What’s life without sacrifice
Wasted time-
As a bystander
Taking crumbs from the counter
I rather they
Give me my flowers
A force to be reckoned with
Spirit on another channel
I build
Just to have something
To dismantle
Dez Sevena
Imagination_733
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What’s life without sacrifice
Wasted time-
As a bystander
Taking crumbs from the counter
I rather they
Give me my flowers
A force to be reckoned with
Spirit on another channel
I build
Just to have something
To dismantle
Dez Sevena
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mlowe5 says: Profoundly deep with a juxtaposed ending. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Imagination_733
I writeNot going to lie It used to be easier to write Had to question these lines Is my heart made of steel Am I galvanized? Can’t write about people I don’t idolize I write about life Is that enough Behind the pen We intend to speak The Truth From every perspective When there’s purpose There’s intention Can’t think of a better impression It’s impressive The story’s we tell Full disclosure here Testimonial trails Ceremonial thrills I write to feel The emotions Buried beneath A complex soul Too busy writing To speak Where reality merges ... |
PurposeTaking strides to progress Learning from mistakes Knowing when to cut ties and When to invest Loyal to few Never bother with the rest Hold my head high No living with regrets Firm in my beliefs Careful with every step Lucifer loves to test I profess God’s greater He interjects I witness the effects Life held on by threads I’m still blessed Plenty of cushion To tread Enemies intend To destabilize Jealous of my time With their 9-5 This isn’t hate I love my neighbor Blame it on My third eye I can see Without sight It’s my right ... |
Self MantraWhat’s life without sacrifice Wasted time- As a bystander Taking crumbs from the counter I rather they Give me my flowers A force to be reckoned with Spirit on another channel I build Just to have something To dismantle Dez Sevena |
TranquilityBreathe deep Imagine ... |
Sidewalk DreamsI recall those sunny days When we thought the pavement Would cave. Blaring music, while riding the sound waves Old school, But feeling like a pair of brand new shoes Converse baby- Everyone on the block knew it too. Our backward caps falling to the ground When the windmill hit motion Pop & Lock so clean You'd think we were floatin' Sidewalk Dreams: Young guns Living life free Using Hip Hop As a legitimate means Telling our story By creating a beat |
Fight without fearI fear no man He bleeds the way I do I'm not stepping down from the podium Until the hoarseness of my voice |
Strong mindsYour life brings strife. Uncle Sam's preoccupied with distributing knives. Somehow, trying to prepare us for a gun fight. What's right? Neither side convinces strong minds. I must be strong minded. There's too many people behind it. From a distance I see those sheep coming in herds. Strong minds, we're different, we come in flocks like birds. I pin liberty to my wings, because I was born to be free. Don't deny me life. I'm referring to those politicians who put blindfolds over our eyes. There's no conspiracy! Strong minds see through lies. I'm not waiting on a ballot to restore humanity. The answer's not in Trump or Hilary. The program you've glued yourself to is orchestrated by the political guru's. They already knew you'd eat that s*** up. Because for some...there's no such thing as truth. Population brainwashed by the electric tube.
Written by: Dez Sevena |
Wine and Friends
Wine . . . Tastes so delicious when it meets the edge of your lips I personally savor the liquid sensation Losing myself in an alcoholic embracement
My glass barely filled Keeps me satisfied among laughing friends
Our conversation tantalized with drunkenness A few young women pleased with the way life has been spent.
Wine and friends.
More than recreational, more than some postponed get-together This is a few good women drinking on behalf of feminine revolution. For the trials and tribulations. With politics sweeping the background noise in high volume The world seems so peaceful through this wine bottle. We are not winos. We celebrate our promotions. Women without men Causing a commotion. Ou... |
Roses and ThornsThis particular flower, holds so many thorns As if screaming behold thy pain Such a carnation So sweet and subtle Imperfect perfections in which the other flowers were obsessed. Dressed casually in ribbon Yet so discreet with each petal. She stands feminine Apart from other glories Modest in affection, but unfound In fairy tale sections Chaos splitting the groove within her stem She feels rejected In one loves view So seldom in love Who knew?
Try and connect the dots From each spot she is bruised Her cuts are endless Her worries- She wishes Were few.
Her palms so small Unable to fit all her mistakes The blisters swell Though it doesn’t pain her numb ... |
Enlightened
(Desiree's Verse) Like a magnet She attracts spirits |