inner peace
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Drawn to the edge of the waterin concert with the moontides ebbing, flowing,tasting, smelling,feeling, hearing,waves of the seacrashing, salty, wet,transporting me—Inner peace.
I will Constantly Grow
A year ago… I was finding myself.
I fell in love with another soul.
Good morning
great morning
the sun is up it is burning
my soul on fire raging like its storming
grateful for the day i am earning
The smell of rain
the whipping of the wind
waves crashing down effortlessly
yet all seems quiet for a cast away such as myself
the city floating away farther and farther
my worries sailing on the waves
Is my black beautiful? I live in a generation that's cleaning up the mess the previous had made. Striving for equality, justice, but one thing doesn't seem to change.
Emptiness
Looking from the outside
Pitch black
Looking on the inside
An abyss that creeps lingers to the roots of the tree sap
Hyper-realistic this life doesnt seem the same
In this day and age,
I only ever hear of one thing:
Goals.
They're usually material,
Sometimes pertaining to romance,
But I've yet to find someone who wants more.
In this day and age,
I only ever hear of one thing:
Goals.
They're usually material,
Sometimes pertaining to romance,
But I've yet to find someone who wants more.
My beloved
I yearn for her everyday
Wanting to feel her
Only I know I can't because she's nowhere to be found
I search for her frantically, seeking for her presence
HAPPINESS COMES FROM WITHINBY MIRA WILDER2014Temporary Loversare fleeting bits of blisslittle angels hoverhungry morning kisshow do we divide the timewith all the options granted
There’s something glorious about being a woman
Like the feel of Saturday mornings when you don’t have to go anywhere
And the sky is painted with lilacs and periwinkle and you wonder
“Why do I ever go to Sunday school
He told me to contain my hair.
To pull the reins on my paradise.
He said "They won't stop staring."
He couldn't understand the mutiny.
I had a Garden of Eden growing from my roots.
Still like water, in the shade of palms
Beneath the arms, of a desert sun
This soul is calm, with the frequencies
Of the cosmos, flowing through me
Blue sky across rough horizon
Endless are these dry oceans
For as long as we survive
In these lifetimes we blindly drive
We find ourselves wishing for greater
Alone the rain is not your friend
It soaks your coat and taps your head
Your feet grow cold and you fill with dread
Remember that day you felt you could never compare
That feeling that life just couldn't be fair
Remember the tears that flooded your eyes
That feeling that life is a pile of lies
Reach that limit
Watch the birds fly above in complete aw
Take the time to move yourself the way the man above planned you to move
Just Take That Time!
Like an Eskimo, I wear many layers
I am kept hidden away
Safe from discovery or attack
Each layer represents insecurity
I put on more layers
I want to stay hidden
Unnoticed
I wish that I didn’t have to tell you how beautiful your body is.
I wish that the world would shout about the beauty in the map of your skin.
The freckles, stretch marks, bumps and scars
