REPLACEABLE

Replaceable
that's what I am
like a spelling mistake
I'm easily erased
like an out of season shoe
I'm easily replaced
like an old pen whose ink has run out
I'm thrown out
like a blown buld
in replaced by a brighter one
BUT IM HUMAN
I shouldn't be replaceable
like a shriveled flower
I'm replaced
i hide in the shadows
I'm a brick in your wall
I'm another tile on your floor
everyone just walks all over
like an old pillow
like an old bag
like an empty bottle of juice
i am replaced
REPLACEABLE
THAT'S WHAT I AM TO YOU
BUT i am one of a kind
I am the only one of ME
There will be no other...but its ok if you see me as
REPLACEABLE

Blaque

this is one of my all time favorite...


TOURNIQUET
i tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
i lay dying and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?

my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side or will you forget me
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?

my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied Christ
tourniquet
my suicide

I have always love EVANESCANCE
BUT THESE ARE TO BE MEMORIZED

Chop suey
SYSTEM OF A DOWN:

Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to DIE!!
ROOAAA!!!
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup)
Hide the scars to fade away
Hide the scars to fade away the (shake up)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, father, father, father
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands
why have you forsaken me
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken, me oh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die..

have you ever felt the ultimate betrayal by those you held so dearly to you. well there are some thing that will always happen and sometimes one needs to accept the fact that no one cares about your NEEDS but you and sometimes it may be hard to accept but hey we are human and have had the gift of dealing with remarkable amounts of pain physically , mentally and emotionally.

Today was one of those days where you hear the inner voice inside of you saying "who are you kidding, you can't hid behind this mask for long. you smile but inside you hurt." well there are some things that one needs to deal with alone no matter how COMMITTED you maybe to some one who means everything and more but for some reason keeps you hidden.

Well lets just say life is not fair yet we have to live regardless of the pain that comes with it.

HEYA BLOGGERS.

hope you all are good.i don't have much to say as i havn't been doing much...nothing hectic happend.


BOXED WRITER


I sit in my boxed sanctuary.
For I fear what I have become.
The mask I once wore with pride has been broken.
For they knew I can't...
For they knew I'd never...
They knew I could never walk with the same pride as I did.
My mask of fear,
My mask of fakeness they have taken it.
Have I played right into their palms?
For I have chosen to hide,hide in my boxed sanctuary.
For life is a story
writen about each of us.
like you I am a character
those I meet or have met were those that make my story.
Those I befriend are those who make my chapters
For I have embraced my NUBIAN KING
as I am to be crowend the NUBIAN QUEEN
for the chapters I am bound to embark wil be those of ROYALTY as i am tested.
The ultimate test of LOYALTY
as I see the kingz NUBIAN personalities.
For we are mearly characters
Who do you choose to be?
For I am the writer of my own destiny.
Which I proof read in my boxed sanctuary..

BLAQUE

HOWDY BLOGGERS.

Hope u are doing ok,im doing ok jst a few thingz standing in my way.

am gona rant and rave about those who are insipidly stupid yet manage 2get high positionz only because they shook and used what theya mama gavem yet stil hav no experience in anything bt TONSIL HOCKEY n doing da nasty in a FORD BANTUM...yes a ford bantum,can u believe it.wander how small he is n her flexibility must be impecable which leaves a huge desgusted stare in my eyes.

there should be a rule put on loud bubblegum chewing as some realy have a hard time understanding the consept of chewing....yoh some people are born realy realy realy stupid prove dat some of the steriotypes out there realy are true.And as a woman who has an impecable eye for women,a hot woman with no class and cant even try and compromise when in a corprate environment or in a social environment in my eyes is no more dan a hillbrow whore who chargez R2,50 for a bj.seis wena stop selling ur self cheap get a life na get an aidz test maybe ul reach da end of your story bt havnt known it yet.hahahahahahahahaha.wooow i feel i needa stop ranting.


Da DIAMONDZ got a job,she slowly begining 2SHINE BRIGHTER THAN BEFORE...BEE here i come.

Hey...watzup bloggaz.

Did i tel yal...da diamondz gone and cut all ties...al ties wif my forma black worrior,nw i got a new 1,dey r sexy,muscles from heaven,looks from da godz and well...letz jst say i cleaned out my fone book 4my AFRICAN NIA,dey knw who day r,day knw how to treat a lady makem feel like a QUEEN.datz how i feel,lyk a queen.

ladiez yal shudnt waste ur tym on peepz dat make u sad.be wif dose dat make u smile.

DA DIAMOND is greatful for every if any attempt from da worrior turnd wonderor,nx she hooked on somfin less hectic.

oh da beauties of being a woman/child. mo bout my AFRICAN NIA l8a.nyt al

Hey peepz.

hope yal r ok.me im confused.my heart leads me one way,my soul anotha way,my spirit leading me in da opposit direction whilst my mind and malaika hav a fight on which direction i should go.
confusion is a painful thing if caused by someone else yet the one who can get you out is da inner being.wel malaika has chosen to join this useless tug of war.

hav you ever felt lost in confusion not knowing where its comming from...i have and dats a nicer form of confusion...da one im feeling can only be delt with internaly.

Heres to those that tryd to bring me down,yal almost succeeded,ALMOST being the operative word.yal can kiss it,if you see it.ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. anywhoo back to sanity...

must go...l8a

HEY BLOGGERS.
sorry i been away 4so long,was writing examz bt im dun.wel hav been in a somber mood since and hav writen 36 new poems those around JHB beta watch da Space,da diamond might shine sooner dan expected.

wel back to da reason why iv lost my sparkle...letz just say my AFRICAN BLACK WONDER became da WONDERER.bt da wonderer is da driving force behind da great poems i wrote,letz jst say i went back 2writing realy great tear jerking poemz.

BUT...what i dnt tel is I neva am kept dwn or broken...SUM1 WAS POLISHIN DA DIAMOND AND GOT SUM OF MY SPARCLE BK so ya im a half polished diamond wif minor flawz dat make me unique.
KWAKI...THANX 4being a gR8 friend,u knw when to cal picked my spirit when it was dwn.ur truely an angel.cnt w8 2c u.
To those who took me under their wing in da cape,I WIL NEVA 4GET YAL...WER FAMILY NW....WEL gota go. l8a.

Da heart is an amaizing thing.mine is plane strange,i swear it has a mind of itz own.
It alwayz getz me in trouble or in tight situationz where il find myself between a ROCK and A HARD PLACE.

Jst like now.im in a situation where ur with sum1 yet ur not(distance wize)plus this person has limited our conversationz to 2lines and when i wana talk,da person is working,when dey wana tlk 2me im sleeping...I named da1 AFRICAN WONDER.Now i am falling but im scared i won't be cought...anyway i hav 2go nw...wil continue l8a

Hey bloggers.ul b happy to know that da Diamond can blog from her fone.ha ha he hee he.
Anywho hope yal ok.im grand.jst a little stressd but hey nothing comes free.my price:STRESS.