Poetic Memoire of Illustrious Da Poet

I would confidently respond,  “ Your purpose make your heart get excited.”  “ Your purpose elevate when you are living in your truest north node.’’ ‘’ When you breathe it in, you feel it in your lungs.’’ ‘’ It penetrate your soul with maximum inspiration. Your purpose is morally right. It doesn’t make you have ulterior motives. It is your motivation. It adds value to your life. It makes everything you thought was impossible become possible. Just by being real with yourself. Sometimes you really have to completely loose yourself to figure it out. Everyone has it in them. Discovering them is the hardest part. You have to know your reason for living. It’s a journey to live. But it’s your positive path that leads you to become your highest self.  Your purpose are learned lessons that you passed with flying colors. It doesn’t dim your light. It vibrates in the highest vibrations. That’s when you actually show up for yourself. It grant you the deeds of your crown. Give me a minute, let me fi

 

 Never ignore the smallest choices, as they can make the greatest impact. Give up on whatever is unnecessary in your life. Make the best of everything.  Never be paralyzed in stubbornness.  Know your value and worth on earth.  Erase the negative attributions in your life. Bad choices should never be in control of what make you to be what you are not. Find your balance in life. No matter what, there will always be a before and after, therefore choices are more powerful than you think. The higher power is the only one that’s invincible. Pay attention to your instincts. They are considered as a gateway to your future. Hold your faith close to your heart and never let go of them. Emotions may sometimes affect your decisions. Only because, emotions can sometimes be based out of fear. Consequences are based on the road taken. Everyone is to each itself. Maintain a logical vision. Lead and don’t follow. Following don’t get you anywhere, but leaves you stumbling on some one else’s heel. Do wha

 

Face was rigid than  A sham wet cardboard painting, Concealing all of his love, Irrational and unstable, But what he presents, is suave, and personable Attention is his H20, But his eyes keeps an hour glass that’s quickly becoming non existent, If you pull back the curtains underneath his eyelids, Ooooo, that’s a soft spot where he forbids, Oooooo , Thats where I found where his past traumas live, I saw his mama,  and some old shit he never forgived, Grown man, mentally trapped in a child like soul, Mmmmmmmmm,Mommy issues, but he stay wrapping it in a whole bunch of manipulating ego’s, Ego is to heart, so he like that shit stroked Ego is to heart, so he like that shit stroked Ego is to heart, so he like that shit stroked, He look so strong, but his weakness hides in the shadows in a fetal position, He look so strong, but his boundaries had been officially conditioned, He look so strong, but you can tell something missing Smile coruscating, sweet nothings of value, Laconically hidden on

 

Summer solstice smelled like spring My antecedents shimmers like glitter from the sun rays bouncing off walls like shiny things The ocean breeze Ruffles the palm trees While laying in the grass that's lustrous green Nah I didnt change, I just woke the fuck up Summertime and Palm Trees and a little wine in my cup Ripe fruits drips sweetness following a trail of colorful primrose Dancing in the sun, picking flowers from the meadows My mama always said, "You cant never stumble on what's behind you Rollerblading through gratitude Same world, but different frequencies Impearled, Im moving by faith peacefully That's why I live in the moment, because I don't want to have to spend an eternity to get that shit right back I'll never loose myself again, because self love showed me that she will never leave me hanging like that Back stroking In an ocean full of emotions   The power lies within me, I made that devotion I rather impress you with my soul, than materialistic t