Spoken Word Collections

These buttons will take you to where you need to go!


As always thank you for tuning in and stay tuned for what's to come!
- ThePoetLibby


Individual Pieces
Hearts Galore

 Created: 2-3-21
Published: 2-14-21
 
Love is all around us
Hearts galore
The world can adjust
Better than before

We just wanted more
So, we went to explore
Opening the door
Hearts galore
 
Used to be alone
On my own
But now you’re here
I’m thrilled my dear
 
These tears now clear
My smile is near
No longer fear
Moving towards the atmosphere
 
Hearts Galore
I want more and more
Pour it on to my core
Fill it up from the top to the floor
 
With love I’ll soar
Hearts galore
Before my heart tore
You pressed restore
 
Said wait there more
Hearts galore
Love is all around us
so much love in store
 
There is no rush
Hearts galore
The mushy gush
It’s the allure
 
Let’s take a detour
And get out of first gear
I’m adorned
With hearts galore
 
I want more and more
Pour it on to my core
Fill it up from the top to the floor
Hearts galore
 
Don’t know what’s in store
But let’s see
Hearts galore
Let it be

no name

10.25.20

I need you to come back
Because 
I have so much to tell you 
It’s going to look crazy if I keep talking to myself. 
I don’t know why you left 
I noticed your self-doubt 
I thought I created a space for you feel safe
The exchange of passively opening up 
Then closing off again 
Allowing for impact
I didn’t expect much 
Too soon I know 
But I was left with a vibe 
I cannot deny 
The strength and this time 
It all starts to align 
Things don’t just happen coincidentally 
I just saw you needed extra love 
I just so happen to have some extra love 
I thought you might like it 
Looks good on you too
I love how you smile as we exchange glances 
But I notice you start to frown 
In the corner of your eyes and mouth
Self-doubt creeping in
One more time 
I can see how it consumes you 
It stops you from breathing 
I can only hope you get out 
With all the words I find myself to make 
I can’t even tell you 
Might already be too late 
I give it to the universe now
To see things through
I manifest that my love will soon reach you 
I’m hopeful that soon I’ll hear your voice again
You make me feel like dancing 
As We rocked back and forth to no music
Truth is you ignited my soul
You’re not here and it’s taking its toll
I’m trying to turn off the idea to be honest
You left , you retreated 
But here I am hopeful 
For now I will wait
As life moves along
But don’t be too late
You got off the bus 
so don’t think I’ll come to a stop 
Upon your return. 
Might meet you with anger
And then with concern. 
If you’re going to return
Be sure this time
From this one, I’ll learn
Cause this love gon burn

These words | Part 2

10.24.20 

I write these words down
They don’t make a sound 
I continue to ponder 
Past acts that cause wonder 
But I’m not there anymore 
I’m here in the present 
Still 
I can’t help but look back 
Time far behind me 
I continue to ponder
My mind starts to wander 
I’m in front of myself as I stare into the mirror
I question myself in a relentless demeanor 
With a message of plea 
Bargaining with myself to be set free 
Maybe this is me 
Do I not like what I see ? 
On the road to self-discovery 
I embrace me for who I am 
Tomorrow I’ll focus on becoming a better version of that.


 

These words | Part 1

10.24.20 

I write these words down
They don’t make a sound
The energy expelled transfers to the object withholding the feeling
Inside my heart is screaming
Thumb typing away on my phone
This phone withholds much more than what is known
I want to crack the code to my mind
To get out what’s inside
I keep writing to download this intel
Outside on the exterior
You see calm composed ulterior 
You cannot define me 
& I can tell you’re trying 
As Jhené said,
You cannot define me 
Stop all this madness now I’m crying 
All these feelings pouring out 
But no one’s dying 
Stop the commotion of self-doubt 
The real me stares blankly eyeing 
She wants to come out but
The exit is blocked 
I’m stuck

Ego

 
Oct 9, 2020
 
Me and my ego
I’m the one who keeps coming back 
Or letting you come back




friendship | Revised

Jan 13, 2020
 
It’s like you gave me the worst of you 
While I gave you the best of me 
I used to think it was your way of showing love 
Until I saw you give all the love, I deserved
To people who didn’t care for you at all
You seemed to give love away like Oprah give away prizes
But fell short to none with me 
I deserved more
I deserved better than what you gave me 
I gave you my all
Made me feel like my all was nothing big 
Or special 
Pretty insignificant is how I felt with you 
But as I learn. How to heal and love myself 
I now know I am more 
I now know that how you treated me
Was how you felt toward me
I don’t need to keep taking this shit, 
So now I wont 
Used to seek your validation like it was home 
But now I know 

friendship

 Jan 13, 2020
 
It’s like you gave me the worst of you 
While I gave you the best of me 
I used to think it was your way of showing love 
Until I saw you give all the love, I deserved
To people who didn’t care for you at all
You seemed to give love away like Oprah give away prizes
But fell short to none with me 
I deserved more
I deserved better than what you gave me 
I gave you my all
Made me feel like my all was nothing big 
Or special 
Pretty insignificant is how I felt with you 
But as I learn. How to heal and love myself 
I now know I am more 
I now know that how you treated me was how you felt
I don’t need to keep taking this shit, so I wont 
Find someone else to be your punching bag
But remember it was me who kept you afloat

new crush

11/29/09

The butterflies 
The heart race
The blushing 
All over again 
For someone new 
Just a glance 
The new crush grew 
As we locked eyes 
There were many other guys 
But somehow for that second 
I only saw you

respectable young ladies

Aug 31, 2017

Respectable young ladies 
Is it me or is it harder to find love these days 
It seems like the only girls getting any luck 
Are the young ladies who don’t give a fuck
The ones who give it up 
After one or two more days 
The ones who plan a couple plays 
The ones who try to trap niggas 
By reproducing and becoming mothers like it’s okay 
The young ladies that are so insecure and don’t even love themselves
Are finding more love than the diplomas on their shelf
Meanwhile the respectable young lady get turned down for speaking up for herself 
The respectable young lady gets ignored 
Until one day she decides not to be a respectable young lady no more… 
And as soon as she gives it up she regrets it
Because all she got was sex And then he left it 
So what was she really missing 
She didn’t get what she wanted 
Now this. 
Respectable young ladies 
Is it me or is it harder to find love these days 
When all the guys are only into playing games
They tell you they respect you and want the same things 
But then they flip like reciprocals 
Telling you you’re crazy and they leave you with no delay
You lay there dismayed 
Because he said he didn’t want to play … 
Respectable young ladies 
Is it me or is it harder to find love these days? 
We are the ones they tell to make money and go to school
So we get our shit together 
No problem, it’s cool
Let’s say we make to the top
Everyone’s proud
But let’s be honest 
Who the fuck wants to celebrate when there’s no one else around
Respectable young ladies
Is it me or is it harder to find love these days 
It’s not like we repulsive or have a horrible personality
We get told, we are the package deal
That it should be easy 
Well they had me fooled 
Because all I’ve gotten being the way I am is heartbreak and unfulfilled promises 
I’m not one to fall for game 
but when they tell you they tired of playing games 
they still spitting game 
Respectable young ladies 
Correct me if I’m wrong 
But even when we assimilate while still respecting ourselves it seems to go utterly wrong
Those tattoos and piercings aren’t doing anything 
The lingo you using isn’t getting you anywhere 
And the clothes you wearing just gets them to talk to you 
But they can see right thru the façade
They leave you and go for the hoochie that gets freaky after two shots 
Two mojitos later you start to loosen up 
But your subconscious being the lady she is keeps you from becoming the thot who he wants 
You sit there and pout, because in the movies the respectable young lady gets the guy 
But you don’t live in a movie 
And that’s the saddest realization then you start to cry

Respectable young ladies 
We are told that if we respect ourselves the right guy will come eventually 
Why do we have to be the ones who wait 
Why can’t we have the fairy tale love lives these thots accomplish to get
Even if it’s all they really got 
You envy them because it’s the only thing you can’t seem to get
Maybe we got it all 
But none of that matters because 
We don’t have love 
And to us that’s all we wanted in the first place 
We just became successful because there was nothing else to do at the time… 
We would give it all up for that fairy tale ending… 
To fall in love and be caught in time…

my brain knows best

Feb 9, 2014
 

So, I’m guessing that my body is starting to realize you’re in my life.
I think about you all the time and my stomach gets these knots and cramps, I think its butterflies.
My whole body knows except my heart.
My heart just beats faster whenever I see, think or talk to you. 
It doesn’t know why. 
It just feels my stomach cramping and my brain thinking.
It’s just like, what’s going on? Is everyone okay? 
My brain and stomach don’t want to say.
Not yet at least. 
My brain knows better than that, and my stomach just follows, 
My hearts a hopeless romantic
It’s just not ready to understand what’s happening…
My brain is still in denial and my stomachs just there confused, twisting and turning. 
It’s scared.
My whole body is.

I remember when I was younger and as soon as these feelings happened my heart would’ve already known by this point. 
And it would beat faster happily at the sight, thought, or touch.
I think it’s happiest during this time…
But then when it ends it hurts my heart the most. 
It just aches and its sore, beats slow down, more than ever before…
My stomach loses it and over does the twist and turns making me nauseous.
My brain over analyzing what went wrong… “What went wrong?” It thinks…
But it’s always the first to realize life isn’t over, even though my body starts to shut down as if it were. 
My brain quickly starts telling my whole body, everyone keep calm, life goes on…
And other sappy quotes.
It takes a couple days but finally my body stabilizes, and everything seems to be going back to normal…
 
Except my heart. 
It’s just sitting there hurt, cold & almost lifeless,
After those days of mourning and grief, 
Everyone thinks the worst has passed and they think it’s a brand new day,
Till my hearts lets them know quickly that’s it’s still hurting, it’s still in pain…
My heart beats faster but it’s not euphoria anymore…
My hearts dismayed but it knows it must keep going…
I’m depending on it, my heart just starts working overtime…
Seeking things to motivate it to keep going…
My brain just throws happiness at it and adrenaline pumping stuff,
My heart gets distracted all day, and everything is going well… 
Till night that is, 
At that point my heart takes control of my body and makes my brain think of these thoughts that my brains trying to suppress,
Next thing you know I’m depressed. 
Insomnia prevents my body from going to sleep
It makes the night longer…

My hearts been through this a lot…
It’s numb and so that’s why it doesn’t understand or know yet,
My brain kind of took the past memories away from my heart
But it also took everything with it…
My hearts just a robot pumping blood throughout my body…
Keeping me alive…
My brain knows what my heart doesn’t.
It’s weird that I can’t trust my heart with knowing what going on.
I guess just like me, my brains afraid if the outcome.
What if it doesn’t work out? 
Maybe this time won’t end like the rest…
My brain naively just wants to scream yes! 
But it knows best…

how lucky

Aug. 23, 2017
 
No luck, no four-leaf clover. 
Off to smoke, I hate being sober. 
It helps, feelings fall over. 
Bliss, sad feelings aren’t missed.

I hate being sober 
When I’m high it turns over
No problems too big
No obstacle impossible
I inhale the green
Exhale the smoke
Clouding up my mind 
Opening up the portal 
Flying high coasting 
Auto pilots boasting
Man, this green so sublime
Got me thinking about the first time
 
I imagine us kiss.
I wish.
as I Reminisce​ on us,
Rolling up, pack my bowl
Light it up, here I go


Undress your soul 
Peaked consciousness 
It glows
Third eye opens
See things with wings
Appreciate the little things
Everything’s a blessing
When I’m sober it’s depressing

Reality just sets in,
This was all meant to happen…
Sometimes there’s no luck,
no four-leaf clover.
I smoked, so I’m not sober.
It helps, feelings fall over.
Bliss, temporary fix…


 

untitled 3

Aug. 22, 2017
 
Why did you focus on my growth negatively?
You let it intimidate you.
You were scared of me.
You were scared to see me leave.
Perhaps, afraid you wouldn’t catch up.
But where you are wrong
Is where you think I’m going to grow up and run off
My goal is to build each other up.
I extend an open hand, let’s set goals for you and stuff
You think I’m just showing up
But you think my intentions are to cause a fuss
Really?
So, you don’t think I can help
Get you out of your mind
And into something else
Really
Expand your mind so that you can grow inside
Look within yourself and see you for you
And nothing else
You think it’s all for a favor later on
You think of “how will I pay her off”
I’m doing this from the bottom of my heart
Here you are tearing us apart
You made your choice to get out on top
When did this competition start
All I wanted was to get out
Get out of our situation
Make so we could live life as a vacation
A life where you don’t look back at all your mistakes, regret your past
And decisions that were made
We needed a life where success always came
Where we hustled for our own and stunt on every lame
You weren’t about it tho
What a shame
Now in life you are lost in the game
Stop playing

untitled 2

Aug. 22, 2017
 
How can you say you love me
But you make me feel so low
How can you say you want this
Yet your feelings just don’t show
Actions are all I want to see
Your efforts with create a different beat
The magnitude of this is great
Love starts to feel like hate
The hate leads to suffocation
Oblivious to retaliation
Disrespect exudes from your mind
You’re grown, shouldn’t have to remind you all the time
Selfishness commands your heart
You are incapable of this form of art
Ponder on their past acts
Facts, are just facts
The reasons aren’t invisible
You suck as an individual


 

untitled

Aug. 22, 2017
 
My world knows all about you, your world has no idea I exist.
All day I think about you, my subconscious needs to reminisce 
I remember when it was cool
All I did was give a look and you understood
Although months ago, its different now
Trying to figure out what happened somehow
Talking to you makes no sense
Talking thru you, you so dense
Its so simple, my request
But You make it seem like it’s a quest
You make it seem like it’s so hard
Give me these looks
Like why she come with all these nooks
All those quirks they got me “hooked” 
Hypnotized by your embrace 
But as soon as it’s over, it goes away
when it’s over I realize
The problem at hand has been demised 
Or so I thought cause look its back
Same argument with stronger attacks 
I don’t know where to turn
The insults thrown back and forth they really burn
Words and action play a big part
Reactive reactions lead to bruised hearts
Same shit different day
Sarcasm and low blows the play by play
Love is hard as fuck nowadays 
Because what you mean is not what you say
And what you say is not what you mean
These mind games will destroy you
Bring you back to life then repeat
But was it always just like this
Complicated as shit
Annoy each other till someone’s pissed
Then say sorry , forgive them, cause they’ve been missed. 
Like what kind of shit is this 
So irrational 
It’s some bullshit
So why do we even do it?

DISCLAIMER:
Images on this site are credited appropriately and are chosen to complement the themes of the poems and blogs. If the artist cannot be identified, the source of the image will be provided. All artwork and doodles in the Art section are original creations by TPL. All poetry, blogs, and writings are the sole creations and intellectual property of TPL. Thank you for visiting!

Trending