If I should find space in your memoryonce the seconds have drained from my timeI pray I'm remembered just as I wasI hope I'm not placed too highNot keen on leaving a saintly reputeeven saints have sinned in their heartsDon't think the bad or the good of m...
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I know why the sky rolls on the edge of New OrleansThe blue billows like the waves of PontchartrainAngry waves, fervent ones, rise like dead from turquoise gravesCollapsing clouds with the force of hurricanesEve's approaching; rush, rush rushMust make arr...
She Buried Three
a woman's struggle with the loss of several children and her longing to be a motherMother tried her very best to tote my bones with care And sustain me with bread and good intentions, it was all that she could afford. She worried with each passing minute that my muscles were wasting away That my heart was not beating at its fullest stre...
His love has been shown With hurried kisses Balled up fists, Illicit cross town visits Forty years of foolishness, stark regret on both sides, bruises and black eyes and futile halfhearted tries It has taken its toll and I am far too old, To wait for thin...
I am the stranger in my house This wretched run-down shack This hovel with pests and peeling paint and dirt floors from front to backShards of glass from long broken windows Litter the furniture and floors But I never bother to sweep them up Cause it’s no...
The morning was no different Still very much the same Nothing unusual Not a thing out of place I awoke with the buzzer Which gifted me an hour And trudged down the hallway To my usual morning shower The mirror displayed the very same face And those extra...
You will not pour ice on my mic Just because my lesson burns You’re not allowed to shame me‘cause your mind's too closed to learn I refuse to change my words around Or remove a single phrase‘cause my message is a mirror That reflects your naked face Race,...
I’ll forever allow you to breathe my airI'd share my very last with youWhen you are away, I'd endeavor to sayThat the breaths that I take are too fewI love lying here with you like thisNo disruptions, no worries, no soundsJust the drum of our heartbeats d...
The sweet aroma from coconut shampoo Permeates the cells in the air I sit silently as she washes the silvery fuzz Which is all that remains of my hair All is quiet except the sound of the water Falling from my skin into itself And my eyes fix on the gauze...
Finding The Write Words
Young girl discovers that her writing loses its luster when she starts doing it for the wrong reasonShe lay across the naked twin mattress That was haphazardly placed on the floor Propping up her notebook on her bare, bony knees Scribbling random words; trying to make them say moreWords and the wonders she could create with them Had always been her true...
There was no mail in the box that dayJust a lonesome little noteIt was opulently dressed in a gold leaf sheatheGold wax stamped the back flap closedBlack calligraphy skillfully addressed The letter in care of my nameThe return address was markedly absentA...
I wonder if he knows thatI watch him while he sleeps Or that I’ve counted the auburn frecklesThat dot his nose and cheeks Or that I’ve managed to memorize Every single scar and line And that my eyes trace the bend of his brows Burning their arches into my...
I think there must be a million birds Outside my window today Urgently squeaking and squalling and calling Like they have something salient to say My brief experiences with these creatures Have always been the same Move within five feet of them And they s...
Hate and Circumstance
Never judge because we all have a story that makes us who we are or pretend to be!He sits in front of his bedroom window A street light illuminating his face Conniving a dangerous and deadly scheme In the name of preserving his raceHe devotes no thought to right or wrong Morality has no place His only concern is with the task at hand I...
A faded black and white photograph Captures the gleaming grins of a family Soft light ricochets off their shiny cheeks and teeth A dark stain sits in the snapshot’s left margin It’s a smudge that represents a secret That they’d give their lives to keep Bu...