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"What I Don't Deserve" Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016 IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes
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"Platter Of Promise" Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016 Photo: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016 IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes
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By: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c) Photo: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2015(c)
IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes
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"Love Written All Over Her Body" Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c) Photo: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c) IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes
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By: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c) Photo: Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c) IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes

My Vows

I vow to be not like you.
Following in your mothers footsteps of unhappiness.
I vow to be the strongest woman I can be.
No need of companionship to make me complete.
I vow to show my future child to stand on their own two feet.
To not accept being treated anything less than great.
I vow to not be weak.
Not letting anyone have any power over me.
I vow to not settle for anything less.
No man shall bring me down.
I vow to open and expand my mind.
The universe is mine to take in and explore.
I vow to experience life and its wonders.
Not planting my feet in one place.
I vow to understand.
Embrace and learn from what is not my normal.
I vow to unapologetically and always be me.
There’s no one else who can do just that.

-Asia Aneka Anderson, My Vows 2016©
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I made a post about a month ago about my new journal I was excited about.  I said that I was going to toy with the idea of possibly loading some of my entries here, and you know what? I think I might just do that. Being the busy slacker that I am I will admit that I haven't written in it everyday. I'm still in mid-January somewhere. tsk tsk. I won't post every entry because, to be honest, a lot of these prompts that I've encountered so far are pretty dull. I've tried to vamp them up and make the reply all witty and relateable, but it didn't really help much. If the prompt sucks, it sucks. Anyways, I will post the ones that I liked the most and gave me the most to say. Look for that soon and I also want to try and get more of my Tragic Tales posted as well as other poems and stories that are just wasting away in my drafts folder. Also, have a happy Valentine's Day! ... or if you're single like me and enjoy quality tv HAPPY WALKING DEAD DAY!!!

Tragic Crush Tales #9

It took me a while to warm up to H as a person let alone develop a crush on him. He was a coworker, he was a bit younger which caused me keep my distance (also a lot of the younger people we worked with were the gullible annoying type, which I assumed he also was), and his older sister also worked with us and I had already convinced myself that she hated me, although that’s probably not true. Once I did get to know him I quickly found out that he was the male version of myself. H was very sarcastic, dry, morbid, and gave zero fucks about what people thought about him. I’m not saying those are the best qualities a man can have, but I felt like he got me whereas people turn their nose up at my sense of humor and random train of thought.       
        We didn’t work together too long because the store where we worked was going under, but for my time there he was one of the people I enjoyed talking to the most. When I did start to develop feelings for him I didn’t…

Platter Of Promise

I had a recipe for a lasting love.
Made from scratch from my heart.
I stirred up the ingredients for a hopeful future.
A dash of understanding.
A dollop of support.
Lots of love and dedication.
Topped with all I have to give.
The dish for a forever romance.
Upon my hands I placed my heart.
Offering my all to you.
A platter of promise.
I watched as you devoured my creation.
Little did I know you had a recipe of your own.
A cup of mind games with a side of blame.
Chaos and destruction is what you served.
Reheated leftover heartache.
Leaving me to feel guilty for the recipe of love I made.
Licking your fingers at the mess you made of me.
I stare at my empty platter of promises.
The one I made especially for you.
I thought I had a recipe for a lasting love.
Perhaps that still holds true.
Something was missing from the list of ingredients.
That something was someone not you.

-Asia Aneka Anderson, Platter Of Promise 2016©
"The only steps I’ve managed to take are going backwards." -Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c)
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“My City”,  2015© Photo: Asia Aneka Anderson #InsideMyCreativeMind IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes
"Who will put me together when I fall to pieces?"

-Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016©

What I Don't Deserve

I don’t deserve to be alone.
All the love in the world.
So much care stored inside.
Bursting to share with the man of my dreams.
Alas, I am alone.
In ways I always have been.
Somedays seems I always will be.
I don’t deserve this feeling.
What’s wrong with my love?
Why do many reject it?
My destiny so bleak.
I don’t deserve this loneliness.
Wasted time.
Hopes up.
Left to feel broken inside.
No explanations.
Just memories left behind.
An absence of reciprocated feeling.
I’m here.
All alone.
Left to sort through this feeling.
A feeling I don’t deserve.

-Asia Aneka Anderson, What I Don’t Deserve 2016©
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"You My King, I Your Queen", 2016(c) Poem by: Asia Aneka Anderson  IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes Artwork by: Henry Samuel, Jr. IG: Afterthought_Artwork
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"Two Artists", 2016(c) Poem by: Asia Aneka Anderson IG: Asia_Aneka_Writes Artwork by: Henry Samuel, Jr. IG: Afterthought_Artwork