Famous vs For Real Deal

  A deep breath in and a deep breath out. Slowly, your soul becomes relaxed. A calming sensation radiates from  the inside out, or from head to toe. That's the irony of the feeling. It's indescribable to those who haven't yet experienced it. Yet, the feeling is real, true and congenial. A deep breath out. Slowly, peace is there. No one person or persons can take away the solace of a deep breath in  and a deep breath out, Slowly. 🌝

Time, time, time So much time to pass away What do we do with all this time Do we take every moment for granted or do we just waste it all away All this time to be used All this time that has gone away What we do with our time Decide who we are today Time as we know it never stops to address our concerns Time just takes notes, remembers who you are, then walks away with no shame Never skipping a beat nor making a delay Time keeps on moving, despite what's in the way We should be more like time since we live in it day by day

Love all no matter what. It has been written. Turn the other cheek. Look the other way. Walk away into the next day. The problem will still remain, when you walk away. The outcome is guaranteed to change. We wouldn't understand, the significance of turning the other cheek, especially when the answer only comes from above. Despite the hurt from family, friends, associates even significant others, we must look the other way.  Once we turn the other cheek  and walk away, our blessings  increase with abundance.

Some things in life you need Some things in life you do not want Some things in life you treasure Some things in life you do not care for What things intrigue you  What things keep you  What things remind you  What things submerge you Some people in life need you What people in life leave you Some people in life want to be you  What people in life actually know you Life brings things that you need, do not want, treasure or care for Remember to stay intrigued by the things you keep that remind you of your submersion with happiness Life need you and you can't leave it even if you wanted to You are actually I AM

You have to help yourself before anyone can It's the way we grow, despite how we feel The challenges never stop, so we won't be content with limbo We grow; we don't know, but we still go Pushing, fighting, trying to find an answer Learning to cope with all of life's pressures Limits to what's acceptable, judged by the outer world Loving ourselves has to come before destiny's awkward path Never giving up, enduring sweet enabling moments Helping others while strengthening your personal growth keeps us grounded and moves us closer to winning the game of life

Some things you can do alone Some things you have to so with help from others Some things you are not made to do at all Alone was how you came into this world Help from others led you along the way All that you were not made to do, frustrated you Figure out who you are while you are alone Judgement, joy, pain, trusting, repartee, caring and loving are learned with the help of others The struggles of insignificant destinations to converse with rabble, only to lie in obliteration We, you and I are not made to do everything; just some Other people may have the key to our God-given destiny Listen to the still, calmness that surrounds you when you are alone. ***Something to think about when you feel celebrities have it all                                     Peace & Love

There is nothing like the sound of a tear-filled rain Every single drop causes more and more pain My heart is weighed heavy on my soul No one will ever know how that conversation took its toll The sun never shined the way it did that day One more trip to the doctor To hear what she had to say Oh my God She didn't She said it Just like that What was I to do Or cry with Now that I'm alone I hear nothing Dead silence Except for the rain There is nothing like the sound of a tear-filled rain Every single drop causes more and more pain My heart is weighed heavy on my soul No one will ever know how that conversation took its toll I tried to open my eyes But only see a dark image of me The rain was running down the window With every drop My heart sank I knew it would be over Dreams of a family Stay strong they say Oh really Says the mother of three Her trails and tribulations No way that was me Our stories are not the same Don't try to make ...

          Deteriorating City                         The silent manipulation unfolding among our creation Violence rising, adultery exposed, children shot as they sleep, teens die waiting for a ride to be educated, elderly beaten while just trying to enjoy independence. We watch as surrounding buildings crumble, monuments are distorted with graffiti; gangbangers rob the poor and needy. Shameful actions covered by joyful expressions of so-called power. Mimicking what has been seen, displayed, shown, mocked by small snippets of television faction or media competition for action. Information to some, ignored by none.                Lives taken for granted by no one age group                specifically.         ...

IMPACT WHEN IT HAPPENED IT TOOK ME BY SURPRISE. THERE WAS NO SUBJECT, NO CONTENT, NO COMPROMISE. ALL SHE WANTED WAS TO INJURE MY SOUL BUT WHAT REALLY HAPPENDED TOOK A GRAND TOLL. LIFE WAS DIFFERENT AND VERY HARD TO ACHIEVE NO ONE KNEW THE REAL PAIN IT WOULD LEAVE. THE PHYSICAL HURT WAS NOTHING TO COMPARE. THE ONLY THOUGHT RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD WAS… IT’S SO UNFAIR. LIFE GOES ON AND GOALS ARE WITHIN REACH BUT SHE MADE A GREAT IMPACT, SOME THING YOU CAN’T TEACH.

Cancer Sucks! Written by Ann J. Gold Cancer sucks!   If you see that bitch, tell her I’m looking for her! I got my braces and cane to beat her ass to a pulp If see brings her punk ass friends, chemo and radiation, I got something for them too! I’m tired of her taking my loved ones through turmoil, heartache and pain I’m going to punch that bitch in the face! Screaming, yelling and crying won’t work against her, but I have the most powerful weapon The Lord has the final say! I place my hope, faith and strength in HIS word! It says: No weapon formed against thee shall prosper So take that Cancer, wit you wack ass! *use of language may disturb some as there is a reference to the Lord in the same poem; only used as an expression of anger toward the disease