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Awakenings
Awakenings
Awakenings
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Awakenings

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Awakening is a collection of some of my thoughts when I first discovered the poet/writer within. As the words danced from my head to the pen, I fell in love with the magic.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKia Lynette
Release dateApr 11, 2016
ISBN9781524236823
Awakenings
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Kia Lynette

I am definitely a poet in my own right but I haven’t always believed this or felt this way. I would like to say that I just stumbled onto my floetic ability but that would not be the truth. I truly believe that I walked into something of Divine creation. I was stuck in yet another one of my ruff seasons . I was living in the results of a lot of decisions that I made. I was frustrated. I was angry and I was tired. I felt like I was just going through the motions; doing a bounce of nothing; wishing, hoping and praying that some how it would equal up to something. At that present time, I had developed a friendship with what I call, a mufti talented, uniquely gifted women. On a lot of days, in spite of our very present situations, we would sit on the couch and just have long heart to heart sessions. We talked about our past and how we wished we had did things differently . During these sessions, I discovered the true nature of my friends ability as she revealed the details of her life. I began to feel an even greater connection between us once I walked through her life ; through her words. My friend is a poet with an amazing ability to put a picture into words. That’s where it all started for me. She said that I had that same ability; that I was a poet too. She encouraged me to give it a try. At first, I played around with this poetry thing. Then one day, I got up and just felt the urge to write and that’s what I did. I starting painting pictures with words. It ways like magic. I started rhyming in my head, while I was walking and even while I was talking. I actually had full length life illustrations developing in my mind. I starting sleeping with a pen and paper on my night stand to caught the concepts that jumped into my head. I never really know exactly what I’m going to write about. It just pops up in my head and takes over and before you know it, I ‘m writing yet another one. That’s why I said, this is not an accident or a coincidence. It is truly GOD who gets this credit. I am not capable of this flow. This is truly the most fulfilling, refreshingly vibrant quest that I’ve ever encountered. Not only am I writing, I’m exploring and developing. I had to take a step back , rewind, open the door , and come front & center with my truth. “TO THY SELF BE TRUE”

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    Awakenings - Kia Lynette

    BY Kia Lynette

    COMPLIMENT

    https://soundcloud.com/kkbpoodinsavagelove/compliment/s-jVXwV

    AWAKENING

    As I awake

    my soul partakes with bounds

    cause no one’s around

    destiny lurks at the scene

    it can all be redeemed

    once  thought lost can now begin again

    a knock at the door

    as destiny comes in

    in to see what lies beyond this point

    as it wakes up every fiber & every joint with such a point

    how can I deny what flows so freely in me?

    content with possibility

    AWAKE MY DEAR CHILD AND SEE YOUR LIFE BEGIN WITH NO VIEW OF AN END

    AWAKE MY DEAR CHILD

    AWAKE!

    LOST IT

    I

    Lost it

    for a minute

    I

    not you

    but me

    was caught up for a second

    quit a long

    second

    yeah

    a good long minute

    I was stuck in it

    couldn’t penetrate

    couldn’t break free

    from the yes yes yes

    the pulsation in my breast

    the sting of the stung

    the hunger of what’s yet to cum

    my owe and my awwww

    the pinch from the claw

    the release from my bra

    the curl in my back

    the tinkle in my spin

    the upward thrust of my behind

    from the thought of this kind

    fingering my lines

    I damn near lost my mind

    I was shook

    I was stuck

    eye hustling

    got me tussling

    with this new found heat

    this pounding flesh above my feet

    DRAINING ATTENTION FROM the pulsating meat

    that I feel

    from the intense sense of my mate

    soon to quench

    soon to relate

    to escalate

    to penetrate

    my femininity of my me

    against

    the masculinity of his he

    I’m gone

    I’m stuck

    I’m shook

    gotta shake this off

    gotta pull it together

    put things back in order

    get some water

    wet my face

    change the pace

    relinquish the grip of this place

    but it’s too late

    he can sense the stain

    growing in between my brain

    with the quickness

    he draws me in

    with the word string of his song

    the tone of his bass

    I remember

    as I sing along

    the feel of AWWWW IS laced across his face

    with the FINGERS OF sensation

    we soon embrace

    I give up

    I’m in it

    I’m totally lost

    at what ever cost

    you win

    you’re the boss

    I’m lost

    in

    the

    anguish of your language

    I love you

    you are truly my poet

    and

    I think you know it!!!!!!!

    ‘NEVER HAPPENED"

    I would dare not mistake a minute of my time

    that could possibly resemble anything that would add or take way from what you wish to believe about the way we came to be

    but I will interrupt the element of your current desire to redirect you back to the firing tornados you left spinning in my life

    My eyes refuse to focus beyond the limitations that gather and parade my sight

    the fire that burns in my belly from the sound of your words that still pierce my soul

    as I try to run beyond the remembrance of the flame dance you play with my

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