My Mentor: Zari Banks

She is gentle as the blanket of stars,

She is witty as the funny comics in the entertainment

Section of the news paper.

She is gracious who takes life the way it can be.

She is an inspiration to me.

She sings and walks the book of Psalms.

She met me when I was down.

She never turned away from me, but only when I wouldn’t

Listen to her.

She always prays when I am in trouble.

She gives me advice and comforts my soul.

She is chasing her dreams and never lets anything get in her way.

I have been grateful to meet her-

I started to write again, opening my word art.

She is my mentor, the one who is achieving, got me believing

That I am almost in victory.

She is a great author and friend

I want to say thank you my sister and friend.

You’re the sweetest woman I have met.

I love my mentor Zari banks

Bless you and so many thanks!

Anxiety\ I am okay

Every cell in my body has frozen up,

Rushing to my mind which deflects my thoughts-

My heart beating so rapidly forcing the anxiety to make me feel small-

When I inhale all I get is the heavy painful breaths of exhaling out-

The hairs on my arms stand as my throat swells making it hard for me to swallow.

I have fallen into a deep dark pit that seems to drag me down-

I need to feel okay and think I am okay-if I am not okay-

How can I climb out of this trap on my mind-which I can’t escape from?

I am okay, I am okay- the anxiety has me chained

Well I am okay because

I am strong

Enough

To defeat

This

Trap.

So long –

Going to climb out of this pit

It is just mind tricks.

I am okay.

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High School Dilemma

This is a short story - non fictional poetry- It is about the troubles I was facing during my high school - the peer pressure, being bullied, and dramatic period I was going through. I wanted to send a personal message to all teens who are in high school that bulling isn't anything to play around with- that could damage someone's self esteem and maybe cause them near suicide. I also want to say peer pressure is also another weakness - could be with drugs, sex, following the wrong crowd- be your own voice and your own leader-you will succeed just be yourself and never let anyone tell you that you can't make it-

I also included a music video it's Awake-and-Alive by skillet hope you enjoy :)!

Once in a blue moon I think back when I was in high school, sometimes bad memories come up replaying in my cerebra cinema.

Do you know what plays back to me?

-     A shy girl that didn’t have the best shape, who walked down the dirty brown tile floor, keeping my eyes to the ground. Afraid someone would think I was mean mugging them.

I just wanted to hurry and go to class, ignoring anyone glances and faint whispers. At least I thought they were talking about me.

Trying to focus on the teachers lesson, I use to love raising my hand and asking questions. I would feel some glares when I brought something like this up,

 ‘Do we have any more work to do?’

As the teacher must have forgotten and brought everyone’s attention and responded,

‘Yes, I certainly think we do.’

Some grumbled others banged their heads on their desks. I flushed when the teacher called me out.

‘For that you get extra credit on your assignment.’

I sulked down low in my seat, staring at the clock as it ticks impatiently waiting for the period to end. I wait for the bell to ring and grabbed my stuff, rushed out of class and went to the next one.

I hated almost all of my classes expect for one. This was art, the only class where I felt free because I could paint away my frustrations.

Even though I felt so alone, I think about the good and bad times. The friends vie made, the guys I dated, how my adolescence developed me into a young adult. Till this day, I am still in love with art, poetry, and humanities.

Now I am 23 years old- if I didn’t experience some of the bad times, I would never grow stronger, so many thanks to the girls who threatened me to quit. Guess what, I have succeeded, I am still standing tall, you may have won when I was 16-or-17, when I was still maturing, when I had the innocent yet curious mentality, when I ALMOST followed the wrong crowd.

And for dating the wrong guys, I thank you for opening my eyes, knowing that I would be at the wrong place and time. I regret giving into my body lust, letting me become an object to their young affections-when clearly in my own imagination I confused love with lust.

Thought it would be cool to date the high school jock/ bad boy, but it lead me to an unpromising fate and now I can’t take that back, but you know what. I am fully blessed because I am mature enough to decipher the links between love and lust, for I am in love with a real man. No more high school dilemma- I’m very grateful.

So, the modest girl who took all the verbal abuse in high school has changed. It is amazing that I seen the folks who mistreated me has never seen the world in my eyes.

Have you noticed karma has a twisted fate- and I am never wishing that upon any of you? Instead, I thank you----------

Because I am awake and alive!

Same Boring Routine

( This is a humor short story- I have made it for fun and this piece came floating in my mind - hope you enjoy :) )

A gentle breeze tickled my soft cheeks; the warm sun burned my closed

Brown eyes, commanding me to be as alert as the yellow bright globe.

Finally I give in to the new day.

I kick off the cozy covers, half asleep fluttering my eyes open for

A blur of a new day.

I sigh and though sarcastically—‘let’s get this day started.’

Springing up out of my laziness, I know if I stayed under the covers,

I would sleep the whole day, but I would not allow that.

I make my way to the kitchen, open the fridge and grabbed my original caffeine boost.

I smile when I see the bright green fluid. I opened it and chug this delicious mountain dew. I run my fingers through my brown hair and put the mountain dew into the fridge. Sighing to myself, looking at the unfilled job applications at the computer desk. Making my way to the desk in the living room, rolling my eyes- I plop down on my spiny chair, I begin to grunt and turn on my computer searching for the last applications I have filled out.

Blowing loose strands of my hair from my face, ‘let’s get this show on the road.’ I begin to get lost in my morning affairs. Ignoring the clock as my day sinks into my routines. Hoping I can find a job.

When the sun disappears into the clouds- I stretch and look at the red luminous light that says ‘6:00pm’. I turn off my computer and head to my room, very stoked to see my unmade bed.

I get under my covers and wait for the sun’s wakeup call.

Because the next day will be the same boring routine.

You've Touched My Heart

You've Touched My Heart
You've given me a reason
For smiling once again,
You've filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you've become my closest friend.

You've shared your heartfelt secrets
And your trust you've given me,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, and love, and see.

If life should end tomorrow
And from this world I should part,
I shall be forever young
For you have touched my heart

Sad Eyes

Sad eyes I want to kiss you until you smile

from ear to ear.

Thus I hear your cry from miles away, I

stretch out my arms to embrace you for hours,

so your emptiness can be filled.

Will you give in to me again or

follow another girl who will use you?

I never wanted this for you.

I want to fix the bruses on your heart, but I

won't force the love you failed to have for me.

Sweety, I am sorry we have not worked out, the

way you wanted use to. I guess we are both unwanted,

but I want you back

- October 2011

What I Will Miss.

I will miss the time you fell asleep on my lap,
how you looked so adorable when you did that.
I will miss rubbing your forehead
 in the middle of the night.

I will miss how you let me stay the nights,
waking up to your morning kiss. how you flutter your
eyes to see me.

I will miss the way you smile at me
when I lean on your shoulder, I will miss the sound
of your heartbeat.

I will miss how we spent time on holidays,
your birthday, how we played in the sprinklers, and
Halloween when you did my make up. Thanksgiving- how I met your family,
I will miss Christmas when we was downtown- how you looked so cute in your long
coat.

I will miss the moment when you held me at the park- how you
took my head at the cat walk. I will miss the vacations we've took.
I will miss that grin you have always had on your face. The times-when
you wasn't sad.

I will miss that moment at the lake, the day you realized leaving me
was a mistake. I will miss how you spent time with me on my birthday- most of all
I will miss that you being tall.

I will miss the time when we cooked shrimp fried rice- the moment when
you held me while we was cooking. I will miss the times you have blown me a kiss
goodbye. Hoping it wouldn't be the last time you do that.

Now I have come to realize we are apart- my love for you will never stop.
I will miss when you first told me you loved me.
Most of all I will miss just being where I want to be, in your arms.

I will miss the times we cuddled on the bus. I will miss when you told me about
your boys-how happy you was when you talk about them.
I will miss hanging out with you and your friends- I will miss the first moment
I saw you at the drive Thur.
I will miss how you stopped in the middle of shopping to kiss me-I will miss everything.
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Now it's all gone we managed to find a bump in the road, I have to understand that those happy days have gone away. We come to realize we're not the one. Maybe there is still hope if only we can go back to the beginning, but time doesn't go back and I have to understand, the man I adore-is no more.

So let this be a good memory of fulfilling lesson, I will never forget you, for I have you as a friend. I am ready to let everything go, but you my sweet still have a place in my heart. Thank you for loving me the best that you can- I am not sorry that things didn't work out between us but I am glad I have met you and that you have made me feel special.

I know we have been fighting but I understand that you needed me to be there for you. I have no excuses or anything to say to turn everything around, but if I could be there I would.

I guess the hardest thing when you love someone is, you don't love me back and I have to understand. Just remember if you need someone to talk too or be there for you have me to listen to your needs and i can show you i can be a good friend.

I will always appreciate the stuff you did for me- Thank you and take care.

Love Always
Mel.

Nocternous ( Night Terror)

( Before you read this is somewhat graphic, so if you are offended by fictional zombie poetry then please do not read. If you are interested then be my guest :)..This is just for fun so enjoy.!)

Cold chills pass through my pale body, my gaze has fixated into another world.

laying in the alley, i sit up and find two mutated monsters enclosing in on me.

I touch my head and feel warm blood running down the side of my head, panic

crowds my thoughts forgetting how i ended up this way.

Knowing that I am these two flesh eaters prey.

Fighting for m life, is my only hope--As the two open their mouths drooling,

I scoot away on the gravel, wincing in pain, my vision goes back to normal.

I scream into the night, praying to the moon and stars to help me escape this nightmare.

The two flesh eaters grin evilly, and pounced my wounded body.

One begins to eat my stomach, tearing into my flesh-I can hear my insides spill below me.

The second flesh monster pulls my head back--and eats my brain.

I hear their moans become savage like as they tear off my limbs and

garnish them between their hungry mouths.

Two seconds later-cold death captures me--relieving me of the toruting pain

For I have been unlucky because I have become the meal ticket.

A PRINCESSES PLEA

( THIS IS A POEM I WROTE A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO, IT FOLLOWS A TALE OF A PRINCESS WHO HAS EVERYTHING AND LEARNS SHE IS MISSING SOMETHING IN HER LIFE, SHE IS ALONE AND DEPRESSED. I INCLUDED MY OWN THEORY AT THE END OF THE POEM EXPLAINING HOW LOVE DOESN’T COST A THING- EVEN IF YOU’RE THE RICHEST PERSON IN THE WORLD THIS HAS BROUGHT TO MY ATTENTION HOW I FELT AT THE TIME. I MUST HAVE BEEN LONELY BUT I WANT YOU TO SUBMIT FEEDBACK AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK-SORRY IF THERE’S SOME GRAMMATICAL ERRORS BUT I HAVE WROTE THIS COUPLE OF YEARS AGO-IF YOU WANT TO EDIT MY POEM JUST CONTACT ME AT MAROBBS88@GMAIL.COM THANK YOU AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY J)

The girl who has on a, sequin ravishing dress. -the rosy petals of her rosy petals of her lips.

How she smiles with teeth sparkling and white.

Her clear blue iris the define eye shadow she wears.

Her hair so fine-no frizz in place.

Her expensive diamond around the rare luscious neck. 

She talks so smooth and softly that angels come out of her mouth.

She’s got it all; the cars, her dreams, her fairy tale castle. She’s a princess without happiness.

Every linen in the castle is so perfect. She has it all. As she looks at her own reflection-

She sees a girl crying for she had no one to love her right. She wasn’t happy, she was miserable-

Locked up in her walls. She saw ugly-she felt pain.

Even make up couldn’t make her feel better.

The fame and attention didn’t matter to her.

She was alone and devastated- she paints her nails over and over-

She doesn’t eat-she sits in the room crying for hours.

Being in the dark was her way of escaping the pressures of life.

She dines with real silver spoons and forks. She has a great chef-

They share laughs and stories. She signs autographs and is happy

To make kids laugh.

Even though this princess has everything it still didn’t buy her happiness.

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Money can’t buy happiness that’s why I tell you guys/ girls love don’t cost a thing.

People wants to be loved right- a girl wants a man who can make her smile and when she’s upset

she wants you to kiss the tears away. When a girl is mad she wants space-but you have to be there

also.

There’s more than just sex-it's more a girl who is used is a reason why she would have trust issues.

I have a strong point and I was intimated and down. There is so much to learn I know there are

better things in this world. People need to make it good.

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Life ( 2006)

Waiting for
Life to guide me
when i should be ahead of
my life my
life that is so selfish
of life
guiding me
instead of
me controlling
life

knock knock

knock knock

knock knock
are you there ?
do you ever look after me?
preform one of your marculeous
miracles?
Will you ever come inside
and change my life around?

If your really that
powerful and good
then why haven't you
come inside and help
me carry on with my life?
Am I suppose to knock on your
door to get your attention
because
hello
I am here
and open and willing to
accept your challange


If I closed you out of
my life dear father
I am completely sorry
What can I do?
Come in and, show me
my life my future
my dreams.

 

( This was collabrated in 2007, it's how i feel right now- i'm struggling to meet ends and wondering

if the powerful being actually listens to me or anything i'm going through.)

My skies aren’t always blue

( One of my old poems I've made in 2008)

A heart doesn't beat,
if it's not love or cared for.

A soul doesn't stay strong if it
keeps getting beat down.

A brain doesn't function if it
keeps getting emotionally abused.

Life isn't meant to live if you
seek death as your only friend.

&& smiling doesn't mean I am
oh so happy when inside saddness is the only
thing that seeps throughout me.

My skies aren't always blue, neither
the grassis green. The sun doesn't
shine one me i don't feel it. I'm so numb
everything that I felt  has turned
into cold. The love, The harmony.

Just like my dad, so cold and cruel yet he is
my dark side. I hate you.

Nothing seems to matter;
just what i dream 2 do

Escape.

Monday blues

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Resident Evil: Operation Racoon City

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Saturday, March 5, 2011

I couldn't have lived till now
If it wasn't for you
I would have been so lost
Not knowing what to do
You put me together
Only now can I see
You make me what I am
You complete me
We're two different halves
Put together, we're one whole
Every beat of my heart is yours
It's just your smile I need to see
When there's no other remedy
You put me together
You complete...


We may be separated but we're growing in heart
there isn't any other guy that i want then you.

Happy Valentine's Day. 

Are you listening?

While I was walking I was having a conversation with God or myself about my current struggle. I was discussing why is it hard to get something accomplished when I am trying to take back whats been stolen from me. I was also thinking about if i trust God with his choices for me and part of me does but there was this other side that I am wondering if he hears me at all. Maybe that side that is thinking negative is the one who always tries to defeat or make my life a living hell. I know I trust God but I just want something done badly and during my 2 years of unemployment I wonder if there's a good purpose for me not finding a job around my area. Most of my prayer is about trying to get back on my feet but I wonder if I am doing the right things to even consider God's purpose. =/

Father in heaven in the name of messiah i take all of my problems, including economic ones, and throw them upon you. i now leave them in your hands, trusting you to take care of my particular problems and situations. lead me by your spirit, and take over my life. i give your son jesus the control of my life....forever amen!

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Taste of Melanie

I'm a mystery to a puzzle there's no way to figure me out; I am learning about myself everyday; I care about my family and close friends; Love to write poems, do artsy stuff; I'm up for adventure; love trying new things; I plan on making 2012 a good year hopefully good things happen to me.
5 Things I can't live without:

1. My Family
2. Music
3. Poetry
4. Water [ duh]
5. My dreams.