Marry Happiness, Not Complacency

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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

Runaway By Bo-Edward Lawrence

They never accept you for you, they always want you to be equal.

I hate people, I HATE people !!!

they abuse me in every way that is legal.

I know you hate the way i look, talk, and act, but you compliment me to stay peaceful.

I know you want me to be more STRONG minded, so if I cap lead in my cerebral.

would that make me more accepted or make my thoughts more evil and lethal.

I tell her don't wait up, straight up!

these street lights get dim at night because a story is about to be told

these nights get cold.

everyone wants to be noticed in a world where no one appreciates a good soul.

Do you judge someone for only what they show?

I'm a diamond in a dark space surrounded by rhinestones.

Everyone claims and wants a "real" nigga? but a "real" nigga never can grasp the ropes 

and only knows real lies because when it comes to the truth they seem to get tongue tied. 

My life is a combination of combinations. . what is the code?

My mind is a deep conversations sparked from a conversation. . what is the dialect?

I apologize for my thoughts 

I'm just painting Mona Lisa with my soul using the world as my canvas.

-Bo-Edward Lawrence

I Am A Walking Martyr By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Why Life Hurts !

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Life will break you.

Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning.

You have to love.

You have to feel.

It is the reason you are here on earth.

You are here to risk your heart.

You are here to be swallowed up.

And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness.

Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

-LE

Euphoric Nights By Bo-Edward Lawrence

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I just want to make love to you 

In the back seat swearing like an athlete

Seat back 

Listening to party next door

Sipping Henny please god no more no more 

don't let the tree hit the floor

These sins that can turn a good girl into whore

Sins that she'll later pay for

The Love Plant By Bo-Edward Lawrence

I break down my love,

Roll it up,

And watch as what once was romantic turns into ashes.

Inhale the memories while I exhale the pain.

You smile with laughter when the smoke hits your chest. 

Because you begin to realize the same emotions that made you fall in love are the same ones that break you. 

But the pain feels cold like a lustful bliss

That I missed, maybe even regret that I fell in love with winter! 

The most coldest season.

The smoke depicts memories that hold so much happiness for unspoken reasons.

Heartbreak never seems to ever break even. 

If it was meant to be than the door would never have been an option. . .

I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. 
It's not. 
The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.

And now, The Winter is coming ! 

-Bo-Edward Lawrence

Quote of the Day! by Bo-Edward Lawrence

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"Don't Ever Chase Love, because love likes long walks in the park" -Bo-Edward Lawrence

My Body Is Not Your Temple By Bo-Edward Lawrence

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"Lips that conceive lies,

With a breath that reeks of regret.

Makes me realize why your teeth shows gaps of faith and crooked promises and hopes.

Your a mouthful of pessimism 

That makes me choke !

My chest and ribs become compressed because my stomach can't understand or process 

that you ain't shit but a thigh away from being alone, 

A leg away from depression, 

And a toe away from death"

My Suicide Note by Bo-Edward Lawrence

My Suicide Note

You know i never thought i would be alive long enough to write this poem.

Witnessing God in my dreams, talking to me

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. 

As sad as that sounds.

It was almost like a reverse nightmare, 

usually when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. 

I woke up into a nightmare.

I woke up to the sounds of my knuckles knocking on the devils gate. 

I am not his advocate..

God forgive me for my sins.

My angel wings have been burned off my aching skeleton 

The pain i feel is more traumatizing and genuine as if i was a war veteran

sleep is the cousin of death and suicide is its closest relative

This cold barrel to my dome, never made me afraid but for some reason i feel like I’m going home.

God, I’m coming home

They say every second, minute, and hour of the day you write your future, your story.

There were many times i wished i could tear out some of the pages, but instead i always feel like burning the entire book.

its all bad! 

The entire world is against me. 

Can someone. . 

Tell my mother that she is the kindest angel i have ever known

and my father, thank you for teaching me how to be a man.

Tell them I’m sorry that this life lesson doesn’t feel like a blessing but instead like a curse.

Tell the reporters that i was never into drugs or a criminal 

just make sure they don’t sell me to the world as a bad person.

I raise home to my head and put it next to my temple 

and i reflect . . . .

The easiest thing in life is to quit. The hardest thing in life is to live.

Just to know that all my pain, all my hurt can end with a pull of a trigger. . 

I want my death to be beautiful, i want my death to be meaningful. would it be considered beautiful if i scattered my brains on this windshield as my old thoughts create a Picasso.

I don’t want to be the man that nobody knows until he commits suicide, and then everyone had a class with him.

Sometimes home isn’t the answer, sometimes running away isn’t the right thing to do. 

I want to be known as the one who stared down the barrel of a gun and found enough beauty to look away. 

and live. . .

The Strongest Girl I Ever Met By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Pebbles in a Ocean By Bo-Edward Lawrence

If I Were In Love || Spoken Word (+playlist)

Spoken Word at Gospel Choir event. Check it out

Check out my performance at University of Hartford. Really enjoyed this crowd and they loved me. SUBSCRIBE SUBSCRIBE SUBSCRIBE

Dreaming Poem! VIDEO !!!!!!

http://youtu.be/BS7DWNcCK4Q

Sorry for my absence

I've been working hard in school, but now I'm back. I apologize for not posting for awhile! 

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. 

Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with someone else. 

We all hate those moments right before we sleep when we are forced to think about all the things we tried so hard to forget. 

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.