“A Life in Parts” a poetry book. Out now

Greetings and salutations fellow readers and bloggers, I am proud to announce that my poetry book “A Life in Parts” is now for sale on Amazon. I will attach the link below and thank all in advance for your continued support. 😊 If you’re curious about what the book is about or what I hope…

View looks so good from up here

We are the love that exists when we explore the different boundaries and limitations. We are what is. We are the movie that needs to be I can even see the ruins from long ago Everywhere you look is just another you looking in the mirror What it’s like on the outside. Awakening another self…

Who am I?

Originally posted on Aimless Musing:
Now, this is just me thinking out loud…or to myself rather. Wondering why we are the way we are. In what exact moment in time did we become this person that we see in the mirror every day because it seems we never truly know or can pinpoint that exact…

We (Part I)

I’ve been trying for a while to get away but much to my dismay, it’s not as easy as I thought it’d be.

Thoughts

I’m slightly deluded in the fact that I feel like people don’t really care. No one really ever asks you how you’re doing or how you feel. Those days when the loneliness becomes overbearing, no one’s there or you’re too afraid to make contact because you fear you’d just be a burden. Then you look in…

Untitled 

I wrote this after watching a documentary about the mistreatment of animals in factory farms. It’s a work in progress.  I was born here. The smell of death, feces, and dying hope was all I ever knew. The helpless cries of pain and agony were my lullabies. They call us animals but even animals-I’m sure,…

2am thoughts

I think what i fear the most about meeting people online, in person is the fact that they won’t like you in person. Like, it’s so easy to be open and try to be the person you want to be through words but when it comes to actually acting on it, the anxiety kicks in…

What they never said about us

Constantly Always They speak of how we went wrong They talk about the yelling I often hear whispers of the pain How unstable our love became How destructive Unhinged and broken But never did they speak of the beginning When we were at our peak When we were one How rainy days felt in your…

3/7/16

We’re told in life the things that we need to live for instead of things we need to live by. We seek love from people we think we need it from, instead of from those we deserve it from. We’re so fixated on succeeding that we forget to live. Constantly longing to have it all…

3/6/16

Some say it’s peaceful being alone. Sort of a quiet Eden where no one bothers you, but I say it’s madness. No man or woman should be made to sit alone with their thoughts for a prolonged period; such quiet agony is enough to drive one mad. I say this from experience because I, for…

2/21/16

Sometimes I sit and wonder why we put monetary value on humans; judging them by their worth. Other times, I wonder why money became such a driving force in our society. It hangs like such an ominous cloud over our head; often wishing for a rain of money to quench the thirst of Mother Earth’s citizens….

Views

As humans, we endeavor to better ourselves. However, it is sometimes on the wrong aspects. We strive for the visual aesthetics. We overlook the book because we’re too busy staring at the pictures. We put too much admiration into the visual rather than the vision.