Rupi Kaur. Let that name just sit there for just a second. Maybe even a moment. Being the “Instagram poet” is actually a great thing when you see how much further her work reaches the masses. Two best selling poetry book, and a moment ago I remember multiple people (experts!) telling me poetry was dead. Whatever it was before, it's now revitalized with Rupi being the main figurehead. A symbol of expression. A symbol of hope. A symbol of courage. A symbol of the many faces of women. That is Rupi Kaur.
Her work is nonetheless than noteworthy. And for…
Suppose for a mere instance I were to reduce you to a state of intelligence. Some acknowledge the belief that they are already there. That you could not be, but rather just look, as your world plays out. Captivated by your own trance, with half of you conscious and the other half residing where the elements of the world are exposed. All elements do cause changes upon course. Fear little, we are but looking through a looking glass. A window perhaps. Where all your actions do play out as you wish. Omitted. You didn’t wish for anything. You are merely…
When the wind blows, promise me you’ll call,
For I have given it my last breath, wrapped
around a canister to hold my last words,
which I send to you,
In fleeting moments I wonder about my own nature,
was it for me to live in or to escape and develop
one of my own, to bring others within it and form
a gathering, where we look out for one another by casting
out our old nature, Forbidding any wild remnant that
could origin from where we once lived,
Even the laws of our nature must change to accommodate
I was never a saint in their eyes,
all they saw was bad poetry
Play dates, beyond the gates
You and I were fate, Fated
to the last goodbye, hello,
I can’t say why, but there’s
a glistening in your eye
sainted marines beyond the trenches
Dark on the handle and green in the eyes,
green on the benches, Slump on the rock,
Docking in the still of time, Mirages passing
It’s you and I,
this is me,
I’m the other on your side
This is you,
like the red on my roses
The blood on…
“There is a natural chemical response that happens when people see colour, or architecture, or a piece of nice ass — when they see something beautiful. Without that inspiration, you become dull, you become lost, you become desensitized in a way that is totally unnatural.” — Saber
Rest in peace Jahseh Dwayne Ricardo Onfroy
Born: January 23,1998, Plantation, FL
Died: June 18, 2018, Deerfield Beach, FL
Going with so much momentum and poetry it was hard for the tap of a finger to not put this audible rapper in drive. But did he end up in a grave like Biggie and Tupac Shakur?
The stereo of clout is a driven thing. With all these rappers nowadays on the radio bursting alongside easily accessible status, it’s hard to ring out the headache of pain, volume, and vulgar. …
A personal covid on Steve Jobs.
I’m writing titles. Not because it’s a job. Because it’s a sport. Taking my iPod into gym class was so ideal to me, some of those sparks hit on Twitter as I spark.
The whole purpose of things fell onto me as a child. As a pupil there was some dilute between lukewarm weather and the vast landscape of atmosphere. Phonetically the sky.
If escape us. Sometimes (the mean to fall). To land on our higher chance of surviving even if it doesn’t call for it. In my wallet is that a question? …
What you need to know. Not NFT.
So you heard.
A big window
Or a newly minted legacy. A titled of the album stint. Reduce ¡Exclamation. Listening pleasure and chaps lips. Propane does the chopsticks.
Fugul ninja have you fetch the declaration of war, marinated is it? Listen up, it’s who’s submit, unlike the submission. For these channels of course. Adór.
Many have the right to remain violet besides boycott chains. Dressed like a jet high with Oscar admires. Fathomly, scruttle…
Remember the stun— TV star actress iCarly Miranda Cosgrove? In the time it take for the push forward Y — combinator start-up community to gear in the Up Yippy Up and Away “FAKE" news media after Mark Zuckerberg 8 billion acquisition passing in profile to the easy said profession and vlog of occult-like accomplice (👿😈) this new edition of platishers wrinkling out the condo everyday shirt is abruptly the craze in fashion. Eye roll please. Let’s N-O-T dip the pen in ink and take a look!
One of the most notorious influencer slash celebrity because she’s that good with her…
Brandon (Leo) baby, known professionally as Member of regular. (body) edits hack & ugly. Bad poetry, the book. Flip'in cute. Cut up some slices. Arts 🛶 ⛽ 📴