The hour has changed Us

Watching the hand
You miss me?!
Then touch me...
Shit don't feel the same
Our juice is losing its flavor
Where the fuck is the sugar?!
Quick kisses
Hell nah that bitch wasn't sweet enough
Glancing at my wrist
Wasted emotions
Don't get that shit on my carpet
I'm hurt so heal me
Medicated kisses
Doesn't heal me anymore
Checking my home screen
Watch that clock or lose your last kiss
Pounding out these small hours
Grind slow
The fuck is the rush
I want to go slow so my heart can say hello to yours
Heart is beating so fast mines can't even get a fucking word out
You've changed
I felt it in your stroke
Last grain has dropped in the glass
Give me my coat
You slipped on your shoes
Shoe strings dangled when you opened the door
Kissed me on my cheek instead
Ain't that a bitch
I locked the door and snuck a peak at you out the window
Unfamiliar silhouette
Strange scents linger
I don't recognize it
Ugh my tears have taken up all the space on my face
There's not enough room to force a smile
I can't shake this feeling
What the fuck
This time was some bull shit
Crying until my head hurts....


Wipe them off!


I'm Gucci

Face it
The hour has changed Us

-AngeliK hAlo-

Someone told me the stars were out tonight...

Someone told me the stars were out tonight...

...so I went outside looking for you in the Skyy
I felt you like we were standing next to time
Relative feelings flush my face from the thought of you
When our lips first met hmmmm I felt like we crossed paths back in Japan...
...Our tongues grooved to the classic song that played in my head every time I took mental pictures of you
My lips know your scent when you come around
French talking with our lips gave our souls time to reminisce on what could be, but won't be
Because what can be, can't be.
Because what shouldn't be only happened five minutes ago in the bathroom stall....
Because what shouldn't be only happened six minutes ago in the front seat of your car....
Because what shouldn't be only happened seven minutes ago in ole dudes closet studio....
That passion became herion to my body
Anticipating when I'll decide to overdose
Drunken thoughts were our employed spokesmen
Souls remembering when our eyes connected
I've always held you like the summer because I didn't want that season to end
You brought beautiful days and smiling nights
My core gets warm when your presence is near
Mind blowing kisses leave me ranting with mixed emotions
Look what you've done to me
It's too late to cloud my heart because it just won't let me lead....

-AngeliK hAlo-

Give me my trophy!! I want to take it off the shelf and Show Off My Hard Work!

Wake up! Good opportunities don't just come to you that quick without hard work and perseverance! It requires hard work, faith and patience. What good is a great opportunity if it wasn't your passion to work hard for it! Don't allow your dreams to just become trophies that you can't take off the shelf and make useful! You need to work hard for them so you can use them and take them places! May sound confusing, but you'll get it later.......
Dreams!
-AngeliK hAlo

I created a past that loves to hunt me.
😒

Potter of Clay

I met a potter today
Couldn't pick out his face
A little blinded by my vision.

My friend tapped me and whispered, "the potter wants to put you back together again"
Before I could ask, he walked up to me and gently touched my eyes
He immediately sat down on the ground
He replied, "I'm going to make you something for what ails your vision".

I could barely see him when he kneeled down, 
All I could pick out was dirt spat on to mix clay?!
What is it that he's doing?

Hmmm, I squinted to get a clearer vision.
Yes,
He's creating something.

Eyes of confusion seen only the mixture of mud 
He gently tossed it with formality
Sprinkled some security
And sautéed it with support

Once he poured in some extra comfort
He accompanied it with some stability
And blended it with intellect.

He picked it up and slapped it on my eyes
Cool and uncomfortable
But once it settled in it created warmth.

I begin to see without seeing

Who knew hand made clay could sharpen my image
My intellect
My views
My perception.

I prayed for sight and he gave it to me in abstract content
Conjoining my dreams with reality.

Who was this man and why was he performing duties of the new testament; just as Jesus did in the book of John?

He read my mind and answered, 
"I was God sent. 
He told me that your vision had been blocked from past experiences and hurts. 
God said "pray for her and I'll lead you to her. 
He guided me to you and instructed me to broaden your vision."

He then grabbed my hand and lead me.....

Inspired by R.J.I.

-AngeliK hAlo-

Loving In The Deep

Shallow love can't withstand

It leaves your heart capable of floating and wavering in an unsteady rhythm

 

Unconditional love is deep

Deep enough to withstand anything that attempts to move the heart

 

Be careful

For your deep heart can become shallow

 

 

Use the heart with no care then it will began to lose its density 

Destined to become shallow

 

(poem unfinished)

 

-AngeliK hAlo-

Speechless Dream & Realistic Fantasy

Hardest thing is trying to rid the dreams that you once wished to share with a person who's no longer apart of your beautiful days. Mental Photographs. A Realistic fantasy that once was, but has faded into no more. Hmmm.. And once you've thought you'd conquered letting those memories fade, one single picture or "hello" from them brings you back...back to those dreams you've realized you'll always keep close to mind...fresh memories would come back like they've never skipped a beat in your heart. Almost like they've made a impact on you, so much so that no matter how hard you tried to erase the beauty of life's memories you'll never Ever forget..Because they're the reason for your mental photographs of a Speechless Dream & Realistic Fantasy Peace, Love & Music AngeliK hAlo

Rambling Thoughts

Bitter sweet. Your gonna be the death of me. I don't want you. But I need you. I love you and I hate you at the very same time. Now this Hennessy. Is gonna be the death of me. We've been generally warned.....that's what the surgeon said. Never did this before..that's what the virgin said.
-Yazzy Ye-

Some people still speak to you just to get a chance into the promise land