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33 without the pain/Leo/Black Lives Matter A poet on a mission to help the youth save themselves from themselves Baltimore Educator SC: trez2chill

[apoetnamedtrez]

Happy birthday to me!!! Cheers to 33!

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real

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Black Panther Party in Philly at ICE protest ✊🏿

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“Some people leave without explanation. Healing begins when you stop asking why.”

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Sending love to those holding anxiety, anger, and hopelessness in their bodies right now.

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Be loyal to alignment, not attachment

[apoetnamedtrez]

Inception of a Soul

Life has graced me with the present to watch my soul grow,

Even blessed me with the gift to see my subconscious show,

Fate arranged the blueprint of our predetermined bond.

While withstanding the normal structure of reality we stood just beyond,

Engaging in alternate lifestyles yet corresponding lessons,

Riding the rollercoaster of life and gaining material for jam sessions,

Modeling an ideal yet equivalent image of perfection,

Proving that yin and yang veers it’s reflection,

Balancing the ups and downs with hopes to overdose on a mere subliminal high,

Clinging to a mental escape from the consequences of life, yet we seem to comply,

So we lose ourselves in the moments that separate us from our original form,

Denying the allegations so we continue drowning inside of the norm,

Accepting the temporary complacency to transpire as we survive,

Still guided by the memories of a bliss that once kept us alive,

Ambitiously dreaming of looking down on the skies,

Simultaneously and telepathically these vision still arise,

The simplicity of our bond built upon monuments of nothingness,

More so a complexed perception complimented by a subconscious bliss.

As if it were coincidence or just a surprise,

That we’d fathom our reality just after a look in the eyes...

-A Poet Named Trez

[apoetnamedtrez]

“If I Were A Poet”

I'd orchestrate the symphony of the mind with ink and paper,

Rotate similes and metaphors within the air flow and call it an aria vapor,

Caress a reader's thoughts and shock their nerves like I write with a taser,

Aim for the arteries controller, scope it out like I take shots with a laser,

Convince the words to skip to the melody of ones soul,

Wine and dine with an enchanted reminisce since that's the goal,

Take flight into the night, metaphysical sight,

The presence of an essence has been brought to the light,

If I were a poet, I'd reiterate what I'd penetrate,

Obliterate dotted lines until sentences proliferate,

Leaving stanzas to drown the message I once began to say,

Bringing imagery to existence painting memories to stay,

Stand with the greats, pay homage to the late,

Pray they make it into the gates and I hope I relate,

Pro hop at the chance to get the win and try not to blow it,

Then again, if I were a poet, wouldn't I know it?

-A Poet Named Trez

[apoetnamedtrez]

If We Happened To Be Together For That Long Ride

Destination is Heaven, we venture together,

Nothing stands a chance and God leads us through any weather,

We stand as one, play our roles like the moon and the sun,

So we’re synchronously engulfed by our pain and our fun,

Pain breeds pleasure, leaving pleasure to do things we can't measure,

So every moment along the ride we happily treasure,

I am into you and you are into me, we kiss casually

Our heart beats align and our minds ponder gradually,

Of thoughts of each other and the things that keep us whole,

The things no one else knows but glue together our souls,

My endeavors become apart of things you remember,

Vice versa, so each others hearts we sign up to be a member,

No pretenders, so we buckle up to ensure we ride with precaution,

Meaning, our past are understood, so the present doesn't fear often,

And our future is something out of sight since it shines so bright,

Like the perception of two suns, one for the day and the night,

So with all this reflection, we need no other selection,

Consequently our lovers before us aren't even an exception,

Because we've pushed together our flaws and aligned it with a strength,

Or two, that no one compares to our length,

Or width, we ride almost inseparable, with a nice conception,

Of life and repeatedly God receives thanks for creating this inception,

And if our destination isn't reached together,

Then I'll rewrite our history with ink and feather,

Back to the basics, I will display our love again and again,

Hopefully you will do the same if I were to meet fate's end,

Before you, optimistic yet keeping it real,

As if we control the pessimism of standing still,

Eternities blessings expected this,

A nice turn of events after a smile then a kiss,

Reluctant that I chose you as the one to be by my side,

So I thank you now, if we happened to be together for that long ride.

-A Poet Named Trez