Man sometimes I get so frustrated with myself and the mistakes I make, but I realize I will keep making them until I learn my lesson. I have to also take into consideration that I am young, but no matter what age I am these life comes with its set of challenges. I am grateful to have the set of eyes to realize this. I wont be able to spell satisfaction with the action. I will be better.
Tag: Leighrick
Blurb
Balance
Seeking peace aids in the balance and aligning of our chakras. I’m feeling good. I’m practicing mastering my thoughts,and channeling positive energy towards the intentions of my check-ins (among other things). I am feeling an abundance of gratitude and an eagerness to continue to thrive on the forthcoming opportunities. Take the time to create, breathe, and BE. I think it’s time for a revised vision board, bigger this time.
— feeling inquisitive.
Who Needs Sleep?
Instead of sleeping I think.
Conversing with my Conscience.
rekindling memories and setting ablaze doubts.
I am the smile and the frown, together
Shaping beauty.
Jaded compliments, opening old wounds
Tho deceptive as the skin may be,
The density of my bones, upholds a heavy spirit.
A paradox.
It beams light, and eases darkness.
Breaching the infrastructure of this tale, it’s growing
Rooted so far down the sky becomes the ground, and
My solar plexus houses the blueprints of galaxies.
Invisible to looking eyes.
Tap into the 3rd frequency, and see
Wisdom is heard in the whispers.
Instead of sleeping I think.
Imagining my own colors,
Sanding a frame of sizable impression for masterpieces.
Empathy is kept safe in the right atrium’s, saving what’s left for the ventricles.
I found love on a two way street,
Sitting at the crossroads.
Lotus Pose.
Unlocking the gift to
Be.
Willing…
Knowingly….
Instead of sleeping, I think.
-Leighrick
The Giving Tree
The spine is a trunk.
The nerves are vines, draping insides of beings like sound-walls.
Meditation is the freeway to higher learning, of self.
A portal.
This truth is no pyramid scheme;
Judge taste – not people.
Leaves fall resembling coin filled wishes, to the bottom of a pond.
Whose depths are more than seen on surface.
We are all flowers.
The branches of energy are
fruitful, delicate, and sometimes blemished.
Mother’s of the sun birth daughters of stars, with crescent eyes.
Upheld by Orion.
Their voices mocking Little Walter;
Singing blues to the blacks, browns, and all bands of color.
Harmoniously their cries spawn tides, expunging identities.
There is peace lodged in the throats of mutes.
Yoga is poetry in the form sign language.
Exchanging idioms between flexibility and endurance.
This Being –
Firm like a mountain, pose
Still like a tree, yet
a Warrior soul.
…
-Leighrick
Exposition
Love is easy to fall into.
Who ever said this road we walk would be smooth?
Who guaranteed that life would be easy?
Life’s guarantees are as passionate as an oppressors persuasion .
Choice was not a option, we were given this life – as we attempt to live.
But we were handed it, knowing that, majority would break from the pressure of merely attempting to care.
And yet here you are before me standing in all Loves Glory.
Overwhelming?
Check….. yet I stand strong before you, your queen : Candace
Nefertiti of your entirety
Cleopatra of your roaming soul
You’ve ceased my heart collapsing.
I have turned your Dark Empire and into your Golden Age.
Like the oceans I draw you in..
You that is my beach, my paradise.
Rest your head on my chest and listen.
As this heart you forged takes the form of gold.
The beats are as vibrant as the chants of hands that beat against an Afrikan drum.
Playing is the melody that eases your mind from the sleepless nights.
Nights that you ponder in your thoughts and get lost.
Lost as you search for a path back to reality and stare into midnights blanket.
Seeking and searching for a journey to revelation.
Knowing Love would be in Vain without dreams that break beautiful beats of happiness and sorrow.
Those who seek Loves Redemption can be redeemed through the code of righteous living.
Knowing no true direction,we walk blind –
For our hearts are the compass’ that lead us to everlasting love.
Love in which you and I become immortals within the land we’ve created.
Every tear drop infested with emotions exchanged with a kiss.
For our Love is custom fit for only You and I.
For only our Hearts link through
Loves aorta,
Never to be severed.
-Leighrick©
Eye
I sit
I think
I smile
I yell
And now I write.
I allow my pen to cry in the comfort of the paper.
Words hug my soul they are my comfort in cold.
I toss and I turn…too many unfinished poems.
Half sleeping with a full mind.
-Leighrick
Yang
Stopping is the hardest to start, and starting is the hardest to stop.
Told my family I was going to make it to the top, like building blocks.
Then knock yours down, ’cause I don’t like sharing spots.
Put the spotlight on me,
I may reveal something you forgot.
BET I rip mics, and you run away.
Why do you get so high, only to still be-low me?
This Square humiliated you.
Now your living under a rock,
Patrick Star lonely.
Cold world but I’m just heating up
Bout to go HAM, like the other folk you’re just left over bologna.
Beggin’ Oscar for a wiener.
Feeling like the realest out, except for my twin,
He is a mirroring image of me.
I look in his eyes and see mine.
Your reflection is transparent, its apparent your soul is never present
Like drop outs.
You pretend and I’ll educate.
You have friends, I have soul mates.
You sit around, I bus through time like tour dates.
I’m sure you’d hate for to me to succeed,
I wont be greedy tho.
I sell you a dream for a dollar,
Then wake you up, like I’m one of Krueger’s kin.
Too dope for crack, and too ill for common colds.
Meaning if Common was as sick as me, maybe he’d still love H.E.R,
Instead of H.E.R lusting some these other foes!
-Leighrick
PROCLAMATION TRANSFORMATION 