Posts
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Ray of Sunshine x3
I’m a cosmic explosion
Red carpet at my feet
I glide along a crystal lake
Listen as a speak,
Because my knowledge is impeccable
My spirit is electric,
My confidence is soaring high
Some say that its eclectic. -
My midnight rant
I know that I’m lucky,
I know that I’m blessed
For the billions of things that I have, and yet,
I’m going to do it –
I’m sorry I must –
Life is annoying, I’m making a fuss.
In these strange times -
Papillon
I’d like to be a butterfly
And drunkenly flap around
Intoxicated on nectar and pollen.
Flitting from one flower to another
Resting to show off my wings.
Dancing atop a flower petal.
Do you like them?
My wings I mean. -
Vibranium Queen
Inspired by Maya Angelou's Poem 'Still I Rise'
I've been stomped on
Trod on, beat down, turned 'round
And my hands can barely take more cracks
As my blue veins have turned orange
But no matter.
I'll rise. -
Our Promise
I love you too much to argue with you
I like you too much to be mad
I accept you too much to quarrel with you,
I'm here in the good and the bad.
Each piece of my heart is a gift for your soul
Each smile a gratitude sign. -
The Cosmic Machine
crystal wires cant be cut
by pliers, only crystal dust
concocted from the moon itself
transported by cosmic shelves.
Diamons fences can't be broke
by lazers, only emreld bows
And pulled by magma strings and silk
Loves
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The little girl at midnight
Once upon a time,
There was a little girl
Barely above the age of 7
Forcing her eyes
To stay open
Awaiting the new year
The little girl
Was excited
She believed
Everything would work out
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gratitude
My happiness had grown tremendously after a week of using a gratitude journal. Taking a moment each night to reflect on something or someone you are grateful for made my day so much better. It helped me focus on the positive aspects of my life.
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The Blue Bucket
I was 11—just a little girl playing on the swing set. I saw the picnic table, a white mother and her daughter were walking toward me. They were getting closer and closer as their baritone steps bared down on the rough pavement.
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Surrender
The screen stares back at me:
9:30 pm,
an unfinished assignment,
a deadline due.
My weary chest heaves a heavy breath.
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Miss You
I miss you like I miss my childhood and good God,
I think it's because that's what you were.
You were a childhood fantasy and now you are gone
we're
two teenagers who don't look when we pass in the hall
