Dialed to the right tone or frequency... finding myself but you still complete me.... a lot of things are needed... many of them failed and yet I succeeded. What’s next? Only God knows and whoever guess.... but what’s best will reveal itself and greatness I will find by beating odds and battling defeat..... emptiness came and went but I see happiness in the rain and starting to feel complete. Never too far gone.... so little time has passed but it feels so long. I can only be me and do it well so don’t compete.... but that hunger is what makes me feel complete. Bless my situation to keep going even when I feel weak, everyday of the week, and seek the strength to feel complete.

-Kings Reign-

her butterflies

fluttered around

his beating heart

excitement flashed

in their eyes

flood of chemicals

released

tangled up

in chemistry

triggered

strong desire

to be there

for each other

stronger

by the day

he overwhelmed

by the sudden

life

metamorphosis

slowly spun

his cocoon

to insulate himself

from her savage affection

she ripped

his silky threads

trying to get in

he pushed her away

in the sweetest way

she persisted

but he gave in

he flew away

to the north part

of new world

spun his new cocoon

share no space

with someone else

left her stranded

with broken heart;

she tried to kill

the butterflies

with the remaining pieces

of her shattered world

but to no avail.

Winter sun reflects

long shadows of ice skaters

snowflakes on their cheeks.

* * *

Time lost all vestiges of me

as the fog crept into the land,

icicles of my heart formed

as phantom voices crooned,

transparency embraced

the absence of reason,

negligees of evening

uncoiled in lashed warnings,

naked eyes seeing, yet unseen,

masked ghosts along mossy earth,

smoke tendrils disguising the sun,

vines of spiraled thoughts,

broken heart of wanderlust moon,

negative forces swathing my world.

Come to me and touch me I implore

but I can’t see them in smothered soup,

echo chambers silenced by apparitions of

smoke and vapors – shadowed reminders

of muted shores and unknown spirits

Oh swallow me! Oh swallow me!

I can no longer fight that which

            envelops me.

Dabbled water colors in the mist

ripples in time cast shadows in sand

blood in water floats in my mind

oceans of moments hold dreams like kites

perpetual light and indigo nights

purple bruises of hand plucked strings

heartbroken promises layered in skin

crimson rust and rock formations

bottomless sea eyes and dark plum lips

ashes cast into consuming flames

bleached bones and naked words

stitched in seams that unravel

as sun doused dreams splash away

unbuttoned, spit out and emptied

              FROM BOWL.

To say you have made it... are thoughts of greatness.. to say you have paid with blood, sweat, and tears are moments throughout the years... when things come too.... dreams come true. Ambition, goals, knowledge, journeys, spiritual trials, and tribulation contribute to becoming legendary... everything else is secondary. Get the picture? No let's adjust the light... fight with all you're might despite a lack a vision walk by faith not by sight you must be doing something right..Never surrender that glimmer of hope be dope and when they sleep on you just stay woke!

-KingsReign-

As time passes you occasionally reflect… the journey that doesn'tʼend until your death. You can'tʼtouch or grasp it but you can sense it and understand the feeling is different… it comes along with experiences of good and bad… happy and sad. Growth is hope that there is more to come.. nothing is finished or done… growth is just the beginning… how much can one grow? More than you'll ever know

-Kings Reign-