#PoetryLovers: Up’s and Down’s

I caught it shouldn’t have caught shit,

Let my guard slip which allowed it to catch me,

Same mistake twice, three times like the endless cries didn’t teach me,

Teach me that feelings defeat me,

My own fault I let you in open arms,

Ignoring alarms of the past,

The memories of the last,

You brought me up left me speechless,

Had me questioning whether I found the realist,

Can you believe this?

The mutual interests, the flattery the nicest,

Left me debating my own mindset,

Unlocked the sacred door to show affection more and I started falling,

Hit the ground face first knowing my actions were appalling,

To drop the ball and fall for the same thing,

You let me get lifted then left drifting wondering how someone drowns in a puddle,

A puddle so deep as the hurt begins to creep,

Seep through my aura,

Taking it out on the world around me when my own stupidity led me to be this persona,

I sought isolation as the best solution to avoid devastation,

Let my words flow as the best form of meditation,

Dancing with the clouds making clouds of stress fade before my eyes,

In my mind I go over the continuous lies being fed to me.


T K Williams-Nelson

Twitter: @TKWN_World

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#PoetryLovers: Our Generation

Why do men pursue the body instead of the mind?
Go blind when their penis goes hard,
High standards, low earners,
Boy where’s your right?
And women losing themselves,
Trying to prove themselves to the ones that made them lose themselves,
Feel? Do you remember what that is?
That numbness in the centre of your chest, yes,
Making self development the main development is the only development,
The right mind makes the right decisions,
A mans ambition is the best recognition that credit is deserved,
A womans strength to rise above suppression, practice expression, make an impression,
They say money makes the world go around,
Does it whisper that sweet sound to you?
Let you know your alright,
Don’t give up that fight when you’re not alone,
But alone you are and money doesn’t change that,
Weed doesn’t change that,
You have to proceed that’ll change that,
The fact that you lay there at night with only demons in sight,
Yet the new day is bright, you gotta’ shine on,
Happiness is on the horizon,
It won’t be long…

T K Williams-Nelson

#PoetryLovers: City Lights.

Beyond beauty my city is my city,

Where the streets are gritty but offer more than legality,

Street lights shining down on money-making deviance,

Bright city lights reminding me why I can’t leave this,

Grafting goes unnoticed,

Black people made the focus,

Yet a bankers bonus gets swept under the carpet,

A job market oppressing the youths of today,

Yet the government wonders why gangs won’t go away,

Why bloods shed, kids are dead and they can’t get ahead,

Bright city lights,

My heads channeled to stay ahead,

To stand out like a star, to change the views of the past,

My city is my city i’ll be sure to make it in this city,

Regardless of rejection, deception or pity,

Success preserves my dignity,

Dignity deserving of equal respect in my city.


T K Williams-Nelson

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#PoetryLovers: Recognition.

When you step out from the shadows and breath that sigh of relief,

A sigh one in their comfort zone cannot relate to, conform to,

Realising the mistakes that left you in the background in the first place,

As the false promises, hatred and betrayal begin to surface,

When the pain can get no more painful and you believe your judgement is riddled with flaws,

You wait for doors leading forward to pen but they never do,

They ask what happened to you?

To the soulful being who’s now soulless,

To the encouraged individual who’s now discouraged,

No response can express the distress that those trusted have caused,

With the ink in your pen the growth process starts again when your words of thought are finally released,

The weight off your shoulders lifted by the spoken word of your emotions when you write between the lines and read between their eyes,

When in these four walls where previously a dawn hasn’t broken,

You see a splinter of light and take it as a token that you’re still worth something in this world,

This world wrapped up in deceptions and misconceptions,

But you’re still worth something in this world,

Even when feeling an inch small with the disappointments endured you stand tall and don’t even know it,

Now it’s your time to show it,

To show the masterpiece you have become after the let downs and daily frowns,

The crafted individual with more than a clear visual of your purpose,

Spreading words from the heart to lift others from the dark you roll on,

The definition of strong,

You strive for long-term greatness with ambition that’s flawless trying to avoid the heartless,

And now you see for yourself that there is hope for you yet,

You vow never to let life’s demons get the best of you again.

T K Williams-Nelson

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#PoetryLovers: M.I.A

No one sees you, no ones listening,

Make them listen when they see you at the top,

After non-stop graft, the last laugh is fulfilling,

As if building an everlasting legacy isn’t hard enough,

People make the road to riches rough when we all want the same thing,

Fighting each other, it’s clear consensus is fading,

Fade out. Blow a cloud.

Gather your thoughts until you hear that sound,

The familiar sound of inspiration as it whispers out of the blue,

Talking to you, influencing what you should do,

Follow it, believe it, and take it in your stride,

Hard work brings the best sense of pride as pride is a sin to be earned,

Each milestone is still a milestone achieved and each step is still a step forward in the right direction,

Correction, progress can be slow and frustrations tend to grow but the goal is to reach your goal,

Only you will feel it in your soul when the faces that once ignored flock to see what’s next in store,

As you splash your talent over the nation,

Conjured up a creation that has no relation to anyone else,

Left something in this world that no one can erase,

Helpless haters gaze whilst future generations praise.


T K Williams-Nelson

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