One Day

One day I will find you 

For I have been searching all my life

One day I will finally be happy

Despite all the misery in my life

One day I will walk with fingers interlocked

On a nice beautiful day with you 

One day… 

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What I Want

Stuck in that in-between time
hoping
that one day
you will truly be mines.

I guess I have to
wait, wait
wait until time is
finally on my side.

I can’t dwell on it
but,
I’m not doing well tho.
See,
I want you right now.
Yet our time is not now.

Maybe one day
you’ll see
that, your place is
right here with me.

So until that day
I’ll keep holding on
that I will soon have
everything I want

xoxo Mz Hollywood

Alone

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can’t use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They’ve got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I’ll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
‘Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

-Maya Angelou

Come Out Already!

So most of you know that I am pregnant. This has been quite a long journey full of happy moments and not so good moments. My due date was Friday April 6th and it is currently Sunday April 8th and in less than an hour it will be Monday April 9th.

 

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I am clearly a few days past my due date and when I tell you I am beyond ready to have this baby I mean it. I am over 40 weeks pregnant and I am just fat and heavy. It is extremely tiring carrying around all this baby weight. And of course my unborn daughter doesn’t care. She is just comfortably, although I don’t see how when it’s obviously not that much room in there, and patiently taking her time to enter this world. I have been having Braxton Hicks contractions (false contractions) for weeks now but they have not been progressing into true labor. Which obviously sucks for me!

I have literally been doing everything to get this baby out of me such as exercising (walking, climbing stairs, doing squats and yoga), eating spicy foods, eating pineapples, and I even been doing nipple stimulation. Research suggests that nipple stimulation is one of the best ways to naturally induce labor at home. But to no avail, nothing and I mean absolutely nothing has been working. I genuinely hope that she hurries up and come on her own because if she is not here by Wednesday April 11th (which is actually my 30th birthday) then my doctor has me scheduled to get induced on Thursday April 12th at 7am. I am dreading getting induced because I actually had planned to have this baby natural without using any type of pain medication. So I am praying that she just stops being stubborn and come out on her own before Thursday.

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All in all, this baby has got to come out already! I am slowly losing my patience with having to wait to meet her and hold her. I have never wanted to experience pain so bad. I am beyond ready to experience what it feels like to go through labor and delivery and just have this baby already. She has officially received her eviction notice and she has got to go asap!

Motto

This poem is also from the Harlem Renaissance period by one of my favorite writers:

I play it cool 

And dig all jive 

That’s the reason 

I stay alive 


 My motto,

As I live and learn, 

is: 

Dig And Be Dug

In Return. 

-Langston Hughes

To a Dark Girl

So this one was of my favorite poems that I read back when I took African American Literature and we covered the Harlem Renaissance period.

I love you for your brownness

And the rounded darkness of your breast .

I love you for the breaking sadness in your voice 

And shadows where your wayward eye-lids rest.

Something of old forgotten queens 

Lurks in the lithe abandon of your walk,

And something of the shackled slave

Sobs in the rhythm of your talk. 

Oh, little brown girl, born for sorrow’s mate, 

Keep all you have of queenliness, 

Forgetting that you once were a slave,

And let your full lips laugh at Fate!

Gwendolyn B. Bennett

Things You Said When I Was Crying

You are beyond beautiful

Never let anyone tell you you’re not

You are smart and intelligent

Any man would be lucky to have you

You are kind and sweet

No matter what a person does to you

You are fun and courageous

That’s something no one should be able to take from you

 

Never let a man treat you wrong

Never let a man disrespect you

Never let a man take you for granted 

xoxo Mz Hollywood

Fear

My insides are screaming out for help

But when it reaches my throat

No sounds emerge

Dying inside

No where to hide

How do I move on with my life

Still in the past

Can’t see a future ahead

Stuck in the middle

Fear has taken me over

Fear has contained me

xoxo Mz Hollywood

Waiting

Time is near

Yet you’re still not here

Starting to worry

But you’re in no hurry

I long to see you

I long to hold you

I’m just waiting

Waiting

Waiting

xoxo Mz Hollywood

Spring

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Sunshine

Rain

Beautiful flowers

Butterflies flying

Birds chirping

Cool breezes
 
 

Spring is here

My favorite time of year

Beautiful days

Magical nights

I embrace this season

I am one with this season

xoxo Mz Hollywood