My Sister

03 Jun 2015 Leave a comment

by pummpkinpye in #growingup, #sisters, Write Tags: , , ,

She’s the cool one

without even trying

no need to backtrack

no need to rewind

Just to spend time in the wake of her shine

I need to take notes- learn how to make me..intrinsically mine.

There’s so much to be learned from a credible source

dealt with the worst hits

including what’s mine and what’s yours.

I love her not only because of our mutual source

but we share the same thoughts and that’s implicitly ours.

I look to her  as a light to my dark

and when she speaks, I know it comes from the heart.

This is totally raw, completely off the cuff

when she corrects my wrongs, it’s legit..no intentions involved.

Making me the best because her love is so strong.

I want to do my best even when I look weak

because I know even at my worst, in me she believes.

There’s so many ill-wishers, trying to break our bond

but there’s no room for negative, our love is so strong

#mysister

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An Opus to Me

03 Apr 2015 Leave a comment

by pummpkinpye in #growingpains, #growingup, #opus, #poem, #poetry Tags: , , , , , ,

I’ve always been the cool  chick

so down with the cause

Never been considered sexy until

sitting down, talking to me and clawing through my thoughts.

I’m reclusive by nature

although I may come off a socialite–

talking, laughing, joking and agreeing with your sights,

Whether it be women’s lib or civil rights

but the truth of the matter is that I’m screaming inside,

“NO, I do NOT agree,”

and the fact that I sacrifice my me-ness

for YOU

says a lot about ME.

It’s time to grow

to change

take a stand for who I am

even if it means that figuring ME out

does not go according to YOUR plan.

See, I am who I am

and I’ll be who I be

as long as at the end of

the day, I’ll still be in love with me.

So many years spent catering to other souls

Never wondering what it takes in fact

to make ME whole.

But I suppose that’s what happens

when you come in close encounter with my age.

You see yourself for less than YOU

and it fills you with rage.

So–I’ll be selfish for this time

to establish who I am

and when I’m done, it will take

a special audience to groove to my jam…