Decisions.
Decisions.
Decisionnnnns.
hmmm. let me think.
So many decisions before me.
How shall I choose?
What shall it be?
I think.
I think.
I think I'll choose me.
Yes.
I'll choose me.
I'll choose me over uncertainty.
I'll choose me over anxiety.
I'll choose me over anger.
I'll choose me over fear.
I'll choose me over pain.
I'll choose me of suffering in silence.
I'll choose me over mental drain.
I'll choose what's best for me come hell or high water.
I'll choose me through cloudy day days and cold nights.
When it comes to loving me there can be no oversight.
If you say I'm selfish...you might be right.
I choose me.
I choose me.
I CHOOSE ME!!!
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HLH©2/20/2020
Welcome to hallziespoetrycorner...the#1 source of written poetry online. I post three new poems every week. These poems are passionate, soulful, heartfelt, freeing, creative, abstract, and intuitive. I also write them spontaneously. I never premeditate the content I write about. My poems will resonate with you even if you are not into poetry. Visit my link every week, make sure you comment, like,and share my poems on your favorite platform It's poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions ™️
Thursday, February 20, 2020
Thursday, February 13, 2020
Mamba
You soared with the eagles.
and ran with wolves
You stared adversity in eye and dared it try.
You had a conversation with pain and demand more from it.
You declared war on fear and vowed never to run from it.
You stood firm on the hill of principle.
You planted your flag on the mountain of prosperity .
You were the epitome of disciple and definition of sacrifice.
You ruled wisely in a kingdom with no floors or ceiling.
Deeper that any ocean.
Brighter than a million suns.
You were the chosen one.
No longer physically here.
Your legacy etched and embroidered in a purple and yellow crest and will never tarshish or rust.
You shall forever remain the West and in the hearts of each one of us.
hallziespoetrycorner:Poetry with a Passion. Poetry for all occasions. ™
HLH©2/13/2020
and ran with wolves
You stared adversity in eye and dared it try.
You had a conversation with pain and demand more from it.
You declared war on fear and vowed never to run from it.
You stood firm on the hill of principle.
You planted your flag on the mountain of prosperity .
You were the epitome of disciple and definition of sacrifice.
You ruled wisely in a kingdom with no floors or ceiling.
Deeper that any ocean.
Brighter than a million suns.
You were the chosen one.
No longer physically here.
Your legacy etched and embroidered in a purple and yellow crest and will never tarshish or rust.
You shall forever remain the West and in the hearts of each one of us.
hallziespoetrycorner:Poetry with a Passion. Poetry for all occasions. ™
HLH©2/13/2020
life lessons
I'm a master minder.
When it comes to minding I'm that deal
Yes it's true.
The thing I mind is a little dated but it is very interesting to study.
Its complex yet simple.
Its called my business.
Yeah.
I got a PHD in studying me.
Meology.
Everyone should take up this field of study.
No two mes are the same.
If you studied your me you would never have time to notice another me.
You wouldn't be interested in spilling the tea.
You should go into the field of minding.
I hear the tuition is free.
You should register right now.
I'll shoot you the link.
Enroll today at the good ole University of MYOB
hallziespoetrycorner: Poerty with a Passion. Poetry for all occasions.™
HLH©2/13/2020
When it comes to minding I'm that deal
Yes it's true.
The thing I mind is a little dated but it is very interesting to study.
Its complex yet simple.
Its called my business.
Yeah.
I got a PHD in studying me.
Meology.
Everyone should take up this field of study.
No two mes are the same.
If you studied your me you would never have time to notice another me.
You wouldn't be interested in spilling the tea.
You should go into the field of minding.
I hear the tuition is free.
You should register right now.
I'll shoot you the link.
Enroll today at the good ole University of MYOB
hallziespoetrycorner: Poerty with a Passion. Poetry for all occasions.™
HLH©2/13/2020
When I say I'm black.
When I say I'm black I'm not referring to flesh tone.
There is no country, city,or state called black.
So When I say I'm black what do I mean by that?
I mean, I am the original man.
I mean I'm black.
Black is in my essence.
Black in my spirit.
Black is in my DNA.
I'm black.
I suffer with pride.
I'm black.
I walk with humility .
I'm black.
I carry myself like God.
I'm black.
I exude dignity.
I'm black.
I fill the hopeless with hope.
I'm black.
I lead like the chosen one.
I'm black.
I love unconditionally.
I'm black.
Tenacity runs though my veins.
I'm black.
I'm connected with my ancestors while being wide awoke on this physical plane.
I'm black
I am the promised land.
The promised land?
Oh you need me to break it down and explain.
I can't.
You wouldn't understand it.
Its a black thang.
hallziespoetrycorner:Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions. ™
HLH© 2/13/2020
There is no country, city,or state called black.
So When I say I'm black what do I mean by that?
I mean, I am the original man.
I mean I'm black.
Black is in my essence.
Black in my spirit.
Black is in my DNA.
I'm black.
I suffer with pride.
I'm black.
I walk with humility .
I'm black.
I carry myself like God.
I'm black.
I exude dignity.
I'm black.
I fill the hopeless with hope.
I'm black.
I lead like the chosen one.
I'm black.
I love unconditionally.
I'm black.
Tenacity runs though my veins.
I'm black.
I'm connected with my ancestors while being wide awoke on this physical plane.
I'm black
I am the promised land.
The promised land?
Oh you need me to break it down and explain.
I can't.
You wouldn't understand it.
Its a black thang.
hallziespoetrycorner:Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions. ™
HLH© 2/13/2020
Friday, February 7, 2020
shot clock
I know what it looks like but looks can be deceiving.
Your not through yet.
Theirs still more time on the clock.
Don't count yourself out just yet.
Don't double down your hand.
Call in your bet.
The situation is never as grave as it appears.
Their always enough time left.
Hallzies poetry corner: Poetry with a Passion. Poetry for all occasion©
HLH© 2/07/2020
Your not through yet.
Theirs still more time on the clock.
Don't count yourself out just yet.
Don't double down your hand.
Call in your bet.
The situation is never as grave as it appears.
Their always enough time left.
Hallzies poetry corner: Poetry with a Passion. Poetry for all occasion©
HLH© 2/07/2020
cutting the strings
I won't let you get the best of me.
I call your bluff.
Your all talk.
Take your best shot.
I refuse to give into you.
I won't let you knock me off my square.
You won't rattle my game.
I'm cool as cucumber.
You can't touch me in my domain.
I won't let you control me.
I'll keep the key.
I've dwelled inside of you for far too long.
I'll set my own self free.
hallziespoetryconer: Poetry with a passion Poetry for all occasions.™
HLH© 2/7/2020
I call your bluff.
Your all talk.
Take your best shot.
I refuse to give into you.
I won't let you knock me off my square.
You won't rattle my game.
I'm cool as cucumber.
You can't touch me in my domain.
I won't let you control me.
I'll keep the key.
I've dwelled inside of you for far too long.
I'll set my own self free.
hallziespoetryconer: Poetry with a passion Poetry for all occasions.™
HLH© 2/7/2020
Stand firm
Staring into the abys while being unphased by its ominous depths.
It once frightened me now it intrigues me.
I was wondering if I could power through it.
I'm curious to see if I can overcome it.
I want to face it head on.
I want build myself up so that I can rise above it.
I don't have any strategy planned.
I don't have my angle of attack figured out.
I haven't plotted my course.
I don't know whether I should plunge right in or take my time.
I don't know if I should calculate it down to the last detail or move on instinct without thinking anything of it.
I know one thing for certain.
I will not run from it.
hallziespoetycorner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions™
HLH©2/7/2020
It once frightened me now it intrigues me.
I was wondering if I could power through it.
I'm curious to see if I can overcome it.
I want to face it head on.
I want build myself up so that I can rise above it.
I don't have any strategy planned.
I don't have my angle of attack figured out.
I haven't plotted my course.
I don't know whether I should plunge right in or take my time.
I don't know if I should calculate it down to the last detail or move on instinct without thinking anything of it.
I know one thing for certain.
I will not run from it.
hallziespoetycorner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions™
HLH©2/7/2020
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