Posted by Tawanda Blake on Wednesday, May 26, 2010,
The other side of me… This is a clear shot at being what I dreamed to be. I’m not being cocky or jumping out of character, I'm discreetly stepping in it. Even if it pains the unbelieving eyes, for my destiny, and goals I'm willing to reach beyond the outer limits to go and get it. No one can manipulate my mind or insult my intelligence with opinions of matters that are irrelevant. Understanding what I believe, and knowing that my achievements are solely dependent on me. Its funny, life al... Continue reading ...
The tears run down my face. I'm unable to stop the flow. There's a tragic love song that continues to play melodies in my head, breaking the silence of hurt; being alone has me scared. Selfishness and anguish is what I've been fed. There is an urgency to move on... Why should I choose lust over love when a tainted bond is all that I am offered? How do I keep losing the race with no mental space to think clearly because there's too much hurt. I'm buried deeply into a loveless place of darkness...
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Posted by Tawanda Blake on Wednesday, May 12, 2010,
Beautiful is your heart.
Beautiful is your mind that coincides.
Beautiful is the spirit, that you posses.
Beautiful is the color of your eyes.
Beautiful is your business sense and the time spent.
Beautiful is your determination to strive to be free from subjection and ruins of this economy.
Beautiful is the smile no matter if your world is turned upside down.
Beautiful is the way you caress my skin, rub your hands through my hair and tell me how you feel.
Beautiful is the support that you proceed to ...
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