Thoughts RUN WILD.
FREE of course
Monday, January 16, 2012
Everyone is quick to give advice but few actually swallow their own pill
Let me make something quite clear, advice is additional opinions or assumptions which are offered by those who usually have been in a situation and what they've chosen to share with you they themselves would have used that approach but when the time came they failed to do so or the assumptions are from what has been equally shared via information. At the end of the day....you are in the situation and how you approach it, you'll live with that result not no one else so fuck all the opinions.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Peace...new poem
It's a sign
It's the pointer and the middle finger combined
It's the protest against war
It's a baby's face as he or she smiles within their sleep
It's the elements of a void fulfilled
It's the calm of the storm
It's the silence in the room
It's the art of humanity
It's the call of all religions
It's what we all desire in the innermost place of self
It's that refreshed slumber you've awaken from
It's the sunrise and the sunset
All natural elements of the earth
But for me one thing surpasses all this
God's love
Everlasting peace...
B.poetic.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Living...new poem
I wake up in the morning
I praise God
I look outside
I check my phone
I lay in bed a little while longer
I fall back into a coma deep sleep
I wake up again
Give God another shout out
And start the day...
This is my daily pattern
This is also my daily struggle
I'm focused on the big things but its the little things that count
I wonder what my day would consist of as a mother, a philanthropist, activist, feminist, a politician, a protester, a social worker, a laborer in a sweatshop, a beautician, a beauty queen...ha
Would I grasp the picture depicted to me on a daily or would I be wishing or rather praying for my daily as a child would in a third world country?
I walk to the corner store to get something to eat
Say hi to the Japanese owner Ms. Lee
Walk back to the house
Taking a look at the sky and sweating in this humidity
Crack jokes till night falls
Walk upstairs
Take a shower
Walk to my room
Close the light and let the AC blast till the day starts over again
...and I call this living?
I have yet to experience such a thing.
b.poetic
Friday, July 16, 2010
Scared...new poem
My heart is racing
Adrenaline is pumping
My tear ducts are filling
My body is burning
My heart is aching
I'm scared
I may say I'm alright but clearly I'm not
I may say I'm cool but evidently my body has another story to tell
I'm losing weight
Not that necessary weight that all females want to lose for all the right reasons
You know tis the season for the summer body but my body is going through it
I'm eating one meal a day not knowing what the darkness might bring
I close my eyes to sleep and I start dreaming of false hopes
Anger fills my chest as I expell the contents of my mind and the things every crevice of it has held for years through my lips
But yet I wake up and those things remain unsaid
I hope and pray for a new day but at the end I still feel this unavoidable void
So the sadness begins to creep upon me
Wraps me in its garments of torture and softly speaks into my ears the things I avoid daily
I desire to purge this soul of mine but who can I run to when I'm simply
Scared
Fear is etched on my skin
My aura reeks of the stench and everyone can smell it upon me
My heart beats
My soul cringes
My mind races beyond the fog
Love can make you do some crazy things
Feel certain ways
Like an uncertain high where you just smoke just to see if you've reached your peak but inhale the deepest of clout
But tonight I closed my eyes
Opened my heart
The innermost chambers thereof and prayed for the first time in months
Fear is uncertainty
Being scared is the momentum of uncertainty
Prayer clears the conscience and transforms this clout into a sound thought
I'm me again
b.poetic
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Drunk...new poem
Intoxicated
A wino filled with emotions that cease to exist when the bottle touches the lips
Warm liquids fill the throat and the equilibrium is thrown off suppressing those feelings that i should be addressing
Intoxicated
My eyes shine with a beautiful gloss shiner than a pearl discover beyond the seas crevices
Your face is a blur and your words enter my ear canal as if the wind mimics your voice sweet and hot like humidity of a summers night
Taking flight are you words above my head because clearly I haven't even soaked in what you've said to me
I'm intoxicated
Walking as if a baby has taken its first steps and yet I fall on the sediments of the concrete jungle and begin to wonder will i ever reach the highest peak of these skies above me
Here you are lending me a hand
I see black for a second
I blink my eyes and cold sweat covers my brow
The taste of bile is on my lips
I look and yet the kaleidescope of colors of each street is before me
Hues of red, yellow, green, blue, and soft whites
Oh how i love the city
My equilibrium returns
I taste liquor on my tongue
I taste sweat on my lips
Heat rises and falls slowly
We walk underground to go our separate ways and walk above soon to see the morning light
What a night to remember
b.poetic
A wino filled with emotions that cease to exist when the bottle touches the lips
Warm liquids fill the throat and the equilibrium is thrown off suppressing those feelings that i should be addressing
Intoxicated
My eyes shine with a beautiful gloss shiner than a pearl discover beyond the seas crevices
Your face is a blur and your words enter my ear canal as if the wind mimics your voice sweet and hot like humidity of a summers night
Taking flight are you words above my head because clearly I haven't even soaked in what you've said to me
I'm intoxicated
Walking as if a baby has taken its first steps and yet I fall on the sediments of the concrete jungle and begin to wonder will i ever reach the highest peak of these skies above me
Here you are lending me a hand
I see black for a second
I blink my eyes and cold sweat covers my brow
The taste of bile is on my lips
I look and yet the kaleidescope of colors of each street is before me
Hues of red, yellow, green, blue, and soft whites
Oh how i love the city
My equilibrium returns
I taste liquor on my tongue
I taste sweat on my lips
Heat rises and falls slowly
We walk underground to go our separate ways and walk above soon to see the morning light
What a night to remember
b.poetic
Friday, July 10, 2009
Friends with Benefits...The Good, The Bad and The ugly but simply the truth.
Friends with Benefits is an excuse to be with someone on a greater level past platonic. It is something that people use to see if they are compatible with someone else they've viewed as a friend for a long time and then put into play all the characteristics of a relationship without giving it a title. Maybe its because the title creates a barrier that most don't like and are afraid to live up to or maybe its simply the cheap feel of what a relationship should be.
Personally, I've been through this and I have gotten caught up, which is not a pleasant feeling if the feelings you grow to have aren't reciprocated in the same manner but you learn about yourself I will say that.
The Good:
You learn about yourself and you see how far you can go with the willfulness of trying to achieve a relationship.
You see your human instinct for comfort.
You see yourself get caught up slowly and surely.
You express yourself more whether vocal or through your physical demeanor.
You realize there are just somethings you will never approve of.
You see the time you actually are willing to put into something without a title, now if you could transfer that will into something meaningful.
The BAD:
You've just wasted a great deal of time.
You can't go back to a platonic friendship if you've crossed into the lines of intimacy on all levels.
If you haven't built a backbone, you're more likely to fall into a few other situations.
If you want to remain friends with the person it has to be from a distance, meaning the conversations have to be cut to a minimal, the seeing of each other can't happen for a while, and the intimacy has to be stopped completely in order for you to move forward, there shouldn't be a bond holding your emotions and feelings to that person.
If your friends know about your relations with this person your going to get some heat for even putting yourself through the situation at hand. Hence either you're going to be made the center of attention through conversation or be made an example of in public situations.
The UGLY but simply the truth:
Somethings are just not to be experienced for reason beyond your finite knowledge.Friends with Benefits is like the song "Half Crazy" by Musiq Soulchild. You put yourself in a predicament that cannot be reversed because people catch emotions and or feelings that initially come with that enterprise of such relations. Such as Jealousy, Envy, Hurt, and a bruised ego. You can't imagine how it takes a toll on you mentally, emotionally and spiritually. You've basically set yourself up for a destined failure if you think about it. Who wants to go through a trial and actually get and error as the outcome?
Don't you wish you can have your friend back?...I'm just saying...
BRIII
This is something new...hopefully it reaches the people.
Hey I'm BRIII.
This is another blog I've created.
Hopefully the things i do come to discuss and talk about touch some parts of this world and the people out there.
But for now I'm gonna sit back and relax...
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