Silence keeps me frozen
But he won’t make a sound
So when he finds out that I died with ice in my heart,
Tell him to find this poem hidden under my bed
For he was way too beautiful to stay unwritten
But he was way too toxic to turn into another girl’s favourite poem
-AND THEN YOU WON’T LEAVE HER MIND//M.S.
I am black but at times I crack
I get tired and think of going back
When scared I simply think of hiding in the dark
But am still black. More than just my color.
I am black and so rare
You can stop and just stare
My identity that I feel to blare
Always proud, I must say, but this is more than just my color.
I am…[Read more]
Irritant ‘n’ the Icicle
Irritant irritated by irksome ‘n’ ill icicle
BJG(Blair Gaulton)June 2018
Do you agree that life is merely subjective?
Do you agree that memories are selective?
Pain a constant reminder of humanity’s dogma
For pleasure and lust has a bittersweet aroma
As you and I against the world falters in the struggle
As you and I forever was too much for us too hustle
Happiness is a goose chase rather than a state of m…[Read more]
Thoughts have the intent of the thought. Thoughts that inspire, are the meaningful thoughts, the meaningful emotional feeling thoughts, when thoughts are connected in true meaningful vibration and the laws of the universe can feel those meaningful intentions behind the thoughts and emotional feelings, the laws of the universe will bring through…[Read more]
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