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I am AnjanaƩ Shadai Crump. A very Down-to-Earth, poetic person. I visualize and capture everything through a lense. Almost nothing in my world is not picture worthy. My photos tell a tale. I am usually the one in front of the camera also. Just using the skills i've acquired to spread a message. This is what makes me happy. I need no title or letter of certification to justify that. Every picture here is my own, unless stated otherwise. There's something here for everyone to relate to. (Please check out---> My Poetry (click)


How do you kiss the lips of a lover who’s grazed them upon the body of another? How do you look into his eyes with the same pride as before, knowing he used that same look to undress that whore? That five minute whore has built up and locked all doors that I once tore down. Got me down and out and stuck on the ground.. what am I supposed to do now, when I cant even look at you and smile.. When I cant even think of you without thoughts of that whore lingering around.. I can always forgive you, but I can never forget, thats why I always asked you to never do that shit.. because I still love you but its the thought of another I cant live with.. I dont know how we’ll ever hug, touch or kiss, how could it ever be special if you could share it with that bitch.. that five minute bitch got the same things you gave me.. it drives me crazy to think i’ll ever accept them again, and I have little doubt you’ll ever do it again, but that simple knowledge wont put my feelings to end.. feeling like we cant ever be friends.. but knowing you’re a changed man and deserve a second chance.. but as of now, feeling like I cant ever hold those hands, cant ever unbutton those pants, cant ever kiss those lips, cant ever hand you those hips… I can never be that bitch. I can never forget that bitch. -sadecru

"Regret. Seeing the small picture. Focusing on the problem . Forgetting why you fell in love to begin with. Forgetting how much they meant to you, all of the things they taught you, all of the love they gave you. Forgetting all of the smiles and laughter you both shared. Not only forgetting but refusing to see those things. Instead of remembering how much love you had, grieving over how much love you lost. Grieving over what could have been instead of being thankful for what was. Looking on the bad side of things instead of the long list of good. Giving into the pain and becoming a victim of it. Purposely finding reasons to hate them in order to boost yourself up a couple of steps. Making them out to be pure evil and lowering their worth in order to give yourself reason not to hurt and convince yourself that they were never worth it anyways. Undermining and setting fire to everything there was because you loved it so much, because it made you feel so good and its no longer there. Wishing you’d never had any of it at all. Carrying on the burden to hate them at least half as bad as they hurt you, to make them feel 10 times worse as you. To somehow get back at them. Looking back and dismissing your own judgement as being stupid. Going back and picking apart your whole relationship. Hoping that you wasted your time.. trying to desperately forget instead of forgive. Subconsciously holding yourself back because they’ve moved on. Thats regret. Its a selfish and bitter thing. You will not get over a relationship if you do that. Instead, take it and run. Dont overstay your welcome and get upset when someone crosses the finish line before you. Instead be proud of how far you’ve came and all of the fun you had along the way. Walk away with a smile on your face. Dont burn the pictures you took, dont forget it ever happened. Look back at what you learned and what you can do better next time. And even if you dont win the next one.. take it and run.
People come and go. If the time comes to leave, let it be. Be greatful for the time you had, no matter the reason they left. If you gave them your best, you have no reason to regret. Dont use that as an excuse to regret, see yourself as the better person instead. You are a loving person. You shared your heart and they shared theirs. Its a beautiful thing, dont make it ugly. Take it as another adventure along your journey, and move on."
  sadecru

A woman Yes I am one. Indefinite and intuitive Intriguing to some With the sway of my hips And the shape of my lips No one is the same as another one The way that I smile The joy that I bring Enough to turn a few heads The shine of my nails The way my hair curls A woman Yes I am one. My musical voice My confident poise My hugs My kisses My heart Im built to share To love and to care A woman Yes I am one. The hand that I give The lives that I change The diamonds I have For all of my rings With two open ears I see and I hear A woman Yes I am one. -sadecru