FREE ME (POETRY W/ AUDIO)

Creative freedom ❤

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FREE ME!!!

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/free-me 

TAINTED BY THE BEAUTY OF THE AMARICAN FLAG 

A WARPED VISION

ITS DISGUISE

A RED, WHITE AND BLUE RAG

DEEP IN THE BYOU’S WERE…

THE BABIES MY GRANDMOMMA HAD

WHILE GRANDPOPPA LOOKED ON ANGRY, POWERLESS AND MAD

LAND OF THE FREE

YOU CANT FOOL ME

THIS RAG IS TAINTED WITH HYPOCRISY

RIVERS STILL TORTURED, DAMS STILL RED

AND SHE USE THAT SAME COLOR TO REPRESENT OUR FUTURE THAT’S STILL DEAD

CENTURIES

OLD HAG!!!!

I AINT GOT NO LOVE FOR THIS CLOTHE

SO F*** THE AMERICAN FLAG!

Please don’t come for me in the comments, it’s called creative freedom ❤

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Grandmamma used to say “little girl stay on these steps”

With an attitude!

Giving me that look to let me know

She was not in the mood

And there is where I always wanted to be

And I didn’t care

Now I want to be anywhere but here

To make this picture anything but clear

So I can be anything but weird

So tired of all these f##ckin’ tears

Wake me from this fantasy I’m in

I want to write a new story

I want him completely washed from my skin

Give me a paper and pin

Leave me

With over a dozen pins

Cause Im’a write and type till I make this right

I’m looking pass it all

I clearly see my midnight

And he will be all mines

Cause I’ll rhyme and mime

To erase this pain if only for a brief time

With every man I invite in

I feel him being washed from my skin

And the invitation is not to my womb

But to that dark place that had become a tomb

Of sorrow and blank tomorrows

Grandmamma used to say “stay on these steps”

But there is where I always wanted to be

Tired of crying wolf just so he could notice me

So tired of this bitter taste

Kissing another man

Truly wishing it was his face

I want him off my skin

So another man can embrace me

And be emotionally free to say yes

When he asks

If he can he taste me

Get!

Off!

Of!

Me!

Something in me

Or someone

Sways for a breeze

To make laughter in-between this hunt

To make hours pass minutes

Give solace to this broken grunt

Universe help me shift

Free me from this ignorance

So we can coexist?

Who does time wait for?

Released energy

Felt 100 times before

Left 100 times more

Tranquil spirits regenerate to clear it

Politicking nations for the world to fear it

And I wake the echo for time to drawl on time

Liberals in high pursuit already processing minds

For a peaceful surrender

To confuse gender bingers

Who pulled government strings?

To bring light to such evil things

Extraterrestrial molecules

Emote obstacles

That births paradoxicals

I can hear the gavels begin to beat conceit

Invariably bittersweet

Ruling.

Man.

Obsolete.

MY THOUGHTS? I’M SO GLAD YOU ASKED (:

IF YOU LIKE IT, I LOVE IT

I LOVE PEOPLE FOR WHO THEY ARE

NOT WHO THEY LOVE

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/if-i-could-be-anything-id-be-a

If I could be anything

I’d be a bird

I would chirp myself a love song

And anyone else who needed a tune

To heal our broken wing

I’d leave behind the world of words

That maliciously left me

 

If I could be anything

I’d be a bird

I’d chirp myself a new reality

And leave behind this human mentality

If I can be anything I’d be a bird

And at last

I’d be

FREE

My tear drops become a puddle

A puddle becomes a river

A river becomes an ocean

An ocean becomes emotion

Until I am at the bottom of the sea

 

Quietly

 

Speaking to the spirits

While crying

Crocodile Tears

MARK THIS DAY (POETRY)

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

I was once blind but now I see

Mark this day, I told you I would be free

The devil thought he had captured me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

To get back what the devil stole from me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to heal the wounds that are still open see

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to cleanse myself of all that has happen to me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to warn some little girl because no one warned me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to let go of the pain that’s so deeply rooted in me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to let go of that one bad memory

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to give back what was so freely given to me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to love someone because no one loved me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to laugh

 Free to cry

And free to be who I want to be

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to love you and really mean it see

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to help someone who really needs me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

  

Free from hurting the people who tried to love me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free from hurting you

And free from hurting me

Mark this day, I told you I’d be free

Free to forgive someone who really needed it

 And that someone is

Me

HAPPY (POETRY)

I was in a dead zone

And no amount of encouragement could convince me

That

I wasn’t alone

There was a moan in my soul

And every emotion in me was cold

 

And my thoughts lied to me

 

So I did nothing

 

One day I woke up

And the pain subsided

And joy overrides

This dark emotion

 

And for a brief second

 

I was happy

 

PEACEFUL FREEDOM (RANDOM THOUGHTS)

As I sit on the river listening to my new found freedom.

And my own kind of mixed up, but somewhat sane thoughts.

What a silent pleasure.

I look out at the water.

The muddy essence of the river clouds my nostrils and spider webs scale my face.

Once hated, now loved by me.

I see couples chit chatting, not really hearing the words but more of a whisper, as they walk holding hands.

MUST BE NICE…

There was a time I would have gotten angry; because they would have been sure to blow what I thought was a peaceful ride to heaven.

At this moment I only want to be seen riding into my thought.

Maybe so they can get a glimpse at a confused but somewhat sane mind at work.

As they walk by, a part of me wants them to ask?

“Miss, what are you writing?”

My story would only scare them.

I’m better off left alone to sort out this peaceful freedom on paper.

I am in a peaceful but somewhat dense thought.

This density is going nowhere because I notice there are no stars out tonight.

That’s ok…

Might be…

Some tommorow…

If God wakes me up to enjoy yet another peaceful freedom.

Thank you, Sanity

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