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FALLEN … I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS AT MY LOWEST. HOPE YOU ENJOY IT

FALLEN

THE DEFYING CRAVINGS OF STABILITY IN MY LIFE

BLEEDING FINGER TIPS OF MY PRIDE

THE UNSCRIPTED FOCUS POINTS OF MY SPINE

OH KING OF KINGS MAY IT NOT BE BECAUSE OF WHAT I AM

A WEAKLING WITH NO SENSE OF BELONGING

FINALLY FINDING A PLACE IN THIS WORLD WHERE THEY BELONG FREELY SO

A SPACE WITH SO MUCH PURITY, YET SO MUCH MEMORIES

A CLEAN SLATE WITH SO MUCH HISTORY ENGRAVED ON THE CANVAS OF HUMANITY

GRAVITY NOT LETTING THE WEAK FLY, YET THE DREAM NEVER DIES

CRAVING DIFFERENT OPPORTUNITIES

OPPORTUNITIES THAT MAKE OR BREAK COMMUNITIES

WE SPEAK FREELY WITHOUT ANY FORMALITIES ON HOW WE FORM PART OF UNIQUE FAMILIES

WITHOUT FURTHER OR DUE WE CALL UPON CLARITY

THE TRANSPARENCY OF NORMALITIES THAT SPEAK TO THE SOUL OF THE PROTEGES

TEARY BREAK DOWN APOLOGIES

THE WHOLE NATION SINGING TO THE SAME SAD MELODIES

ONE MAN KNOWS HOW IT ALL CAME TO BE, HE KEEPS THE SANITY

THE PURITY AND THE REALITY OF THE ROYALTIES

THE CREDITS AND LOYALTIES GO TO ALL THOSE WHO KEPT THE PEACE

WE ARE AFTER THE SAME GIST

ITS ALL IN THE SAME COMMODITY

WE ALL STILL WANT THE SAME THING, A PEACE OF THE THROAN

WE ALL WANT ROYALTY EVEN WHEN WE ARE ALL FALLEN

Alexyn Da Poet.

30 January 201

 

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AS USUAL.

so I woke up one morning and went on my way with my life as usual  out of mu skull as usual,

tempted to sin as  usual

goin on about what I wish life could be as  usual i got on a taxi as usual, paid my dues as usual

I looked outside the window to avoid small talk as usual

but bow something started to phase me…..why is it so usual? shouldn’t there be something that sets each day apart from the next,

  that would make this day better than the rest

I then went off the routine, I looked to my left there… there set a gorgeous creation, a beautiful work of art

hey, I am Lexy I said out loud, no phases, no regrets and no second guesses hey I am Zandaya she sang,

I know I know it’s not singing if it doesn’t have melody, symphony or a flow

but you were not there to see it were you? she was so beautiful that I lost everything in her eyes.

I then started stumbling on my words like: you , you, y..ou look really nice and I like your hair..um that is too nice , what did I do to deserve such a compliment she blushed, I lost my words again… short left , she said.. bye.. she said again..

I smiled and nodded … my heart started feeling heavy and as usual I looked out the window..my life went back to THE USUAL I then decided to write a later to her to prevent my life from going back to the usual.dearest.. Zandaya

remember the day I met you? no-no now .. I can’t say that she probably doesn’t remember me, ok here I go again.. I met you in th taxi a few weeks back, and ever since its been hard for me to breathe because you took off with my breath, LIKE LADY I tried finding you in places I never went, I went to this [poetry session because I  thought if there was any other place id find you, it would have to be a place that resembled what you looked like to me..

for real y’all she looked like a representation of beauty, she looked like a harmonious symphony, she sounded better than the angels, she smelled like creativity, she spoke like… like poetry and she made my heart sing, she made life better in a split second, she was out of the ordinary, she was perfect…

but then with all of her perfections and all that I wanted to tell her .. I wrote it but she didn’t see it, because I hadn’t her number, I hadn’t her address and well she was lost in space.

but then again she told me she liked this poem…

I guess we never really separated, the truth is this was not usual because usually I would have gotten phased like I just told you guys.. she is a dream come true.. i wake up to kiss her each morning as usual

so i am queer and the same

so i am not the same as you are..

i don’t follow the trends expected for me to follow

is that so bad? do you do as you are told?all the time?

if you do then great , but i don’t

i have massive flaws, i have things id rather hide

i speak even when i am not supposed to

i do what is considered sin but then again , who doesn’t?

we are a different society , but then i also believe i put the bow in rainbow

i believe that no matter how hard you try its not gonna change

i have learned that whatever the fuck i want to do.. i will do

i have come to accept that the world will never be content

so i am not gonna try..

i have come to believe that faith is practice and practice is faith

i have continued to pray and ask for favor..

notice that i do not pray to you

so i am queer, who cares?

i walk and talk the same, i eat and sing the same, i drink and breathe the same and most of all i still don’t care … the same!!!

so i am queer but then again who cares if i am gay?