Written Poems
On This page you can find the "Written" version of each of my Poems.
Starting with the viral "Richest Man Alive".
Here, words weave a tapestry of connection, awakening you to the reality of Oneness. Like the roots of all trees, we are intertwined. Welcome to my collection of poems.
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Richest Man Alive
I'm a rich man
I have $17.66 cents in my Bank of America account
Damn.
I'm a rich man.
I'm currently fighting a roach and rodent infestation in my fucking house
But I promise
I'm a rich man.
My car's check engine light has been on for a while, and i don’t have the cash to get it checked.
And yet
I am a rich man.
You see, I have a Sun who has a roof over his head and that same head full of Knowledge, Wisdom, and Understanding.
You See
I'm a rich man.
For I have a family who supports any attempt i make at bettering myself, my soul, and my financial standings
Damn i'm a rich man.
….
My parents are still alive to ignore my wishes and spoil my kids
And my spirit is one that takes pride in the ability to make treasures ... with the shit end of the stick.
I'm the Richest Man Alive.
Disciplined enough to learn how to build my own house, teach my own kids, and grow my own food •• if ever independent from the Grid
And i know how to make a song with an actual instrument, how to mediate, & how to naturally live
….
For I need not materialism to feel I am wealthy
As long as I am not a fool, I am not alone, & I am Healthy
I am the richest man alive
Richest Man Alive
by LordSeelife
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Audible Art
I Make art.
I use words as Hues
& my voice as a Brush
To elegantly paint upon this canvas that we call Life.
Or at least upon the canvas ... that is the ears of whom ever chooses to listen
And I Make art.
•••
Though I passed with a D in my high school art class
And never took an Artistic course in college
I have mastered Realism.
Really Able to capture the real and raw emotions of everyday life.
Except instead of colors … I use metaphors, similes and verbs
when, I Make art.
•••
Audible Art.
That in which you cannot feel with your fingers
Or See with the eyes •
but must view with The Ears.
And draw up in the Mind
Sublime,
when I Make art.
•••
I speak it
I live it
I AM it.
And one day I may learn to draw, or paint it on a Canvas
But until then • I’ll simply say it in ways that you can understand it
Cause that’s how I Make Art.
'Audible Art'
- by LordSeelife
Explore the depths of the human spirit and its relationship to the natural world. Each poem is an invitation to reflect, connect, and awaken to the beauty that surrounds us. Feel free to share your thoughts and interpretations in the comments below.
Echoes of oneness
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Black Is ...
Black Is Beautiful
It is both the Hero , The Villain.. & the damsel in distress
And as far as suspects … Blacks the usual
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Black is Relevant
and Black History is important regardless of the month ... because it ensures the continuation of, Black Intelligence.
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Did you know that, Black is infinite?
Well black is the color of the Ether ... and what do we know about the ether?
The planets • the stars • the whole Solar System ... sits in it.
Requires it … to dawn
Like, you know how you can’t paint without a canvas to paint upon
Or
How you can’t write a book without paper, to write it on
The Sun … could not be a light, if the blackness behind it was gone.
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It's like a Foundation
A Canvas
It’s what the soil is to the roots that grow in ... and the trees that grow from
You see every picture has a background, and Blackness is the background to even the Sun.
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And nothing could exist without that in which, it exists within.
So tell me • What comes first?
The dark or the light …
the egg or the Hen?
-
And i'm not James Brown
But I'M BLACK AND I"M …
sure, you all can finish the rest.
And even outside of February ... please always remember
Black is Beautiful.
Black is Valuable.
Black is Blessed.
Black Is ...
-by LordSeelife
Lucky to have you
Our Son is lucky to have you
Our son is lucky to have such a caring, mothering, ‘devoted to her child and everything about him’ type of mom.
Our Son is lucky to have you
One who teaches him the importance of emotional regulation • even in the midst of her own journey to remain calm
Our Son is lucky to have you
One who loves him so much she thinks about his next birthday .. when it's only been 1 day after his last.
Our Son is lucky to have you
For being gently • strictly • and constantly on his ass
Our Son is lucky to have
The overload of kisses.
Snuggles, & hugs
Someone who INSIST on showering him first .. before allowing him to bath in the tub
Because unlike many … she thinks about The small , but important shit
That highlights just how much she CARES FOR • and not just TAKES Care OF ...
the one whos’ dependent on her to Live.
--
Because even though sometimes you sit in the dirt of your own mess
You do your best
To never let him.
…..
And for that amongst many other reasons ... I too ...
Am lucky to have you.
Lucky To Have You
- by LordSeelife
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