First off, I'd love to thank the ENTIRE
Whin Committee
For introducing me to a new world of performing arts. I have NEVER in my life touched
a stage before, but I feel like after last thursday, it may have been the start to something amazing.
As long as I can openly share my thoughts, strengths, and weaknesses through spoken word with the world, the feeling is prodigious. I'm not going to lie, I was the most nervous I had been since I was in labor almost three years ago. Something interesting happened though. The butterflies suddenly turned into wings that lifted me up into the clouds, into a much higher place.
I did mess up, a couple of times (oh well.) But overall I think it was a pretty good turn out.
But this video is dedicated mostly to all my
REAL READERS,
the ones who leave me comments, read my poems from DAY 1, and
continue to be the reason why I share my passion for writing which has flourished into a dream to recite
Spoken Word Poetry.
I love you all, and here is
My Dear,
In a world with no discretion
you can die or live and accept.
While so many will cease to see this
they will only live to expect
with a hopelessness so perplexed.
I demand their loss of regrets.
So I bring some lines
just to soothe your minds
or to lead a world to reflect.
With respect,
I paint my stories
to uncover minds.
I wish to rid them of the morbid thoughts
devouring mankind.
If they pay me no mind
I still wish them the very best
while they discard this baffling logic
and substance within my chest.
But for the rest,
Don't wait for change.
Lets work
to attract the kind
attempting conquers of a world
that puts matter right over mind.
Why impulsively incline
in emotions so undefined
like this "love" that we label "cold"
manifested by all the blind?
And I do this from the heart
but I worry it's far too late.
See this here differentiates
so imposters just don't relate.
My mission: recreate,
spawn my faith in every face
for proclamation of success
that kill a hater in it's trace
because
They do it for the implement
that they want hate to spread.
I do this for the hearts and souls
with too much on their heads.
I wish to help emancipate this cryptic education
the kind that shall engrave itself in every generation!
So do you,
there is need for knowledge.
Do you for some power.
I'll do me fo the future
so my thoughts they shall devour
and when I speak,
I pray my rhymes form lines of little seeds
then I'll water them with my soul
and grow indestructible trees!
Don't ask me, I feel the need.
I'm just taking care of some deeds.
At least I smile because MY dreams
are deshackled and finally freed
Because all I'll ever need
is my lyrical exhale.
Even the slightest turn in fate
such as failure just won't prevail
and shall I ever fail
to pay homage to any fact,
here's to mutilation of guilt
so my darkness stays in the past.
Don't EVER wear a mask
or succumb to negative peers
that live off of the satisfaction
of pain that will not adhere
and wipe your tear
so that they don't confuse it with fear.
Say
"this is just another life reflecting moment, my dear."
Was great Night Birth of a New Start from Uptown!
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