Nature’s Pending Lesson
The heavens are crying So they can wash away all the blood Spilled on our slippery streets of despair The oceans are churning Preparing to merge together with wise winds In hopes of...
Innovate, Educate, Liberate!
The heavens are crying So they can wash away all the blood Spilled on our slippery streets of despair The oceans are churning Preparing to merge together with wise winds In hopes of...
Love Letter: Selfishness Why is it seemingly so challenging at times to focus on self? Isn’t that all we are doing anyway? Everything is selfish; Maybe not in a healthy way, but in...
Is it greedy to capture light? …or is it selfless to share a moment appreciated? Sometimes I feel like I’m being selfish by not sharing the beauty that lives of our environment daily...
SMILE while CRYING In the midst of the thunder, the lightning, the brimstone and the fire… I choose to pause, breathe and appreciate the rainbow within. Rain drops are after all, a blessing…...
Quote 4 2day: The most wonderful thing about going through crisis, is realizing how much learning from it helped/helps you when you’re able to use the lessons for good later on…whether to serve...
heART songs sing my soul to sleep as their vibrations heal me awake. No language can express abundance better than the heART can feel and share it…. but the closest thing I’ve felt...
What is pain but our Prelude to coming pleasures …Living Love Embraced ©DaraMonifah.thePoetArtistMusician ME. Looking back at the calendar year of 2012, I momentarily relived, the pains, joys, struggles and successes that have...
Pheonix Crouching… (Part 1) I smell the earth through my pores open from sweatin’ …fermented impurities I feel the ocean churning around and within keepin’ us constantly connected… While seemingly separating us This...
BY The wayside Be gone! Says the powers that be In me ANY One that is ready, willing and able Is presented With the task Of overcoming Themself MEANS To an end? Or...
A graceful song sways by with the wind at her tail Timid thoughtfulness masked by effortless radiance as the words flow like cane juice caressed by molasses Violenes sung in the ears of...