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Closing Out The Day | Spoken Word Poetry

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SPOKEN WORD

Life is such a joy,
I deploy down different avenues,
To stay the same,
Is going insane,
I choose what I truly want to do,
Like take flights and chill,
Or eat sandwiches while paying bills,
Things hit differently,
But vicariously,
People live through me,
That’s why I can’t stop telling stories,
For everyday away,
Feels like I left the world neglected,
Like days upon days,
So I say to you,
Even if don’t get to you early,
I will will get you at the closing of the day.

*Note: Stay humble and engaged.

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Who Created The Box That You Live In | Free Verse Poetry

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FREE VERSE POETRY

Who created the box that you live in,
Are you truly alive or just blinking,
Are you ready to break free,
I am talking about everybody,
Not just me,
I flee,
My mind run astray,
Sometimes I want to go out,
And just play,
Slay those thoughts,
That were given to me,
So I can call the shots,
Now everyone waiting on me,
So I say,
If you truly trying break out,
You can always figure way.

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Crashing Out Running From The Cops | Free Verse Poetry

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FREE VERSE POETRY

Tires screamin’ like they got a death wish,
Red and blue lights flashin’ like a DJ setlist.
Sirens singing my name like I signed a deal,
But I ain’t pulling over I just like the thrill,
Foot heavy like my sins, my engine talking back,
Car making screeching sounds like it’s caught in a trap,
I did the math, the further I go the more time I got to do,
I can’t stop, I won’t stop, there is no time for curfew,

I ain’t no criminal, I just love to escape,
Road stretch long like the years in my case.
The highway my canvas, my whip is the brush,
Painting my freedom with tire marks and dust,
I hit the clutch, shifting gears,
People crying cuz I am ill,
Tell them wipe their tears,
I split traffic like Moses, I am feeling rich,
Running from the law like I am dodging a glitch,
They radio for backup, I radio to God,
Praying how I am driving stay defying the odds.
Skyline glowing’, my future unclear,
But freedom looks fire in the rearview mirror.

The Story

Everyday I feel like I am in a high speed chase, ducking the cars, let me car fly over 100. Whether in the car or just walking, as long as I have music, I feel my mind is moving 1000 miles an hour.

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The Love From Above | Haiku | Poetry

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planned and tried to love
but my heart broke up in two
from the shock above.

Sometimes your heart gets broken, even when handled with care. The fear of not being protected leaves you uneasy and in despair.

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Make More Of What You Love

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Timing and ability are luxuries in life. They don’t always come by often, but when you have a good chance and they both a making together, make more of what you love. Do it when you are able.

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Late At Night In Bed Missing You | Haiku | Poem

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HAIKU

Where have you been bae?
I rather hug you much more,
Than hugging pillow.

I will always wait for you at night. Get home soon; Netflix is on; let’s chill. 🙂

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The Way That She Lays There, Sexy | Spoken Word Poetry

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Spoken Word Poetry

Like art spilled across the canvas of my bed,
A masterpiece in motion, even when she’s still.
Oh my, the way she owns the silence,
It’s louder than any moan I’ve ever heard.

I want to dive into her fantasy,
Touching the corners of her mind like fingertips on poetry.
Every sigh is a lyric, every shift a bassline,
And I’m connected to the song of her being,

Her vibe got me reeling,
I am caught in a fantasy,
A place where time don’t ticks,
But is a melody of her breathing,
Singing softly in my ear,

The bed becomes our universe,
Where the stars are her curves
And I’m orbiting her gravity,
Drawn by the pull of her attraction.
I’m in love with her essence,
The way she turns the mundane into magic.

Even the shower ain’t just water and steam;
It’s a symphony of satisfaction,
Her silhouette dancing in droplets,
My happiness dripping with every second.

She’s the kind of woman who doesn’t just lay there,
She lays claim
To the air, to the moment,
To the very fabric of my being.

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How To Be A Boss | Free Verse Poetry

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On the eve of hitting 900 days of posting on my blog, I celebrate with this free verse poem for the night. I had a great conversation with my friend James that inspired this poem. Based on our talk about life and being our authentic selves, the words just flowed through me on the way to pick up sushi to eat and enjoy anime night at home. I hope you can enjoy and catch some of the amazing metaphors and witty lines.

Free Verse Poem: How To Be A Boss

I am catching misdemeanor charges,
For corrupting all the bosses,
Tallying up all the wins,
While deducting all the losses,
Hitting play after all the pauses,
New York City stay be, freaking awesome.

People be wilding out,
For the salads they be tossing,
It causes a ruckus,
Like wild and crazy kids, let loose on recess.

But still, we stay ready,
Stacked and prepped like late-night pizza orders,
Carving dreams from concrete, crossing invisible borders.
And if the noise gets loud,
Watch your mouth,
I can get petty,
Close your eyes,
Having you drift off to sleep,
Right beside your Teddy.

We’re the heartbeat of chaos, the rhythm of the grind,
Breaking rules to find truths others left behind.
No city compares, no space feels this electric,
We’re the charge in the storm, unapologetically kinetic.

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The Red Lounge | Photo | Art

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Today I figure I share a photo from my weekend that brought me the most joy. I had attended an event that the venue was just so elegant, I actually knew not what to say. The only thing I was able to do was to enjoy the ambiance and capture photographs that will tell a story.

The Red Lounge

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