The kind of sleep
Where the sunlight is your alarm, the covers and sheets are tossed and thrown.
Your eyes are crusted, drool dried up on your cheeks, with your shirt half on.
Deep, ugly and long…
The kind of sleep,
That you awaken from with an arm stretched high yawn.
The kind that makes you feel confused and dazed for a minute long.
Yes my kind of sleep
Heavy, untimed, long and sweet…
By: meeee… Jasmine
You know my words pour thick
Like honey with a slow drip.
Be I jasmine, a flower,
sweet on the nose and lips like a first kiss.
I’d spray the world with my scent.
Praying they’ll awaken from within
Praying once they’ve notice, they’ve been still waters, like a rain storm they’ll began.
I can only wish ,
that they’ll help me flood the world with knowledge.
Properly lift up our ancestors and please the spirits of the forgotten.
Let’s crown thee Earth of abundant Love.
Finally we all shall listen to the wind whistle secrets in flawless melodies from the heated core up under the grass and bugs.
Just like a heart broken Singer, sanging from their core (heart) about their tainted love.
Yes let’s heal this world together !
Let’s build this world for better .
By meee. Jasmine
They live on with a new set of wings.
Watching us and hearing our dreams.
We remember them as pieces of ours souls.
To our hearts we hold them close.
In memory let us make a toast!
For there presence is no longer in the physical,
but in their own spiritual gold.
Rest In peace
To loved ones lost,
Peace & Love
To the ones who still remain.
by jasmine aka beyond all eyes