A Shoulder to Cry On

Inspired by the Beyond the Lights Soundtrack “Fly Before You Fall”

 

Expressing my love for you through the silence as my eyes do the talking

Far away in a fantasy land

Using our body language to genuinely understand

I’m here for you through the times through peace and sorrow

Kissing you endlessly eternally like there’s no tomorrow

 

Fly away with me as we allow the noise of the shores whisper to our hearts

Each blink

Each stare

Each gesture

Through thick and thin; never to depart

 

Remember I’ll be here for you

A shoulder to lean on

To cry on

Tell me your ugliest secret

No more living in disguises

No more heartbreaks

No more cries

 

We are free from the pain

The sorrows

The evil world

The Hollywood fame

 

Look deep in my eyes past what the world may see

Look deeper in my eyes past the tears

The disappointments

The frustrations

I’m with you always without any love imitations

 

Let’s fly away together

Far away from the world

Allow our fantasies to guide us

To relax our minds

Love has spoken out loud

A real love

No lust

 

Pain vanishes and a connection of our inner strength connects

Our silence is more strong than words heard

Lend me your heart as I take care of it

Looking deep once more in your eyes

Our love could never be a disguise

 

 

Written by Lyrical Passion

Black Bird (Inspired by Nina Simone)

Stop hurting me from the past

I shall be free when I look into the mirror and see me

But that little blackbird sitting on my window reminding me of the pain

The sorrow

When I shed the tears of hopeless dreams and visions

Cutting me deep like a surgery incision

But my wings are broken

Trying to soar and fly away from the past that has haunted me

What people say what I would never be

Just a black bird trying to be set free

Turning it all around as I set loose on the balcony 

Waiting for the people to see

That I wanted to quit

But you came along to set me free

To look into my eyes 

Stopping to stare at me

Trying to change my visions so that I can see the picture a little bit more clearer

When family wasn’t around to see me for who I really was

Am I still this blackbird stuck on the windowpane

Of my lyrically musically game?

I want to fly to be free of me

To allow my spirit to fall and to come back whole

No more little sorrow as I’m living in the world of possibilities and opportunities

I flew that night on the balcony

Until you rescued me

Flying higher

Because I’m a strong fighter

Written by Lyrical Passion

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It’s been awhile..

Yes it has been awhile

My pen has been disconnected from the flowing of my ink

The world that speaks to me in a different language

Disconnected with my thoughts and my passion to what I love most

My first love who has ran away in my heart

It’s been awhile and I miss the sound of making love to my pen

To make my pen bleed ink heavily

But passionately

I needed a moment for myself

To free myself from the world of negative thoughts

To relax my mind and face the reality of the thoughts

I miss the fresh smell of my pen as it does all the talking

All the writing

The passionate sounds it makes in my ear

To be free once again by this gift of wonders

To speak a different language among all other pens and blank pages that commends me on the words

That I once again bleed

It’s been awhile but I will never forget my first love

My pen

My thoughts

My words

My freedom of speech

The native tongue

Poetry…

 

my first love

 

Written by Lyrical Passion

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Your Guardian Angel

A guardian angel that stands in front of you

But you can’t yet to touch it

Following your shadow as you slumber and continue with the days journey

Never leaving your side

A shoulder to cry on

To rely on

To whisper to in the mirror

As it reflects your inner beauty of your soul…

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Written by Lyrical Passion

Hustle Until I die

Look beyond my pretty face

My petite frame

I’m no longer in the fame

But just remaining in the game

The life of a hustler

Hustling my writing as I do this for a profession

Digging deeper into the eyes of my soul as I’m making a transgression

Yes it’s an obsession

The ink dipping I do so well

But I rather just call it a blessing

Creative minds thinking a like

As I plan my next chapter of my life

Writing will always remain my hustle

My daily grinding

My visual canvas

Words to speak to me

Constantly finding

My purpose in life

I was made to be a writer

A poet

An author

A unique me

So I’m gonna keep hustling until I die

Ride or die

It’s what I do best

Drunk off of my words

My stories

But first I must give God all the honor and Glory

As I continue to pen my story

authoress patrice

Written by Lyrical Passion

Running Into You

I always dream of where I would meet you at

At the grocery store sharing recipes

Or at open mic night

Sharing words of poetic passion

Speaking another language only heaven would understand

Smiles for days but a reason for each smile

A Thousand Words

Speaks a thousand smiles

And your smile would be the reason why we met

How about at the movie theaters walking out of the same theater

A common interest of movies and vibes that our body can understand

Discussing about all the scenes and the plot while sipping coffee and eating bagels under the moonlight

Gazing into your eyes as your dimples light up my heart

I wonder if meeting running into you at the end of an intersection while crossing the street

Complimenting my beauty and stopping to write your number in the palm of my hand

I smile and accept the offer of a stranger that could potentially be my lover

Forever

Soul mates of the earth

Fate has chosen that one for me

I hope soon I run into your heart

Into your arms

Into your life

Forever

I pray that my heart desires come true as I ask God to send me to You

Or you to me

Praying and hoping

That soon you will run into me…

 

running into you

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Written by Lyrical Passion