Generations of love created you so you could stand here today. The average human blinks 625.1 Million times in their lifetime. I’m blessed that out of those 625.1 million blinks, I opened my eyes to see your face. You’re living proof that God doesn’t make mistakes…even if you do.

I’ve seen you make many mistakes, and I’ve seen God with out question- forgive them all.

I swell with joy, i hold my heart and tears well in my eyes as I remember that God forgives me too! I lift my hands to heaven and if I allow these words to flee from my mouth my fuse will blow and my wrongs will explode and the same God that died on the cross for my sins will wipe my slate clean, like a blade refined in fire.

“So is this what heaven looks like?”, i ask while blindfolded.

 A sky full of clouds, that wouldn’t dare to rain.

A Buffet, of food that will never run out. Smiles and happiness on ever face i see!

A wad of money, A mansion & All the riches I could want and need :)

They remove my blindfold- I was deceived.

It’s seems God himself is all I want and need.

“I hate you”, i said with a laugh and a smile.

“Why do you lie?”

“Who said i was lying?”, i stop laughing and my smile fades.

“I mean you are just…not to me- you’re lying to yourself. Your Actions and your words don’t align” he shrugs.

“ would you prefer my hate to be more potent? “

“I know that if you truly hated me, you wouldn’t ask”

“ if you’re so smart, you must know everything has an opposite”

“ i also know two opposites can’t live in harmony”

“I think the opposite.”

“And I’ll begin to believe whatever you do to keep the harmony”

“Believe that you’re hated by me”

“I know you love me, and that’s what you hate not me.”

My heart stopped in that moment, or more like the key to the lock i placed around it was found and the treasure of my love was now fleeting.

“I hate you” I whisper knowing that even though you love me the love that’s im expending is something i wont be able to get back…

They did not live happily ever after not by a mile.

There was no white fence, not 3.5 of any child exist. There were no smiles, no eyes which glow with joy. Even on Christmas Day, there was no tree with toy.

The princess has no prince, therefore the king had no wife The village had a war, And no one was prepared to fight.

Now you must be thinking how does the main character free themselves from all of this negativity, and it’s quite simple, THEY DON’T

And I know we’ve been taught, if you do everything right we will be victorious! That if we don’t give up and show bravery, we will be successful.

I’m here to warn you, don’t let the stimulation that has been drilled into your head take over.

Don’t mistake your dreams for reality.

Don’t confuse entertainment for an output of your own life.

The truth is many stories … end unhappily.

I wonder if he’s ever felt the way I do. Thoughts of him flooding my mind despite my attempt at suppression.

I wonder if he wonders that i wonder about him :)

I wonder if he wonders how the girl he loved before me is doing now… I wonder if she made him smile more, laugh more, if he missed her.

Not because I’m jealous but because of the fear I have of wasting my love. We live in a land where footprints of ghosts linger.

The ghosts of past lovers We call it wonder land- Because I can only wonder if you love me as much as i do you or i could selfishly hope that no one loved more…

But what a lie is that & what a pain it would be 😕

2/11/24 12:59am

Hello( as she said) I’m De’Aisha And I really have to speak from my heart right now. So I wrote this poem and I called it the black excellence poem, But I realized that the excellence wasn’t the poem. It was me !

it’s everyone who stands on this stage & in this room. It’s the music in our souls, I’m talking drake and Luther van dross.

Watch us shine, the brightest star you’ve ever seen.

Have you witnessed the joy that a black person brings. It makes you feel warm inside and shoots love into your body like laser beams.

And if black excellence is a star, then us- In this room … is the most beautiful constellation I’ve ever seen.

Thank you all for being here, and thank you all for being you, I love you all stay blessed.

Swallow your fear. Show any sign of it … And we are sure to lose.

Hidden in each brave hero, Is a scared human.

Human- but- also a hero.

Guilt falls across his stance as his muscles flatten and all see him for what he really, What he really does.

1.Swallows his fears 2. Hides his guilt 3. Pretend to be something he isn’t

My heart is backwards. A step to the right, Still… feels like I’m going in the wrong direction.

These shoes, no matter how many times I lace em’ still cry for protection.

You see, no matter how many times my foot steps echo on the ground they’ll never converse’

You are not my mother, And you claim you have no love for this man So I suggest he is not my father. The baby whining in the crib isn’t yours so why bother.

This house must not be ours, Since we don’t stand together. Don’t ask me whose blood rushes through my veins. There was not enough love for their chromosomes to bind together.

The fairy’s spell fades…and so do I.

You say it's either you or the Moon, & whichever one I don't choose will be gone forever. & all I can muster is: What about the werewolves? All the misunderstood wandering furballs of the night, who depend on the Moon's pearly light to snap their spines into their truest form, their most wonderfully wild selves, shaggy & free to howl at whatever star they want. How can I take that away from them? You were a moon once. In the beginning. Don't you remember? How your light passed through me, made me translucent, showed me the real me, the me beneath this awful, human skin suit. You used to shine every night, but now you've waned into nothing, or something cruel enough to make me choose between the Moon & a forlorn love. Tonight, I leave. Tonight, I prowl the silver fields with the beasts I know & care for.