400$ Slavery

We need to heal

Call it Yeezn, but we need more steam

Relinquish old proclivity, replace with virtousity

This money chasing is an evasive cure,  there’ ll drain us to the core

Working 9 to 5 and forgetting why,

I mean do you still know why?

When the individualist runs out of luck he runs back to its roots.

Break the cycle of luck and unleash the chains.

Unslave your mind and return to the kingdom of clear-cut justice

Only there will be no roots for the ruthless

Watermelon, Sugar, lows

I’ve been through some sugared lips

Those that only shout “all in” for my hips

turned Watermelon into Water-lemons

My tears froze like frostyflakes, my heart at stake

I thought I found a soul-mate, not an emty crate of translucent grace

I spit fire from time to time because I was born under concrete tiles

but my heart never faked a smile

shock, friction, other sources of ignition never altered my salvation

Never broke those bones, those sticks and stones

It makes me wonder how you justify all that bane?

.. From a rose that grew through concrete and pain – loveeeiriny

4am at memory lane

This oozing breeze that I bred, I can’t quite lay myself to rest

heated, is the name of the convo between me myself and I

making me walk this lane, so late at night

I`m growning how inconsiderate?

cause my bed is made and I’m ready to lay in it

And my oh my, I could tell my mind was ready to move to the next mistake

yet here I am, oh hi Ted

you knew too well, nothing good ever happens after 2am

I wish memory lane was merely a pathway, the street to a shed or the highway

lane is a dungeon at the back of my head and ain’t no chance to hide away

Although I wonder

Be it my fondness for penpals or to what do I owe this itch to write you my heart ponder?

With no further delay, forgive my inner melee

I feel it is to you I seek to turn to today

And as though the imaginary pen tween my fist has put a spell on replay

“wingardium leviosa” classic potterian token .. *cough*

I would for once like to be brutaly plain-spoken

unaware of my powers I dived into a pool of naivity

It slowly revealed to me with a wink of an eye that I might need to pay in perpetuity

For if that’s settling, that was by no means close to my intentionality

Maybe Lover, all I disclaim is that you’ve enriched a great portion of my innermost integrity

Beyond knowance You’ve reinforced the self that I once lost in all haste to catapult a romance

you’ve opened my inner chakra, so on behalf of me myself and my inner trauma’s

These rambles are your’s to scramble through …

4am me loves you psssch!

Wild Child

Wild child step forward

You and your majestic vibration, I hail you

It stuns me how you grace this world with your ferocious smile,

How you raise the worlds percuit to run this mile

the spinning globe would revolve in slow mo if it weren’t for you love

Therefore the world revolves around you love

For who brings the fairytales to life, if not for your magestic flow?

They can’t embrace your rapacious appetite for unapologetic courageousness

Wild child realise that it’s your fortitude we appreciate,

Their miles wide gazing shoud not stop the chase

For how the world will dance a mediocre dance if it weren’t for your symphony

How worthy you are to a rip the fruits your rythimic heart has sown

Go get a taste of your wildest dreams,

Are you in wary of the backlash? So don’t be in a haste to agree with the unenlightened

Trust your dignitory award awaits you

It lays not in the hands of the temporal housekeepers

It lays not in the hands of the grazing sheeps

But in the hands of the Gods that applaud your deep-rooted complexion

SELF LOVE

If i hinder the light that deams through me I will explode
shattering into thousand pieces before your eyes
A market scene, a tragedy
And whilst you scrape me off your porch
You’d find writings,
The untold secrets never revealed
Like how I breath under water
Like how I swallowed my thoughts over years
Like why my soul never matched another
a puzzle I’d leave behind
But the light that shone through painful darkness
The one that fought the tears rolling down my cheekbones
It will stay within me for eternity
I finally found a force that keeps it fostered
Until Holly matrimony
That force is SELF LOVE

I’D RATHER BE..

I TAKE DELIGHT IN BEING OBLIVIOUS.

SOCIAL SUBTERFUGE, THESE BLOODSUCKING VILLAINS

I’M A WALKING AMBIGUITY, RUNNING FROM ALL BIAS AMIDST

I FIND COMFORT IN BEING ABSTEMIOUS BUT THEY ALWAYS COME WITH THE “TEA”

BANTA, VENOM

I’M IN MY HIDEAWAY

I KNOW IT CASTS AWAY THE LIGHT BUT TO DISREGARD THE CROWD, I MUST

TO REINFORCES THE VISIONARY LINKS, I WILL

IF YOU DISENTANGLE MY WORDS, IT’S NOT THE CROWD, IT’S THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD

NO LONGER WILL I TOLLERATE THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD, I’M DONE.

@loveeiriny

Rolling, trembling, Rising Stone

What’s beneath the icing that melts?
What’s beneath the house that crumbles?

Like fuel to the car,
Like wings on an angel

Indeed, it’s the bewitching configures of a female being,

blessed is her anchorage

Who’s hidden thoughts do you seek to descry?

There’s a genie in the bottle
There’s a woman ‘tween the shadows of her peers

forced into being of something she isn’t,

To dine with the devil

Devine wine please speak up
Revive or perish,

Lambaste in thorns

She’s loosing herself in his horns

Urges to be free but never makes it to an open gate

She tries to be like the rest but dogfights alienation vis a vis mates

She grasps that the world is flat and she a rolling stone.

The Dirt Under Your Rug

Everyday is a new day to fight

We are gathering to take what is ours

The road to freedom is in unity

And so brothers and sisters let’s not

see colour

Look beyond the rays and shades

It’s all flesh and bones

match forward with integrity

Burning down gates of excellsius egoism

You Scream I want it all
We Scream this is not all
Not enough to undo the dids
The costs are higher than you claim
You take take take and give back none

Every day We wake up to a globalized world

But you swept the bills under the rug

Those third world countries you created
Can they be first again?

The souls of my ancestors

They’ll keep jumping into new flesh

They’ll keep demanding royal crest

We unit through freedom or we unit

after war

@loveeiriny