• Baby girl Attempts Poetry

    Burnished Gold

    I closed my eyes for a few seconds Then opened them only to notice a different ambiance.  I didn’t see angels, I didn’t lights, I didn’t see the streets of gold anymore  I saw faces, not so familiar faces A man that had a smile that was about to tear his mouth apart A woman’s face who had a mix…

  • Baby girl Attempts Poetry

    To Birth His

      A young maiden was I  Groomed for my king  For the day He came to possess my entirety  Ate fruits high in vitamins My spirit had to be fit for my king It had to match His purity He could not be repulsed by me or my spirit Drank of the milk  the millk He prescribed for His bride *chuckles…