To Poetry and The Rose...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

What is “too far?”
“I’ve gone too far to come back.”
Is too far losing your virginity before marriage?
Is too far lusting for the same sex?
Is too far drinking your pain away?
Or smoking all day?
Or being strung out?
Or robbing someone?
Beating your spouse?
Committing a crime?
Murder?

What is “too far?”
You are never “too” far
To come back to God.
Because as the devil grabs one foot and tries to pull you down,
The Lord is pulling you up
With both hands.

--Angela

Friday, January 21, 2011

Embellishment

I notice I embellish stories. I don't do it often and theyre usually small, unimportant stories, but I still do it. It bothers me because not only is embellishment a verbal form of lying, and I can't stand lying, but also beacuse I have a friend who I'm constantly claiming I can't trust because she embellishes everything. That fact alone makes me a hypocrit. And the only thing I hate more than lying, is being hypocritical. So this behavior must stop. Now that I've noticed it, it can be addressed. And trust me, it will...

Speak

Speak.
Not talk,
But speak.
Be unafraid of what people will think
Don’t worry about whether or not they’ll get it
Whether they will understand
Stop worrying about
Whether or not it comes out “right”
Just speak
Be proud
Know that you’re smarter
Then they think

Speak.
Not talk,
But speak your mind
And let them know
Who you’ve always been.

--Angela

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Untitled

*This ones not that great, but watev...

One day
One day I’ll conjure up the courage
To introduce myself to you.
One day I’ll know your name.
One day we’ll talk and I’ll smile.
One day I’ll know you
And you’ll know me.
I hope this day comes soon
Cause I’m tired of dreaming.

--Angela

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Vanity

Living pay check to pay check
Still won’t stop you
Because it’s imperative
That you have the cutest shoes,
Pretty toes and fingers
Unique jewelry and all the latest gadgets
They must be acquired.
Student loans, credit cards, and three jobs
Make it all ‘okay’
But graduation is just a few months away
I’ll check back with you then
And see what you have to say.

--Angela

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

My bedroom walls are bland, but they say so much...literally.

Ms. Badu

My dope robot drawn by an old roommate

by Langston Hughes

For my 20th birthday

Autographed PacDiv poster and other "stuff"

the D-O-double-G

you can read what that says

Bought from the dollar tree

*Life

Untitled

Yesterday was a sad, sad day
Yesterday was the day that I chose to walk away.
Walk away from me
Away from the me who was afraid to be me
Away from the me who was holding onto me
Holding me back.

But today, today is going to be a very good day
Today is the day that I have chosen to stand tall
To move on
To be me
To accept me, all the while
Becoming better and happier.

--Angela

Monday, January 17, 2011

Lost

It’s not here,
Nor is it there.
Thinking about everything
Yet,
Nothing.
Anxious and stressed
But calm.
Where is my mind?
Focused
Yet not retaining a single bit of information.
Where is my mind?
It’s conflicted and confused
And just wants to be free.
Above all else,
It’s lost
And just wants to be found.

--Angela

A Week of Poetry

I was writing alot towards the end of the week. and after much convincing, I've decided to share them. So it starts again. Ill be posting a poem a day for the whole week. =)