First Poetry Video Ever 

I cant Breathe

I Can’t Breathe 

Everyone going around saying just breathe

I can’t breathe yall

So much pressure and intensity in a society 

I don’t know how to find the free me

I can’t breathe yall 

And sometimes I wonder about 

The man who screamed his last words

I can’t breathe 

Government trying to deceive 

I can’t breathe 

Just breathe is what they say

Like breathing in the cries of my ancestors

For being different

I can’t breathe 

Distant aspects they just couldn’t understand

The conviction of a man

I will stand 

For this abyss of fear and abandonment 

Is not my heartland 

I can’t breathe

My anxiety is trembling 

Five words in and i cant find a sentence 

For the mockery of our society 

From the wounds of the lost 

My Mantra 🧘‍♀️🙏✨

Enjoy.

Poetry about Yoga

Yoga is the breathe

Reaching in depth

Of my soul 

No longer playing the role

Here iam me

In the sea of beings

That are free

Move with me

Breathe my air 

I can feel my spirit 

Under my closed eyes stare 

Through vinyasa 

Through meditation

I find the spirit

Of liberation

Setting the cold stones upright

Keeping it warm through the night

With each movement

I fight

For the strength to carry on

My tenth writing in the 30 day challenge.My Favorite Weather Phenomenon.

Ever since I was a child. I absolutely loved the rain. The rain always put a sense of ease to my doubts. Releasing all the tension. In Florida, you can always tell when it’s about to rain because it gets really windy. Stormy clouds start showing and that’s when you knows it’s time to find shelter. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve walked in the rain. I was usually disturbed and felt belittled from walking in the rain. Until I felt in on my pores. Flowering over me like a garden shower, drenching the toxic sweat glimmering of doubt and fear. I felt safe here. Here in the rain. Just the rain and me and for a moment, nothing exist. I even remember playing in the rain at Dr. Philips.

⭐️ STARLIGHT 🌟 STARLIGHT 💫 My Shine.

so sad to hear about this, this morning. 

Andres Guardado an 18 year-old Latino boy who was shot 7 TIMES on his knees in LA. Got scared when police approached him in the middle of a conversation with 2 girls. Andres ran down the driveway, got on his knees and put his hands behind his head UNARMED. They broke all the cameras and took the DVR, which they pulled a warrant for.

He was at his job as security. It was his second job. He was paying for school.

They’re trying to cover up the murder!

JUSTICE FOR ANDRES

Song from the perspective of a self driving car.

-Beep-

Go Fast

-beep-beep-

Go slow

Pistols Fire

Slaughter these roads

Swag on em left

Swag on em right

Keep the turns tight

Brake

-beep-

Go Slow

-beep-beep-

-off-

One of my favorite songs of all time. Top 20 for sure.