EARTH-BODY AND WOMAN

EARTH-BODY & WOMAN

EARTH-BODY

is not just something that

I

say I am

EARTH-BODY

is the way I LIVE my LIFE

it’s seen in how

I am with my

UNDERSTANDING

my SUN,

it’s seen in how

I choose my friends –

TRU blue and down 4 me

and

I’m down 4 them

it’s seen in how I treat my family

always been hurt by them

and

still  –

I give my LOVE

it’s seen in how

I handle my struggles –

been in a lot of

places and situations

I had no business in

and

I’ve handled it all

the good and the bad

like the soldier

like the vet

that I am

I’m resilient

I’m reliable

I’m honest –

what you see is what you get

I’m a survivor

I’m a teacher –

each one – teach one

HELL NO

I’m here to teach the MASSES

EARTH – BODY

is not just something that

I

say I am

EARTH – BODY

is

how I live my life

and

still

I’m a woman

which is what I learned today

because

girls put up with shit

WOMEN –

TRU QUEENS

walk away… 

Everyday Hustle…

I’m the drug dealer on campus

but

ideas are what I hustle

ideas that sustained me

through all of my struggles

I

KNOW the problems –

and

solutions are what I give

so no one else will have

to live the life that I’ve lived

I’m the vehicle

to

a

better way for others

but

especially

4

my SISTAS

and

my BROTHAS

I have concrete solutions

to

your concrete problems

yes

I am the one

who’s gonna help

you

solve them

‘cause

KNOWLEDGE

WISDOM

&

UNDERSTANDING

are my creed

it’s my education

that will make us all FREE

‘cause

KNOWLEDGE

WISDOM

&

UNDERSTANDING

are my creed

my education will

make us all FREE

I’m the drug dealer on campus

but

ideas are what I hustle

ideas born out of

my

every day struggles…

As The Days Go By…

As the days go by

the pain

the hurt

the anger

subsides…

little by little

As the days go by

the tears

the heartache

the disappointment

the tears

start to slow…

little by little

As the days go by

the urge

the need

the urgency

to

SEE HIM

that need…

little by little…

I

wish

I could say

that

I

will

NEVER

be in this position again

but that would be a lie

I’m

always gonna be open to

LOVE

My

HEART

will always feel

Is

this

my

curse

is

this

my

blessing

After

all that I have been through

My HEART

has not turned

ice cold

Am

I

brave

or

Am

I

crazy

To

leave

mySELF

open to being hurt again

As the days go by

the pain

the hurt

the anger

subsides…

little by little…

 

This is what I want my blog to be like when I grow up… So inspired

Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart

A Place for true artists to share their work

Hello my wonderful friends and readers, and a happy new year to you all. Things have finally calmed down a bit again after a hectic 2012 and a really hectic end of the year. There is only a certain amount of time you can spend looking backwards and appreciate what has happened, before those fingers starts to tickle again and your vocal chord screams for attention, even though time does not allow it to do so all the time. I am now ready with a new year, and new opportunities and the first thing I want to present this year is my newly re-opened forum on my website. The Idea behind it is to build a strong platform full of artists of all genres and art forms for the purpose of evolving as artists and learn from each other. that the…

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Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart

I haven´t touched a pen since the 365 daily challenge

Hello, I finally got around half an hour of peace around here, I have not written or done anything in 3 months, so I went with stream of conscious when I wrote my first verse in 2013. so here it is, no title or anything:

Strangled,

Choking

Almost overdosin

Out of breath,

commotion

With the boredom i´m enrolled with

Poetry in motion is at standstill, force it

Waiting for another day that moves ,in orbit

Breathe  with the hill sides

The mill mold the minds,

or at times

Forcing mine to draw the lines

And call the strike to brawl with rhymes

And cause the rise of riots, over  nusery chrymes

Im both cursed

and blessed

From birth til death

But my poker face will scream check mate

When you question all the breaths I take

Or question all the…

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