La Jazzmine's Chronicles

Waoh!!! It's 2020 already And we are back Back to entertain our noble and amiable audience. Get ready to delve into the deepest secrets. We have loads of interesting outlines for you this year. Guess what? You can request for short poems, write ups, stories and quotes. (That will be at a later date this year). For now, just enjoy... From Jazzmine, Thanks for reading and staying true.

Unbelievable!!! As the men storm in anger They are racing against the storm Their backs against the world They march in unison With one word in heart Drooling all over with blood in mouth, some stroll Cut, battered, shattered and dented on every side yet they roam Undaunted the limbless leader charges into the atmosphere Opposition Streaming in from all environs In the face of fear and drudgery they shall avail Its been decades and centuries But the men still march on Deterred not Determined yes To effect the dream That has always been But dread to tread upon Soaked in the unscrupulous and toothless roaring opposition They shall prevail Ahhh Uhhh! Ahhh Uhhh! They scream as men unto battle This is the true fight to victory They shall prevail They shall prevail

Watching through the window For a peeping eye in the hood I have a package that I don't want to unfold I want to burn up these books That give you all these bad looks With my lighter and the book in hand, I was armed quite enough But then Why not kill 3 birds with a stone Or a grass At least to help the matter in my head So here I was burning the book slowing wrapped up, with my mouth At the same time clearing out the matters in my brain like ashes And blowing up my organs And my ears hearing those grand stuffs them boys say without the piano And the bass heating up I'm on fire but I'm not getting burnt But these ashes broke my heart in shatters Plates dropping down in clatters I drop wanting them all back But they didn't want me as much as I wanted them I had taken a bus to neverland On a plane that seem to never land Banging my head on the wall I thought of the initial plan To burn up the books I guess that was better But I chose the l...

In the depths of the well I heard it is stone dark There are whispers, too low to tell I tell you this for a fact I am not lost in my tracks They say the truth is light But then I’m not near to it either. I know the rules Fragile glass like tools I held it in my hand Boom! Crash! Did I just hear it break? Off course it did I am an authority I obey no one, not even the ‘only one' Yet I claim of a love untold Desiring everything that doesn’t speak of it When I’m told of my flaws I cake My temper so hot I bake, So hard, cracks develop I deform, I spill Yet I don’t seem to see I am walking with the truth A torch and stick in hand I claim to know A love soo strong and true Yet my actions depict these words I’m about to tell you That I am a walking blind With the truth, yet I’m blind Blind with pride Blind with ignorance Who will set me free So I can see I am a light but walking blind Lord! Deliver me!...

He watched her go through every commitment. His shoulders heavy from her crying, his arms had gotten used to the feel of her hair, his chest knew the rhythm of her heart beat and the feel of her breath. His ears resound the sound of her soft cries and his mind replayed the memories of her reddened eyes, stained cheeks and blood stained lips.  He knew she deserved better. He knew what she wanted. He knew her value, he knew her worth. He thought that he knew just how best to treat her. He knew what would please her and what would not. He knew what hair styles made her pretty and what styles do not. But... He was just a friend. What could he do in this matter?  She was a beautiful young lady, trying her best to be perfect in her little perfect character. She was a man’s dream. Yet she could not fathom why she had been in several relationship that turned abusive. First it was the simple guy that turned excessively jealous, then it was the social guy that was overly reckle...

While I was rushing off to work one morning. I saw a billboard and the words "with utmost integrity" stood out from other words on it. Prior to the picture and all others written on it, I could smell a touch of sarcasm and irony.I penned down my thoughts in this little piece. Enjoy ======================= I wish I can listen to their lies Believe those putrid lines Gaze at their face Believing that everything is okay Smile at the victory That has been won today Hoping they will keep up the pace That should be set in place With those words of gullible eyes Staring at my face saying, “this is no fun, run!!!” I wish I can fathom why a man Who started with nothing Gets into a place of something And Boom! His brain is knocked out Filled with greedy matter The people he loved becomes a bore The problem he claims to be solved Becomes a chore His heart is caged with ribbed stones He doesn’t fulfil his promise Whereas he claimed to serve with utmost integri...

So here, I feature a wonderful piece by @genoidgy (instagram). With my additions In red. Hope you enjoy this... It's been a while but I'm back for ya baby to kill the boredom and take you to a writing adventure. See ya. What are those wonders? That make us as little children Staring, mystified DEATH He comes to all How he comes, and from whence no one knows,  With a stench or a scar left behind he goes,  On to the next he moves Without stopping even for a second to look back at his rubbles. But we know he comes to all;  At the twinkling of an eye,  breath is gone,  All is dust and ashes. The end is near  The end is a journey, The end has begun, Once it is undertaken, All hope and aspirations end. Family seems to disappear,  A lifetime vanishes to a distant nebula... But there is a hope A life that brings new close A hope of a life untold A life greater than death itself A life that is eternal A life that brings ma...