Mingoao Ba

Info

City: Brooklyn
  Offline

News

Mingoao Ba updated their profile on Aug 21, 2023 at 12:23pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Mingoáo Bą's poem, When Jimi Played on Oct 01, 2018 at 6:45pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Mingoáo Bą's poem, MINDFUCK TERRORISM on Jul 26, 2018 at 3:38pm.
commented on Mingoáo BÄ…'s poem entitled, "Do Not Stop For Death." on Apr 10, 2017 at 8:08pm.
commented on Mingoáo BÄ…'s poem entitled, "Do Not Stop For Death." on Mar 27, 2017 at 11:27am.
added a poem entitled, "Voice" on Mar 09, 2017 at 10:48pm.
commented on Mingoáo BÄ…'s poem entitled, "When Jimi Played." on Mar 07, 2017 at 3:03pm.
commented on Shane Fisher's poem entitled, "Aokigahara Sailor." on Jan 17, 2017 at 7:12pm.
commented on Shane Fisher's poem entitled, "Aokigahara Sailor." on Jan 17, 2017 at 7:11pm.
commented on Leanza Garcia's poem entitled, "Seasons." on Jan 17, 2017 at 7:03pm.

Comments

Add Comment

No comments exist for this person yet.

Friends

My Pinned

...
My Favourite Colo...

poem by Mingoao Ba

I like blues of all hues and infancy cerulean and aqua and turquoise and ash navy and baby and Persian and sky indigo and powder the bluest of flames azure and midnight and cobalt and rain... Read more

...
Boneyard

poem by Mingoao Ba

I'm way beyond the insanity of my madness that sometimes . . my nights last for days I stand in this boneyard lit by the glare of past despair I'm veiled in mist and haze and never-ending days visions illumin... Read more

...
MINDFUCK TERRORISM

poem by Mingoao Ba

I'm none of the things they say I am or think I am They don't know me . . ! I'm gonna start shit . . . and hurt feelings Silence . . ! - should be a war crime I embrace my darkness . . my darkside I love my hidden self... Read more

...
Invisible

poem by Mingoao Ba

Maybe my voice has been or is just a never-ending echo of poetry once recited in a moment ... Read more

Creativity

...
Do Not Stop For D...

poem by Mingoao Ba

chance the moment risk every opportunity to do the impossible paint every sunset revere . . . every sunrise mount its canvas shine ~ a light into the darkness and hope to find new things drink the win... Read more

...
When Jimi Played

poem by Mingoao Ba

It seems like only yesterday when left hand chords played an euphonic melody a melody . . of the way things used to be of flights of fancy on flower ships and acid trips illusions of innocence And the best we co... Read more