Monday, January 28, 2013

Brown Pigments Behaves

This child bathes in her pigment,
this child shines in pigment.
Her mahogany, her light tan, her cocoa, her copper,
her sepia, her seinna skin liters and marks her path in life.
Her fingers are the instruments in which her dreams become a reality.
Her lips brings knowledge that can only be expressed,
by that beautiful source of power she posses.
The soles of her feet dries her to conquer the world!
Her body ignites the flames of fires that burn deep within her mind-
her true lover.
No one knows her or holds her together better.
Her layers,
her brown layers keeps all the her greatness held within,
keeps her from being dissected by the world.

                                              Sincerely Fay,

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Time Waits Not

We only live in the moment,
that is all we're guaranteed.
We have no future,
the future is only a dream, what we hope to achieve.
We have past, we have history;
this is whats definite, that is sure.
We cannot change our past, though many only look back;
only seeing the stream of mistakes that have occurred.
Wishing to change something-they cannot.
So why then, when the opportunity presents itself;
do people not think before they do something.
How do you expect change to come,
if your actions are not pondered upon.
So the cycle repeats itself.
Making choices that are mistakes, looking back wishing to change it.
While the future is the only outlet in which,
we as people lay our dreams.
Our dreams that our choices should bring about.
So why in the present do we not think before we do,
to bring about the future we want.
This is what I've learned in my short life.

                                                                    Sincerely Fay,

Monday, January 7, 2013

A Sudden Epiphany

There are many seasons, many days, and nights.
There are lessons to be learned and taught.There are many mornings, many lights and fights.
We constantly complain about time,
It's never enough.