to try to change you?
after realizing my worth,
ive realized that nothing is worth enough to disrupt my peace.
gracefully,
i move away from what no longer serves me
or deserves me.
patiently,
i wait on divine actions to arise before i consider your place in my space...
are you here to give or take?
for mine or for your sake?
for mind, soul or warm embrace?
you see im powerful,
still you see only half.
so make your choice
and
i hate to make you choose
but its them or its me.
--
not in fear of or in face of an ego or some pride,
just protecting what lies inside ..

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the black rose Oct 2019

its easy to pretend you're okay until you can't anymore...

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i cant say that im ready to call it quits
or return to non-exist
but i am so tired of barely keeping it together.
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i want to escape but where?
im seeing things unclear,
my only space of comfort is no longer here.
as i attempt to live present in each moment,
im trying to stay open;
holding onto all that's left
still wishing and still hoping
that all things will come together by the good that is in me.
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my life is far beyond my understanding and
im having visions of living in a space that associates in no way,
shape or form with what stands before me...
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this cannot be all that there is to my story;
so what is my purpose?
is it deeper than surface?
im asking ,
how do i root myself in madness
to cultivate the magic?
how do i save myself and save the world,
to them im just a little girl with dreams of change,
who's oh so strange...

#lashwrites #bahamas