Author: Unknown
The time has come
No, you can't be taken
The dawn is here
At last, awaken.
Raise your vibe and manifest
The reality that serves you best
Elevate meditate, let go of fear
It's time is over; no purpose here
Empower thee, and take a stand
The spiritual war, is now at hand
Warrior spirit, I invoke in thee
That you claim your birth right...
To be FREE!
© March 17, 2022, L. Karriem
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Posted: Apr 2022
About this poem:
Something I wrote back in March. It's about letting go of fear and becoming a bad a** warrior
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The planets shift
And I'm on deck
Opened my mail
Nothin but checks!
I've given up
All sense of fear
That's all played out
No purpose here
Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me
Holy wow
Cash in my hand
Next thing I know
I've bought some land
So here I go
I'm off-grid, livin
Organic food
It's got me spinnin
Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me
This is cool
I'm lovin life
Oh my lord
I'm my soulmate's wife
Abundance abounds
Everywhere
We split our wealth
Cuz we love to share
Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me
See energy flows
Where attention goes
And this is how
My money grows
Raised our vibe
Now it's all good
Harmonious tribe
As we all should
Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me
Prosperity
Caught up with me
Cuz Prosperity
Is MY energy
© September 21, 2020, L. Karriem
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
I wrote it a year ago, shortly following a tarot reading
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Water pilot, come to me
charm me with your sanguine ways
Water pilot, set me free
keep us safe for all our days
Oh pilot of the sea
Play with me
Pray with me
Stay...with me
In the depths of our minds
We heal trauma of ancestral lines
Take my hand, don't be afraid
Recall the vows we once made
Oh pilot of the sea
Play with me
Pray with me
Stay...with me
You are my angel
A shining star
Wake up my darling
Remember who WE are
I AM your bride
Our destinies are tied!
Cease all hesitation
There is no time to waste
Gaia's in peril
We must make haste
Oh pilot of the sea
Play with me
Pray with me
Stay...with me
My purpose lies with you
It is thee who calms this rage
Be ONE with me now
Let our love, turn the page
© September 2, 2020, L. Karriem
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
Crushin on a military Cancerian
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The howling of wolves
serenading the moon
It’s my sign to leave
but I feel its too soon
To walk away
from your loving embrace
The warmth of your lips
all over my face
Alas I must go
and leave the fire light
I’ll take your love with me
to kindle my night
One last hug
and a parting kiss
This tender moment
makes it hard to resist
I turn away swiftly
approaching the door
On your angelic face
I shall gaze no more
There’s always tomorrow
and I will return
And relight loves fire
on thru evening to burn
© March 24, 2014, L. Karriem
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
Something I wrote about my Twin Flame, shortly after I received his ring in the mail and him
proposing to me --- (he lives in Scotland; the plan was to move out to him, and live there together)
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I BREAK THE SOUL CONTRACTS
THAT SUPPORTED STALKING OUR ACTIONS
I DESIST ALL SOUL CONTRACTS
THAT FACILITATED ASCENSION DISTRACTIONS.
I SEVER ALL THE CORDS
THAT PREVIOUSLY LEASHED OUR MINDS
I SHINE THE LIGHT OF TRUTH
RIPPING DOWN ALL THE BLINDS.
I RELEASE YOUR PERSONAL POWER
CLEARING AWAY ALL THIS MESS
PROVIDING YOU LOVE AND SECURITY
IN THE TIMES OF UNREST.
YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS AWAKENING IS NOW
FOR YOUR RIGHTS, NOW TAKE A STAND
AS ALL SOUL CONTRACTS SHATTER GLOBALLY
FOR ALL SISTERS, AND EVERY MAN.
THE TRUTH OF THE NOW
IS KNOWING THAT YOU ARE FREE!
UNBOUND, UNCHAINED – ILLUSIONS OVER
EMBRACING YOUR SOVEREIGNTY.
ASÉ
© September 4, 2021, L. Karriem
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Some numerology sh!t for you.
The year 2021 (2+0+2+1 = 5), a 5-universal year, signifies change,
movement, travel, technology and versatility. Go with the flow of the
universe! New doors open, new ways of doing things emerge.
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
This was channeled when connecting to Arch Angel Uriel
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What can I do ?
My mind always brings me to you.
I reach for you, but you’re not there.
I feel your spirit, everywhere.
This longing increases every day.
How I wish you were here with me to stay.
It’s so much easier, when I’m asleep.
During waking hours, my yearning peaks.
Creator help me, I just feel SO much.
My love for this man, I so long to touch.
Kiss on his face, and gaze in his eyes.
A caress from him, would have me paralyzed.
I come to this river, and look every day.
Although I know you’re not here anyway.
Still I look to the ripples, to bring you near.
Yearning so much, to have you back here.
I try not to miss you, really I do
But, I can’t stop my mind
from thinking
of YOU
© June 21, 2013, L. Karriem
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
Another long distance relationship. Not feeling compelled to look up if this one was with Dominican Republic or Scotland. They kinda overlapped. Both were aware of each other, and got along. They were both in love with me and I also had feelings for them.
Scotland's over and done with; however the bridge is still there with Dominican, we're just not even trying because of covid travel restrictions. We are dreamers, but moreso realists.
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Giddy anticipation
as the wheels are touchin, dowwwn
Can’t contain excitement
once my plane is on the grouuund
Grabbing my suitcase, a’rollin
heading through the gate
I’m prayin all’s okay
cuz the flight’s a little late
a little laaaa-ay-eh-ate
Been tryna hook up, darlin
ever since the light of day-ay.
But when I call ya, honey
well your phone just rings awaaay
Awayyy – ay – eh hay
Well I, been stuck in Medford
and I don’t know what to do – ooo.
I’ve done all that I could,
tryin to get ahold of you.
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do?
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do – ooo?
See the plan’s to be out
in celebration of Thanksgiving
Holy rollers giving chase:
“Repent, you do the Devil’s bidding”
Anxiety’s a’houndin me
inside this airline
No matter how I’m callin, you
just won’t pick up the line
It was kinda short notice
so things didn’t go as planned
Plus the phone went dead
meanwhile, traffic is at hand
aaa-aat haaaand
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do?
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do-ooo?
You approach, shaking your head
so, apologetically
You say: “Traffic outta nowhere
and a dead phone battery-eee”
Somehow forgot the charger
so I couldn’t let you know.
I’m so sorry, by the way
How did your flying gooo?”
“It’s alright my love, shit happens
The flights were, such a breeze
Now I’m ever-so elated
cuz I’m with the bee’s kneeees
The beeee’s knee-heee-eee-eees
Been tryna hook up, darlin
ever since the light of day-ay.
But when I call ya, honey
well your phone just rings away
I, been stuck in Medford
and I don’t know what to do – ooo.
I’ve done all that I could,
tryin to get ahold of you.
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do?
I’m stuck in Medford…
wooo wooo.
I’m stuck in Medford,
what can I do – ooo?
© November 17, 2020, L. Karriem
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
This is a song that I wrote when I was dating the Scorpio Chiropractor. I'm still trying to get a melody on it - when that doesn't come, it tends to be the absolute most difficult part of the song writing process for me.
Wish I played an instrument, I am certain that would help.
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Emerging from the shadowy depths of my enclosure
my cage
wearing nothing but my skin
drifting into the thicket
feeling the cold white velvety blanket dissolving to moisture beneath my steps
I find a patch of earth
soft grasses green
soil black as pitch, rich in vital minerals
with one thrust of my foot
I sending it plunging deeply within
one following the other
stretching out my toes….hardening….reaching…digging…. growing
anchoring me
my legs and body stiffen
brown skin darkening, thickens, hardening
raising my head to smile at father sky above
arms outstretched, reaching out…..to embrace
connecting to earth and sky
I can move nothing, as the hardening change of my skin
moves up through my torso and limbs
feet and toes growing to roots, deep down in the earth
clutching the mother’s breast…clinging
arms and fingers to branches caressing father sky
breathing a breath I’ve never before breathed
no longer through my once movable mouth and nose
now solid, clothed in a new hardened skin
bark, solid, dark, and strong
my breath moves from within my core, and radiates up and out
haaaaaaaa
my arms swaying to the whistling wind blowing through my branches
as I sigh and moan, a tune of my own
of thanks and wonder
© January 10, 2010, L. Karriem
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
This poem was a vision I had of myself connecting with mother Earth and Father sky, outside naked in the dead of winter
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Spilling the contents of my heart onto the page
Filling the space with a love, that has no age
How would you feel, if I shared the epitome of me ?
What would you do, if inside myself you could see ?
There is nothing there
just...
energy
No hair......blood......teeth......or skin
A thing that ceaselessly births and dies, again
and again.
I am eternity
and YOU,
are
ME
© July 2, 2014, L. Karriem
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
Can't recall what prompted this. I do recall it's about a Cancer cutie that lives in Dominican Republic. We're still friends :)
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In honor of the slaughtered
who have come to ask
I honor all your spirits
so today, a sacred fast
Taking time in quiet reverence
I offer you, libations
Protesting your normalized slaughter
by these marketing corporations
To all those, choosing to dwell
in their bubble-wrap of lies
Covid mask, blocks your Vishuddha
denying truth, is most unwise
On this day of thanks, henceforth
I shall abstain from eating
No contribution of Supply & Demand
to the monetarily greedy
The calendar is Not, my God
that program, the woke DO see
Our ‘cestors knew, all days are sacred
Don’t need paper, telling me
For the origins of Xmas
to all pagans, that were slain
I’ll honor you, Dec 25th
From all foods, I shall abstain
I thank you spirits, for my sight
the dreams you gifted and visions
prompting all research, that I did
divulging lies, for my soul’s mission
To you, I offer sacred tobacco
giving peace, for all your pain
And every year, it shall be thus
fasts and offerings again
As your bones lay in Gaia
true origins, and holiday reason
I remember well, your sacrifice
Your blood flavors, calendar season
© November 26, 2020, L. Karriem
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
My disdain for programming. Calendars are just one part of it.
Our Native elder's believed e v e r y day to be sacred. Every day is a day to honor, respect, & show love for both parents (not just 1 day of the year; our parents didn't feed us, clothe us, etc. only 1 day of the year). So how is it that after you we leave the nest, we're only expected to show them love and reverence ONE effing day!? Bullsh*t!
Definitely want nothing to do with a day that celebrates the massacre of the Pequot tribe (take a wild guess what holiday that is). Aaaaaand I'm not even going to bother listing everything that I've researched on Xmas. ROFL ---- I fast on this day also. Although if you're curious, you may wanna research what the colors red/crimson against the green symbolizes.
So aye, traditions and things . . .I prefer to know the origins of anything I celebrate. See the thing about History, is it's typically the story of the victor, not the remnant left over's of massacre trying to pick up the pieces after.
Once I've discovered the true origins of something (the energy behind it) if it's founded on the duress of others, that forever alters my perception of that holiday. So I can't fake the funk on "programming". Just feels better all the way around for every day to be sacred, because then the primary focus is gratitude for having another day. Alive is good reason to celebrate, isn't it?
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Author: Unknown
Talk to me
chu got up yer sleeve?
Talk to me
Why did you leave?
Say something
You know that I'm home
Say something
Don't leave me alone
Jus nursin my tea
thoughts of you in my head
Sittin crossed legged
Indian style, on my bed
Layin back on the pillow
wish it was your chest
Yeah, that "S" is for Super
We know what you do best
You were the peace
that silenced my tears
You were the beast
which chased off my fears
Two years now, yer gone
with nuthin to say
How you jus dip
and leave me this way?
I thought we were friends
Shit, I kept you close
You are the one
I dreamed of the most
What the f*ck, man?
Say something
You know that I'm home
Say something
Don't leave me alone
Talk to me, bruh
chu got up yer sleeve?
Talk to me, Boo
Why did you leave?
I don't understand
What the hell is this crap
You vanish & leave, like:
"Peace b*tch, it's a wrap"
Like, I can't even fathom
What got into you
When I told you my past
The shit I been through
I trusted you, bruh
My heart open, exposed
Like a surgeon, you left
The wound sat unclosed
I can't innerstand
How you jus walk away
What are you thinkin?
Have you nothing to say?
Talk to me, love
chu got up yer sleeve?
Say somethin, Boo
Why did you leave?
Talk to me, please
You know that I'm home
Say something, just....
Don't leave me alone
© September 10, 2020, L. Karriem
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
Jeeze, I forgot about this one. When I compile my list of poems to go into my book for publishing, this will be the starting poem.
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There is hunger to feast
That you simply don’t know
Urges to dine on your lips
Continually grow
This fever pitch longing
To know how you taste
Your mouth feeding mine
Gently embraced
An exchange of tongues
From my mouth to yours
Excitement builds heat
Sweat seeping pores
Let me cup thy face
As you pull me close
Let us seal the distance
Softly, nose to nose
My hunger for you
Honestly will not die
I’d just as soon halt
Retreat, say goodbye
I’m incapable, though
Longing won’t let me be
My heart may be locked
But you hold the key
What say you, beloved ?
How long ne’er to speak ?
‘Tis your voice, that I crave
An embrace that I seek
My love, like a fire
Burns a hole in my heart
Why is it so ?
We be miles apart
Every day it’s the same
And I constantly miss you
What be the harm ?
All I want, is to kiss you
© November 2, 2018, L. Karriem
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
Basically a poem about unrequited love.
He knew my feelings but, we had spiritual differences
that preventing him following through on mutual feelings
(because he was actually flirting with me for almost a year, and admitted caring for me)
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