Colorful Expressions To Inspire A Vibrant Reflection In You

LIFE IN COLOR

Does the seed of a dream Penetrate through the soil, the toils of life Flourish, grow and continue to believe Till it sees what it deeply perceives, it will be Or, if at once derailed, will it weaken Turn faint, submit to fear, and fail Cease to hope then die Or does it regenerate then shoot to the sky
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Introduction
This collection of poems was birthed out of the pure idea that life can be and should be lived with intense passion and surmountable purpose. I believe that every human being can function at the highest level of their potential by looking inward, attaining the reward in understanding the valuable, intricate facets, principles and lessons of life. The poems were written not from the standpoint or position from someone who has already arrived, but rather, from the viewpoint of one who has chosen the path of incessant learning and has experienced both negative and positive aspects of life, nonetheless, is still completely enthused by the journey of success and fulfillment. These creative expressions were induced by the thorough belief in the worthy ideal of which, I am permanently

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convinced: within people is the power to create life (through proper cultivation of the mind thats carried out into their conscious actions). Within each chapter, whether it is on social, cultural, or familial recurrences, life, love, relationship themes and lessons. All are suggestively aimed to stimulate a personalized awakening towards the stated above perception of truth. If you walk away with nothing else but the following realization, then my endeavor has been met, and that is, you become inspired to seize the life that you dream of daily, and are willing to put relentless work ethic towards fulfilling, rather than letting life just happen to you; settling with living a meager, mundane, trapped in the formidable drab routine, and illusive rules of a colorless, dreamless life. The dream, the life that does not conflict but adds to the balance and nature of the universe is the dream that is necessary and must be fulfilled. That is what defines and exemplifies, Life in Color.
Sharla R. Kornegay, 2010

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The Moment Of Grace

I remember when I was twelve Weeping on my bed The room cold and dreary My eyes bleeding red My hollow soul so weary Missing my poppa years gone dead Core deep yearnings For my absent momma An aimless wanderer That has lost her head Or at least that is what The so called highly expertise Psychosis clinical doctor said So far with my experience Of life dealings Im led To believe that life Has dealt me a hand Too short of a full deck So in silence, With heavy weighted Mourning I lay Praying that in my life I would not be led astray Off of a path which
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Im not even certain of the way For at this point I dont have anyone In my life to display The right direction Make corrections Only models of hurt And imperfection Im feeling inwardly foolish Crying out to a God, who, So far in word or action Seems to have nothing to say And just when my last breathe Of hope and fervor Was ever so faint and passing away As my last outcry and plead was being made Approaching discretely, was The Moment of Grace In the midst of the final conversion Of my zest for life giving way To internal bitter sweet sorrows No longer empowered Or even desiring to weigh The possibility of how my life Can positively change What appeared in a haze?
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Nothing but my moment of grace As I was surrendering completely My control over to the negative Realm and Voice Willing to embrace the idea that I have No Choice Other than to let the brunt of My circumstances replace The innate will power and strength Given me to never retreat from the Tests of life, but with dignity face I was instantly fulfilled inwardly All over, cleansed immaculately in, The moment of grace Somewhere deep Somehow, way deep within There is inkling Of a bright Ancient Pneuma that sings A song of freedom wrapped in The belief of a future filled With abundance of opportunity Reflective, but not foretold By my disheartened soul And remnants of the broken past,
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences In a moment I felt released from Reliving, the outcome of the choices Of former generations passed Once touched By an angelic presence Now Im forever changed, Lured by the intensity of the call And clarity of words That gave, definitive purpose Amazed at the spirits ability to Mentally and physically make anew One, who formerly was in a state, Conclusively defined as hopeless The moment of grace fell upon me All within, was exposed before me Fortifying strong who I be Sent forth to create my future so free Before it would manifest physically When The Moment of Grace Rested in me I humbly and openly received My healing, along with the ability To be a conqueror over my days Convert the various energies to create The perfectly Constant growing mind state
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences What fell upon me? Like honey so sweet, Placed so close in reach The vital life lessons Wisdom would teach For me to take in and grasp Grace Strongly making the statement That I will not become a product of my

PAST

And neither will you If you earnestly seek And diligently search to find The revelations that are envisioned And put into action through The third eye

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Kindred
Im looking near Im searching far For my kindred I know the name I was given I know where I was born I know my momma Heard about my daddy And got a few pictures To help recollect few memories I got dreams Of how life should be And a spirit thats yearning Because it has a need To get in Where it fit in To strive and rise To spread my wings and fly But who wants to fly alone Without one to call their own Im on a journey Took this long ride On a conquest to find
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences One who can walk With me side by side And be my guide When my eyes get weary And my heart grows faint In weakness grows stronger, one, That doesnt fathom the word cant I close my eyes and envision That Im among those who Understand and dont demand Me to dim my incandescence To live a life thats bland Day dreams of kindred Not numbered by sand That doesnt just know But take action and go Above and beyond The average man Trace your blood, Thats the first place They tell you to go, In the blood Is where all the secrets lie For what you want to know But dry and bitterly
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences I found out quickly With too much heart ache That sometimes your blood Instead of adding to you Can mostly take Blood, can take innocence Attempt to break character And interrupt growth, Leading you to navigate life Through negative past experiences Passing down the poison Of broken yesterdays Instead of teaching with higher levels Of consciousness and functioning As an immediate recourse The same genetic makeup And blood flowing through our veins Doesnt dictate that we are similar in Nature, or respond to life the same For if we be, connected by blood But separated by love, Or rather more concisely defined As the lack thereof Im matter of fact Clear and refined
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences That my bloodline Does not always define Those that are of like mind Having a connective relation To me thats so divine My Kindred Are Those that are celestially aligned

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Bitter Sweets Nearing Beautiful

Father theres so many Words I want to say, Many sleepless nights I pray About each moment of my life Impacted greatly, not having you As an instrumental figure In my life day by day, How the loss of you Heavy on my heart it weighs I dont want to sing Another father less song But I can feel the blues Of heartache coming on strong Another fairytale undone Dead to me so early, too young Visions of you blurred Memories brief, breached Jagged song verses hardly written Sonatas steeped In despondence are all I hum Lacking memories of you Confuse, my being Shadows cast block
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences My ability in seeing The validity of my healing Myself, My self-respect Hard to recall or recollect My beauty, being defined And honored for whats within For these wolves in sheep clothing Just want to take my purity In Exchange For the enjoyment of their sin They know that youre not around No strong male presence To be found Tempts my thoughts, actions Not to be sound So they cast their illusions All towards the making of a trick Good ole papa slick Says, Come with me, Dont be bound, be free, Let me stick, your rickety split So you can feel again I know youre numb But youll forget the pain
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Once you come, With me. But in reality Youve just succumb To another cycle, Fallen idle Fallen asleep Stripped, From the power of your innocence Not awakened to your genius To your majestic glory To your quintessence Your prowess virtue And all he does is just hurt you Leaving your heart singed And your self esteem weakened Made fragile from being further burned Arise, out of the ashes Oh frankincense and myrrh Mend the broken pieces of her core Rekindle, the unity between You and her Restore, the womans scent The sweetness, which makes her Aroma
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Savored and longed for Rejuvenate, the essence Of the princess persona Adorn her again with Emotion and vulnerability To be safe and care free Rebirth, the sacredness of her Womb Where life originates Where vital growth happens To ensure safe human arrival And prepares the soul for survival Let her know that the absence of The once, endeared, Male physical hands Of her fathers, uncles, Grandfathers and brothers Does not command Or dictate the choices of her todays Nor, direct the events of her future Oh my sisters, my mothers My aunts, my grandmothers We must stop the cycle We must change the future today With change in our actions
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences In our disposition And the words we say We are changed from being Downtrodden femme fatale Bitter and barely sweet Into constant muses, goddesses Were lilies of the valleys Where roses and blossoms meet And grow to know, their, Invaluable incandescent worth Beloveds I call to the winds And to every corner Of the earth To disperse, Fortitude Shatter the poison Of the historic cycles And break the curse Through declaration In act and conversation With celebration of her Being placed back on her throne And crowned, glorious, Mother earth, producer of life
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Black Prince
Black boy Black boy Stand tall Carry on Far beyond, What American culture teaches For your legacy reaches Back to an honorable heritage You are a descendant Of African kings and queens That emerged out of tribes Built kingdoms, pyramids Dwelled in palaces And ancient colonies The truth, of who you really are Current educational systems Dont want to leak, Nor do some individuals Lacking in color want to speak The truth and inform you That every bit of who you are Is carved, on Egyptian tombs Is etched and inscribed In the African womb
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences You were birthed out of That you come from an ancestry of genius That your forefathers used their Intellectual properties, to render to humanity And modern civilization An indelible and superior intelligence To discover, invent and create Greater systems of Governmental and Moral Philosophy Science, Mathematics, Astronomy, Medicine and Anatomy Than what currently exists today So I plead with you to put away Look inwardly deep, research to break The inception of lies That you were forcefully taught That you unwillingly bought Consequently, causing you to betray Your oneness, Dividing yourself, against yourself Falling prey to the bait of poverty No more striving high But succumb to be dumb Taking on a poor mentality Having your faith silenced
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences By acts of crime, gangbanging Petty and domestic violence And in our communities there is a raging silence Just the aching soft whisper of a mothers moan Wondering who will sing a black boys song Who can carry on? The legacy of a life That was short-lived and bleak Of the black boy whose blood was splattered And soul lost in the streets Now today, I beseech You to give way, To the original grain Of disposition, the initial vein Of your expression and livelihoods Unearth, your kindred spirits intelligence Be renewed, walk in their excellence With due diligence, call to remembrance Youre rich History, Let it rise and overflow Mend the brokenness, give recourse Let the SPIRIT Of unadulterated truth discourse With your heart and your mind Let it feed your soul benevolently

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences So that you can grow Into a strong man That opulently understands Honors, acts and maintains The invaluable, wise historic Traditions of his ancestors reigns And shed light in these times of Darkness Reign, black prince, reign Rise, black prince, rise Be wise, be a light For all the world to see Reign, black prince, reign Reign strong, reign bright Reign sovereign In all your might Black boy, black prince Dare to open your eyes, Now rise

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Booty Shaker
Booty shaker Rump shaker Heart taker Purity breaker I aint a hater But imma tell you How it be Im tired of seeing Your behind and dem big ole thighs Steady shaking On music videos and DVDs In entertainment news Especially tired of seeing you Parade your exposed body All over my TV Though I must admit You do look an awful lot like me I mean, with those sexy thighs Bright eyes, nice smile And few can pass by Without glancing to recognize
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences

The beauty of the round booty But come on chile Dont you know we have a duty? To up hold Our self-respect, Or did you forget That there are young girls Watching you at home Impatiently, rushing to grow old So they can emulate what you do Thinking it will bring success And contentment to their soul There are little girls Growing not knowing The real essence of the beauty That makes them whole Because the media pushes loose Half-naked images of you As their number one role model Repeatedly, for them to view But they dont have a clue That in silence Your head is hung Your heart is wrung
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences

From being Flattered Then tattered And used Subdued, By male dominated Entertainment industry moves So your Mentally brainwashed Emotionally corrupted Publicly raped By the way your Body is conducted By an image That was created With the ultimate effect To have your innate glory faded So you and future little girls Would be thoroughly jaded, For life As they watch you allow Men to grope smack and even swipe A credit card through the split Of your back side, As you gladly dance to lyrics that tell
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences You to drop it low and open wide As they rap and sing words That degrade your worth and pride Constituting, that your body can be had By the bidder wholl pay the highest price And inside I cry As you play along Flowing with the plan Of the breaking Of your own Cultural and Spiritual demise Booty shaker Rump shaker Heart taker Purity breaker I aint a hater Im just telling you How it be For they wont tell you what they see That inside you lies Mental brilliance and the nature of a queen Dont sell your soul just to be seen Wake up, youre better than that

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SEX
Sacred love, sentimental touch Sensual gratification, Earnest understanding, effectual Ecstasy and bond X chromosome, Y chromosome unite To create life Socially and culturally When did we start to see? Allow, emphasize and justify For love and understanding To no longer be necessary Prerequisites for intimacy Can I impose for us to implode? Dissect, think and reflect For a few moments on the divine Action and gift we call sex It is plain to see, obviously Sex is acted out physically Whats not so easy to conceive? What in the moment of passion Many choose consciously, not to read Is the inherent chemistry The synergy of mental
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Emotional and spiritual energy That is exchanged when we Enter one anothers personal deeps What we undoubtedly will reap Is an intertwinement Of character that will seep And penetrate our lives Wrestle in our mind As we try to decide Decipher, if these new moods Are inherent, or did they emerge When we let another sexually intrude Our being, without taking thoughtful Time to consider their views Their state, their cares Their mannerisms and previous affairs And whether are not it was worth The moment of embrace We can only confide in time to tell Whether what we received is something We want to remain and dwell Within If what the other human being carried Was in nature, virtue or sin And because we were never truly Connected
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Now our wholeness as individuals is Disconnected And if we dont seek to find The remnants That will lead us to be whole again The shared New unwanted mannerisms Will later be displayed Repeated and relayed Passed along to another Hollow, inadequate, sex excavation Without pertinent Real connection and relation Without pure love And true understanding Sex becomes an act of nothingness, Leaving one dissatisfied Incomplete and void

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Evolving
Fear of falling Fear of falling Fist balling To keep you away from me Buried treasures, secret me Hid deep inside The average con artists Or master burglar couldnt even find Why? Hide behind The protective coat In the intensity of my eyes Because those who care Will want to look deeper Pure beings find no exhaustion In pulling back the layers And uncovering the exposed me Which by the way Is not so hard to see, If you dont haste to judge Only based on my physicality Those who care desire To unmask the inner core
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences They know trust is not just simply Given But is honored when its earned Even more Can you see me? I know you can Thats not hard to tell Ive been known To make grand entrances Like royalty walking to a throne Do you care? To hear To understand And learn me When Im talking Are You Listening? Im loud Not in voice or in sound But in spirit and in presence Some things Are best understood In few words, Acute body language And disposition Within my genuine meekness Youll get a taste of my sweetness

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences And be intrigued by my mystery That at a glance Is enchanting you To fall in a trance Where youre thirsting to learn more Of whatever Im freely giving Because somehow you know Its connected to living Its good to you Im good for the soul Your mind and spirit If you learn nothing at all Know this Im always evolving Growing into something different Becoming something new While still maintaining the core That keeps you longing for more To me there is no apex So do your best To learn the aura I possess It will help you interact With the being Ill evolve too next

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Writing Loosely
Writing loosely, moves me Balances out my chemistry Draws me to search from areas within Separating virtue from sin I find the woe is me Inject serums of positivity Causing my mental to motivate And change my present state To formulate a bright future Anew reality Endless possibilities Lie within the stroke of a pen, Or in my case, A pencil So I can expose and erase Without a trace To the human eye Things that arent befitting to the heart Like self-sabotage, jealousy, malice and pride Besides The writer, the poet Is as detrimental to mankind As the scientist, lawyer, doctor

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Or the chief of a tribe For the poet and lyricist Help you to discover Deeper parts of you That was covered And pleads your case All in one breathe Some ancient scriptures Can even save you from death Literature from books Like the Bible, Torah Tripithaka and Quran Causes a belligerent dark emotion To be removed by the light of dawn Come on, dive in You dont need a reason Write a song, a love letter Write about the seasons Write about yourself Your history, your kin, your children I promise it will bring to you Much desired healing And have your mind reeling Marveled and amazed At how light you feel
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Since you purged all that Mental and emotional heavy weight For we are the author Of our future and our past Write, and then say an incantation Create your own spells to cast Write Release Expose and see, Embrace the person You deserve to be

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Philosophy & Religion Of Kindness

One Buddhist, Two Jehovah Witness, Three Muslims, Four Jews Five Christians, Six Hindus All in one room At first, discussing Then eventually Debating, their views On religion Each questioning the other Suggesting that their institutionalized Religious faith saves and sustains The righteous more so, than the faith Of their adjacent brother Dissecting what their Holy manuscript states, Arguing which one divinely Foretells humanitys fate And out of all the numerous Religious topics debated on None touch on real life personal issues That daily affects peoples homes Nor, are any earnest questions Like these raised or asked
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Do you know your neighbor? Are you even aware? Of your next door neighbors Or even closer, Your family members fears Can you detect and reflect the tears That is held in with pride But want to pour out Like a raging water fall And the silent cry for help Suffering to escape from the mouth Of the people you encounter daily, Does a moment of contact with you Counter, or add To their spiritual drought Should not these questions Aid in the core mission of the Righteous Would not the answering of these questions Through conscious action Better solidify their varying religious pious And as I peer into the room Watching from the outside My mind reels and wonders why, These assertively awakened At heart people dont realize Or sense the negative vibe That is created and exists in all
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Their endless futile debating That has not one ounce of power To handle the true mission, Of helping to free the human mind Towards the outcome Of positively changing human lives For as they intensely speak Trying to convince each other Of the one true religious belief There are so many people with Unspoken hungers, walking by, Overtaken by dejection, Catastrophic depression, Suicidal thoughts, abuse, loneliness And all kinds Of numerous hurts that they Wrestle with inside Who, are in no need Of rigorous religion And complicated philosophies But would willingly and openly receive A warm embracing hug And a sincere smile From a person whose Thoughtful and kind And would freely give some time

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences To help them define and decipher Between the pure progressive Thoughts of their being And negative enslaving thought schemes To help them sort through their issues And learn that life is a canvas that They are the sole artist to paint One who could relate And convey the message That within their being lies All power to create Once they surrender to The universal principles Of Conscious Love, Indelible Peace and Obdurate Faith And let those virtues fully guide And impact the choices they make And there are many cultural epics And manuscripts that depict This simplistic, yet most Powerful way of truth This morality was birthed in us For us to yield to within And give to others That is placed in our path For in the end all knowledge And prophecies from the different
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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Organized religions will cease And only actions in love shall be Weighed, will remain and last Allowing you to move through The ethereal universe and surpass Time and death To live on strong In the legacy That you created And passed on

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Together Vs Separate
There is not a thing That cant be done When we as people Join together as one For there is not a single Mission that can be won Nor, as a people will we advance If as beings we do not learn To stand with, and for another man Separate, we divide Both physically And in the mind Weakening our virtue From the inside And repudiate learning From each others lives Together we are a force Of disparate purpose, With steadfast resilience To strengthen the weak among us Separate we are scattered Seeds by the wayside Unable to grow Bound by our cultural lines

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Separatism, is a system that keeps The poor suffering and impoverished The fallacious rich Full of greed and haughtiness And the middle sect Living comfortably illusive Separate, our actions of evading Are justified and made conclusive While the ethos, And temperament of the wise Are impetuously criticized And subconsciously resisted Together our roots are planted deep We garner enough energy to overcome Any obstacle no matter the depth Or how steep Together we establish A multitude of Counselors And gain the grace of Wisdom as our lead Together out weighs Separate in every way On any scale, The magnitude of impact That the action of unity displays

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Life In Color | Social Cultural Familial Recurrences Can be thoroughly felt And clearly seen Then, why do we? Consist to convene On the attributes That shed darkness On the differences In our views That separates us Rather than connect The core essence That makes us attune

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