modify my choices
seek faith and wisdom
function in a Godly way
locate my true spirit
invest in who I really am
allocate all positivity to God
enforce my beliefs even when I am alone
contribute by doing God’s work
generate beatific energy
adapt to the good things
expand on the things I believe in
contradict on no decisions
pursue all dreams my imagination bring
categorize my goals
implement a plan
consent only to His goodness
identify your blessings
Just be grateful…
keep going, I keep telling myself; I want to learn my value, to understand its wealth.
producing self-value; protecting my investment – which is what I am. truth be told, I am and will continue to be magnificent.
serving tranquility; resetting and rejuvenating my energy. pushing envelopes for my vision to be seen.
getting into character, for her to run this race; yes, I am her – running you down, even if I wore a skirt.
I am number one, also known as, first place!
I as I sit here, I realized that I like to surround myself around things I can relate with; reactions of real reality, those, ‘if that were me.’ reactions.
not for my way of thinking to be manipulated like I am always right and wrong way to reflect on how I may truly have to handle things.
expressing myself feels like an old engine in a new car, everything is beautiful outwards – imagine gaining strength to kickstart your engine just to make you smile throughout my day.
I’ve become a body that release – using what I have learned to jest let go! I say good job to myself when I reflect on these moments, because yet again, I am still growing…
observing a crane in the water full of geese; the beauty of it flowing down the surface can’t seem cease.
standing tall even though the water is deep; having confidence as such, is a different kind of peace.
taking in its own beauty, grasping what God gave thee.
the group of geese couldn’t compare, when one crane in the middle is radiantly rare
one goose can be replaced. one crane can only be displaced.
keep standing alone crane, so each day I’ll know where to leave the pain…
the story
My cup of tea – it’s what I called him. Giving me everything, even things I didn’t need; this was a light that wasn’t dim!
He disguised himself as my world; behind the lights was a dark side. Taking my love, believing I’m his girl – the experience always come by surprise. All while seeing the signs.
This man though – he was a provider – Yet, the only thing he paid was his mind! It was getting tired.
I find myself paying in different ways; giving up lavish intimacy guessing it was ok, trust me – the answer wasn’t the sex! I always end up feeling regret…
You can rock my world all you want, but for years, You still say you can’t – when you won’t! I really grieved many tears!
Portraying a certain man not realizing it at first; he was something almost like a chameleon; blending in and sneaking… this became an uneasy feeling
All these years playing this game, thinking I wouldn’t put this up; like my life would bring him fame, sacrificing me, like I’m a naïve pup!
Confessing when he was caught; removing myself from my own domain, as if I didn’t realize the plot. Making a point that I will not be used in vain…
Moving forward, for years, it felt like a waste. Loyalty wasn’t even at the top of his tier. Yet, I learned a lot with haste
This man I was loyal to, who behind closed doors – Which became no news, was treacherous! Making love become obstreperous – In other words, stubbornly defiant. Making his loyalty look as small as a penny to a giant.
No longer being the man I seen as honorable and full of love, to a poisoned weed swelling of pain – That bleed sorrow and thereof…
wondering what will come next; just the recognition and reward would feel best.
the satisfaction of making a name for me, would be very appreciating!
soon these markings will be a treasure; royalties gained by it, the weight will not be able to measure – not even a bit!
I’m getting tired, but I will not stop unless the reason is dyer.
keep going, I tell myself almost everyday! any other advice would be useless to say.
the level I am at, needs a continuous push to keep my drive!
only then will I move my encouragement to the next step to survive…
my thoughts in the air – here and there…
what will I bear? look at me – stare!
tell me that you’re fair. are we a good pair?
I don’t want despair! my heart will not tear!
I am for love and care; evil always has its fare…
Bursts of thoughts, that never had intentions to be sought. It’s cute when you know what it is you need to do, when to submit and when to subdue, anyone or any issue. My mind is going and going, like the how the energizer bunny be rolling,
The intensity of my supposition is a rush of so many intensions. Good ones though, nothing resulting in malice, but with love, care, and compassion. I can be so affectionate, people know that about me, especially if you’re my sweetie! Off subject, but just making a point, or example if you may,
I’m laying it down and just getting heavy today! I only want you to see what my vision is, it’s a beautiful sight, of things manifested through my strength and my might. Even though I’m in the storm, I have my umbrella and my trench coat to keep me warm. The Lord is my shield and protector, hence the outerwear for the weather. I don’t want to dig to deep down in there with my metaphors,
I’m ripping these band aids off even with the sores! Because what’s done is done, you’ve already been hit, there’s no point in it to run. I’m now fighting back, throwing this knowledge, no need for a gun. My intellect is my ammo, my thought process is the chamber, and my tongue is the trigger. I have no time to entertain foolishness, when I could be counting figures. The revenue I deserve, for all the hard work I do, because my purpose is to serve.
My heart is pure; always coming from a good space of energy, though, it can get dark when life sends mindless stupidity; that evolves into a test that I should’ve passed easily. Again, I’ll learn, same lesson, different scenario; I’m going take it all, apply it, and learn not to go there anymore and to let it go….
The way we connect, has a kind of intellect that cannot be explained. The beauty is in a way, where our knowledge hasn’t been discovered yet – it’s still in the brain.
Our closeness, can sometimes spring up certain emotions – we work through them – the way we reciprocate our likeness for each other, isn’t plenty in most men.
There’s adventures that we find ourselves on; by the end of the day, we’re asking where the time gone!
We look at each with bliss, and nothing to say.
As a woman, I do get a bit demanding; I want for attention, and sometimes it’s hard to hide it – to make sure I’m not dating a phantom. I can get a little excited.
Very involved in our future, as it is one; seeing that I’ve been planning on success since our partnership begun.
Looking at the past different now; because separation has a different defined sound. Work is in progress- the same as ourselves- viewing lifestyle in a way of success; promoting myself through life never had any bounds.
Just like every kind of relationship, it leaves certain prints on your heart; I wonder what ours will be, how will our blank canvas look once it’s made into art?
He loves to kiss on my neck
Rubs me down with warm truth
That makes us connect
To an outer body experience, like a muse
A spiritual muse, that makes moment like this
Stop; time stopped for us, I don’t know what to do
But the universe really stopped time
Just for us to shine, this is very different very new
Not sure what this mean; but if this is love
I still wouldn’t know what to think
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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