Author: TheRhymeRula 🔱✊🏾
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Quick announcement, I’m revitalizing my interview series with writers voices behind the words. With that said, I’m looking to get the content needed to put together my next blog post for that, so stay tuned. We live our lives with things we need to get done which is why we create either tangible or mental…
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I listen to a lot of genres of music but one that I always enjoy and gets my energy going is Funk. So everybody get a little Funk in your life and hopefully it gets you going to start you Monday off right. Check out below, Shining Star by Earth Wind & Fire. ” You’re…
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Life is the most difficult exam. Many fail because they try to copy others, not realizing everyone has different tests with different questions and answers. One cannot copy success. One can only try to make their own by studying not only their own movements in life but others in order to stave off failures. ©…
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Straight down the rabbit hole I must wonder how far I’ve fallen off my path Lost without any latitude or longitude The truth sticks to my skin like dry leaves on concrete after a storm Thump, thump, colliding of course If only Alice would’ve warned me how painful it could be Keep ya head up…
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A passionate rebel against the norms An architect for anarchy Ashes coat manicure nails The last visible remnant of her femininity remaining A present challenger fighting for a better future
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Switching directions on the map Sights elevated onto a new plateau Thousands of feet above a grounded sanctuary I could hear untold passions whispered Quivered breaths Of excitement Of anxiety Our dimensions altered under rigid glass An exhilarated child hopped on that glass to test its strength But I stood tall staring at blue moonlight…
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The truth that is buried by lies will eventually find the strength to rise to the surface. It may take time, but time is all the truth needs to break free with its revelation. – TheRhymeRula Man, I can think of endless adjectives to describe the powerful and poignant Netflix miniseries “When they see us”…
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This is the 2nd poem I’ve edited and contributed to for my man Aston Kamunde @AstonKamunde on WordPress. My contributions are italicized I longed to hush my sleepless nights from the darkly depths of resentment that torn and bruised my soul and left me standing alone. For many days and months I felt numb and…
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Many thanks to my frequent collaborator and friend Aston Kamunde for giving me his first draft to this poem, and allowing me to strengthen it. Gentle touch as echoes pass Remnants of the night fell softly like feathery petals many of them reminding me of her perfectly crafted in black and gold Soft winds drew…
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