Breathe life into us,
So that we can live through the hearts of many.
Live honestly, so that lies can’t build off of envy.
The world delivers to you the depth of the wisest meanings.
May we greet love with sober thoughts.
Lift veils with conscious words untaught.
May we all be pleased with our findings.
And conquer our struggles with our hustle and grinding.
Be loving, world.
Be true, thoughts.
Be real, eyes.
Peace & Love Always!
By: J. Peters 🍀
As fly as I can be,
Making waves in the hearts and minds of plenty.
Never does a moment past that you can reprimand me.
My karma so good, I call her ass to defend me.
Keeping my haters so tight that their eyes bulge out like candy.
So damn sweet even God pats my back with envy.
Surrounding me with flowers that are other worldly and pretty.
I watch the angels write my name in the clouds, because I’m gritty.
Paranormal activities keep my heart beating like african drums.
In a trance during the night time I hear my ancestors sang and hum.
So fresh is the idea of a truth teller explaining the lie.
Breaking it down so that others can no longer deny.
I’m me, so damn unpredictable, but comprehensible, like a wave.
Though my mystery comes in a mystical juice like Lady Dais,
For ever building on my dreams until I began to fade.
Be quick, mind.
Be humble, world.
Be true, heart.
Peace & Love Always!! 💋
By: J. PETERS👑
I feel stuck in a circus of bizarre,
Bungee cord risk and doorways of fire.
Who am I to say I don’t belong?
My rooms are filled with clownish characters with no balloons.
When I self reflect I dress the part so well.
But my mind perceives the pain its been trained to feel.
The falsehoods has been planted repeatedly in my head to death.
But yet I can just as easily change my clothes.
Eliminate the crazy with reality in one small dose.
A lot to do, I’ll let my action speak so take notice.
Bring forth the wine lets toast to this!
For now I’ll be your clown,
A diamond in a world of imitation glass, still unfound.
Stuck in a carnival of rare rooms and trick mirror mazes.
Balancing on a ball with more than enough suitcases.
by: jasmine aka beyondalleyes