Invisible

In honor of Sickle Cell Awareness Month in September, this poem is dedicated to everyone globally living with this deadly disease…

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This disease

Invisible as this may seem

Looking at the colored lines

Between the IV lines…

Between the pain we are in

This isn’t a curse or a deadly sin

Does our skin color makes you wonder

When our eyes are filled with weakness?

Will you stop to help us out to show your kindness and meekness?

We are still pushed to the back

Like they did Rosa Parks on the black and white bus

Let this disease have a good fight just because

Just because we wish not to be invisible any longer

To stand out and to speak out

To get attention we deserve

To march up and stand strong

Sickle Warriors

Marching in one heard

Don’t dare push us away

We are here to stay

We are not scared any longer

Our voice needs to be heard

This disease isn’t invisible

It’s very much alive

It’s not a secret

We want justice!

And for you to confide

We have a voice

Standing firm

Sickle cell it’s your turn

To fight back

Not to allow the negativity to attack

We are strong

United

Free

This disease isn’t invisible

Just wait and see!

Written by Lyrical Passion

Sensually Lyrically

sensually lyrically

You are like my lyrical passion

Allow me to re-introduce myself as you taste my pure satisfaction

You see I’m in love with your words

The rhythm of your spirit

Music caressing my every pore

Playing on my piano 

Painting out sweet words I truly adore

Play beats upon my heart as I look into your clear eyes

Following me to my soul as your silence prick my soft spot

I want to be your everything

Lay your words on me as I continue to make it hot

I’m talking virtuously poetry speaking

But my heart is strictly love-bound seeking

Allow me to lyrically hypnotize you with my words of passion

My sensuality as I get you drunk off my paintings of my canvas

Poetically Speaking

Your words I’m drunk off of 

My heart unlocked

The key you once were seeking

Ssshhhhhhh……

Come closer and kiss my lips of possibilities

Gaze into my eyes for true love and desires of opportunities…

Written by Lyrical Passion

FREE-WRITE…LYRICAL THOUGHTS

trees blowing

birds flying

the wind caresses my mind

as i think about the freedom that stands tall in front of me

to close my eyes and take in all the air

i breathe…

slowly

gazing at the neighborhood and look above the skies

to wonder about my future and where i will stand

to try new things

 enjoying the sound of the wind blowing

the birds singing sweet music

as i feel my heart beating of life..

purpose…

i want to feel the calmness  upon my face

as i thank God for His amazing grace…

calm and relaxing

Written by Lyrical Passion

I Want…You

i want you

I want You…

All of you

And nothing more

For you to caress my body from top to bottom

For you to lay upon my heart and listen to the warmth of my heartbeats when I think of you

I want

I want nothing more but your kisses that makes my bottom lip tremble

For you to play with my belly button

The one that makes your memories resemble

I want nothing more

I want to wake up in the morning to smell the scent of  you

To smell your breaths upon my face as you whisper to me “Good Morning Baby”

I want all  of your smiles a thousand times as each smile reminds you of great memories of us

Me and You

I want only You

And nothing more

Just your presence with me

To hold me

To comfort me

To protect me

All of me

Don’t let me go

Don’t push me away

Stay

Stay forever until the end..

Written by Lyrical Passion

Great Poetry on my Reader!

It’s been almost a year since I’ve had my poetry site and I just wanted to say that I have been following some great poets and reading some amazing poetry thus far! :) Keep up the great work.  We all have different unique styles of writing poetry and we have great skills when it comes to the pen.  I want to give a quick shout-out to Lino Robles.  I absolutely love your love poems! So in love with them! :)  Keep up the great work! And to my fellow poets, keep up the great work as well!  I will proceed to writing new poetry this week so stay tuned!  

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Lyrical Passion

It’s Not a Game (Game Over)

It’s not a game

No more…

Living in reality while trying to get saves

While on Calvary

homeless person

It’s not a game when days are dark

And homeless people are still living on the streets

Secrets lies in front of their hearts keeping the faith without falling apart

Homes are washed away ad people are out of their business

It’s a test only trying to get through this

 

kids starving on streets

It’s not a game

when babies are starving

Left on the streets without their mom presently

Seeking; doped up and cracked up not physically able

Their souls are reaping

Kids that are left alone in the dark clueless of who they are and what their future holds

Nobody shall be alone as seeds begins to unfold

This story sounds familiar as it lays on the earth left untold

plane crash

It’s not a game

when America is hit with the hardest issues; revelation that now takes it’s place and the world comes to an end

God will surely come back again

To grade our life and to see who was put in this race to win

Nothing shall be taken for granted anymore as

Life is too short not to worry

Not to carry around all your hardships and worries

Things are real and coming to the light

Our life was built to pass tests of life and to fight

jobs in america

It’s not a game

when jobs are cut and people don’t know how they will make it through

The road can be tough; but it’s all a test as we come to our senses; we are strong

Storms only you can handle

Built for you

Houses lost and figuring out where to go to next

You have to keep the faith

And not take short cuts to life or to send all your burdens through fedex!

violence

It’s not a game

when violence is taking over lives of infants, toddlers, children and adults

Is taken away; Game over!

When it comes down to the real deal

Deceased mouths and closed lips are tight and sealed

Meditating on what was put in front of us

To figure out the plan of our life and following the map of success

Learn to live and to confess

To give the highest mountain all of your stress

Go to the highest level of salvation and plant a new seed that will allow you to start life over again

To give away the heartaches and headaches of a hardened soul

Time doesn’t wait for anyone

Days are only getting old

Vector illustration of a man lock up in prison

It’s not a game

when you go to jail even for life

When you can’t just say “I’m sorry, I messed up!”

It’s too late when you are behind closed doors and when enough is enough and when one is fed up

There are more people that deserves a second chance

When dealing with the wrath of hell and overflowing money problems and finance

teardrops

Life is no longer a game

When going to sleep in tears

As your heart is filled with fear

Because you don’t know how you are going to make it the next day

But listen in the midst of it all

When God shows up and tells you that everything is okay

It’s not over

When days seems to get a little colder

Living in a paranormal state of mind

When every time you have to look over your shoulder

 

GAME OVER!

No more games

Things are real and walking along the paths of reality

I’ts no longer a game!

No more fairy tales of candy land, fantasies or fame

The heartbeats of fate

The breaths of life

Press pause then hit play

This life isn’t a video game

game over

GAME OVER!

 

Written by Lyrical Passion