Love’s Undone

Who cares about the worthless notions you put forward

All in effort to erase the words I would previously record

What me and you had was tragic like I can’t even grasp it

Holding onto the concept of you in my mind

Replaying your voice saying the sweetest things that my heart cannot yet interpret

The look you give me on some days puts me into a quick state of confusion

But then I have to realize and remember you were never really here

And the minuscule energy you forever gave felt like an eternity of lies

Copyright 2013 Ta’Mesha Smith


7:25 P.M.

I’m usually never lonely
But there are those days when my sunshine can’t take the pain away
All my laughs and jokes
Showing care to careless folks
Running around playing with the yolks
Because the eggheads don’t get it yet
To be great you have to be the best
Like days when I don’t fit in
Or trying to mesh with other’s bestfriends that don’t quite comprehend my complexities
Now not to sound so worried
Just showing off what’s blurry
My difficulties sometimes bring out the worse in me
Fences all made of steel
Snotty nose and back pain
Like damn , all this heavy lifting is getting to me again
There was a time when I would cry countless tears
Shy away from judgmental ears so they can’t nitpick at me like rats
These nghas chasing down these cats
But see I’m all about personality
On my way to this vow of celibacy
Because I’ve been fucked for way to long
Like I was always out with a smile and a thong
But really looking for acceptance
Or atleast a little understanding
And the reoccurring mishandlings of my good intentions
Do I really see exactly what is around me?
Or am I living in my false presumption , some days pitiful, other days happy , screwed up , scribbled much , far too in depth but brainwashed reality …?

Copyright 2013 Ta’Mesha Smith

What is the meaning?

Speaking softly
Counting on all things left unspoken to guide me
Writing the words “I love you” in cursive on my heart
So it’s foreign to me

Words spoken frequently but ignorant to my understanding
The hurt, it hurts
And the worries are haunting
But strength is what separates the women from the girls


Copyright 2013 Ta’Mesha Smith

Empty is Beautiful to Me


I’m debating on whether or not he deserved my love
All the twisted manipulation I fell into
The abyss lied within his eyes
And every second at that very acceptance I caught myself falling quicker
Emotions began to run deeper
And I couldn’t catch up with my feelings
They had me tripping consistently

I’ve always been clumsy with love
But see I always shrugged it off as no big deal
Never giving my wounds enough time to heal
And restore myself whole for the next man to explore
I never cared so much to think ahead
Always caring about what my next partner said in retrospect to who I am

Changing for the better days
Trying to find that vital piece of myself that I misplaced
Crowded in my headspace with a heart hollowed out
Empty is beautiful to me

Copyright 2013 Ta’Mesha Smith

I was just saying to myself the other day , with being an artist you can’t give into how anyone feels about you and your art and who you truly are as a person , you’ll spend your entire life tying to please everyone.

Cristian Mihai

Maybe the best example is The Casual Vacancy by JK Rowling. What’s shocking is who wrote it, more than the story or plot or whatever. And what’s more interesting is that Rowling had the courage to write and publish such a novel.

And a lot of people got upset because of this. Because a lot of people mistake their part in the relationship they have with any artist. Somehow, some people think artists owe them for their success. In may ways, yes, they do, but ultimately, art is a selfish endeavor.

The act of writing a book, the act of reading one, deriving pleasure from these activities…

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Unconditional Love Through Flaws

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Life does carry a lot of b.s. with it, and we all know what that b.s. could be, people breaking promises, things not going as planned, we fail ourselves, we fail others, and sometimes we let life get the best of us instead of making the best out of life. But one thing we can never forget is to look beyond that, look beyond the hurt that someone caused you, look beyond the traffic that caused you to be late for work, there is beauty in all of it. It may take years or even a lifetime to acquire a true unconditional love for life. But once you do that, everything will be so much clearer. You will begin to understand that life is not perfect, you are not perfect (no matter what your narcissism says), and our fellow peers and family members are not perfect. Be quick to give others the benefit of the doubt. Do you not do the same for yourself? I don’t mean to start throwing out excuses for everyone because we all know that hinders growth but to just understand that every creation in this world is flawed can help you have a deeper appreciation for it.

Copyright 2012 Ta’Mesha Smith