usefulness*

My purpose 

For this service 

Something I’ve termed with 

Scared to be this in public 

I sacrificed almost all the time 

When I’m alone; it still doesn’t feel right 

Somber days – with gratitude 

Is letting flesh feel, and my spirit 

Carry an attitude 

I am a servant  

But do servants, have servants 

Do we deserve service 

Am I capable of care… 

Has an unconditional contract – 

Been walking through the door 

Was this ever a trap 

I find this hard to ignore 

My grace 

It prepares me; to be forgiving 

I am in complete faith 

That these words will be receiving… 

Airing things Out*

Writing narratives about my life 
And I look at others and think that 
They're dumb . 
All because every one's doing it, doesn't 
Make it fun. 
Stretching the thought of better, can make 
Things at ease in a way; just giving action 
Can be pleasing without having to say anything! 
Turned on by the waving ocean water over my 
Temple; making her pure again nurturing 
Warmth to the heart – smooth on the mental. 
Give the truth in the beginning, not clues leading to 
The circumstances. This is why people stray [worried, 
That this is what's going down] - without the true time, 
How can I express my sentiment? Falling in love with me, 
Is a beautiful thing. Tired of having to put things back 
Together; without complaining, I'm just learning  
hot to do this with a better strategy on how I deal with  
It. That's all I'm saying! i need a better blueprint 
on the way  
I help; so I can be a better servant.... 

Sobriquet*


What a feeling that was..
The flutters started in my toes..
And then it floated above;
All negativity disappeared, God knows -
I'm so speechless about this connection,
So deep into my soul..
That I can see my own damn reflection
It's so gentle, smooth but bold, though..
I'm sure of what it could be; a Creature that is..
This being always get me; my T-shirt that is..
And I boil over, this isn't a small fizz;
I'm so eager to exploit the missing key -
To get to open that door and walk in,
Now that’s special to me...
Perfection is a must; no one's perfect though,
Unless it's trust.. That brings honesty and a clear mind
The truth will always be perfection with time

Frenchie-Like*

Nom de plume

 just a saying to let you know how I will bloom

her name is Unicorn Kiwi

You guessed it!

You got to know that it’s me

Humbled I am; I am blessed

He chose me, knowing he had a choice in the rest

The Lord does it for every time

He’ll forgive you, then bless you

Even when flesh believes it’s a crime

Covered by the blood; I’m highly favored

Happy tears; someone give me a tissue

He made me, and I mean made me highly flavored

With the gift of a spirit nonidentical

That you can’t help but want to see how far I’ll go

With the many talents I have

That I get people saying I’m in the wrong field

I just talk myself away from it – gift of gab

I do believe my being shouldn’t be in this sort of standstill

The way I am and how I operate

Its simple mathematical – Ava Lovelace

I be moving so fast it feels like slow motion

In between I look for my banana boat to swim in my ocean

Off subject; let’s find something else to talk about – let’s deflect

Focus now, fuck the sex

Let me see that intellect

I’m a roll

Give me all the discernment

Allow myself to have control

So that I’ll maintain the right temperament

Fung-Shway*

is an energy force to harmonize individuals with their surrounding environment. The term feng shui literally translates as “wind-water” in English, but I like it better for the arrangement of my bedroom =)

Back in my segment; the sensation I feel, gives me such enlightenment.

create a mood, and energy in my space; the serenity is a vibe without words to explain.

making the environment adjust to me – I shouldn’t feel uncomfortable in a room I occupy daily.

I made a conscience decision, rather a choice; to unpack my life again – blocking out of the noise, I feel I’ve found my center within.

the emotion each time I leave, then enter – still remains peace. I can now hear myself again when I speak.

Discombobulated

a lot has piled up

I don’t need any luck

for a blessing to finance

putting worth into me

so one day I will see

I’m no longer an amateur

I will see the finish line first

she is a Victorian

me, I am the historian

I will fly again

I will fall, then learn

knowledge, is power I’ll always yearn

in future, I’ll be someone discerned

a wealthy mental state

evolving all persons into one face

always with joy

not allowing my life to a be played like a toy

I am mighty, even if I’m not a boy

surpassing generational curses

making its profit overflow my within my purse

I am solid

making my own way, dipping into no one’s wallet

Your Go*

I’m doing everything to focus my attention on otherwise. my love is to be treasure and cherished; like a privileged prize.

who I am to chase insecurities – I answer to only one God, through Christ Jesus has the authority. so I focus elsewhere; I am not the only one who go through things, I am aware. but to drag me along for no reason, isn’t something I find to be fair.

This new mode I set myself in, has me now as the bait. I’ve done my running, its your turn to chase – I’ll wait.

so expressive*

in tuned with my true freedom; its and exhilarating feeling, usually moments like that happen are seldom. right now though I could jump high enough to touch the ceiling. experiencing honest happiness, it can hit n a way that humbles you.

mind throttling to my senses; I’m wide open, and my fuses has blew. in all the most wonderful ways; cloud nine is so cliché. though, the number eight has always been infinite, you see? the time we talk about, we spend it. making the things of the future be a wind of love, and a compassionate breeze.

my outlook on things evolve each moment I perceive; it gave me the power to only review and receive what I should learn to know – to make all things able to conceive. I hope you understand what I mean…

Plan A

talking about all things amazing, making life for me more entertaining. creating a new ozone with a better view of a team. that are truly about submitting and manifesting their dreams, just like me.

though what I’m saying most times sounds repetitive; my argument in it, is honestly relative. I’m on only my race and with myself, I wouldn’t think to let my heart and my mind become competitive.

timing down different tempos; seeing what other volumes I can go. without moving too fast or slow. I am doing things the way my heart was guided to do. when loyalty starts there, more faith begins to produce.

there are times I am cold, then hot; depending on the opportunity I got. I’m not the type to express certain things on the spot. I like to observe, and research before thinking I can stir the pot.