You are here
Home > AUGUST 2015 > Poetry (Page 3)

I will remember you

I will remember you the teardrop that never fell, and that moment I felt like I was in Hell. A hashtag say my name became a moment stuck in time, and you became my most beautiful rhyme. Memorized the length of a soul that was lost, How the price of being Black and beautiful comes

Thank you Blackwoman

I swear her eyes held all the light that the universe gave birth, And that is the reason why I said that I saw GOD first. It is a passing love affair from the first time I saw her eyes, Love being caught up in a Goddess when she hypnotizes. Beauty bathed in darkness

Feel alive

You only feel alive when you become who you want to be. Enjoy each moment to live everything that feels you with joy and never stop facing what you want to understand. If you're in harmony with your soul, you'll get everything that was already destined to you for a

Top