Wise Jonesing

I close my eyes so that I can see,

Hold my breath so that I can breathe.

Mute my ears so that I can learn to believe.

I possess an unbinding faith in my conciousness to connect with the divine, so that my ancestors and I can link.

Prioritizing my thoughts so that i can think.

Feeling my way through life as if its fierce heat are mere warnings and its suffocating tensions are only lessons.

Smelling the sweetness inside the burnt ashes of many blessings and messages.

I weigh my options by seeking a truth that only unravels within itself.

A truth that can only be felt and dealt.

A truth that delivers me knowledge with age and peace like a monk, messiah, and the help craves.

It be my own dismay that limits my abilities through doubt and scattered things.

Speak of me, with a tongue that is cleansed with sacred water & honey dipped Alstroemeria untaint.

With words too powerfully innocent for the faint.

Hear my cries so that my pain is not in vain.

So that my woes don’t drive me insane.

Align my path with aster flowers as I walk, so that my heart and presence can be felt before I am sought.

Be I the clear quartz healer of the broken and the Black Tourmaline to your enemies unjust evil unspoken.

Be loud, eyes.

Be silent, lies.

Be peaceful, love.

Peace and love always!

J. Peters

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Nailed Shut

It’s the heat of hell that gets to you,

Digging at your inner peace and rocking your core to explode so that the stress you carry can be written.

It’s the cry of venom that is lethal to the life of plenty.

Truth scarring their skin like a concrete burn that rips skin until the meat of your arm shines brightly and thinly.

Watch what you say because words and feelings are the only thing that ever remains after change.

Mute is the cry of the fallen angels that soar through the sky’s looking for an enemy.

Confusion is the souls that don’t no where to go so they choose to lay within the black goo that absorbs the lies of the envied.

To feel helpless is to feel a fear that can only be empty.

A timeless pain that can only confine us.

Be at ease all..

Love and light..

J. Peters

Tasteless

Never forget your value while trying to prove to an unloyal person that your loyalty has no boundaries.

As women our strength is in how we love.

How our voices can heal the wounded souls of the broken unloved.

Do you value the way he treats you or what you can get?

Is your relationship based off of passionate sex or the need to forgive?

See some relationships are based on forgiveness and toleration.

To teach you what it means to be undeserving and patient.

But, be humble to the fact that love can cause you to have unrealistic expectations.

Which lead to you accepting false love from a person that has never known real love or deprecating love unaquainted.

Be easy, heart.

Be true, world.

Be loud, mind.

Peace & Love Always.

By: J. Peters πŸ’

Inevitable

It’s a drug to us all..

Pain is..

Its the only thing that makes us want.

It’s the only thing that makes us desire.

Like a lone woman watching a goose swim across a lake with her baby ducks trailing her and mimicking her pace and ways.

It’s only then the woman feels the pain of a loss that has no name.

Like a little girl playing jump rope to the sound of a faint 1, 2, count or

Like a little boy running for a touch down as his dad screams from the stands hoarsely ‘ run Champ’, it’s only then that the old admires the youth.

The freedom to not stress about adult things.

The freedom to be yourself beyond what others may think.

All begins and ends after youve felt pain.

After you’ve fallen into a hole where you can no longer pretend to be the same.

Be blessed, life.

Be quick, mind.

Be clear, heart.

Peace & Love Always

By: J. Peters πŸ’Ž

Dark As Night

My thoughts pour chaos into the background of my mind like a drive thru movie.

Seeing the bad for what it is and the good for what it wasn’t.

Remembering a time of laughter and unheard of jokes that seem to soften my eyes in past pictures.

My past memories began transforming into an undying wish for old times to rewind once again.

I climb high above my ambitions , only to fall in a pit of weary and skeletons unmentioned.

Yes we all have something to hide, something to reveal, something to deny.

But shouldnt we all walk with our head held high regardless of our position?

Shouldnt we all play ghost and live in disguise, while ignoring others heartbreaking existence?

Like over processed hair frail, stressed, and over conditioned.

We must learn to let go, regrow, and minimize the amount of weightless thinking we do without action and consistence.

We can be more than our mistake or we can let our mistake reshape and mold us into fear, frustration, and dismay.

Self depracating what success we achieve, because we are conditioned to find the NO and bad in everything.

Would you live for another’s big break?

Making someone else a millionaire while you work your life away?

Excusing the hate that brews from lack of love, is like calling one a racist because they describe what each race of people look like and does.

Just like caviar on a Ritz or box wine drunk in a throw away cup i bought from Cosco for 99 cents,

I am an acquired taste for the fancy, meek, and hardly ever missed.

As rare as a crystal that grants the wishes of truth.

I am but a girl whose fire matches her passion and truth.

Be woke world.

Be solid, voice.

Be rare, thoughts.

Peace & Love Always!

By: J. Peters 🦁

Clear Shot

I do it

because it has to be done, not because I want to do it.

Like working daily to survive on low funds, just to keep your life construed.

I listen

because God gave us two ears so that we can hear the truth in a lie.

So that we can hear the I love you in a mute goodbye.

If everyone lost their way, then what path would we turn to?

You all can be guided by what another says to be true, id rather be condemned for walking beyond the group.

Yearning for more than another’s limited ways.

They say the youth is free and the old are contained.

So let’s run threw the flowers in May and suckle the sweet flowers honey away.

Can you count on yourself to take care of you?

When no ones looking, who are you?

What change can you bring that will silence mute cries?

Like a drunkard at a bar, unlawfully beyond the limits, but still will unashamedly deny it.

Be loose like hair in the wind and completed like a symphony written by some powdered wig man.

Forever tempted to be a mimosa to your weekend binge.

Be loud, voice.

Be direct, thoughts.

Be honest, heart.

Peace & Love Always!

By: J. Peters πŸ˜‡

Imagine

Pride won’t let you win.

Itll let you pretend though.

Its takes deep thought to see what you want to see.

No matter your loss, you always need what you couldn’t keep.

How weak can words be if it can control your mental pleads.

Within us all is a desire to feed our soul the love that can make us feel complete.

Like paint drying, I don’t bore myself with undertones and mute goodbyes.

Just free me from vanity, so that i can fly,

Baring all for the world, while laying in the sky.

Wise and open to the light,

Drinking bitter wine with stale crackers, old cheese and fruit thinly sliced.

Forever mute , looped within a silent cry.

Be silent, mind.

Be easy, love.

Be true, world.

Peace & Love Always!!!πŸ’‹

By: J. Peters🍾🍷

Swayeur

Like water to a fish, my presence allows you to sustain.

Drink with me , lets converse about the constellations and what our future will bring.

A moth to my light , you’re forever drawn in, because my mystery is a puzzle you can’t solve.

Fore my mystery forever evolves.

Must i go on a journey that leads through dark forests and ethereal lands, just to make you wonder?

Like watching a man pump $2 dollars worth of gas, making us all sonder. Relatable being,

I can make you feel, in the depth of your loniest thoughts, your unconsciousness revealed.

I can fill that void that makes you doubt all you’ve been taught.

Reaching for the stsrs, lets find the things we have all sought.

For you I’ll bring peace to your woes and nourish your hunger with understanding.

Its not rude to be demanding if you’re reprimanding.

Ill eradicate your weary with a comfort that so heavenly your night won’t be spent miserably awake.

Come now, please come so that i can heal your soul and gift your life with a break..

Be wise, choice

Be woke, soul.

Be present, love.

Peace & Love Always!! πŸ’‹

By: J. PetersπŸ‘‘

Ponder

I can no longer tolerate less than what I’m willing to give.

Why should I lessen myself and bid my gifts?

So if i give you the moon, you must bring me the stars.

If I strengthen your heart, you must heal my scars.

Its become too difficult to carry your baggage with my own.

My bones are aching and my soul has gone numb.

So take your weight, so I can balance my own.

View getting bigger, i see different,

Life becoming clearer, i feel different.

Words becoming deeper, i hear different

Actions becoming bigger, i vibe different.

Growing, just keep growing,

No slowing down what was planned before my knowing.

Like wind ill be as free as a bird at night.

Unseen yet forever present during daylight.

Moving smooth and swift like a hunters knife, precise.

As wise as the owl that never turns it back.

Trust no one but, still remember to interact..

Be quiet, mind.

Be short, words.

Be heavy, heart.

Peace & Love Always!

By: J. PetersπŸ’‹

Ethereal

It only gets sweeter,

Like aged wine, old bread, and rotten fruit.

Its the spoiling that makes it sweet,

So spoil me until I’m weak.

Paint the words of my soul, through your eyes, inspire.

For your perception of me, is the knowledge I desire.

Be i the black mamba to your heart so damn lethal igniting instant sparks.

Call it love at first sight, like star gazing from the planetarium at night.

They say you’re only as strong as your deepest scar.

And only as loving as your softest laugh.

Full love no halfs, lets take it further than to far.

So dear please be as gentle as a feathers touch and as strong as a monks oath of silence.

Because, it only gets sweeter.

Like aged wine, old bread, and rotten fruit.

Follow my murmurs into an escapade of euphoric routes.

Be open, mind.

Be loving, words.

Be clear, eyes.

Peace & Love Always! πŸ’‹

By: J. Peters πŸ”₯

The Butterfly Effect

Like a song bird, sang to me sweet nothings that lead to sin.

Build me up, so that i will never fall again.

Like ice, cool my heat to balance out my wins. So that I can remain humble with no need to pretend.

The sun dims the light of the moon, but yet the moon still lights the night.

It’s the hype, that leads us to believe the smaller light isn’t as bright.

Just like sand holds the Ocean back, but still can be consumed.

Or how a single pebble can plug a whole in a dam that has been ruined.

It’s takes something small to feed something big.

Like a single idea can turn into an empire.

A dream can change the minds of the uninspired.

Love can influence all to do what another desires.

The list goes on, small things cause a ripple effect in every ones life.

It’s unpredictable how a plan can be diminished or successful by the simple smallest conside.

Be honest, world.

Be true, love.

Be clear, heart.

Peace & Love Always.

By: J. Peters 🌻

On the Way

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May the truth be the weight that anchorsΒ  you.

Holding you in place,Β  you’re the target long over due, for karma is on her way .

After the burning of many tossed handkerchiefs we send you on your way.

There’s no brighter way than today,Β  to spread the news you hate.

So hang your head in shame when hell reigns superior on your name.

Lie be damned at the hurt your deceit creates in the universe , causing one star to dim.

But you’re not powerful enough to kill the light God built from within.

So another lesson learned and another light to tune.

If I shall rest before sunsets,Β  then you shall rest at noon.

Be I the the final equation of the wraith that will have you doomed?

Be truthful, love .

Be thoughtful,Β  heart .

Be kind, words

Peace &love Always.

By: J . PETERS 🌹

Destiny

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Truth picks you apart and places you in the darkest hour .

The reign of the venom that exposes your hurt and turns the newer improved you, sour .

There’s not enough saving that can changeΒ  a liar.

So if you fall victim to the lie just know the real you expires .

Beware of the empty void of self preservation that weighs out your possibilities and your desires.

Shall we mute the scream of the tongue that speaks your name in vain ?

Can we move a soldier into the darkest places and expect them to come out as normal as the sane?

You’d be surprise at the wrecking ball that is required to change .

It knocks down the walls and crumbles your comfort zoneΒ  so that you will no longer let time fade.

Deception fuels the weak to depend on their hate.

It fuels the fire that eliminates your means to be great .

The loop hole to your every mistake,Β  is that time never takes a break.

You have to be strong even when your only strength is to wait.

Be true World

Be quick love

Be silent soul .

Peace & Love Always

By: J.  Peters 🌹

 

Rare Rose

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Like a rose,

I grow for all to see.

Sending out the sweetest fumes so that my inner honey draws you all like bees..Β 

But through beauty comes pain,Β 

So pick from me one at a time,Β  so through the years our love will remain.Β 

My armour of thorns draws blood so that only the greedy will retreat from the pain.

Only few can hold me,Β  I grow in the rarest of places , at times,Β  so that all will know me.Β 

A rose of layered petals that hold my soul to everything.Β 

May I bloom in your mind and bring light to your days.

May I be your gift from the heart to some one you can’t hate.Β 

My words can never fade , like heavy ink on the depth of thread homemade.

Be gentle world,Β 

Be sweet love,Β 

Be truthful mind .

Peace & Love Always

By: J . PETERS 🌹

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Casanova

IMG_20171219_135412_20171219140404024I display you on a canvas for all of the world to see.
Showing your inner thoughts and motives behind all your schemes.
This one is for the books,Β  so that they will know of you, before you speak.

Serial lover,Β  you be the Manson to hoarse pleads.

Smiling widely at your own inflicted pain.

Yet you’re the most vain,

Burying your hurt in shit so that you’ll grow clean,Β  but no matter the beauty you will still stink,Β  of the bullshit you have sowed.

Reaping the hearts of the broke, but you can never know what it means to love from the soul.

To have your body touched without a physical caress.

To feel your heart flutter from the sound of your true loves breath.

Be you a fool that could never feel at rest.

Walking in the shadows putting out what little light is left.

But dear Nova,Β  didn’t you know that broken could be fixed?

But not your broken, huh?

You are shattered into smaller bits and scattered in places you would never be missed.

Funny how you see yourself,Β  ignoring the time I took to find those bits with no help.

Seeing the beast within you that made others bail.Β  Empowering the best in you,Β  at least that’s how I felt.

So damaged you think your wrongs ward off pain, but no love they ward off help.

I pray that you one day discover your true self and then karma comes and… yeah.. maybe one day the broken will become whole once again only to be shattered by their own games they played with a false win.

Peace & love always…

Be kind love,

be true heart,

Be focused mind…

J. Peters