Showing posts with label Bo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bo. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Domestic Love by Bo-Edward Lawrence

Domestic Love

How does it feel to be loved?
How does it feel to be loved by someone that loves without pain so silently engraved with it?
How does it feel to embrace a man and have his hands all over me and leave red love marks that don't show purple or blue. 
I once loved she mutters.

I once felt wanted

I want to be the girl you like, no! 
Not like Beyoncé !
I want to be the girl you love to the point you change your ways ! 
You surprise me like pop rocks I can't take the pain! You pop at your mouth until you pop mine until blood flows out.

We are in a hurtful marriage that has no white gowns and tuxitos 
Just me and you at the alter with boxing gloves but there is never a ring 💎


That night you stumbled in drunk 
I can smell the whiskey it never missed me I feel the pain before you even raise your fist to hit me!
You kill me emotionally! 
My eyes that swell like oversized acorns can heal!
My bruised legs that hurt when i walk can heal! 
My arms from holding you up all night will heal
But my heart and mind can never heal nor forget! 
I am broken
How do you heal bruises you cannot see? 

I use to use make up to be beautiful ! 
Now with these purple smudges I use make up to feel normal.

I try to see the good in him but the eye liner won't line up to the reality. 
I pat my face over and over and over to try to get grounded or some type of foundation 
I'm uneven to the point where I can't Contour these feelings 

I feel lonely
Everyday of the week that I breath
How do I move on

I left him but I feel like the puzzle pieces of my life are broken 
How do I move on

I see hatred gleaming in his golden eyes I seen them when I stare at the sunset no matter how much years ago it may be
How do I move on

When I take pictures 
I try to smile but I can't seem to feel happy and beautiful how do I move on

How do I move on 

I said how do I move on

In the desert of the heart tears do not touch the ground. 
in the winter of my heart my tears freeze against your fist
let me move on

-Domestic Violence is real, and affects many couples all around the world. STOP this cycle and don’t be afraid to speak out for the sake of yourself and your family.

-Bo-Edward Lawrence

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Dial Tone By Bo-Edward Lawrence


Dial tone 

All I can hear when I call your phone. 
The echoes sound like distant moans.
The ring sounds like wounded angels trying to sing.

Pitch black shadows lean as the light of my screen breathes on my skin 

My fingers ache from pressing call with no answer at all 
Voices I hear in the distance linger in my mind like schizophrenic thoughts 

Your voicemail I memorized after hearing it a thousand times . . 
Goosebumps fills my valley like skin.
I tremble although in the sheets. 
I feel cold although alone ❄️
Swallowing ice I can see my breath take shape of frozen ghosts. 

I am cold yet alone accompanied by demons singing your dial tone. 
Yo. . 
Your. . 
Dial tone sounds like a broken song. 
A faulty note. 
A flawed symphony . 
I await to hear your voice on the other end of the lingering notes. 
But all i am ever left with. 
Is a never ending
Never changing
Dial tone. . 

-Bo-Edward Lawrence



Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Beauty in Calm

Share this  (Save or Screenshot) to help someone who needs to see this. Sometimes in our chaotic life we need to remember how to stay calm.

Monday, November 17, 2014

God's Beauty By Bo-Edward Lawrence


God’s beauty 

I'm infatuated,
 By the little things I see in your eyes and in your smile.
Grace and magnificence peers out your skin like beautiful legions that know secretion,
With a smile that's so intriguing,
That traps me even when you are not speaking,
Your love is beautiful but your charisma is so misleading.
Baby you are the definition of beauty and elegance.
It must be hard for you to watch me as I lean in to kiss yah,
When you’re trying to be defined in the lines written in gods scriptures.
Your eyes wonder while your body begins to denature.
As you begin to drip,
Trees begin to build, I wish you can understand my animated picture.
A picture that moves smooth along the grooves of your fingertips.
Our relationship is unique the one that all your friends become jealous with.
The one that everyone searches for and tries to get into,
You’re the only one I'm talking to I just thought that you already knew.
And if we were to be compared to how the ocean flows in a different point of view.
While everyone else's is drying up I keep that ocean flowing healthy and royal blue.
What's love without trust?
What's Minnie without Mickey?
What Tigger without pooh
What Peter without Louis?
What's me without you?
Surprisingly I can't find the time to adore your beauty.
Or even withstand the pain that I would be suffocated in if you were to say you wish you never knew me. .
See your exterior is not your only sense of beauty,
You don't get distracted by the diamonds and rings all those things
You happen to be one of those Girls that bury their sins
 And truly cares about what kind of fabric my heart is being carried in.
With love like that,
You have me thinking about what kind of church we are going to get married in.
See but my heart is big so don't use
Chiffon because it can be kind of a cheap.
Use something like leather and hope it last forever
Because your my never ever,
My never ever want anything better,
Don't never ever give me a burger without the cheddar,
My never ever enter this weather without you as my sweater,
My never ever talk to that trick because I have you I don't need to have met her,
My never ever receive anything from you without you crossing your Ts and hearting your Is in this letter.
My never ever ever never
Ever never
The point is I want you forever

-          Bo-Edward Lawrence


Wednesday, September 5, 2012


Being broken hearted is like having a broken pair of ribs. On the outside, it looks like nothing is wrong, but truth is, every breath hurts. 


Thursday, August 30, 2012

Silly Boy by Bo-Edward Lawrence

When you smile
It's ever so Divine
Your smile brings light,
like all the stage lights focused on you tonight!
When you speak
to me and the melody plays
Singing songs of beauty and love
Like doves filled with happiness when release from their cage.
I know!
Angels have gifted me with a sight of wonders
That is granted maybe once every decade.
But I see you sitting,
Staring,
Legs folded hands lying on your thighs so gracefully
And I wonder do you see me,
Or do you see that boy you always call silly.
Or maybe I'm not silly and you smile in ways you cannot explain so you say
Silly boy to broaden the days and temptations of giving your emotions away.
But I'm uplifted by you
Passion lies beneath your finger tips
Beauty lies beneath your skin
And love lies beneath your face
Silly girl because I lie beneath your grace

 Be friendly to everyone. Those who deserve it the least need it the most. 
 

Friday, August 17, 2012

I Am by Bo-Edward Lawrence


I am different, 
from everybody else.
I see the things that your glistening eyes cannot imagine.
I with stand pain as to swords clashing and spears piercing my heart, and vacuums breaching my ribs to suck my life away, or my legs getting so weak were I can't seem to walk anymore
But you.
Your mind simply defines that as heartbreak.
Sometimes these visions that become trapped In My mind makes me flabbergasted.
Seeing a girl with a nice round personality.. makes me infatuated
See your heart telling you one thing
While your mind tells you another, making your decisions dumb and not so sharp but My heart and mind work together never apart I guess I'm just love smart
They say love can't be defined
I guess this is why I'm a poet to one day define love
Explaining the wonders of gods gift that feeble minds can not understand.
  Unfortunately I can't define myself
Defining me Is like defining why Adam and Eve fell victim to the apple, or why Romeo and Juliet loved so much to the point they would have died for each other, or why god made earthquakes and hail, or why each and every human suffers from unexplained  betrayal, slaves to our emotions
Trapped by our faith.
But I know
When this earth turns into dust and sand
When I can define love and life
I know I can define who I am
I know then I will become a man

Friday, August 10, 2012

Inspiring Poem By Bo-Edward



In every eye there is a soul,
In every child's heart there is a dream.
And within every vain there is passion that blazes through
like water crashing, through mountains.
Filling rivers, even oceans
Ever so potent, sending notions,
To those butterflies that blaze your stomach when you get a little nervous.
See I have my heart wide open.
Because unconsciously it chases after dreams,
Dreams that those soul seeing eyes could never lay upon.
Or those hearts that can't beat the same melodies my heart beats,
Because happiness has its own music that it plays just for me.

In school I always hated history class because I loved kids more,
Maybe it's because history always dwelling on the past
And with every kid I met it was like taking a new fresh breath air of the future
You see I always believed happiness and inspiration was the same thing
Because as I inspire you, you inspire her and him, and they inspire them
Which eventually, suddenly happens to relocate back to me
I mean I just call that the life cycle

And as all these people become bellied up with all this happiness
They start to glow with positivity burning holes in the night sky
And if I was an alien sitting on those red velvet stones on mars looking down at earth
My antenna would go crazy because I wouldn't know the difference between earth and the sun

I want everyone who is listening to me to promise me something
As you know I'm trying to spread my inspiration!
And cover the Earth with it
So much inspiration
Not enough to drown you but enough to lift you off your feet
And just swim lightly because you will be swimming in my dreams
And promise me
That when you shoot for the stars, you shoot with your eyes closed
Because they say dreams only come true when your asleep,
that can’t be true.
because when your eyes are closed that's when your soul is awake.