I have cast the stone I got pissed off She left my brother dead to the world She live him until he died on top of her So I guess the irony is he gave it all he had but that wasn't enough She need more power
Every time I read Maya’s poetry, I’m in awe of the emotion she conveys, But every time I see her portraits, I can’t but help sense her pain. In each of her pictures she tell a story, Of trials and tribulations and triumphs, Because in her smile she conquered it all, And her works surely made her a giant. Maya’s portraits always show a resilience, Her experiences made her even stronger, In her face there is a soulful grace, With a gift that brought her honor.
A trip beyond the stars to elsewhere No frivolous cares Everyone is treated fair Emotions given, emotions received Hearts do not have to bleed to feel complete of its need No words, the eyes tell it all The window to glimpse the soul rather we stand, sit, or fall
An embedded arrow from handsome Cupid’s bow It’s now up to me to sow the seeds of love and reap the benefits of its growth Whomever the receiver, hushed ecstasy, rapture, make me a believer Those piercing arrows makes the heart feels beautifully adorned Warm, all...
A dolescent aspires to do what daddy’s do, T houghts of thankful not in these shoes,
J uvenile mind taught pass points of view, O peratic Ode’ title “old is always the new”, U sual unusuals has best of all the schools, R ighteous reasoning follows these rules, N ewly nexus thinking, an appropriate tool, E nter exit of the enigma, an educated fool, Y ielding yes today starts tomorrow’s spool, S hameless subservience play in their stool,
E ntitlement evolves from a genetic pool.. N arcissistic neurons spread out like a flu, ...