I’m a woman!!!

Stuck sitting on the toilet!
I’m a Woman! I’m a Woman!
A Woman Got Dammit!

How come my mommy couldn’t be the Modern Day Madre back in the day?
I had to learn about my womanhood in the middle school sex ed. Classroom.
Like 12 and 13 made you grown and cramps would come like hard days at track practice
Or earthquakes rocking boulders down avalanches.
Face of 16 yet 26 rising on the physical
Slow aged like cheese and still spiritual bound like the immortals.
Who are you girl, bleeding from the womb?
Bleeding in the resurrection and procreation tomb and room?
No pains do you whine?
All that blood for seven days, yet you do not cry of dyin’?
What wrong with you girl, Have you no life?
Who created these growing pains and why do we stop growing for life to become crises of midlife menopause of middle age.
Oh Time, Father Time. You Forsake us you bastard.
Coward you are!!
You Limit my Motherly womb of Nature with clocks that tick and tock
And bombs that drop with bloody hell on monthly week for majority of my life.
And every one of those 7 days, I find myself sitting on this toilet with my lady products,
Feeling like that teenage girl again first learning that it’s hit me!

I’m a WOMAN!

Lullaby’s Groove

Lullaby's Groove.

Nights Like This

Nights like this
I wish
….Rain drops would continue to fall. After work, take a shower & to our bed I would crawl.
Next to you is where I dream to lay. Hugging us close & forgetting about my day.
Kisses to cheeks.
Warm bodies under sheets.
We escape into our own world of love.
Lights off we breathe in the moons energy from above.
No words needed.
We intertwine our roots as the trees we seeded.
Flowering our love to bloom.
Seeds forming inside thy womb.
We’re too high to feel the worlds lows.
As the air flows.
We the mist.
Long days before, i yearned for your kiss.
But I lay awake, dreaming about nights like this.

-QueenSoulSista

#poetry #istillgotmyflow #qss #queensoulsista #poet #loveverse

Destination Element

1/14/13 5:54am

Did I force my hug upon you
Just to smell the scent of your skin
To know what mystical exstacy your hold could embrace.
Unforgiving flow of the Piscean waters we were birthed in
Its not a mystery to me
Not you
Nor I
Natural distractions acquired to tangle the mind
So I could alone unravel your essence
One on one
Spirit by spirit
Presence
All the persons inside of us.
Unbreakable bonds of metal
The old soul inside commanded me to be here.
In these moments
Creating time
Running lengthwise miles afar
Across my mind
Don’t hide
Never from my existence
Don’t run
Nowhere can time hide you
Kiss of the Sun
Inevitable vision & warmth in light
Connections don’t lie
Reflections in mirrored waves
No illusions or magic
This is no circus
Only a Fun house
Where we read minds
Say what the other thinks
With eyes
No words spoken
Psychic
Just let it be
Don’t strip the magnet
Gravitational pull of the Moon
You feel me
I see you
Free

~QSS

What do we believe in?

I stopped believing in soul mates
While “I pray The Lord my soul to take”
Who can let another take thy soul
If already guaranteed to a spirit whole….

Why keep being let down by men and women that we think are going to be ours for a lifetime. Regardless, we are birthed alone and we will die alone. No need to go through the pain of heartache or losing love. I’ve given too many times to the wrong “love of my life’s” and “we’re supposed to be togethers”.
It’s good to finally realize that love and longtime are not compatible to some people. Marriage is just a sign of togetherness, in which people have put more emphasis on the ring instead of the unions. I’ve bought two rings, lost two rings, had one of my own and lost parts of my spirit in each circular motion.

No matter how good you may treat someone and how deeply we give, we still end up as one person. One spirit, one heart, one soul, that belongs to no one. I can only share my spirit and self without thinking about who can mate with my soul, which can not be taken. I am content in saying those words and be confident in keeping that. I can only be really good friends with someone that I could keep around for an extended period of time.
I’m taking all types of Outkast Love and returning it all back. Someone I can share everything with and lose nothing because we both know we aren’t lives guaranteed to each other. Even cool enough to make promises to each other and keep them without feeling the pressures of breaking hearts because we are only committed as friends. Same as Not judging someone by their names, we will not judge us by a relationship title. Just ride it out and know, whatever happens, happens. Don’t sweat the bullshit or little shit around us. Just live and be free. Someone who will say “I’m just being me” at the same time I do and we’ll keep it that way. Forever. Then maybe one day we will be more, or less, but we will….. BE.

~QSS.

Reflector

October 30,2012

I got asked today.. “What career path do you want for the rest of your life?” My answer is always that I don’t want to have to work for anyone. I want my art to be my work. Make me prosperous from my own gifts.
It makes me sad many times that a person/artist such as myself always has to struggle the most but has the most abilities to be successful. Art is more the gift that is not seen & always taken for granted. Why?

I question where I will be in the next day, next week, month & year. Wanting to Do so much & to go so many places. But wanting to get to those places without them being because of bad circumstances. I definitely don’t feel like I’m living my life, & it’s weird because everyone thinks someone so talented, is living a great life.
I don’t have much to Show for what these hands can produce. What sucks is having to depend solely on someone else to get roots to grow in my pockets. What seeds are nurturing my path for growth? I try to put faith in people who claim they’re interested in supporting my art, and always end with those letdowns.

People offer me better opportunities but I always reject the possible chance just because I think of those who hurt my pride & spirit because they wanted to help, more to benefit themselves. And I was blind to that, until I was the let down & had to find a way out, find a place to shelter my body. Of course I want the best for myself. I want a happy beginning, & peaceful ending, but at what cost? I wang to trust. Want to be able to lay down & breathe in sleep & love as I close my eyes to feeling alive with my goals & dreams intact. Even have love for someone else as I love myself.

Yes it’s hard to trust anybody & I’m not ashamed to say that that is a protective flaw that I hold in my heart. Intuitions form so vividly within my mind. I can just read negative energy even when it’s nowhere near.

Positivity reigns in my smile but I still have to keep some sort of shield to protect my sanity. I get stressed out to the point that my thought feel suicidal sometimes but my love did myself erased that disgust. Yet I still question my worth and how long will I have to endure this cycle that has been killing me slowly since 2008.
I need a break from these hard times. This is not what growth & experience is supposed to be about.
I can’t even cry about it.

The fact that I’ve grown used to this struggle is so devastating because it forces me to know that at some point, i could be back down to rock bottom. Why can’t my mind breathe & actually feel like there may be a calm ending to this madness.

When will it end? Or will it end with me? I hope I’m not first. But sometimes I feel like that’s the only nearing relief.

-TJW

Artistic Love

07/05/10

If I was looking into your eyes, I would make time stop so I could keep the everlasting image of life into your soul.

The real views of all possibilities made to bring truth forward. Something that Earth can’t recycle because your vision is clear. Pure.

Insight to my heart from the matter in my brain says that you matter. You who are here now more than ever could speak to my watches hands.

Those touching closely to you. Rubbing expressions & emotions inside your brain through the deepness of your roots. From scalp to nerves.

The nervous system that speeds up when you are in unison with my physical & mental realm. Calling forth unrealistic verbs made attainable by two.

If I was looking into your eyes, my sight would be clearer, days made brighter as your words became my heart beats. Collectively bringing life into my soul. We become one in two rhymatic vocal bursts of artistic love.

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