attracting
lifted senses
acoustically vivid
driven to be admired
yesterday today and tomorrow
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
For wonderful beings. To emote self love and self confidence through their inner beauty.
Monday
The Grand Dr. Maya Angelou
Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
______________________________
Here is a link to her reciting this poem. An extravagant talent.
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
______________________________
Here is a link to her reciting this poem. An extravagant talent.
Live
Your life holds endless possibilities.
Be bold enough to unchain those burdens that lock you down.
Catapult your passion with limitless speed.
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
Be bold enough to unchain those burdens that lock you down.
Catapult your passion with limitless speed.
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
Resolve?
one question
one question
three answers
because he's afraid
he wonders if he can offer
three answers
can he shape we
intellects under the sun rays
should I make he
telepathic
eyes reading braille through follicles
one question
can he feel me
resolution close
instructions read in German, Turkish, Dutch
playing hopscotch with
jigsaw pieces
assembly required
hes says
but they didn't tell me
i needed an interpreter
master of disguise
hiding emotions
feeling illiterate because his face is illegible
one question
one question
answer
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
one question
three answers
because he's afraid
he wonders if he can offer
three answers
can he shape we
intellects under the sun rays
should I make he
telepathic
eyes reading braille through follicles
one question
can he feel me
resolution close
instructions read in German, Turkish, Dutch
playing hopscotch with
jigsaw pieces
assembly required
hes says
but they didn't tell me
i needed an interpreter
master of disguise
hiding emotions
feeling illiterate because his face is illegible
one question
one question
answer
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
Process
As you breathe you find strength
strength to fight off the anger
strength to fight off the tears
breathing out is the problem
letting go of what you heard
letting go of what could be
forseeing the problems that could arrive
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
strength to fight off the anger
strength to fight off the tears
breathing out is the problem
letting go of what you heard
letting go of what could be
forseeing the problems that could arrive
We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
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