While Your Heart Breaks While your heart breaks I must take this shovel and keep digging. While that tear drops I must sit atop my mound of clay chip away at the decay of immorality left by those who blunder in the name of crusades. While you are happy that your world is not so unhappy I will carve my joy from dirt. While you pray for us to find our way we will dig a path way trench. While you feel blessed to come from the west I dig my feet on the mountain side to find my peace when I face that test. While you feel priviledged know that I will still survive.
Category: Poetry Corner
It’s Okay,
It's Okay, It's okay, we aren't friends but I still love you. I wish you the best and I pray God takes care of you. It's okay, we will never be "good" but I will uplift you as a real sister should. It's oaky, that you hurts me so bad, I wont turn on you I will set you free. It's okay, we will never be "cool" unlike you I wont be cruel but I will never be your fool for you to school.
Peenie Wallie
Peenie Wallie
I spread my bioluminescence self
you cannot contain me.
You see me before you can scent me
your reward is my presence.
I dim for no one
I am second to none.
Against your will
you are drawn to me
I light your way to see
your own destiny.
Small axe cut down big tree
that's me
On my wings you will be free.
It Will be Worth It
It Will Be Worth It That pool of sweat and grime that you are swimming in, it won't drown you, it will give you life. That rush of blood, marrow and spleen that attacks you will not silence you they are fuel to propel you. You think you are defeated and you wish you had retreated back into the hole to lick your wounds and console yourself. But if you just stay awhile, face this trial head first to quench the thrist of those dreams waiting to be seen. Just wait it will be worth it after all when you are redeemed.
Self-Love Recipe
Self-Love Recipe Let's make a self-love recipe. All you will need is a little bit of: admitting you're beautiful, dusting off your strength and wearing it, keeping your promises to youself, set your boundries, then let it all go.
Fixed Smile
Fixed Smile "Nuh every kin teet ah laff" I sit transfixed at how easy it is to lie with your eyes. I know you don't mean what you say when you say it with that smile. That dead eyed smile flat not furled to whisper even a colour of glee. Just that smile that holds no compromise.
There is No Seat
There is No Seat I stood at the door looking for the shore to lay my anchor down. I see the warmth directed everywhere, but there is none for me. I peek inside rooted at the threshhold and see, all of those chairs looking back at me. But there is no seat avaliable for me, and like that one tremulous dew drop I quiver, cold, alone. I turn the way I came,looked back at this once familar and loved scene. I cannot stay. I must find my chair out there.
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