#plumpoetry

[plummytheprince]

I just wish our first kiss wasn't used for a goodbye

[plummythepoet]

You know im an open book

I wear my emotions on my sleeve

But sometimes you gotta read between the lines

And look under my sleeve for the hidden cards

And realise im not as pretty as you think

[plummythepoet]

Your knight in shining armor is here. Sure he's not your average pretty boy who's tall and a bit tan, with ocean blue eyes and medium ash blond hair.

He's small and petite, with sickly pale skin, emerald green eyes which shine brightly with passion and determination and a hair so brown you'd mistake it for black. Under those mesmerizing green eyes are some freckles, which if you connect with a sharpie, you could draw out all the constellations in the sky. He has a smile bright and inviting- the kind that earns all the trust in the world in a second-, oh if only it wasn't so forced all the time. It is so painfully obvious you'd have to be blind not to notice.

But the world is blind. No one sees the struggle, only the lie. The dark circles under his eyes that are hidden by the thick rim of his glasses- he doesn't even need them. But its better than the never-ending flow of questions. I see him nod off in the class all the time. He really needs to get some rest. I make a mental note to write about that too.

[plummythepoet]

Arts in our everyday life is (in my opinion) just as important as eating or sleeping. You are surrounded by art every waking moment of your life whether you see it or not. It is on the buildings, the big screens, the radio, on the television. The music you listen to every day, the brochures and the magazines you throw away the minute you get them, and of course all the pictures you see on social media. It is all some kind of art. It doesnt have to be kept behind glasses and security guards to be able to call it an art. Art is poetry, a sad love song, it is a jumbled mess of caracters of graffity on a brick wall or on a passing train, it is a book, it is a bowl of soup, it is photography, it is a person and it is a god.

[plummythepoet]

There is nothing for certain in this world, only the fact, that everything changes

[plummytheprince]

I never realized how

Cold i was until

You held my hand

In yours

And while you scolded me for not taking care of myself

All i could think of was that

I dont deserve you

-Inside a ghost’s soul // everything im too scared to tell

[analoglady]

I want to give a shout out to @KeishaPlum on her first solo album #TearsOfHoney coming 4/30/16. She raises awareness about the Black struggle, our pain, poverty... But also our deep love and creativity. #KeishaPlum #PlumPoetry

[camoflaugemonk]

#EasterGunDay #KillAllRabbits #art #westsidegunn #MachHommy #plumpoetry #GriseldaRecords #soundcloud