Spoken

My face has shown anger
It has turned to a frown
In small space I seem to linger
Beginning to bring my mood down
When I know I need to smile
Realize it could be worse
It only has to last a while
Let my life continue on the course
One day I'll De Ja Vu some dream
Make sure my eyes are open to see
That this is real not just what it seems
It's more in color and smell to me
If I can feel happiness or pain
I'm alive and mostly sane
Knowing the textures will never remain
The same to what I can name
The pictures yet blurry at this time
Still coming to focus in my mind
I'll tell of them on day in a rhyme
Just waiting for that day that I will find
Through the tears that seep
And that of my heart beat
To the music in my ears
Even if alone and free is a fear
Comfort zone broken
My body, mind, heart has spoken

Good Goodbye

Your pinning me down in captivation.
Holding me back from going my own direction.
Making me listen to all your lies.
Your becoming the one that I despise.
Baby you said you couldn’t go on without me.
But I can’t take it I’m setting you free.
The pounding breakin love and hatin.
I’ve given all that you have taken.
You used me to the limit.
I just can’t believe it.

Thought you would have tried harder for my heart.
But baby here I am at a new start.
Your voice replays in my head.
Now I want to rid it of everything you said.

Good goodbye, it’s over, it’s over now, let go, just let go.

I turn around and dry my tears.
Now alone I set out to fight my fears.
Better off without you.
Way better off without you.

Thought you would have tried harder for my heart.
But baby oh baby here I am at a new start.
Your voice is now a whisper.
Only ‘cause I’m a good listener.
But it’s almost faded completely.

Good goodbye, it’s over, it’s over now.
Let go, just let gooooo.

ROWAN

This poem was written for my friend Jessicas new baby girl. The dad is overseas at war but they web cam and talk as much as possible. Rowan is so precious. I went for my first visit to her and her facial expressions were never ending. So cute! Makes me want one.

She’s dressed in purple and green
The cutest baby girl ever seen
Moms wrapped up in her every move
As she continues to get in the groove
Showing daddy her outfits while he’s in uniform
February 8th their beautiful little girl was born
Love illuminates the fresh clean air
As her mommy continues on to stare
Afraid she might miss the simplest of things
Although she misses the man who exchanged rings
Tied together forever love will surround
From cries to laughter, every sound
To watch her grow to hope it’s slow
Only the feeling a family would know

Fought Through Years To Luminating Color

I straighten my stance.
And take one glance.
My lips turned to smile.
Even though gone a mile.
You look back in sight.
Remember the fight.
Your sweat and tears.
Fought through the years.
And here you are emptily tired.
Your body still wired.
Once you lay you head.
And forget what was said.
Your eyelids slowly fall.
Its then you gave it your all.
You dream in black and white.
And wake to the sight.
Of color luminating so bright.
But you cant remember the black of white.
And at this second everything felt so right.
Awake and alive as you inhale.
Young with a future to tell.
The past yet a story to put you here.
And a scar to cover with a tear.
That will dry and disappear away.
And a name to the face of you today.
Carry forward to your destination.
What was an animation.
Now is real life free you see.
All that you ever wanted to be.

Back

An empty page for a long wait.
Waiting for what I'm unsure of.
I just hope I haven't returned to late.
To mix the letters I love.

Even if to others it's only a ramble.
My peace of mind to a piece of white.
Like the letters to a game of scrabble.
Finding what best fits words in sight.

May not score the highest.
But words are hidden or made up.
Some people may be bias.
It's your own drink from the cup.

So here I am again to speak.
Speak what's building inside.
All the emotions will tend to leak.
My life, my own ride.

The Love-intific Notation

Substances can be changed only when things are added or taken away.
A constant will never change shape or form within itself.
Alteration is a necessity when two are becoming one.
What is chemistry built on to you?
Could it be the physical attraction, personality persuasion, or emotional comparison?
The combination of the three build up to the make or break a bond.
If there is no change two can not grow as one.
One might have to let go of things inorder to keep that which they love most.
One might have to aquire more of which they wanted less of.
The relation must be seen on equal balances.
The weight of one heart can not over weigh the other.
You have to give love to get love.
To recieve love is only acknowledged with the love you show unto another.
Comfort is warm, alive, and sensed.
Lost in love, is not wanting to find a way out.
Intervining the three, makes two, become one.

By: Shaina Walker & Taysha Walker (tayshaybay)

Books & Reality

I just want to smother my face in a book
The characters are fictionally true
And they can't be disappointed in you
Nothing seems to enter your mind
Except the black lettering printed deep within its cover
There is no jealousy of how it is read or how often it is picked up
You can accidently bend the pages and there is no cry
Or you can purposely bend them to refer back to something that touched you
The cover does not speak of what's inside
It's just the casing for what lies within
The words do not lie, and they do not change their minds
They are set in key and will not be altered
The details are given for purpose
You may not love the book
But as with anything else you never know what you will love
Until you give love a chance
For days you can contemplate the ending
You can rush to that or take your time
As with life you hopefully will not want to rush to the end but live in the moment
With life is changes and emotions till it reaches its end
Many books for one life
Many page for each day
Many words for each hour
And punctuation for each sentence
I want to bury my face in a book
When everything else is consuming my thoughts
To rid it of the negativity
To become more sincere to my own self
And once I've calmed all of these thoughts
I can breath, I can see, I can hear more clearly
It was the moment within the pages that can help me capture
The lettering within or the voices around me.