Dream In Colour

Remembering a Time when my world was not so busy,

When my mind was not so loud.

A Space where my inner being could simply be, 

Where my thoughts were not so crowded.

A Plane upon which I could lay my weary head, 

Upon which I could spread my child-like wings.

A Line drawn in the sand, marking where I stand.

Between all of this bliss and my Fifth Dimension.

Between my consciousness and a higher realization.

Black Thoughts

Graffiti scars under a sky of dust
Faint associations with guilt, pride & lust
A life of complications, a quest to find my soul
I took a journey through creation, in the hopes of being whole
Black thoughts they infiltrate me, white garments though I wear 

By day embracing darkness, dark faces they may stare
These dreams no longer scare me, my skin no longer bleeds
I hunger for eternity, this life is but a seed
I'm in search of deeper meaning, in search of where to start,
Verbally emancipated through poetry and art
A covenant with destiny, a contract for my soul
This journey through creation will surely make me whole
Creativity's just flowing, I know not what I say
Though evolution of my spirit shall bring me brighter days
I may be in my caged state but one day I will fly
Spreading my wings in proud possession of the sky

My Curls.

My curls are everything you wish you knew about me

But it won't reveal my inner mystery

My hair means young, it means wild, it means free

My African nature sometimes precedes me

People try to tell me who I am and they whisper, "I bet she..."

My curls are everything you wish you knew about me

My curls exude confidence, beauty, and sex appeal;

They keep secrets, create dreams, and remind me

How bright I expect my future to be

My hair does define me. But not as you define it, as I do.

I am everything I believe my hair means

My curls are everything you wish you knew about me

~ Original poem by Katrina

http://www.hellopoetry.com/

I'm Okay.

If I had opened this crumpled heart of mine

So much would've spilled out I was afraid to find

It's still hard to express the vastness of the gap she left

It's still hard to digest the harsh reality of life's theft

Life in its constant yet complex state of going (nowhere?)

My strength slowly going after 13 years of

Running...

Tripping...

Switching gears

If I could fight my fears

Well, all I could throw is a fist full of tears

And I don't mean to sound depressed

It's just been long since she left

This world

This physical natural realm

Sometimes I just really need to vent but I'm fine, I really am

They say tears cleanse the soul...whether sad... :( or happy... :)

Overwhelmed with a sweet love that rained so heavily

All I could do was stagger wearily to my feet

A long-lost smile on my face basking in the peace that surrounded me

And the world still hurts me

People disappoint me but I guess it's alright

The sun always shines (",)

And all these days will be nothing but stories to tell her when I get there

Diary entry number infinity

She is still so sorely missed

These bruises slowly fade but the memories remain

The world may change but our God is still the same, right?

Strength is my mother

(For all the love she gave)

And many mornings when I wake, I look back at our yesterdays

And I'm okay (",)

Songs of a Lady Samsonite ~ Written in 2010.

Heaven On Earth.

Seasons greetings! :)

My apologies for a very long absence. After much trial and tribulation, I have decided that I am going to release one of my former glory poems in my large volt of #throwback poems, for each chapter in Songs of a Lady Samsonite. I clearly had a lot to express back then, and with history repeating itself in certain aspects of my soundtrack, it's only fitting that I delve deep and bring out something that still feels relevant to me.

I wrote this particular one a very long time ago, in juniour high school to be more frank, so excuse some of the rough edges and the cheesiness. :) 

"The greatest science in the world is heaven, and on earth it's love..." - Mother Theresa.

Once upon a time 

I fell from the sky 

Clouds passing by 

Fell through time, nearly lost my mind 

Lost my cloud base, everything I'd known 

And wondered the face of the earth alone 

Unfamiliar with loneliness, heart ache and pain 

Depression became my second name 

A fallen angel with a tainted face 

I lost my shine when I fell from grace 

True love was clearly hard to find 

But something about you spelled "one of a kind" 

Humility struck me like nothing before 

You have no halo, you wear no glow 

But how can this be? 

A mortal so sweet 

Without wings, you sweep me off my feet 

Yet humbly and gently you made me whole 

One touch of your hand and I turned to gold!

My earthly angel, you gave me life 

My robes pure white, darkness is light 

My heart is at ease, restoration of peace 

And love now abides in me 

I smile in my soul, 

You took away my hurt 

You made heaven a place on earth 

Now I soar like a beautiful bird 

For you made heaven a place on earth.

Withdrawal Symptoms...

It doesn't seem fair, but

Most of the time you don't

Find the love you want

From the person you want it from.

You can keep fighting for it - 

Or you can surrender.

It doesn't mean you love them less.

You just choose to love them from afar.

So that you can clear your heart

To see that the love you want

Is in you.

Shuga.

I AM...

I am sophisticated and passionate

I wonder where to start

I hear the abstract symphonies of my heart

I see the pictures, paintings and scars

I want freedom from the past

I am sophisticated and passionate

I pretend I am content

I feel dissociated yet at peace

I touch the royal velvet robes of my Priesthood

I worry about mediocrity

I cry about regret

I am sophisticated and passionate

I understand I am a child of God

I say He is always with me

I dream of my life in colour and metaphors

I try to open up, to trust, and to rise above

In spite of the never lasting

I am hard wired to love