Beauty

It's just pure like the beauty you see when u can't see anything but darkness & all you have is your imagination ~ like that!                   


 By,

Christina Pebbles Collier

Dream Man

My Dream Man

Would be sexy Fit Foreign with a Fucking Accent Crazy Wild as the fucks High energy Money not Bucks Powerful And loyal to me When he walks in a room he only sees me We don’t have to speak Our eyes do all the talking One look from the other And we know it’s time to start walking Other people wonder Just how we be so in sync and we do it so effortlessly But I got a man that others wished they could be And In the end he would kill for me Then Break it down on his knees And Get real with me. By, Christina Pebbles Collier Friday The 13th, July, 2012 Just another blessed day To be creative & Me :)

Earthquake

The Earth Keeps Shaking……

Every day is another earthquake in some part of the world.

I believe the world will end in one big shake.

I believe God is getting tired with us.

I believe God laughs at how ignorant we are

The thoughts about how each race worship him, the bibles, the churches, The Religious wars.

How some kill trying to prove their love for God

No matter what name we use to refer to The Highest Power

Some people are born looking for others to devour

God is life not death but we just can’t see

We kill and then we pray to God while on bending knee

People fear God but these people aren’t one of me

One shouldn’t fear what is so easy to see

The love God put in all of us, in hopes the best we be

I think God cries

And we call it floods

Look deep in the water and you find God’s blood

I think God is growing tired of us

I think God is saying we didn’t get it

So the Earth keeps shaking…

No one truly knows how the world will end

Or even if it will end

No one truly knows if all the things written in the bible is true

Some like to believe it to be

Some need to believe in something

So their lives don’t seem like nothing

Wonder if this is Heaven and we live it each day

And God walks with us

Laughing along the way

We can wonder  

We can think

That’s what we are born to do

I still think God thinks we are all just fools

So the Earth shakes until the one big Quake

Heaven was on Earth

Oops now it’s too late

When we hear the sounds

The Call Is Hell bound

Falling 50 feet fast

This is the way Hell Sounds.

My words, My thoughts

I’m Christina Pebbles Collier

God’s Child

Broken Promises

Dear God

I know I broke my promise to you Now I feel my dreams will never come true It's like I'm stuck Your not given up Waiting for me To keep my words true '' I was gonna write book when you got me to the Beach'' Now the contract we had I Breach I can't find the words nor do I wanna open, all the pain, sure hearts will be broken.... All the people I tried to protect If I start to write tears will be weep How could I explain to them the me they don't see Only a few know The Gangsta In me ?

Your Daughter Me Christina 5/20/2012

A Beautiful Nightmare

A Beautiful Nightmare....
I hate this place The people have no souls If the money don't come soon A nigga gotta roll Don't ask me why Florida is like this You live here you outta know Me I was trying to make it my home Having second thoughts tho All this beauty Yes For God made is So But It makes no sense to me When the people have no Heartbeat yo It hasn't even been a Year My Gypsy cries so I thought I could rest my feet But My heart cries out for mo If your quite you can hear it It goes Beep Beep Beep Gypsies Don't Rest Until it's written in Threes R.I.P Until that Day Comes I was Born To Be.... FOREVER YOUNG WILD & FREE :) By, The Gypsy In Me AKA Christina Pebbles Collier

The Streets

The streets will leave scars on you

The kinda scars you can't see tho

The mental ones that linger your mind right back there

With thoughts that tend to have your eyes in a glare

At times pain so deep you tend to cry out in your sleep

The streets Oh what damage they can do

When you use the streets to break all the rules

Money is good

The Hustle must be strong

Or you will find yourself locked up

No place to belong

Street life isn’t long

No one you can trust

You just pray to God


For never No Bust    
             

God holds you down and its years later

The street is your Earth

And you are the Taker

The street will leave scars on you

You remember that nigga they called Blue

When the rats come looking for something to chew through

Oh I can’t count the times I been betrayed

Staring down the barrel of a niggas wicked ways

One thing they didn’t know

What nobody could see

I got this Third Eye

I use it to see

None of you bitches could fuck with me

The third eye is blessing from Heaven above

It’s God light

To shine when it’s Darkest

So I can rise Above

The streets will leave scars on you

The kinda scars most motherfuckas can’t live through

You can’t see the scars

But they exist

Moving On Now

A.K.A

That Bad Ass Bitch

By,


Christina Pebbles Collier
5/13/2012

Words

Words

Blank paper nice to see you again….

I start with you

Paper & Pen

There is no beginning and never an end

Even After I stop writing some words just pick up wind

Words last forever once it fills a blank space

My thoughts are now immortal

It feels like Cyber Space

Maybe you will read my thoughts

  

When I am long gone from this place 

Now you and I connected

This is most powerful 

I call it....

A Silent Embrace!

 By,

Christina Pebbles Collier 

                                 5/5/2012