My eyes closed, never to open again. I have blackened the purity of a Saint by believing life had more to offer than the devotion and dedication of a heart that continued to return home night after night. I spent several nights sharing the first light with someone I never intended to be my flame; now I have burnt destiny and my fate is sight, seeing the clarity of why it was a blessing to be disabled. When I was blind I smelled forever, touched the moment, and heard the melodies of a heart that allowed my blood to dance through my veins. But that wasn’t enough, I had to prove I was able to correct my lens by looking further than the Love that was in front of me. Now my eyes are closed never to be opened again, because I have traded blind faith for blind regret!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~
We walked down the street, got to the corner, and you chose to turn left because I wasn’t right. We walked in separate directions when we could have went straight ahead together. I walked four more steps and looked back, thinking about rewinding, but you never looked back. Last memories of you was a vague image that kept getting smaller, blurring in the distance; realizing that I would have to circle the world to bump into you again, yet I want to settle down without spinning in circles. So, I kept walking forward believing I will run into my future, and walk straight ahead with someone that will turn left when it’s right and debates with me to right all our lefts. We will grow old waiting for stop signs to tell us it’s time to go!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~
I smile at the sun rising instantly watching night become day. Listening to my God-daughter gossiping on her new iPhone 6 reminds me of how the days walk by, realizing she will be older than yesterday tomorrow. Just a few years ago I was holding her in my arms allowing her to use my big bottom lip as a pacifier. Now her teeth are strong enough to chew food and regurgitate conversation. She has become a piece of all of us, whole in herself. She has my wit, her mother’s grit, and Jasmine ‘s creative inability to quit. Hearing her facetime one friend after the next brings me back to a time when my face was full of that much spirit. I look forward to building a world she can be proud of until the sun sets and day turns to night!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~
I walk into a silent room, everybody looks towards me to give it sound. I begin to speak about my commute. I told them my eyes were closed from the fatigue of the night before. When I opened them, I was directly across from my dream. I locked eyes with her, afraid to blink. She smiled and said, “Hello”. I looked around hoping there wasn’t anyone behind me; she was talking to me. I said, “Hello” as my voice quivered. I told her, “I had to look around to make sure you were speaking to me.” She replied, “Why wouldn’t I be speaking to you, we have only been locking eyes for the last two stops? I seen you weren’t going to be man enough to say something, so I felt it was my job to teach you some manners.” I said, “Oh, is that right. You are teaching me manners? What if my mother taught me not to talk to strangers?” In response she said, “Then she should have taught you not to stare at them either.” I replied, “Wow….you are feisty.” In return she said, “I am just being honest. What kind of man stares at a women without addressing her?” I answered, “The type of man that is attracted to a woman who will make the first move.” She said, “Please, if you were staring, you were already interested; that’s a woman’s move.” I said, “If I have to move like a woman to gain the woman I desire then so be it. I am a strong personality and I need to know a woman’s an equal before we get personal.” She stated, “Well, now that I made the first move, you can make the second.” I asked, “Can I have your number so we can talk? I get off the next stop.” She writes her number on a piece of paper and extends her hand as I hear “Next stop, Fordam”. I popped up out of my sleep, she was gone. I dreamt the whole thing. Everyone in the room shook their heads and said, “I hate when that happens.”I agreed, “Me too.” I was inches away from never having to wake up again!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~
I watched a white police officer choke a black man to death and get off….I watched black men kill black men all the time and seen them on the block the next day. The justice system is an unjust system, but a neighborhood divided will never get justice as long as we use that same corrupt system to be corrupt. Instead of using a man’s death to fight, let’s use our lives to show we are worth fighting for. We tend to make officials accountable, yet we sit next to our local drug dealers saying, “Who are we to judge? They are good people, just misguided.” Think about it.
I am outraged on a daily basis when I challenge people to come together for peace, but see a timeline of people coming together when it’s time to go to war….Doesn’t peace make war obsolete? We continue to make life an opinion when breathing is a fact. We wait for death to appreciate life, but we should have a life we can appreciate until death. STOP BEING DISTRACTED BY PIECES WHEN WE CAN DESTROY INJUSTICE AS A WHOLE….~AmazinglyBrash~
He was always there, but all homeboy had to do was show up. I Love you was said to both, but Love can’t be both. Him being there had to be Love on his part, but on her’s it couldn’t. Him just showing up must have meant she Loved him, but he didn’t stay long enough to prove he Loved her. One woman, two men; the triangle of Love was never reciprocated so the definition was still undefined!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~
For the first month, I prayed to see your smile, hear your laugh,touch your face, smell your hair, and taste your skin but instead I woke up in sweaty puddles of emptiness. For the second month, I hoped you were frowning without me, burning your food, losing count of your heart beats, and having nightmares of me holding another the way I once held you. The third month, I hoped someone else was holding your warm body close enough to count your heart beats, and I wished you were the star in someone’s pupils shooting straight to their soul. I dreamt of a tear leaving your eyes with the reality of a happy existence. I remembered I Loved you and wanted you to be Loved even if it was the death of me!!!! ~AmazinglyBrash~