Updated: Jan 8
Thoughts that are too big to embody
A Spirit too strong to hold
I am my own.
I am me.
You get lost in webs of complexity
And your energy doesn't know where to flow
Whether it's the paper, the floor
Your body melts,
Molding to more
Painting Picasso and Michaelangelo
Stature and stature
Masterpieces caught in the moment
Flaunt it, you're finally on it
You've gotten your power
The worlds final hour
Black and Beautiful
Black is NOT evil
Black does not embody DARKNESS
It embodies LIGHT as well
Soaking in the Essence
Our Mind is the balance
The dance between Evil and Good
Is a ballet for the conscious.
Passion is a beautiful thing. Humans are beautiful, until their nature tears them apart.
FUN FACT: This poem took 2 minutes to write ~ free flowing, freestyle, unedited.
Let the power in you, connect with the power in this.