Fragile.

you wet your pillow last night because your man stood you up. those tears cleanse your broken heart. he says he will make it up to you.

you cover yourself with blankets full of hurt and pain. he’s out there with another girl, his next victim. he denies you infront of his friends, and he’s afraid to be seen with you.

you cleanse your broken heart with tears full of pain & hurt. love, look in the mirror. im around.

your prowess is what brought him to you. love yourself, and take care of that heart. heart of glass, fragile heart.

although you never see me, im there for you. you look in the mirror, and you see confidence, beauty, power, independence.

no more do you cleanse your heart with tears of pain. you’ve let your heart let go. independent woman, be your own, don’t be owned.

an old life is symbolized by those blankets full of hurt & pain. but you throw them away. because you’re more careful with your heart, fragile heart.

take care of that heart. i want to hold it when i come around.

fragile heart.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Turn Back The Clock

even though he’s gone. he’s not.

i have a memory of man who loved wearing jackets and formal shoes.

he was wise and taught me to be better than him. he was the first to teach me how to pray, and taught me faith for the darkest hour of day.

he used to tell me of his younger days. he told me about his school days, and how good he was with numbers.

they tell me he was the last of seven, and the first to see heaven. i have a memory of a man who loved wearing jackets and formal shoes.

he gave me my name, and was the first to hold me when i was born. this man had black eyes and always cut his hair. always.

he took me to school on my first day. he bought me books to read and asked me to be better than him. even though he’s gone. he’s not.

he believed in education. he believed in me. i can’t believe i never spent time with the man. i have a memory of a man who loved people and wore formal shoes.

even though he’s gone. he’s not. please turn back the hands of time.

i have a memory of a man who loved wearing jackets and formal shoes. he had hope in his heart.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Sanctuary

golden leaves kiss the ground, as i sit innocently on the park bench. watching carefully. it must be autumn. the golden leaves.

colorful birds sing harmonies of another universe, i don’t feel human. i feel crushed by my own insanity. my flesh is no more, im actually a soul.

a young boy looks cheerful on a swing, he’s reciting love poems. he reminds me of me, actually he’s the younger me. my former self on a journey to self-discovery.

the golden leaves start to fly away. the birds fly away and the bench disappears. the golden memory of autumn starts to fade.

suddenly the cold breeze comforts my loneliness. it must be winter. the forest loses its beauty, and all is bare. the trees feel naked.

i dress myself in creativity and try to imagine beauty in such a dead place. im all alone in the park. winter looks dreadful and miserable, i can see it in its face.

the wind whispers. the wind can actually speak to me. it told me to stop worrying. it told me to only leave room for my passion for words.

i realised my dangerous faith in people. i started seeing children run around, cheerful with their peers. every single color starts to show, flowers are blooming. people are smiling, the streets are filled with laughter. happiness. it must be spring.

as i step on the sidewalk and admire creation, a smile illuminates the entire scene. it must be her. it was some kind of euphoric high. rose red cheeks that had me holding onto myself for dear life, i was infatuated.

she disappears. spring fades. a warm breeze comforts my loneliness. i see a river, crystal, so clear. i can see artists, poets, and writers infecting the river with creativity, they add life to it. it must be summer. happy thoughts ride my soul.

metaphors & similes touch me deep within. they caress my soul. my mind is my escape.

these are the seasons in my mind. this is my dreamworld.

now you know what happens inside my mind. well, actually that’s not everything.

my dreamworld.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Touch The Sky.

touch the sky, baby.

i wanna touch the sky.

walk among the stars & sleep on the moon. i wanna ride the wind & listen to lush stories told by the trees and the soil beneath.

i want to sit beside Venus and paint portraits of Neptune & Saturn, and i want to dine with the Sun.

i want to swim in Heaven’s ocean, and rest on the clouds. i want to explore the world beyond the Milky Way, before the day i die, i want to touch the sky.

i want to watch the stars beneath a tree and mentally, i want to connect with Mother Nature and feel her inner being, her deepest self.

i want to be rich in mind and heart. to live amongst the creatures in the forest, and actually find myself. i want to live far away from the concrete destruction man has built.

i wanna touch the sky. i want to know how it feels like to fly without wings, i want to travel the universe and discover the beauty God has engineered.

before the day i die, i want to touch the sky. i want to swim in the crystal waters of the Bahamas. i want to live, learn & love, and watch the sunset from the Heavens.

i want to listen to the grass grow, and i know. it sounds absurd, but i heard that even nature has a voice. nature has emotion.

before the day i die, i want touch freedom.

i want to touch the sky.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Spirit of The Motherland.

she put my heart in a jar.
wait here until i return, she said.
i waited two forevers for her to open it, my heart was suffocating.

i was drowning in her memories, her eyes danced like fireflies in the moonlight. timeless passion. she is my flower child.

flawless. my heart is in a cage, solitude sedates me. i recall memories we never had or maybe it was visions of a future we will have?

i sit down with a notepad and admire your movement. i pen down my studies, and try to understand your complexity. your face glows, your waist flows. like the beautiful Victoria Falls, African beauty.

i digress, you still have my heart in a jar. open a few holes, my heart is suffocating.

hair like Rapunzel, fine spun gold, only love knows our connection. time is but a teardrop in our moments.

on my notepad, is stories of what i think you could be, yet my imagination is far from your real being.

your shadow is unique. i can see it dancing under the stars, it tells its own stories. faded, i am.

im loving, your heart. keep moving, beauty. i love you. stop arguing with your mind, you’re beautiful. every man knows.

o, to be young and feel love’s keen sting.

beauty.

je t’aime. belle âme, mon coeur appartient à vous.

ps: this is to all you African Queens, women born from the Motherland’s soil. this is for you.

african queens.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Heart of Stone.

vibes & sparks.

connections straight from the heart. cupid shot me. i could feel it right from the start.
i loved you from afar, your soul feeds my existence.

heart of stone, human heart. what is it that im feeling? love? no, its your african drumbeat heartbeat.
i wanna touch your wings, heart of stone but you have me trapped in cage. i wanna explore your vibe, your energy, your beauty.

heart of stone. don’t push me away, don’t push me away. you speak in metaphors, the power you hold in your vocal chords. the beauty in your voice.

human heart, i know you’re fragile but i will take care of you. my heart is made of glass too.

human heart, i’ll love you, i won’t leave you. remember that. if you need to conversate heart-to-heart, i’ll be here, i’ll be around.

heart of stone. remember, love defeats all. make love not war, human heart.

peace.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

The Gentleman’s Guide.

quick question: who killed chivalry?

im saddened by the way we men treat women. what happened to us? it breaks my heart every time i see a man beat a woman, or hurt her feelings to the highest degree.

“man abuses disabled wife.”

we play them. & wonder why the next one won’t give you a chance. listen, my advice – treat her right or let her go enjoy life.

by the way, im not slandering my own kind but i feel like all this should change.

let’s look at the rules:
#1. Don’t tell her you love her, when you know all you aiming for is the cookie.
– that’s someone’s somebody. respect that. games are fun, but playing with a heart is a dangerous thing. just an encounter with you could kill her perspective on men and blow it for the rest.

#2. If you love her, love her right.
– if your heart is that deep in it. love her right. she gave you her heart.

“they say time is money, well we’ll spend it together.”

don’t forget her, you might have a busy schedule but. you need to be there for her too.

im not expecting you to hold her every time you’re in public but im saying if she’s that important to you, they should know you’re a committed man.

#3. boys build shacks, men build homes
– ladies, if you feel a man isn’t committing and his head isn’t in the right space. step back. but then if you believe change can happen, go for it. at your own risk.

“women are from Venus. no, of course not but they operate on a different set of rules to men.”

#4. speak right.
– all that slang is nice. but speaking to a woman in a beautiful manner makes her feel good. that’s good. be a gentleman.

#5. chivalry, courtship.
– gentlemen, get back in the beautiful game. change. look, it wouldn’t kill you to compliment her once in a while. spend good with her. listen to her. be weird and have fun with her. its that simple, no need to complicate things.

#6. don’t make her your number one, make her your only one.
– playas. this one is for you. its not a nice thing to see hearts collide, really. you asked for her love, she gave you her heart. in return – love her right.

a gentleman stays loyal, faithful & true to his girl. none of that, ‘i need to satisfy myself’

you got a girl, my ninja.

last words, love her right, treat her right. she gave you her heart.

“she wants to be your girl, not one of your girls.”

i won’t bring that cliche stuff like take her out on a date every night, or buy her flowers & chocolate every friday or take her to the movies every weekend but. be real with her, always. be honest with her, always. she gave you her heart & treat her right, always.

and ladies, be ladies. gentlemen aren’t hard to find.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Dear Lover

dear lover,

i miss you. even though i’ve never met you, i can still feel your energy from a thousand miles away.

a face that can make men go to war for you. your smile makes time move slow, everything in the world makes sense. i find comfort in your love and warmth in your presence.

lover. i fell in love with your words, everything you uttered was. beauty personified in words. that deep energetic vibe from soul makes me want to dance in your. elegance.

i fell in love with your mind, and i fell deep within your subconscious. a trance i was in. you’re my intellectual crush. you had me on my knees, you had me intellectually lovin’ you.

i had a dream we were both dancing to Eros’ beautiful rhythm. nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart, baby don’t think im out to hurt you. not my intention.

i fell in love with you and i never knew. falling in love with you was never my plan. but i guess it was God’s plan. we’ll never know.

even though we’ve never met. i can still remember the sound of your heartbeat, your voice so sweet like the heavens. and your movement so graceful. graceful. you’re like a Raven – innocent, beautiful, sweet.

my heart just skipped a beat.

beautiful soul. speak to me. i saw the beauty of life through you, beautiful soul. and even though we’ve never met, lover. i miss you.

you got a lotta soul, lady. that’s beautiful.

all i wanna do is admire your beauty from a distance because im afraid if i touch you. my flesh will be tempted to do all that is regarded. earthly.

i’ll prolly luh you fo’eva. let me escape through you in thought. beautiful lover. beautiful soul.

“touch me with your mind. hands are overrated & ‘soul’ is overused.”

the closest stranger i’ve never met. i became more with you. your lips i will kiss, your hips i will hold, and your love i will embrace. your have my heart. you have the key to my heart.

and the more i think of you, i miss you. even though we’ve never met, beautiful lover.

our hearts are interlocked in deep conversation. thoughts & feelings in graceful motion, love never known.

i saw us dancing under the moonlight. you wore a silk white dress with Queen Elizabeth’s crown upon your head. and me, just a man wearing a white suit with a purple rose in his chest pocket.
imagine.

and we danced in the cosmos, the stars were watching us — the sun and the moon were playing music only heard in the heavens.

dear lover. beautiful lover. beautiful soul. i love you. i miss you. even though we’ve never met.

beautiful lover.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

Kendrick is truly artistic. Born Sinner vlog.

Teddy Bear Tribe.

shy bear.

Teddy Bear Tribe.