Beautiful Brown Girl

Beautiful Brown Girl 💕

Hey, how are you?

Yes you, the one reading this.

Brown skin.

Beautiful hair.

A smile that lights up the room.

I love everything about you.

Your intelligence.

Your strength.

Your kindness.

You are one of a kind.

You don’t have to work in the field to impress your parents.

You don’t have to fake a side of you to be with me.

I love you for who you are.

I love the food you make.

I love the traditional dances.

I love how you’re so beautiful inside and out.

Don’t be judgemental, be essential.

I wrote this for you.

So you can appreciate yourself because I care.

You don’t get enough shine, but you shine through my eyes.

My beautiful brownskin girl 💕

I’ve been studying a lot of cultures lately so I can understand others a little bit better. I figured I have all the time in the world so why not? Decided to write a poem about indian girls. I feel they are some of the kindest and heartwarming people that I have met, but they don’t get enough recognition. Here is my latest work, Beautiful Brown Girl 💕

#POWEREDBYREESE 🔊

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Letter 2 LA

You don’t need to know about my situation. Appreciate my art and let every word sink in. To be continued... Your my rock My stone In this life I can’t do it on my own Writing to you back home Since I can’t be there... We fought, we argued, I left I wasn’t at my best My heart beating out my chest But what’s next? You humbled me You’ve protected me You’ve made me your safe space when you was feeling empty I need your love all over me I’m coming one day Just a flight away Keep supporting Dont ignore it I know how you feel I’m keeping it real And this is my letter to you xoxoxo

Crawling

I just spend my days waiting for them to end. I’m confused. I’m lonely. It feels like everything is crashing at this point. Crawling in my skin I would say. I’ve seen better days, but has it seen me? Im lost and fed up, but does god see the beauty in me? I hope so. Every hour is a new thought. Every day is a new battle. Some days it’s hot. Some days it’s cold. But on my soul, I promise I won’t fold. When life beats you up, you take those hits and keep moving. Because nobody is holding you back, but yourself. #POWEREDBYREESE 💔

REAL (LIFE)

REAL What’s real to me? In this life I strive and I prosper. What’s real to me? I go from eating noodles to some lobster. What’s real to me? Girlie actin’ funny so I dropped her. What’s real to me? I was down, but today I’m feeling stronger. What’s real to me? The way I’m movin’ now I need an oscar. What’s real to you? Please take my hand, I really need you. I’d kill for you, blind the lights show me what’s good with you. What’s real to you? Tryna’ show the man that was built for you. I’d die for you, please break my heart but I won’t lie to you. I’m tryna’ show you how I feel and be the better man. I can’t sin upon my life but you wouldn’t understand. I was cold, feeling bold, taking drugs within Thinking you was mines but the devil got the upper hand. I thought you was real, but you played me on fair weather. This the 10th time I thought that I’d know better. What’s real to me is knowin’ you were always there, but you flipped on me and your intentions were just anywhere. I felt...

Adolescence (2020)

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