There are many meanings for the word: Broken. Not the character you see on WWE, but what is inside of you that feels broken. I made a poem expressing my feelings about the word Broke. While writing this, I discovered there's more to being broke than just not having money. Read on! Hope you enjoy!
For years sports fanatics argue over who is the greatest basketball player - or football player - or baseball, etc. And that's what drives me crazy. These same people seem to confuse who they like with who is actually the greatest. There's a difference between admiration and domination! Read my rant to see what I mean!
Its human nature for us to compare our attitudes and skills to animal expressionism: eyes like a hawk, you stink like a skunk. When it comes to describing how unique we are, I want to be compared to a Flamingo. In a world overrun by pigeons, nothing stands out more in the bird kingdom than a flamingo. In this blog, I talk about the day I first heard this expression and what it meant to be. Hopefully, it'll enlighten all of you as well on how to look at things in your life for the better.
When I think of Floetry Friday, I look at it as an outlet to bring out the poetic side of me that ran most of my teenaged life. Although I don't rhyme like I used to, that doesn't mean I'm not expired to write verses in metaphoric forms. This time I'm taking a crack at love by writing a heartfelt poem that is short, but sweet. It's about a rose that grew in Brooklyn, eventually changing into a lovely Honey Bee!
This week's Rant literally DROVE me crazy! Living in the city, I'm sure hundreds of you can relate. That's why I don't feel so bad presenting this topic as I believe I'm expressing points that most of us have thought of or still think about...maybe even worst. Check out my words and follow what I mean.
Most people are influenced by what they see on television or read in magazines, blurring the lines between reality and entertainment. We used to be able to tell the difference between the two, but society has changed that. Now we're being told that we're not good enough. Offering yourself to the system is the only way to succeed. I say I'm nobody's whore! And after you check out tonight's Blogisode, I hope you feel the same way.
Back from vacation, Floetry Friday is back with another new poem, dedicated to all those who have questions about the ways of today's world. Questions pop in my head everyday and I'm no closer to finding the answers. This is what I feel when I get eluded by those answers and don't know where to search for them. Take some seconds to read this poem and see if you feel the same as I do.