Walking through life as a Black person is like jazz—you improvise, create, and make beauty out of chaos. But never forget: even in the dissonance, you’re the melody. Keep shining. #theprototype #therhythym #therhyme
#BlackExcellence #blacksky #blackskyover40 #blackskyover30
#BlackExcellence #blacksky #blackskyover40 #blackskyover30
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December 3, 2024 at 11:35 AM
Walking through life as a Black person is like jazz—you improvise, create, and make beauty out of chaos. But never forget: even in the dissonance, you’re the melody. Keep shining. #theprototype #therhythym #therhyme
#BlackExcellence #blacksky #blackskyover40 #blackskyover30
#BlackExcellence #blacksky #blackskyover40 #blackskyover30
#BadPoet #Poetry #TheRhyme
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It takes a thread - 1 of 5 <—
“Could Not Escape The Rhyme”
I write in rhyme.
I always do.
It’s maddening,
but somehow true.
The lines just crash
inside my head,
And spill out wild,
half-baked, half-bled.
#PoetryCommunity #Poem
It takes a thread - 1 of 5 <—
“Could Not Escape The Rhyme”
I write in rhyme.
I always do.
It’s maddening,
but somehow true.
The lines just crash
inside my head,
And spill out wild,
half-baked, half-bled.
August 9, 2025 at 10:59 PM
#BadPoet #Poetry #TheRhyme
#PoetryCommunity #Poem
It takes a thread - 1 of 5 <—
“Could Not Escape The Rhyme”
I write in rhyme.
I always do.
It’s maddening,
but somehow true.
The lines just crash
inside my head,
And spill out wild,
half-baked, half-bled.
#PoetryCommunity #Poem
It takes a thread - 1 of 5 <—
“Could Not Escape The Rhyme”
I write in rhyme.
I always do.
It’s maddening,
but somehow true.
The lines just crash
inside my head,
And spill out wild,
half-baked, half-bled.