Kionna The Poetess

Mystic by nature.

[lovealwayswithoutfear]

kw.

i think I’ve fallen so deep into her voice that it is becoming the soundtrack to my life. I love the way her symphony falls on my ears. not in a bandstand way but as if the lilac flowing from her lips paints my bedroom walls. i see a child in her smile. and I tell it to dream because the lights dancing from her lips could make anything come true. she is a fire of a song. what i burn my skin to in the shower. the Nina Simone in her eyes colours my sky a blue even a blood could hold on to you see. i have always asked to read her music but she says the melody isn’t big enough. so when she sleeps I sneak just above her ribs just to hear her heart strings. and I can’t explain what soars through her body but it makes front row seem too far. my God. please answer this prayer. promise me she’ll sing the same song forever.

[kionnamu]

🌹🌊

[kionnamu]

[blackfashion]

golden melanin

Zimuzo Duru 23 Diamond Bar, CA @zimuzo

[catastrophepins]

Slytherin Bedroom Aesthetic ; requested by anon

[traitspourtraits]

[kionnamu]

the way she moves much like the ocean, 

flowing to her destination crashing above and beneath to make matters smooth

 she soothes you with her tides of benevolence and grace

 glistening essence of the sun and the moon, 

drenched from head to toe when she moves, 

stillness is at bay as she softens into finer hues 

ready to merge with you. ~ kionna ra

[kionnamu]

Rewiring my mind.

what doesn’t amplify my energy, help me achieve my personal goals, or supports my over all well-being, has no space to reside in my mind.

where my mental energy goes is of high, empowering insight, ideas and visions. What i want to manifest will not be limited to a daydream, but a pursuit through my mind and conscientious efforts. The power of my energy is to not be spared or wasted on the lack of inspiration, liveliness or passion.

My life is only full of passion, creation and pure love.

I gracefully leave old thought patterns behind and embrace the magic of my mind that only resonates with the highest good, of all involved.

I step into Spirit. Guided and Secure.

We are meeting each other again, Mind.

I will nourish you with only the best of words, sounds and images. I have seen what the cost is to allow influences to bring you down and abuse your power of consciousness.

Your well-being is my priority.

As i grow, my mind blooms

Over and over, again.

Peace be with you,

KIWI

[heartial]

am·be·do

/amˈbēdō/

noun a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details.

[kionnamu]

2:08 AM

Why do we laugh,

when we know it hurts

is it easy to bypass

when you come first

And I finish last,

Swallowing your dirt

It hurts, it hurts

my heart is glass

I would’ve told you

If I were put first

that it is okay to laugh,

only if you know

what it’s worth

when you put me

last

~ kiwi

mind vs heart

ego vs spirit

me against me

[kionnamu]

[kionnamu]

[kionnamu]

I remember when I was embarrassed and ashamed to wear my natural hair. I was 12 years old, just beginning middle school in a small town where the only black you would see was night time. lol.

My hair was unlike those around me, straight and silky. When they would see mine, strange looks and backhanded compliments like “your hair is poofy” or being compared to a poodle, always persisted. I felt even more alienated than I already was for being the only black student in the class. That feeling was so new and horrible compared to where I was previously. I took it as something was wrong with my hair and I needed to “fix it”. I was without any representation by other girls or women who wore their natural hair — my mother being the first I looked at. I saw how she hid hers as well just to go to work Downtown everyday. She would constantly perm her hair and one day I asked “can I perm my hair?”

I’m glad she rejected me, but she sure did have a hot comb, curling iron and hair straightener that I soon made my own and used every. single. day.

I was struggling with self confidence and figuring out my place in society when everything seemed to be chosen for me already. Being comfortable with who I naturally was, I lost my connection to for so so so long because of the pressure to be accepted by people who were never extraordinary compared to me or my people. I don’t blame my old classmates or my mom for this damaging cycle I found myself in that lead me to depression; I blame the generations before us for not teaching us that beauty is versatile.

Anyway, here I am going on 3 years of my natural hair journey which became a self love journey :) learning to love and take care of my hair really helped me gain the confidence I once before didn’t have. These days my time with my hair is intentional and full of care! It is my crown, my connection to my higher self.

So please, ask before you touch. 😘

[kionnamu]

I’ve come across myself in many forms

And each one, I have let go with love & forgiveness.

Each one, has rooted me deeper into myself.

[kionnamu]

Notes to Self

I’ve always known myself.

Others projection made me believe,

I should identify with our shared trauma, what we’re ashamed of or any pain.

Although,

I knew, from every experience, i felt what i did and didnt resonate with.

That was who I am.

That is who I am.

Always changing, like my mind.

Feeling things I cannot deny because of my Self.

Creating what is before my eyes.

Mind & Spirt

Aligned

||

Much love,

kiwi

[kionnamu]

33

I’ve been traveling through the time i take with books and swimming through realms of my thoughts.

Clarity has began visiting me more often and the rest of what does not serve me is leaving me for good.

I am remembering what it feels like to create my own days, perspectives, art, and mind with no influence or pressure from the outside.

Just me with me

And those who matter

[deadlysick]

[kionnamu]

Destined*

[ketamie]

whatever. *transcends*