The Importance of Education...A POEM BY ME

                   Oh California weather why have thou forsaken me,
                 why have you pushed me through these rough mornings.
                   I would have so very well liked to stay under my covers,
            but to my dismay you have forced me from my bed and into the cold world.
                        I was hidden away and safe but then life happened,
              obligations to my future have cleverly caged me in a cycle- a process.
           Was the spellbinding lure for higher education with a promise for my future
                                         just a trick, did society trick me?
         No not I, have I fallen prey to some psychotic mind fuck, some sort of cruel trick.
                            Clever little trap you lay, and I have fallen prey.

FELLOW POET....

   While rummaging on tumblr I stumbled across a fellow poets' blog and normally I comment on what they did recently and move on to the next one, I guess you can say giving respect in a way. Well here is a poem I found after scrolling down a bit. It so funny because I myself have written something very similar to this...

{click the link below to read}

http://poetinside.tumblr.com/post/33574226298

Novelist in the Making...

     


                     Okay so I am posting this all over my other blogs as well. Okay so I am soon making the prologue to my new story....but first thing is first I need to tell you the concept that I have gathered. The story line (which i will try to follow) is as follows: 19yr old black/native american teen girl coming from a rough and mysterious past end up in her first year of college where she will experience the weirdest things that are outside her "norm." Expect this to differ from yet resemble a lot of paranormal/romance/ dark novels. This is the cover I have currently :

Sincerely Fay (optimistic),

Soul Searching...

It has been a while since I've written plot to stories, choruses to songs, rhymes to poems and steps to beats after I crucial point in my life my desire to lift a pen or pencil to paper was and still has been difficult for me. I am just now starting to remember why I could sit on a floor, hood of a car, on the top of my house for hours and get lost in my own little world. I am beginning to feel that lifeline that had been oppressed and damage seek its way back to me, healing a little along the way. I can feel the way my mind wants to release the constant thoughts jammed inside my skull knowing the only way to free me from escape is to write it out into the universe. I miss those warm nights where the moon and stars kept me up writing poems until my hand hurt. I remembered the afternoons in my room where I locked myself away from the world, turn up my music and danced because I knew I could not be judged on the wrong turn or twirl, where I could mix all those styles of dancing into one big mess and be happy because I knew what I could achieve with my dancing. I've longed for those early mornings when I could hear birds chirping and rain drops hitting my window with a beat and I could hum a tune that I tried to fit in with the melody. Its a struggle now to even   break free of the constrictions I let be placed on me, I don't care anymore I need those pieces of my soul to come back to me. I will break those constraints one by one as pieces of me return. Until then I will be soul searching....

                                            Wondering....

                               Fay,

                     

Burning Passions...

                So I decided that I would officially get this blog out into the open. This blog would be for the pure use of songs, poetry, stories excerpts that I create. This blog would help me sort through the mess I call a brain. This blog would become my "Ink Book" (aka my talent journal). This blog will be for the sole purpose of my talents or that of others that have inspired something out of me.

OKAY A QUICK DETOUR>>>>>>below is a picture of many brilliant Los Angeles Street Art



                                Okay to get back to the point I guess I should pick up the pieces that have been months since I last blogged here and you will not hear no more of my mad life ramblings. Well, I'm going into my 5th/6th week of college and its been a trip so far. I am living on campus so slowly but surely I'm meeting new and interesting people everyday and stuff. I decided I am going to take a dance and voice class but IDK if i should do both in one semester or one at a time. So right now I'm currently planning out my schedule.

                                                            ####A Day in Life ,
                                                                        Fay