Tag: reality
Mr. Rabbit
Staying on the run to get everything donePlotting the next chapter when the current has just begun Barely breathing to get near achievingHoping to never lose the magic of believing Yes, it’s a bad habitI hate feeling like Mr. Rabbit I would love to stop racing against the clockBut I really want to be among ...- CreativitySelf-Help & RelationshipsPoetryMemoir & AutobiographiesDesign, Fashion & StyleEntertainmentLifestyle
Adulteration
The woman you seek Shall be yours In this game You insist on playing She will lay by Your side With a bitterness In her mouth You cannot tame Hatred will grow By the sound Of your name For you will betray her And cause her shame Your eyes look Upon her ... Concealed Traveler
My heart completely shattered watching you long for her Tears sting my eyes as you cleverly avoid them fearing I may see your truth Sadness oozes from your pores letting my broken heart know Your thoughts are consumed with the loss of her as mine are filled with the loss of you ...From My Desk To Yours
Dear Silent Manager: While no one has all the answers, there is always room for a conversation. Please allow me to share the following from my desk to yours… I am NOT OK – my Black Co-Workers are NOT OK!! Systemic racism is an obvious issue in this country, yet it’s taken recent events of ...Reality Lies
The pendulum swings- delicate life. When goodness usurps, both blades of the knife. Nostalgia-when happiness, seeming so clear yet, soon the non wounded slashes appear. While riding crescendo, baritone lie in wait. Upon its arrival, the Earth trembles great. Terrible fortune, only could be yet, hours before, the world at your knees. How does one ...Weaponized Tear
Constant readjustments to build trust of people who continue to take advantage of us The tears of their mothers, daughters, grandmothers can take the lives of our fathers, grandfathers, sons No chance to defend ourselves, for savages have no say in their impeccable, uncontaminated communities Our word against their tears, our ...My American Child
My Beautiful, American Child – Which side of the line, will you- get to stand on? Will you get to speak your mind, perhaps act out – or nod quietly not to stand out Will you get to excel with no skills and pure doubt Or walk cautiously, head down ...