Teri's Wavelength

WE ALL COME FROM EACH OTHER

One.
A women is a pleasure ship that brings people to the earth,
Without her the journey would be a bad trip

Two.
Without Color words are flat and unable to sing,
Color lands in the eyes that lead words to dance off the tongue to give rhythm for the heart to beat

Three.
Prayer is freedom, If you want to get out knock on the door, It shall be open unto you

Four.
If you hold a grudge and comfort yourself with it you will create a vampire
that will bite the one you love and suck the life out of them.

Five.
Anger and Bullies have bad energy and create shit hitten the fan to run from.

Six
luv can not rest in the grip of a hand, Touch guides the heart and soul to the resting place.

Seven

I have been kissing him but he is still a frog

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I AM ME

NO ONE HAS TO UNDERSTAND

I AM ME

NO ONE HAS TO LOVE

I AM ME

NO ONE HAS TO FORGIVE

I AM ME

NO ONE HAS TO CARE

I AM ME

NO ONE HAS TO

WE’RE ALL FREE

WITH GOD

I AM

ME

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I DON’T WANT TO BE TOUCHED

MY BODY IS BRANDED BY FIERY TOOLS THAT LEAVE

MARKS THAT CAN’T BE WIPED OFF

I DONT WANT TO BE SEEN

BY PERVERTS WHO STRIP ME TO FIND THEIR NAME

AND TRY TO CLAIM ME AS THEIR PROPERTY

I DON’T WANT TO BELONG

TO CONNOISSEURS OF FLESH

WHO HUNT TO TAKE ME TO THEIR SLAUGHTER

I DON’T WANT TO BE TOUCHED

MY BODY IS BRANDED BY FIERY TOOLS THAT LEAVE

MARKS THAT CAN’T BE WIPED OFF

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KISSES

KISSED AGAIN AND AGAIN

BY LIPS OF DECEIT

LEAVING MY MOUTH DRY

…POWDERED WITH SOUR CANDY

Tags: deceit, kisses, sour

Artwork by Steven Barber

GIRLFRIEND

BITTER IS MY NEW GIRLFRIEND HER NAME IS SISTER

SHE SHIELDS ME FROM THE PAIN

HANDED TO ME BY WANNABE NUNS

COVERED IN BLACK RIGHTEOUSNESS…

AND SUNNY SMILES

I wrote this poem when I was in pain after being deceived by a sista. There are many sister Mary Jane’s who will try to rob you of what you luv and value most. I have struggled so hard to not be bitter, The loss turned into damage that is hard to forget. I looked for a light to guide me back to feel safe. So I connected to God to help me forgive and find the strength to continue my destiny. I am so thankful for my enduring life .

The winds that sometimes take something we love, are the same that bring us something we learn to love. Therefore we should not cry about something that was taken from us, but, yes, love what we have been given. Because what is really ours is never gone forever.” ~BOB MARLEY

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