Ghetto Goth Chick

Hey lovelies! I'm so excited to be making my fashion debut on this blog, do comment and let me know what you think!

Loads of love

Jn-E

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Someone Called Me Strong Today...

I've been going through a lot this year, 2014 hasn't been the easiest ride for me academically and even socially and I say this, yet I wouldn't trade this year for the world. I have grown this year spiritually, mentally and philosophically; my trials and tribulations have made me stronger. In an ocean full of problems my great friend Savannah Harriot, had the audacity to call me strong... and here was my response.
 

 I wouldn't say I'm being strong.

It's more like a concoction of helpless

optimism and higher knowledge 

that believes nothing happens by

accident. Nothing is an accident,

everything has a reason. I am so

over joyed when I have absolutely

no reason to be. It is just in my

 nature to laugh at my pain until it

doesn't hurt anymore. This had to

happen, this is apart of my success

story. It's my journey, not

everybody gets the fairy tale

ending, but everybody gets a role

in this live play called Life.

Resentment

I felt like I had recited
Shakespeare to a deaf man.

Or


Showed a classic painting
to a blind man.


So maybe that's why you
couldn't appreciate it.


Human's are always quick
to set the blame but this
time I'm to blame.


I should have never said
"I love you"

The Prodigal Queen

Why would want to be called                                                                                        
the "baddest bitch"? 
                                                            
Does that make sense to you?


So your mother laboured and gave                              
birth to her daughter who would                                           
replace her name from queen to            Humans are the pinnacle of God's
the "baddest bitch" on twitter.               Creation and so when you proclaim
                                                          
                                                                you're the baddest bitch you make a
Proverbs 18:22 says' "He who finds       renunciation.            
a wife finds a good thing"
So you over there being a bad              In plain English you say I'm not a woman
bitch, take note!                                     but I'm the baddest female
                                                               dog.  
You can't be "a good thing" if                                           .
you're busy being a bad bitch!               But no! Excuse me, you are the
I hear ladies singing in high pitch.         baddest!
Loud and boastful at this foreign                                     
mythology known as a bad bitch.         To denounce your status from
                                                              queen to dog. You have to be bad...
It's a shame! You've let society tag       badly beaten with a log!                 
you with a false identity and you                                   
drink it up like it's ice tea!
                                                                         Don't let any human strip you of
Don't you know you are queen                        your glory.
that bleeds every month royalty?                                   
                                                                          You are a monument of royalty.
They say blue blood is a sign of                        Your crown is your hair.
Aristocracy; but if you stab the                                   
Queen she'll bleed the same
colour you see in your panties!               Don't let any rap song telling you,
                                                              you only look good in a thong become
  So please...                                        the manual in which you standardize beauty.
  Young ladies..
  Think twice before you renounce                   You are a good woman.
  your status as a human.                                    You are a virtuous woman.
                                                                              You are woman
                                                                                      
                                                                                  You're 2 in 1
                                                                                       You're a Wooah and a Man.


                                                                                        Not just any type of man.
                                                                                         
                                                                                 You're a MAN that carries a WOmb.

Illegal Immigrant

It hurts to love someone that doesn't love you back; it feels like salt being poured on an open wound... it burns! But when you pluck up the courage to move on, that's when the object of your desire starts to show love. UGH!!!

                                         

Illegal Immigrant

 

Did you know if heaven

was a country your laugh

would be it's national anthem?

Your laughter opens heaven's gate.

If my days on this Earth's crust were over and

 yes I'm purely sober. I would

Skype you from outside

heavens gate and ask you

to laugh if God threatens

me to hell.

Heaven's gate would open

and I would run inside and hide.

My crime?

I had spent all my time procrastinating

and thinking about you.

I worshipped the ground

you stepped on with those red and white Jordans. I

should have read the red as danger

 because I'm an illegal immigrant in heaven.

The ray of light that radiates

from your smile punches

my ribcage.

I find myself in a theatre

with no stage with

convincing actors dressed

 in white coats like doctors.

Loving you hurts because it's unrequited.

I'm doing all that is required, to

make this love work. I'm

loving enough for two. I'm

loving you and for you to

love me back. It's a lot

to hack.

Did you know I'm not going

to stick around forever?

Oh so all of a sudden you

care and show it by giving

me a cold stare.

I'm in HELL because of you!

I'm being torn, ripped and

shredded which is no

different to how I feel in

this relationship.

I need to get off this ship!

Hop on a Speed boat

and drive away from you

never to look back in case

I turn into a pillar of salt.

To the Guy at the Bus Stop

Do you believe in love at first sight or do you think it's actually LUST at first sight? Either way being attracted to someone that you have never encountered before in your whole life is something I'm sure every human being has experienced at least once. Well the following poem you are about to read takes that idea a step further.

  To the Guy at the Bus stop        

                           I don't want us to break before we have even started dating.

                    I don't want us to hate each other before we have even liked each other.

           I don't want us to become enemies before we have even become acquaintances.

                    I don't want us to get tired of each other before our first conversation.

       I don't want us to shout at each other before we have even said our first hello to one another.

           I don't want us to separate from each other before we have gotten close to each other.

                 I don't want us to see other people when we haven't even seen each other yet.

                                                                   written

                                                           

                                                                     by

                                                       

                                                                    Jn-E



I'm just Miss Understood

Have you ever felt like the odd one out. You were not an odd person per se but in terms of those circumnavigating around you, you just didn't quite fit in. There was nothing wrong with you in fact it could be argued the ones around YOU were the ones who were odd. I have always been aware of the fact that I wasn't quite the same as peers in school or just anywhere in general! I always stood out like a sore thumb even though I look no different to those in my midst, I guess it is my strong vibe or aura that exudes independence amongst such dependant people. We are all you unique and special- the same way you don't find two snowflakes the same or two diamonds the same is how you never find two people the same. If you know you're a diamond or snowflake this poem is for you

enjoy.

I'm the classic melody by

Pachelbel in a heavy metal

concert.

I'm an ocean planted in a

desert.

I'm the talker in the library.

I'm the rejoice in a funeral.

I'm the eerie quiet in a storm.

I'm the thinker in a spoon

 fed classroom.

I'm the peace in war.

I'm the truth in politics.

I'm the numbers in a poem.

I'm the virgin in a brothel.

I'm standing up in a room

 full of chairs...

I just don't make any

sense!

I contradict society, betray

the media

deceive the devil

I'm in the world but not of the world.

Never a follower but one to be followed
.
Only one to sing along to a rap song,

Only one to read the directions of use on the

back of toothpaste. In this world... I just don't make

any sense.