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Trial to Triumph!

This past week one of the biggest highlights in the media has been the blunder made by renowned comedian and TV host Steve Harvey. So many jokes, phrases and unfortunately racial epithets have been attributed to the reason he announced Miss Colombia as Miss Universe and not the actual winner Miss Philippines. His mistake went viral causing a firestorm over the majority of social media outlets. So many memes were made, jokes said and negative comments about Steve Harvey’s mistake.

In the midst of this mistake, Steve Harvey remained humble, apologizing profusely for his mistake. Mr. Harvey even said out of his own mouth that he accepted “full responsibility” for his mistake. I think that this mistake not only highlights something most people forget is that Steve Harvey is very human and capable of making mistakes. Not only that, it also showed his humility and genuine remorse. Many people began to question his ability to be a great host, his lack of a college education, and his self-proclaimed being from the hood as reasons why he made the mistake while only a few attributed it to human error. I watch Steve Harvey TV show very often, listen to his radio show and watch him host family feud. Therefore, I am very aware of Steve’s love of Christ and the way he acknowledges the reason he is so successful. God! The way he praises, God! God is indeed good and takes care of his people. Within the past twenty four hours it has been announced that Steve Harvey has been selected to host the Miss Universe pageant again for the next few years. Wow! God is so amazing! Despite all the controversy, naysayers, negative comments, jokes, memes and racial epithets, he was still chosen.
This is very profound! When God chooses you, there is NOTHING anyone or anything can do to stop it!
There will always be naysayers, negative comments, jokes, memes, and even those that question your ability, talent, and so forth, but God will cause you be triumphant in the midst of your trial!

Da Write Chick
aka
Shivendra
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QuickSand

QuickSand

I’ve tried to reach out, I’ve done all I can
Sincerely extending a helping hand
But wow you’re drowning in quick sand
You’re in too deep more than what I realized
That glamorous cover up was your disguise
It’s one big mess after mess
I don’t deal in drama and can’t do stress
Wow, its real high above your waist
It’s drowning you so fast and I refuse to keep up with the pace
Its drains me of all my energy
I cannot succumb to the negativity
It’s been real, I will hold on to some of the positive memories
Wow, it’s got you moving so fast
I cannot hold on, so on this one I will pass
It leaves me speechless; all I can do is gasp
I’m letting go now, i will intentionally lose my grasp.

I must withdraw and release you
So that I don’t fall in too.
I can barely breathe when I’m with you
I must relinquish my hold, loosen my grip
I cannot stop you now; sometimes you got to fall and trip
Slip and slide, a wild tumultuous ride
I cannot stride
It sucks, pulls you in and drags you down
It weighs too much for me to hang around
I see you drowning going in very deep
That quicksand is very steep
It’s pulling so fast and you don’t even know it
Drowning you daily, you won’t outgrow it
I tussled, tugged I reached and I pulled
I’ve taken several steps back when I saw your evil wolves
Dressed up as sweet little sheep
You really fooled me
But my third eye never sleeps
So right now I’ve decided to let go and press release
It takes too much to hold on so
I must say good bye, adios, peace.

Shivendra aka Da Write Chick
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Visioning a Dream

A light, a tunnel, a stumbling block
no flashlight for directions but the school of hardknocks..
trial and error a strenous test
faith and determination to go beyond the rest.
Belief and perservance will get you through life’s challenges and let downs facing you.
Power, motivation, grace, a true desire to live your dream.
Never give up your reality is closer than it may seem.

Da Write Chick
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Love is…

I suppose that today is the official love day
Or valentine’s day as it is called.
That we celebrate our love and being in love
And we give and expect to get
Material things that represent love
The cards, candy, plush animals, balloons, jewelry, flowers and so forth
Are all indicators of love or being in love some would proclaim
I guess I’m a little contrary to this dissolution.
That love is validated by “things” we give or receive.
Love for me is more than a teddy bear, flowers, candy or anything material.
Love for me is that willingness to sacrifice one self, compromise, genuine kindness,
tenderness, love is having another’s best interest at heart, being aware of another’s feelings, Love is listening attentively, sharing openly, caring empathetically, truly understanding and having heartfelt compassion for each other. Love is helping someone achieve their goals and dreams and encouraging them when they stumble. Love is in the little details, more than a feeling when you want something from someone or want someone to do something for you. Love is commitment, nurturing, loyalty, honesty, respect and selflessness. Love is something you know and don’t have to Google it, read about; it’s not just a Facebook post, or a tweet. Love is more than a feeling that comes like the wind that blows. Love is 365 days a year and should be celebrated daily.

Shivendra aka Da Write Chick

Our Angel

Our angel is so sweet,so gentle and spreads its wings to fly
Our angel will live forever in our hearts and never die
Our angel is so generous and loves all
Our angel is there to catch us when we fall
Our angel is so precious and so very dear
Our angel was bold and kept God near
Our angel was a mother to many and all
She cared and comforted those big and small
Our angel on this great day she was born
Our angel so beautiful, cuddly, and warm
Our angel took many in and gave them shelter and food
Our angel had her own set of rules.
Oh I can hear that joyous loud laugh and giggle
Never complicated, our angel kept things straight and simple
Our angel shared her wisdom in her own way
She would correct those who tried to roam and go astray
Heaven called back one of its angels because God needed help
So many young children and people he couldn’t do it by himself.
Oh how we miss you my dear Auntie
I know we will see you again in eternity, so save a spot for me.

Shivendra aka Poetess Oddisee aka Da Write Chick
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Girl Power!!!

Coffee, Tawny, Golden Tan, Mahogany, Honey Brown, Blush, Pecan and Cream

We are all bold, bright and unique with a common dream

Women we are.. from each equator near and far

Clerks, Teachers, Engineers, Doctors, Poets,  Jouranalists, Bloggers, Ceo’s and Queens

Uplifting our families by any and all means

Be-boping, hip hoping, jazz, motown or blues listening

from business suits to army boots, sweat suits, blue jeans with throwback jerseys

Long hair, braids or locks, naturals, perms, wigs or weaves

straight, wavy, kinky or curly hair wavier than wrinkled sleeves.

Tall, short, medium or average in height

standing together and strong in our fight

Grandmothers, sisers, aunts, lovers, nieces, mothers and friends

the undisputed, supremely rooted our title never ends

Emotionally, spiritually, mentally and culturally we grow

with new ideas, intentions and inventions positive, aiming for a higher plateau

while seeking financial increase, higher education feast, and constant prayer for worldwide peace.

Massages for relaxation, a sister-friend conversation, a good book for motivation

As we release, seek peace, to ease the pressure of our lives

living to care, share, motivate, educate, congratulate, as we console, hug and hold, encourage to thrive, propel to stay alive, while we strive for the best and living blessed,

My sisters we are the lifelong institution, creating, raising, and bearing human evolution, our inventions provide endless societal contribution, strong world wide attritbution…. my sisters we are the revolution!!!

 

Shivendra aka Da write Chick
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Those Words

Some words are meant to be verbalized and said

Some words are meant to be processed and read

Some words are meant to be nourished and fed

Some words are meant to be kept and suppressed in my head

Not to be released, instead I try to keep the peace

Maintain and tame that inner beast

That wants to feast, explode, release, and let go

Cause’ a fit, spit, emit, and implode

Stomp hard, discharge as I utter and blow, chatter and throw

Flow and say whatever that comes to the mental lobe

 A cognitive strobe of the cerebral globe creates a temporary file download

So, Instead I pause, cause and reflect before I eject

Something I might regret, I redirect

Scroll, hold, shape and mold those letters to form the correct words

Emotions transferred, Senses conferred

Syllables flew like birds to shape, formulate proper nouns and verbs

 Speech flock now disturbed

The rationale of my dome deferred, stirred, slightly blurred

If words are just words why are some never really heard?

But yet we compromise, by telling lies, then despise our outcomes

That could’ve been prevented, had we not segmented, circumvented the truth

It has now been misrepresented as we vented only fragmented

pieces of our feelings and thoughts

That ought to be, spoken prudently without scrutiny, truthfully… those words.

Are just words and must be said…release those words from your head.

COPYRIGHT PROTECTED 🙂 Shivendra aka Da Write Chick aka Poetess Oddisee

Change

So excited, So elated
To watch the 57 th inauguration
Of the 44th President of our nation
On this great ML King day
We give honor to the many that paved the way
As we celebrate, congratulate, and meditate
On the progress of change that rearranged our history.
We delight in the victory, a thrill to see so many Americans
In unity working, living, playing, laughing, and loving together.
Embracing and facing the many endeavors that we endure to be free
The freedom that rings, as we dance and sing our songs.
The beginning has truly just begun, so much to still overcome.
The dream has manifest
As President Obama attest
To continue to do his best
Freedom of change is his quest
But we can all say yes as we recognize what we profess about change
It is more than physical but a mindset,
that sets to go beyond limits
choosing, moving, refusing to see any perceived boundary
we all can profoundly proclaim to help maintain the winds of change
through Love, Hope and Peace….

Shivendra aka Da Write Chick aka Poetess Oddisee

Success

The path of success is a maze

Not seen through the gloomy haze

of twisted one side ways

in fact there is more than one track

or pathway to the map of the trail

overcoming the obstacles entails

the fighting courage to prevail

in the midst of this hell

planning to succeed and never to fail

appears bleak through the veil

keep on going and pushing break the barrier scale.

Have Faith and it’ll all turn out well.

 

Shivendra aka Da Write Chick aka Poetess Oddisee

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Flying High

Have you ever watched a bird fly?
Soaring wings across the sky
fearless, courageous, steady glide
on his journey, his morning ride
filled with glory and with pride
Circling carelessly above real high…

A picture of beauty above the tide.
Floating above the earth, clouds and trees so high…
Dropping in occasionally nesting and resting on passersby..
What a mighty brave thing to fly so high..
filled with perfections on his steady glide.
Not missing a beat to stop by and say “hi”

Have you ever watched a bird fly?
Gliding joyously above the sky..
Next time you see a bird
watch how high it flies…
it flies.. it flies.. so high

Shivendra aka Da Write Chick aka Poetess Oddisee