SWEETHEART WORD EMPRESS™
Hi and thank you so much for stopping by. I love to write; songwriting, writing poems and I enjoy writing articles as a freelance writer and blogger. Below are poems that I've written. I hope you enjoy them and come by often to enjoy more. ❤
Queens in the midst of things
Seen and unseen
Finally heard
People listening to the nightmare
She effortlessly makes look
like the American dream
All the things she has told her daughters and sons not to do
Just to stay alive
While striving to make their American dream come true
Accomplishing it all
determined not to Fall
Fighting just to be
God's child
Black
Free
Knowing her worth
Straightening the crown on her head
Even when her brothers and sisters are killed in cold blood
Dead
Refusing to cry
Standing tall
Listening to all the opinions on how she should fight for her humanity
When so many refused to see
That for so many years
She hasn't been seen as human at all
© Ty Swint June 2020SweetheartWordEmpress™
Seen and unseen
Finally heard
People listening to the nightmare
She effortlessly makes look
like the American dream
All the things she has told her daughters and sons not to do
Just to stay alive
While striving to make their American dream come true
Accomplishing it all
determined not to Fall
Fighting just to be
God's child
Black
Free
Knowing her worth
Straightening the crown on her head
Even when her brothers and sisters are killed in cold blood
Dead
Refusing to cry
Standing tall
Listening to all the opinions on how she should fight for her humanity
When so many refused to see
That for so many years
She hasn't been seen as human at all
© Ty Swint June 2020SweetheartWordEmpress™
My black slip dress has danced with angel wings
in the streets of New OrleansMy black slip dress has draped me gently
as I listened to jazz legends
enjoying a date alone,
Relishing in the sounds of golden trumpets,
melodic voices and a trombone
My black slip dress has warmed me
along with checkered flannel
as I dreamed of singing jazz myself
and playing blues on the piano
My black slip dress has played in the halls at the Ritz
catching the eye of many
with her sexy little slit
My black slip dress has played the part of one of my favorite characters,
little miss hip hop
for another, there's no need to shop
However, my black slip dress has yet to feel the touch of your caress or warm embrace
That was her original purpose
for which I suppose, there will be another time,
another chance
some other place
Poem By: Ty Swint
My hands have touched my crown
that touched my hips
that felt his lips
My hands have felt the soft caress
have touched my breast...
their nobleness
My hands have intertwined fingers with his received great access, to his heart
fully dressed
My hands have turned the pages to stories untold
And stories in action
how will they unfold
My hands have pulled and played
with his hair
then back to his heart
no feeling there
My hands have touched his cheeks
wiped away his tears
when he shared his deepest fears
My hands are like my eyes that have seen
that have touched so much
from the food that feeds
and deeper, the souls that bleed
and cry out to be held
My hands have gently rocked away
the need to cry out, to yell
My hands have made quiet storms
that brew from stress and frustration
Bringing calm and peace to many situations
My hands have been an extension of my soul
Making self and others feel whole
My hands have touched and fed and caressed
To have this sense of touch
We are truly blessed
that touched my hips
that felt his lips
My hands have felt the soft caress
have touched my breast...
their nobleness
My hands have intertwined fingers with his received great access, to his heart
fully dressed
My hands have turned the pages to stories untold
And stories in action
how will they unfold
My hands have pulled and played
with his hair
then back to his heart
no feeling there
My hands have touched his cheeks
wiped away his tears
when he shared his deepest fears
My hands are like my eyes that have seen
that have touched so much
from the food that feeds
and deeper, the souls that bleed
and cry out to be held
My hands have gently rocked away
the need to cry out, to yell
My hands have made quiet storms
that brew from stress and frustration
Bringing calm and peace to many situations
My hands have been an extension of my soul
Making self and others feel whole
My hands have touched and fed and caressed
To have this sense of touch
We are truly blessed
Photo By: Ty Swint
STAINED Things undecorated
not complicated
Stripped down
BARE
So you can truly see
what's really there
Wood
Heart
Tree
Earth
SOUL
all unclothed
STAINED
There were others there before
Footprints
Sand
Sanding down
With no one out
but still we hear their sounds
TOGETHER
Apart
Pull up together
Sturdy, legs
STRONG
Will we feel today forever?
Who built you
What did their hands feel
their eyes see
from how long ago?
how is it that you still stand
BE
and what will you become again
ALONE
or with others
passed down from a grandma
to a mother
And like now
will we learn from what we feel
what we see
will we feel and change beyond this moment
or once it's all
OVER
will we go back to
decorating, masking our stained truths
become once again decorated
and buried
in the same ignorance
and ignored
forgetting this feeling
this time
these moments
and just be covered, decorated once more
in a beauty
that's really not
Flowers, lace, tablecloths,
happy pictures
covering the table's top
Hiding the stains once again
until we're stripped down
and faced with another end
Will we just
PRETEND
ain't no stains
This table is stable
decorated so beautifully
can't you see?
No matter how lovingly it's decorated
it still remains
STAINED
©2020 Ty Swint, Sweetheart Word Empress
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{Don't Touch Me There by Ty Swint}
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I stand before her
remembering where she was before
Holding on no matter how wrong
unable to let go
Her divorced sacrifices have been so many
But what she has gained has been so much more, Plenty
Plenty planting into her soul
New things growing
The rebirth of the old
The she she left behind
Her weakened
her blind
spirit, coming back to life
Relishing in all that she is
Her own self-love
Relishing in her God-given light
Reclaiming her shine
Her passions and purpose
Moving forward on
Continuing to strengthen her once weakened backbone
I stand before her
she stands before me
STRONG
WOMAN
LOVINGLY
🙏
💪
👑
💛
💝
💖
📝
🎨
Poem By: Ty Swint
Sunday, November 5, 2017 6:37 p.m. CST
And not so solid ground
Grounds me
In such a noisy world
Quiets the vibrations and pulls on my heart, my soul
Reminding me to, for a small time
Relinquish my goals
And just be
Tune into self
Appreciate all that I am
And all that I have
Wanting for nothing or no one else
Being still, having enough
Thankful, grateful
Just to be
Free
Me
Myself
🙏📝
🌸
💃
Poem By: #TySwint
11/25/17 1:01 p.m.⏰
But what she has gained has been so much more, Plenty
Plenty planting into her soul
New things growing
The rebirth of the old
The she she left behind
Her weakened
her blind
spirit, coming back to life
Relishing in all that she is
Her own self-love
Relishing in her God-given light
Reclaiming her shine
Her passions and purpose
Moving forward on
Continuing to strengthen her once weakened backbone
I stand before her
she stands before me
STRONG
WOMAN
LOVINGLY
🙏💪👑💛💝💖📝🎨Poem By: Ty Swint
Sunday, November 5, 2017 6:37 p.m. CST
The earth beneath my feet
Even if it's just concreteAnd not so solid ground
Grounds me
In such a noisy world
Quiets the vibrations and pulls on my heart, my soul
Reminding me to, for a small time
Relinquish my goals
And just be
Tune into self
Appreciate all that I am
And all that I have
Wanting for nothing or no one else
Being still, having enough
Thankful, grateful
Just to be
Free
Me
Myself
🙏📝🌸💃Poem By: #TySwint
11/25/17 1:01 p.m.
⏰
⏰
Sun on my face
Shadow on my back
Gotta keep moving on down this road
Knowing there is nothing that I lack
God has given me everything
And it's up to me to use my resources
And be the reason why I sing
Wanting more from this crazy thing called life, but needing not a thing
Gotta keep on moving forward
Turning back only to see how far I've come
And to learn
What can I do better
How can I better serve
How can I give more
Without losing myself
Can't go down that road again
Giving so much, going in one direction
That seemed to never end
Reciprocation, the power of no
Self love, perhaps is the best way to ascend
No approval, no applause
Just living your purpose and passion
That is the reason why, THE CAUSE
Poem By: #TySwint📝
Monday, November 27, 2:24 a.m.
And it's up to me to use my resources
And be the reason why I sing
Wanting more from this crazy thing called life, but needing not a thing
Gotta keep on moving forward
Turning back only to see how far I've come
And to learn
What can I do better
How can I better serve
How can I give more
Without losing myself
Can't go down that road again
Giving so much, going in one direction
That seemed to never end
Reciprocation, the power of no
Self love, perhaps is the best way to ascend
No approval, no applause
Just living your purpose and passion
That is the reason why, THE CAUSE
Poem By: #TySwint
📝Monday, November 27, 2:24 a.m.
I am my mother's daughter
Proudly I am we, without her there is no me
I celebrate every woman
We are magic
We are love
We are like angels scent down from above
I've watched us make something out of nothing
bloom in the absence of love
Grow beyond measure even when we were tethered and bruised
Nothing can stop her, she is woman, a name misused,
confused for weakness, just a little something for ones amusement, cooking and pleasures
yet she is much more, for her greatness there is no measure
I applaud every single one of you, YOU, woman, you are a treassure.
Poem/Photo By: Ty Swint
yet she is much more, for her greatness there is no measure
I applaud every single one of you, YOU, woman, you are a treassure.
Poem/Photo By: Ty Swint
Why are you even here
Why do you whisper those
Sweet nothings in my ear
Why do you touch me
In that way
Why do you go
When I want you to stay
How can you feel my heart beat
My flesh and also my mind
How can you feel these things
Yet still decline
My soul's invitation
my heart's call to you
Where is your response
Why is it not the same
The way my body aches
And yearn for you
I feel FOOLISH
Yet I am not ashamed
For the invitation I offered
For you to be mine
I think I get it
We're on different paths
I'm walking hand and hand with you
On a moonlit night on the beach
You're on another part of the map
It's plain to see
But I asked, I danced the danced
Of the self proclaimed
Hopeful Romantic
And it's ok
As Eryka Badhu, do what she do
and as I sang what she sang
"I guess I'll see you next lifetime"
Perhaps things will be different
Perhaps they'll be the same
However I get the feeling
My heart will offer another invitation
She'll remember this flame
The palpitations of every heart's beat
From your scent, your touch, your smile, your stare
The invitation you offered without even knowing
You put an invitation out there
📝: The Invitation
By: Ty Swint
⏰: Tuesday, March 20, 2018, 8:00 P.M.
📷: http://www.kanenphotography.com
⏰: Tuesday, March 20, 2018, 8:00 P.M.
📷: http://www.kanenphotography.com
⏰
Laid my heart on the line
One mo gain
Fixin my crown
Yet again
Before this year ends
Ghetto Queens
We turn nightmares
Into dreams
💔👑⏰🎉☀🌸⭐🌙🌈
Lyrics/Poem By: Ty Swint
I hope you look in the mirror
And see the beauty inside of you
I hope you look in the mirror
And love your reflection too
I hope you look in the mirror
With desires to be nobody else
I hope you look in the mirror
And truly love yourself
Written By: Ty Swint
Copyright (c) MyTy Productions, ASCAP📝
😊🙏
Song: Beautiful
🎼
🎶
🎤
Photo By: Ty Swint
📷
Fixin my crown
Yet again
Before this year ends
Ghetto Queens
We turn nightmares
Into dreams
💔👑⏰🎉☀🌸⭐🌙🌈
Lyrics/Poem By: Ty Swint
And see the beauty inside of you
I hope you look in the mirror
And love your reflection too
I hope you look in the mirror
With desires to be nobody else
I hope you look in the mirror
And truly love yourself
Written By: Ty Swint
Copyright (c) MyTy Productions, ASCAP
📝😊🙏Song: Beautiful
🎼🎶🎤Photo By: Ty Swint
📷
You feel like forever
like the air that I breathe
You feel like just right
like the sunlight
and the morning breeze
✨💛
☀🙏💖
💘📝🎨
By: Ty Swint
like the air that I breathe
You feel like just right
like the sunlight
and the morning breeze
✨💛☀🙏💖💘📝🎨By: Ty Swint
The free bohemian soul dressed more like the first lady of the church {say Amen}
And the straps she'd rather use for bondage
Became the straps that strangled her soul
She could not go on this way any longer
She had to let go
She had to become again that being she once knew
Woman
Carefree
Bold
Leo
herself FULLY without reflections of you
And it is in these moments
that I feel the tears come
When I stop long enough
to love & appreciate
all that I am
When I let go of my ego
No planning, no thoughts of
what to wear
But rather when I shed my
worldly clothing
feel naked and unafraid
bold instead of meek
Most humbled by the ground
beneath my feet
The wind in my hair
the stillness of my heart
that doesn't swat the fly
but let it dance on my arm
til it is ready to depart
Connected to all that is around me
Freely
Lovingly
Without judgement
It is in these moments of
Calm & love & peace
That I feel connected
Human
Whole
~ Ty Swint
There's this vibrational pull of my heart
Telling me to go
Telling me to start
Yet again,
But my mind says NO
💖
💙💛
Telling me to start
Yet again,
But my mind says NO
💖💙💛
💔
Blossom wildflower
Bloom
Open to receive love
Into a heart that holds
Plenty of room
Freely growing
Moving about
A quiet vision
No need to shout
Blossom wildflower
Bloom
Bloom
Open to receive love
Into a heart that holds
Plenty of room
Freely growing
Moving about
A quiet vision
No need to shout
Blossom wildflower
Bloom
SHE BLOOMS
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