TheMindOfImani
Teen Writer, Want To Expand All Aspects Of Myself. 👑🦋✨⛰️💎🌳✝️🌻🫶💡💖📝Jesus Is My Bestie 🤩
TheMindOfImani
Teen Writer, Want To Expand All Aspects Of Myself. 👑🦋✨⛰️💎🌳✝️🌻🫶💡💖📝Jesus Is My Bestie 🤩
Teen Writer, Want To Expand All Aspects Of Myself. 👑🦋✨⛰️💎🌳✝️🌻🫶💡💖📝Jesus Is My Bestie 🤩
Teen Writer, Want To Expand All Aspects Of Myself. 👑🦋✨⛰️💎🌳✝️🌻🫶💡💖📝Jesus Is My Bestie 🤩
Stars fade in between the city lights Where there are Late-night eats and bites. Come cross between meals cooked close to home. Do I really know what I want? A piece wants hustle and bustle, around others with a similar goal in mind. While sunbathing, on the grass. Definitely sounds like it could last. What it takes to hear honking or crickets in the night. Where the moon is the only light. I wonder what it would be; to live both in front of me. Where it will go, who knows? But I'd love to call a place,
home.
Lost in your eyes? Never in a million years. I become too much around you. More than anything I was before. Sure I could get lost, But being found is a lot better.
In your eyes I’m everything.
My biggest cheerleader.
Yet I’d had never utter your name.
Then a moment hit. You waiting for me and I finally crossed you. Like stars colliding or hand making cotton candy.
A process so tiring to become, for an instance of sweet.
Wow, how much you mean to me. • • • • • • P.S (It’s me and God)
Why do you hold a knife so close Does it mean anything to you.
A heart in need of a bandage Yet you'd leave me stranded.
What does it take to Gain from you? But I guess Cupid’s cry too?
I was hoping you’d maybe think “a kiss” To make it better.
You bring a match to light, Knowing we’re far from sweater weather.
“I'm the problem” you say.
Then leave, In a careful sway.
But you won’t.
I knew that anyway.
Standards to never be met And too ridiculous to expect.
Paths predetermined But never prewilled by the doer.
Life is fragile yet so fulfilled.
Simpler times were meant for me. Simpler times were meant for this.
Not “perfect bodies”, salaries, and accolades out the wazoo.
But pretty imperfect moments made by imperfect people to make memories.
Are people crap sometimes yeah, Do they mess up sometimes, Maybe even a lot. Mmhmm
But it's just like that Moment, Maybe even now. But a time when brightness shined brightly on everyone.
Your eyes deeming everyone innocent till guilty.
Eyes that give yourself a chance before saying no.
Eyes that don't let go of something so precious so quickly.
Holding on to that toy, feather, friend, family, experience, or hobby, a little longer.
I've been, and so many others have had a lot.
Know better do better always, But don't “know more”, and frail away,
🦋~ for that will only perish who you truly are.
I remember that day
Maybe I should have said it louder...
Better...
More?
I don't know
But, better than
“I think”
That line right there,
Now that created a show,
That No one asked for.
Could I take it back, I wish
Would I? Abso-freaking-lutely
Might as well laugh about it, Better than crying.
Right?
That's what people tell me.
I can go back to the same people, But it will create a different outcome this time.
A different problem, really. No solution in sight.
Maybe it's just me, Maybe I can unlock the same door and get the same room.
Maybe I can talk to the same person, and get a similar conversation.
Maybe I start over,
because at this point
That’s the only option I have left. • • • • • • • • Poem aside, you can always start over, and do something new, different. Leave things in the past or look toward a new future. Jesus loves you anyway, whether you already know, coming back, or starting something fresh. I love you but Jesus loves you so much more. Byyyeee.
Who let you in, Who said you could come in? With everything perfectly aligned. It’s not fair! I had the same chance. Chance?… That’s it, Chance. Maybe… Maybe.. Just… I could win for once I don’t have anything spectacular or elite, But I got me. Let’s see how, “Chance” Has me to come out on top. • • I’m a queen in a kings world. A heart to a spade. Wounded by the dime, Or strengthened by the minute I choose. • Underestimated? Inevitable.
How I seem doesn’t have to be how I be.
An undertone can overcome.
For whoever reads, YOU can’t change perceptions But you CAN always change your reality.
Jesus loves you, duces ✌️✨🌼
The seals have been printed across coral lines Here I am sipping tea with the divine. Why fuzzy images become a clearer vision. I’m almost there, I can taste it, I can dream, feel, and be in such a time to see it unfold. The way this world spins make me feel jaggered. Yet you have me flattered. •• Breathe. Did I forget to do that.
Even now these words might seem random But in my mind it has its own fandom. Take me, for your humble servant is waiting. It’s not a debate I was just stating. • Agreeing on how you’ve sought after me. Now I breathe automatically.
A lot of things don’t make sense. Time seems to go by milliseconds. That’s if the time is ticking your day or life. It all feels real.. More Even.
Let this be a sign before a peak. A crash before a cheer. Let this be a note, That this time… it’s real. • • • • • I love you but Jesus loves you so much more. Byyeyyeeyeyyeye.
Dandelion daydreams meet retched crashes Skies Filled with Smokey ashes “If only I was like everyone else I thought” Not knowing you were a gift from God Value is value Whether Gold is above or beneath the ground Discovery seems to be only when truly found. • That’s not how value truly works Whether you are displayed before millions Or stuck in lava rock You are still the very diamond you are Whether known or not.
So don’t take this with a grain of salt For you are more than what you know you are. • Love isn’t validation, But, being enlightened on what already is. •✨ •✨ •✨ I love you but Jesus loves you so much more! 🦋🫶🌼✨⭐️🌱🎂✝️
How could I say yes? Yet I leaped to it. How could I forget? Yet I regret. How could I not want you? Yet I ran from you. • These issues run far but your roots run deeper • They stay longer Forever…. .. Actually. • • • • • • *This is about a relationship with Jesus (at times my relationship with Jesus) talking about backsliding. But deeper than you issue. Jesus still hold on to you. Hope you liked it byeee. ✨