UP.....DOWN

This poem is inspired by my soror Ladie Prodigy's poem "Left....Right".

Up....down...
The world goes around and around, but people go up and down. Up and down in an array of ways.

Emotions: Let's start with the emotion of a woman...I would say of a man as well, but I can't understand that shit. UP: A woman is happy and nothing will take away her shine. The way she sashays through the streets knowing she is doing good for herself and no one else. Beauty on the outside...emotional on the inside. Why are woman so damn emotional? Well...simply because we feel if we can conquer on thing, we can conquer the next. But if there is a hurdle in our place of defeat that's when it goes...DOWN: tears and heartache take over our mind set of the world. There is much that can happen when a woman is emotionally affected. If she's an artist, her creative side exudes most. If she is severely mentally ill, the worse can happen. A woman is a creature belonging to the group of reproduction; happiness. Her UPs and DOWNs only create who she will forever be.

Statistics: do they ever go DOWN? Or constantly go UP? For instance the rise of teen pregnancy, or African Americans contracting HIV. How about the figures of sexually battered relationships? Why? Why must the numbers increase? Here's what I think: the strokes are just so good, and the penis is the base for emotion. It sits there and the emotion is at its high. One stroke from bottom to top and that's UP; while UP there are thoughts on what really is taking place. Numbers are racing as each second passes by. One is not realizing the 2 women are raped each second, or the percentage of African Americans contracting HIV every 5 minutes. Or how about the $1.2 billion dollars that goes into domestic research to help emotionally and physically beaten women. What about the child that doesn't know where to get his next meal? This is UP because this is where things take place at its highest peak and no one realizes what is, has, or will take place. Then its time to come back DOWN: who knows where to turn? Why must all of these occurrences take place so fast? And why so consistently? Don't they always say what goes UP must come back DOWN? I disagree because I continue to see it happen day by day. Who can put an end to the madness? Who shall provide the guidance that these statistics need. I preach for myself, being sure to prove nothing to no one except I. I shall not be a statistic. I will continue to go UP and help those who are DOWN.
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I love you?

I love you...but I love me more.

Who was the first to say this?

Do we all act on it?

....I'm trying.
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Random free write.

So...I haven't written in a WHILE! And I always say I'm just going to go for the goodness, and let my fingers flow, but something comes up, I fall asleep, I lose my thoughts, or I just get plain ol' lazy. Aight. It is now time to cut the bullshit, and get to it! Excuses are the tools for the weak and incompetent....

Happiness? Free verse.

This thing called happiness...where the fuck does it come from? It comes in all shapes, sizes, colors, breeds, material...however you consume your happiness, but does it always last? I mean...you get it, and then what?

Well, lately I've pretty much been on an emotional roller coaster. My mind has the tendency to wander into areas where it should not be. It sort of crosses the "Dead End" sign, and creates its own route to draw different conclusions. Whether its college, friendships, family issues, relationship pitfalls...my mind has its own mind. A weird oxymoron right? Well its the damn truth...

How does one really stay happy? To forget about the negative and live carefree? Yes, its definitely easier said than done. One can try to forget about what needs not to be worried about, but we all know he will always be consumed with the absurd thoughts.

My happiness....it comes in so many ways. But then it disappears when things build up. I wait and see what will take place, and then after there is no change, I'm pissed. That's horrible on my part, but it happens. Fuck all the bullshit, certain things are just so simple. Why are some things made into difficult situations? Well....

**And then this was unfinished. Guess my mind went back to the "dead end" zone and walked on the positive path. The point of this piece I guess was just to express the want for happiness. Is it just something that we want, or is it something that we need? I say both. Why live in a world of negativity, it will do nothing but hurt you both inside and out. Live your life. Let your conscience be free....

....And I as the writer said, of course its easier said than done. Oh well...for the moment?

Be happy.
...try to at least.
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Need to write more!!

Okay. Its 1:25AM. And I seriously realized I need to write more. For real! I mean, I can do it from my BB. So it shouldn't be a problem. I'm going to try for 1-3 post per week. 1 at least. I'm making that promise to myself. For real. I hate that I don't blog as much as I should.

Well, I'm off to bed now.

Talk to you all soon!
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Random#4!! Tattoos! What's the REAL deal!

Tattoos. Most of us have them, some of us want them, some of us hate them. What ever your feeling is- they're going to be around no matter what. Question that boggles my mind; do my tattoos make me? Yes, I am a proud "tattoo owner", and I don't think the ink on my skin tells my life story, nor my personality as a whole. With the symbols I display, or the colors I present, a stranger still isn't capable to tell me who I am; both inside and out.

A tattoo is a simple way for one to express himself and remember the moment when, where and why the tattoo was done. Some people have 1 tattoo, 2 tattoos, 3 tattoos, or even 55 tattoos. With covering 75% of your body with ink, does that make you a "bad" person?

Now, I will be SO honest with you all. I'm a hypocrite when it comes to tattoos, also. Why get something that you will later regret? Then you want to get a "cover up" and just fuck up your body. So in that case I say....choose wisely!

Now, my love for tattoos. I love them! Being a woman, I admire sexiness! No, you will NEVER see "Black Sexy Bitch" or " [insert name here]'s Wife" tatted on my body. That's just something I'm not down for! Now, something sexy! Something you can cover up when need be, or show at the right moment ;). It's all about how you feel! Now, the process. Some like it, some LOVE it. I personally like it....as my tattoo artist talks to me, makes me laugh, we vibe out to music together, I forget about the pain-I enjoy it.

Well, after I went off on a tangent, as I always do....because I'm "Simply, Nye" and its MY show, MY blog. Okay, I'm done! Point is! Tattoos are art! Life is art! Put the two together and you have beautiful art! Live your life baby, do what makes you happy and just be yourself! Therefore, if you are [insert name here]'s wife....tatt it up! If you are a beautiful black bitch, go for it! Just prepare for the stares, snarls, lovers and haters. It shouldn't make you either way. On that note, I'm out-until next time!

-Nye.
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Random # 5- Ode to Purple!!

So today, on this wonderful "summer isn't gone just YET" day, I saw many people sporting this beautiful color. While in ENG class, during free write…I decided to express it. I'm no crazy…I just love the color, and many people were looking stunning, today. Tell me what you think!

 

 

Ode to Purple…

 

I walk here…there's purple.

I walk there…there's purple.

This lovely looking, sass bashing, beautiful,

PUR-mazing, color; PURPLE!

He wears his purple pants with a green grass stain on the knee.

I have this purple flowing skirt that shows off my cute pink and purple panties

When the cars pass by.

Oh! You naughty purple!

Purple is another DIVA in my eyes.

DIVAS, I love em'!

Let's shut down that black shadow trying to take control of that pretty blue sky.

So high…the green leaves touch the brown bark escaping near the red flowers

From the olive green garden.

My purple pencil laying down this beautiful charcoal print on this manila type paper.

Her purple eye shadow glistens off her striking brown skin.

Oh, purple! What's this infatuation people have with you on this day?

What if I were color blind? I believe your beauty would still exude through my soul.

The P would meet the U that touches the R and these three would become intimate with PLE.

PLE's climax would be something different for life.

The many variations of her moan- giving birth to violet, lavender, indigo, magenta, and even lilac, too!

Oh, PURPLE! You stunning DIVA!

Continue to bless your love on every man and woman around the world, and while you do that…

I'll be on my way doing the same…

Totally RANDOM Part 1.

Just checking to see if this MS Word blog "add on" works. If it does work, you will see this….if it doesn't…well obv we all know the answer to that!

 

Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend! Well, let me go get my clothes out of the dryer….

 

Ttyl.

-Nye.