Showing posts with label poem. poems. female. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. poems. female. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

Internal Battle by miss star

I'm trying 2 convince my heart that it's over
but every time I try my mind jumps in and pushes me 2 try 1 more time
My gut i can't follow dats why I'm in this war now
My conscious says tell love how u feel
but love doesn't love me anymore!..............
I try letting letting it go but my soul Perseus me 2 hold on
My intuition says try your hardest 2 convince love that ur the 1- 2 make life complete
But love doesn't love me anymore!....................
I try screaming at my heart,mind, gut, conscious, soul, and intuition that it's over!!!
but I cant get through to them
I'm being out numbered in a war of internal battles!
I try 2 let then know what i think I know and that is that love doesn't love me
anymore. Love has made his decision to go to the other, but my battles won't let me give up when I know that it's over.
Love u don't love me anymore or do you????..................

Damn remember feelin like this

A heart deprived of love can forget want it feels like
so wen it presents itself it doesnt look right!
it is unfamiliar and unreal to the eye,
panic sometimes comes which causes you to chase it goodbye.
but true L.O.V.E. wont give up on whats meant to be.
it will hold on to the deprive heart and feed it the lolve it needs.
True love will focus on the holes in a wounded heart and feel it with the love that was snatched away fom it. True love will open eyes and rejuvanate the soul. True love is a blessing that once is recognized; you dont let go...


4 u who took mii love
&
4 u who showed me a new L.O.V.E.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Enlightenment (a high mind)



Cords smashing at the speed of light
Sound breaks down.
Light dims so enlightenment can appear.
Shatter the door to closed minds, hiding insecurities, selfishness, cowardness and shame forever.
Open!
Open like the mouth of the nile at the last mile running head on with thought.
Thinking while jamming tupac.
Humming a bob marley.
Reading Erykah Badu lyrics.
Painting revolutions through oceans of color captureing the moment.
Remembering none of this afterwards.
Words make more sense then the meaning.
Seeing the perfect answer to the hardest question
Free mental has hit you!
The herd has opened your third eye.
You see the revolution.
Rebel through you cloud of original scents.
You feel like a brain child of albert einstien and edgar allen poe...
Flower child blossom....float....ascend....
PUFF PUFF PASS......

me singing houstalantavegas