#poeticinstuments

-EriQ Antonio

Talk Bring me to your wisdom.. Let me understand your heart.. Teach me to grasp your knowledge, Of what is be...between you and me. Approach with confidence and punctuality. Accepts disagreements, and prosperity. Talk with dignified lectures, that would allow me to ask you surreal questions. Help me to know myself even more, than what I know now. Long conversations I live for Comprehension I crave for The posture, the literary sensation. The power to make turn it silver to gold. Talk to my soul... -EriQ Antonio

Focus. I choose to be happy I choose to stay in my own lane I choose to stay grounded I choose to be strong I choose to set the alarm For myself to take charge, of everything I need and want. To give myself credit for my own work. To be the best out of my best effort. I am to be, what I strive to be.. Which is me.. But not just me...the absolute best of me. For this I see to my life by any means. That I will, I can, I should, I shall, only focus on me. EriQ Antonio

The Light. Rhythmic sounds of the lake correlates with, the stench of silence which surround this place. My Refusal to consume any vibe that threatens my happiness. To always shine a light to discard of any dark delight. Funny, for this to be so precise of what's considered the light. By to whom?... Not I..given the fact that I stand with something so bright. You, the darkness may put up a mighty fight.. And give me bumps and bruises throughout the night. But at the end Me, myself and I will always find our way back to the light. EriQ Antonio

Empty Emotions all in one place So discreet It could have its own face. So bitter it leaves a ungrateful taste, for my mind know what needs to befall.. But does my heart agree with it all? Pain doesn't do any justice I foresee To me, to believe the one I once loved now to be my enemy? Please, will you give me some grief? I should be the one receiving all the sympathy This true affliction, which is the principle of my disposition. Which one is it? At one moment I'm sad, happy the next Taking a second guess of which emotion I feel the best. You did this, you made me this way. You turned this situation into some negative foreplay. I'm still alive, yet I'm dead on the inside.. Losing all hope within my mind.. And in the same breath my heart is leaving my soul leaving no regrets. Taking a moment to inhale the toxins from the leaves. Exhaling the carbon dioxide that's killing my lungs but leaving me with some ease. For this I know it's bad for me, but how else I'm suppose to understand me? Talking about it..to who? Crying about it...for what? Praying about it...to he? Why can't this emptiness just let me be.. These are all truthful inhibitions to not only me, but to people within our society think everyday.. Guess I'm just one of the rare ones who is able to talk about with a straight face...✍🏾 -EriQ Antonío