This is it ...

This is it.
There is only this planet.
You only get one life.
This is it.
Whether you choose to love.
Whether you choose to hate.
THIS is IT.
Treat others great.
Treat others bad.
This life.
This is it.
Your life. My life. My children's lives. That's it.
If a government built for the people by the people fails.
That's it.
If all the trees in the Amazon are gone.
That's it.
If the all the fish washed up dead on the shore because of waste and pollution.
That's it.
If we war with others that don't agree.
That's it.
What is it all for?
This life, this planet, we all only get one chance.
That's it.

- Sharbi3

Namasté

Fluid

I wanna put on a record
That makes my hips sway
Draws me into the groove
Sync with the melodies
Catching each vibration
Tingling the hairs of my ear drum
Hear it there?
Snare drum beats
Feel that there?
Sweet sassy heat
Flows from each toe
Up through my legs
Musical energy flows into my soul
Out through rhythmic movement
Fluid

© 2013 Sharbi3

Rearranged & Scattered

Thoughts scattered ...
Words arranged
in patterns
Yet tattered ...

In dog earred corners
Of notebooks strewn
On the floor

In a room of my brain
Repeating the same
Calling it new ...
deranged

Insane in the membrane

Banks filled with memories
Of allegorical stories
that relate to emotions
Complicated by strange

definitions
of how it was supposed to be ...

Mindlessly wandering
deserted
streets
looking for hearts
wetted with
Rain swollen eyelids
Trying to make them dry again
but they can't ...

Cuz like a champ its got a record
In five minutes and four seconds
Nevermind the boogie down reference ...

My mind spray like Egyptian
hieroglychics
Saturating limestone in tombs
Cuz the room
Its empty

Filled with memories of times long passed ...

Counting down
the unwound clock
Time.
still.
moves.
forward.
Like the sun also rises
These words
they despise
The truth
Cuz it's the truth ...

And honestly, honesty
However cliche
Is the best policy

So these books ...
Scattered on hardwood floor
next to the door jam
Nestled there
being kicked around
and swept.by dust
Contain all the words.that were supposed
to be said
but instead
were felt
Now the heart
that wanted to express
those words
Never did ...

So in the tangled mess
on the floor
Are all.the words left unsaid
Yet spoken
Through pen
bleeding red ...

© 2013 Sharbi3

The MOST Profound element to OUR existence ... Floating in space

Some Strange Things Are Happening To Astronauts Returning To Earth

I found this video to be the most profound discussion about our existence as humans on this planet called Earth and how we are ONE.

Bless UP!!

Thanks to Upworthy.com for sharing this amazing documentary.

Got Damn Today Pt 2

“Got Damn Today!” Pt. 2

I dun fucked up
Yep, I did it again
so I'm sitting here
contemplating a win
Not wanting to fail again and again
I keep trying, bootstraps applying
pouring out my heart and soul
Failure seems an endless end
how many times do I keep trying
how many headaches do I have to experience
How many missed chances, I guess I’m delirious
can't think straight, don't know nothin
all this over compensating ain't gettin me no where
at least not to where I wanna go
I guess I’m impatient cuz things are moving too slow
I want to win I want to succeed
but is it all my blood that I must bleed
in order to become successful and feel the blessings
yeah I guess I’m envious
of all the people that make it and can smile on the daily
damn it can't you feel my pain
I’m reaching out here, I’m going insane
life has got me today
I can't deny that, this feeling in my gut
is telling me that
but I know we all go through days of ups and downs
today I’m feeling the down, and right now it's not escaping me
I’m getting numb
not wanting to feel no more
this life is a struggle, you never know one day to the next
so all I can do is flex my mental muscle
and try to figure out the next hustle
we all go through thangs that make us holler
and it's guaranteed that the sun still gon shine tomorrow!
© sharbi3 2006
© sharbi3 2013

WAR: Weapons Aren't Resources

WAR: Weapons Aren't Resources
By Sharmane Iamibe

I know nothing of war
I cannot pretend
to know the sound of bombs
outside my door
Empty streets lined
with bodies and mortar shells
I know nothing
of looking down the barrel of a gun
targeting
a presumed enemy
I cannot see that far
to accomplish the task
of pulling a trigger
Not in my hands
shall the blood of another
stain me
I do not know
the justifications of war
is it for land,
for oil,
for money?
Or
is it to protect
the lessor,
the weaker,
or continue
a reign of power?

Although I know nothing of war,
I am not immune
to it ...

A Life in Motion

I am vulnerable to my emotions
I am not a cold-hearted soul
Roaming this already dark earth
Choosing to use my powers for good
Putting forth great effort to honor the code
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"
This world is full of negative energy
Being blocked forcefully with positivity
Many choose to reflect, deflect and project
Away from their light
It is in there, within each of us
Embrace it and shine
Emoting does not make one weak
It makes you alive, a life ... living

© 2013 Sharbi3