Who does she think she is?
She does not belong here.
This is not the Ghetto..
She does not belong here.
Is she like, lost or something?
Can she not find her way home?
Who told her that this campus
was here for her to roam?
Walking to the front of the class
like she'll last more than a year
prepared to learn and eager she is
but the girl doesn't belong here.
She should've went down south
to an all black institution
That way she won't stand out
and make no contribution
Taking up all this space
for no important reason
give it next semester and,
she be gone like the season
It's been a couple of years
and that Black girl is still here
Still making her way towards the front
knowing good and well that she does not belong here
How does she even pay tuition?
Does even know who her father is?
Does she know that her tactics aren't working
and her time here is useless?
She is not going to graduate
I'm surprised she made it through high school
Might as well go on back to the hood,
get pregnant, and marry a fool.
Here she is again,
wearing the same cap and gown as I
Walking up front to the pulpit
How did she make it and why?
What is this girl talking about?
It doesn't matter what she is
I'll always be better.
Steady trying to prove a point
all up in my my world
It doesn't matter what she does
she's still a Black Girl.
I think about you every hour throughout my day/ I dont know what it is about you that makes me feel this way?/ but I want to let you know Im going to try to comprehend them in the nest few wrods that I say......
Dam girl I stillcant belive you my boo....after all the drunk bull-sit I put you threw/ You make me better at everything girl I cannot lose/ Right now you the only woman that I choose/ You bring light to my rez life blues/ You make ,my heart beat faster than it normally moves I dont life being alone because I'm better off when my life is spent in two's/ Without your pretty face around girl I dont know what I would really want to do/ No matter what mi lady because this poem ws written just for you my sweet beautiful boo........
Is her name,
getting into everything,
is her game,
she's as bright,
and as fresh,
as new fallen snow,
and I love to watch her,
as she grows,
her curiosity beats it all,
she's 3 feet tall,
her blue eyes sparkle,
when she's done something wrong,
and you can never be mad at her,
all that long,
her beautiful smile,
will make you weak,
she's being a sneak,
you can't help but love,
that sweet little girl,
with straw colored hair,
and bouncing curls.
There was a girl who lived a secret life,
they said she only came out at night.
Gone in the day, so no one would see her face,
but she had no reason to be ashamed.
They called her the angel of the night,
beautiful face covered with moon light.
A young girl, so shy,
would be gone as soon as it got bright.
As soon as it grew silent,
as darkness fell,
this girl would come out,
everyone staring as if they were under a spell.
There she goes walking up the street,
everyone watching like its something they've never seen.
though people did wonder if it was just a dream,
they still looked out there window to see the same thing.
They called her the angel of the night beauty lit up by moon light.
Because of me is it?
It was all my Fault was it?
I did Everything for you to love me,
I did Everything for you to accept me,
I did it all because I love you
But why?How could you?!
You left and break the Promise,
Which you were suppose to not Break it,
Your words were all a Lie was it?
And This is Just a Game then you`ll end it
I was just a Replacement,My Love
and YOU slap it on my Face like how it hurts
I tried and Tried to Move on,
But it still hurts
You were Mad because of a Worthless Lie,
You were mad just like how someone Died
But My Dear,You don`t need to Prove it on me
`cause I know I`m not the perfect one to thee
And Now may I tell you this,
That my Love is never Ending,
Whenever you hurt me
It just makes me love you more...
It makes me Feel heaven to fall for you,
But your life was in hell when I did too
So now I`m leaving and won`t come back
Because you left me Because of me.
I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.
I had gotten to that stage,
Where true love was but a mirage.
When one is hurt too many times
By these daughters of Eve,
The heart must surely cease to give
Until such a time as right
To smile again and see the light.
Miranda, fairest of them all
Adored our trips to the mall.
I could tell from her charming eyes
That her love would be my demise,
So I fled with what coins I had left,
For her love was akin to theft.
That was when I met my Nora.
By all that’s sweet, she had an aura!
Pretty young thing, genteel with her voice,
Of many boys she was the choice.
Flawless, petite, her looks were fine.
I swore by love to make her mine.
Lovely were those nights we shared.
But like I’m sure you must have heard,
The flawless ones are just as marred within.
She had a love affair with gin.
Then came the age of Olivia,
The sight of whom did make me shiver.
Kind with words, light on her feet,
The kind of girl you’d love to meet.
Many were those that saw the sight
Of our love, both day and night.
Looks of envy, of jealousy
I mistook them all to be,
For they were looks of pity,
As it turned out my Olivia
Was liberal with her Banana.
Pauline rescued me from distress,
Mended me like a seamstress.
I gave my heart, to her my all,
I felt so bad she fled with Paul.
Was at the base, looking up,
When I saw a damsel stop.
Lovely, round, Quinta was her name.
Her looks were calm, her manners tame
I really wished she’d stay the same,
But to when she left, from when she came,
Deception was her only game.
My path to love had been so rough,
So hard, rugged, it made me tough.
It wasn’t long ‘fore I met Rose,
Pretty, sweeter by the dose.
To her I took an instant liking.
But once we went bike riding,
She met a long lost cousin,
T’wards whom she showed uncanny liking.
Well, that was fair, or so I thought,
Till the day in bed, them both I caught.
Like I said, I’d become tough
And her little act was not enough
To get this old stallion
Weep from pain and feel alone.
I marched right on.
The wind brought in Sylvia,
So pious, in love with prayer.
Nearly was I fooled
By her style, the way she schooled.
Saintly demon she proved to be,
Sworn to stay the same eternally.
Thelma just didn’t get it right.
She lit a quarrel, then a fight.
Her seasoning too was prone to loiter.
It’s thanks to her I’m free from goiter!
Ursula, a foreign girl I met,
Was close to base and thickly set.
Many were the times her mind was set
On losing all my savings in a bet.
She saw no bars,
She kept no laws.
The time we shared was but a loss.
Why all this fuss?
Why all this pain?
I held them all in such disdain,
And swore by life I would detain
My heart with bonds of chain
Till came that time when girls be sane.
At last it came, or so I thought,
As Vanessa, misfortune brought.
Her looks were fine,
Her smile was nice,
But all she knew to make was rice.
Winifred too followed the cue,
And like you know I wish I knew,
She was a night rider,
A hidden foe, a crouching tiger.
Many were the nights
My phone will ring,
And I’d hear the same song sing:
“Winnie got drunk and hit the gutter,
By all that’s holy, please come get her.”
Xena was one like none I’d met.
She broke a lie without a sweat.
I recall one time I heard
Her on the phone, caught every word.
“Who was that?” I had to ask.
It proved to be no sweating task!
“It was my dad”, I think she said,
But she forgot her dad was dead!
I had to go, I could not stand
The way her stories sank in sand.
Yvonne, this girl I met in school,
Had eyes that made you drool.
I did her bid, I played her fool,
It’s sad to know I was her tool.
Zenobia, legs that wouldn’t stop,
Passed by and made my molars drop!
Scantily clad, she caught my eye,
That’s how it works, don’t ask me why!
I loved her gold and blue hair dye.
This was it, I’d found my love
Sent to me from up above.
But she was a business woman
Out to sell to the richest man.
“Does love exist?” I asked myself.
I should just shove it on a shelf.
Please don’t conclude, don’t get me wrong,
I love the ladies, mind not my song.
Just an art, nothing negative,
So please let’s not get sensitive.
This is fun, it’s all a joke.
That was me just being a bloke!
I thought of myself as a damsel in distress,
As someone who needed saving,
And as I fell deeper and deeper I wondered who would catch me.
Time passed and as I fell I saw a sliver of light,
I tore back the paper and realized I could fight my own fight.
I could save myself.
I don’t need superman to sweep me off my feet,
I just need me.
Because ‘ME’ is who I want to be and ‘ME’ wants to be free,
And how can I be free if I keep expecting someone else to save me?
I don’t need a man.
I don’t need to hold your hand.
I don’t need you to help me stand.
I CAN wear the cape,
I CAN rock the tights,
I CAN fly.
I CAN do it ALL,
As long as I remember,
I’m not the damsel in distress,
I don’t need you to catch my fall,
I CAN do it all.
Betroth her to me,
If she will never stop amazing my spirit.
Bring her to me,
If she will never stop beautifying my heart.
Hand her to me,
If she will never stop spoiling me with love.
Entrust her to me,
If she will never stop till she fight my war.
Leave her to me,
If she will never wish for my death before the hour.
Send her to me,
Let our hands lock in wed.
Send her to me,
Let our oneness soul united.
The same girl that you feel in
love with....just that this girl or
that girl who im now to you has
a broken heart but hey like you
always said okay...the word that
I hated but now I say it to you
okay im going to move on
< >A child is born and with pride
they say 'its a girl'
a baby girl grows to a little girl
that little girl grows to be a girl
then comes a teenage girl
this beautiful rose blooms desirably to a woman
have you ever wondered what makes a woman a woman
is a woman defined by her past
can one's child wood complete an identity
is a woman defined by her life experiences
is it this invisible warmth this gender turns to have?
as nature takes its cause
child bearing is life threatening game
still a woman takes an oath to be a woman
she never wonders what she might have done
to deserve to be a woman
woman are for ever proud to be who they are
The wind blows as if it has something to say
Almost as if to warm me to stay away
I brush it off like a speck of dust
For what I'm feeling is more than lust
I won't say it's love
Or a message from above
But what it is, is even more
Ever since you had me begging on the floor
Yet I hear the wind, very clearly now
It went from a whisper, to practically a shout
Thy wind is scary, but very honest
It guides me through all the tests
It leads the way, never steering me wrong
Thus its message sounds like a song
When you listen close you'll hear the melody
I wish to open my eyes, but I'm in fright of what I may see
So I follow the wind
All the way to the end
And when it's time for it to go
The wind's soar starts to slow
Now it is but a gentle breeze
Making it easier to breath
I open my eyes and there you are
Shining bright like a new born star
I take a chance and come real close
For I have not a single reason to boast
If not for the whispering of the wind
I may have strayed, and fallen to sin
But it showed me all the right paths to follow
And its message left me no longer Hollow
By: Cody J. Davidson
I find myself
at odd intervals
I'm that girl
with crazy dreams and a heart full of nails
I'm the girl no one knows
and if you listen real close
you might figure out this is all a dream
something make believe
and if I erase myself out
will you put yourself in?
I'm sure you have all these lies to tell about my soul
and if you pay attention you could learn something
dancing with yourself at odd intervals you could be the person nobody knows.
Their is A Girl I Know That Always Made Me Feel Funny inside..
Yes I siad "Funny Inside"
this Girl that I always wished that she Could be By My Side.
I Kissed this Girl Before. And thought "She my as well pull thee Trigger"
Because it has been killing me To know That we will Never be Together.
WE shared Many Memories and seen many butterflies as well as Bee's
ONE thing we wont see is Us Growing old Together and Making Our Family Tree.
How could A Girl Make me Feel such a way, for Years now as I just watch her drift away.
A Girl I will Never forget Because In my Heart She will Always have a place To Stay!
Help me im trapped in a sea of depression.
This sea looks like it shall never end.
I kept swimming for a long time.
Then I saw you, You in the boat.
You picked me up and nutured me back to health.
You allowed me to live on your ship for as
long as i wanted.
That all changed.
You threw me back into the pit.
Even though i'm still swimming to get to you.
You are already gone.
But i will keep swimming until i find you.
Hopefully you will accept me into your life again.
For now though, I am swimming for you.
And I will keep swimming until my life comes
To a stop.
I'll never be a cure as temporary,
For someone's lifetime old injury,
No!I'm not a passing by fairy,
I'm searching for a lifetime crony,
Not a selfish temporary story,
So go mess someone else's sensibility
Using your pretty petty.
Casey, your a friend that is never forgettable. Your like the sun that always shines down on
me and brightens up my day. Guys have dreams and my dream came true by meeting you.
your hugs send warmth to my heart and without u my life isn’t complete. Your smile, hugs,
just everything about you makes my life want to go on and never give up. Just thinking of
you makes a guys heart flow with love and character, without you the world isn’t completer
What I see is a girl that was lost till I found her and I wont ever let her get lost
again because she was the one that my heart wouldn’t let go.
Your more then everything to me and no girl could ever replace u because you’re the one
who keeps my blood flowing and keeps me warm when it could be freezing outside. Your love
for me is so strong that even my dreams dream about you
Everybody was after them back in the day
I tell them this is not the King, you can't have it your way
I still have them and they are still sought after
When I wear them, I don't understand the laughter
A policeman stopped me and gave me a fine
He said I was violating the noise ordinance with my Manderin Orange Calvin
My niece is due to inherit them for her generation to enjoy
They are unisex, made for a girl or a boy
I try to make sure that disco is still rockin'
Right now I am jammin' on the song Jive Talkin
I am wearing a shirt the color of red tomatoes off the vine
This shirt will go well with my Manderin Orange Calvin Kleins
I have to dig a chest to find my three inch platform heel shoes
The color has kept well, the brilliant Robin Egg Blue
The shoes are tight, but the read a size nine
What a great combination of clothes all built around my Manderin Orange Calvin
As I go to a club to dance, I clear the floor
A bouncer shows me kindly to the door
I wonder what did I do wrong to deserve this
I lift my arms and smell my pits
A girl calls me Austin Powers and tells me I am way ahead of my time
I tell her it must be my shirt or shoes, I know it can't be my Manderine Orange
I guess I will move to a place where they show pity
Maybe a place where I can fit in, I know such a place, it is called Sioux City
Maybe then I can get the respect I most certainly deserve
I will wear my Argyle socks and throw them Sioux Cityans a curve
I hear the Carmens and Brewers are cousins of mine
They will all be jealous of my Manderin Orange Calvin Kleins
I must of wished upon a million stars and hoped on many things
The love that I was looking for couldn't compare to my every dream, The one girl I wanted was a mirage to my every thought
The one feeling I felt, the most I realized couldn't stop,
I would look upon the midnight stars where love was just a blur
Laying back in bed wondering who you were,
As my days and nights passed, I could feel the love fade
I started to realize, the girl of my dreams was never made,
I patiently waited, but my appearance was lonely
I started to realize, I was my one and only,
Nobody would accept me or look my way
So I feel to my knees and started to pray,
Dear God, I guess I wasn't meant for love or love wasn't meant for me I just wanted that special someone, who I could say was meant to be, I thank you Lord for all the blessings you gave
But the love that didn't exist, was something, I took to my grave.
Rose to a rose
I pick up a flower one day on a walk.
It stood there all a lone.
A pretty flower indeed.
A rose in was red in color.
Then I was thinking about any other flower she too was a rose.
Hair is so red that you would think the sky sets it a fire.
A rose for a rose I did consider. What a pretty way to say
I love you my rose.
I never thought that I would have to say goodbye, I always thougt that nothing would come
my way that I could not handle. Daddy and I used to work on the vehicles, cut wood, I was
his little girl. That all changed in July of 2003 when daddy forced me to touch and rub him in
places that no little girl should be touching. My thoughts changed that day on who my daddy
really was. I was scared and afraid to tell but I did and when I told daddy got taken to jail. I
was sent to live with my mom who didn't know how to react with the knowledge that her
daughter had been molested, counseling was no help the counselors were quak jobs. I seen
daddy at court hearing walking with gaurds on his sides and shackles on his feet and wrist.
That was the unforgettable for me. I had wrote a letter for daddy when it was his sentencing
day and it was not very nice. But that was before I understood that God wanted us to forgive
and forget. Now I forgive my daddy for what he did, but he will never know because he just
keeps messing up. You see daddy was set to get off probation January 2009 but he messed
up two months before and now daddy is sitting in prison. Daddy doesn't know that I care
about him, he thinks I hate his guts and never wanna see him again. However I know that
God is my Lord, and I know he will protect me. I will always be Daddy's Little Girl and I will
always love my daddy for ever and for always.
har jamane m hua h....jamane se chala h....
naa ruka h...naa thama h.....
bs chlta hi gya h......
hamesha hume bs tiraskar mila h.....
jamane se chala h...chlta hi gaya h....
na ruki m kabhi ...na thami m kabhi.....
bs samay ki aandhi....mujhe thmna hi pada h...
fariyad hi sahi......mera rona hi sahi....
na boli m kuch.....na kisi ne suna h...
sadiyo se hua h.....chlta hi gya h...
jamane se chala h...chlta hi chla h..
kyu pehchane na mujhe...koi jane na mujhe...
bs jo bhi mila h.....bs jalsa hi mila h...
WHY NOT A GIRL??
PEOPLE WISH FOR A BOY
NOT FOR A GIRL.
THEY PREFER A BOY
NOT A GIRL
THEIR BLESSINGS ARE FOR MALES
NOT FOR FEMALES..
THEY WOULD ACCEPT TO HAVE A BOY
NEVER A GIRL..
WHEN THEY NEED COURAGE…
THEY PRAY TO GODDESS DURGA
WHEN THEY DESIRE WEALTH
THEY PRAY TO GODDESS LAXMI
WHEN THEY DESIRE KNOWLEDGE
THEY PRAY TO GODDESS SARASWATI
THEN TEMME GUYZ
WHY THEY HESITATE TO HAVE A GODDESS IN THEIR FAMILY.???~~~
Why are you always laughing at me
Why do you call me names
Just because I'm so different from you, for you to drive me insane
hurting my brain
It saw an introverted me, closed up
I felt alone all through my secondary school
It made me stronger in later life, no one now treats me like a fool
It does hurt, it still hurts at times
bullies leave scars, permanent ones a memory it pops in ones my mind
I was the new girl yes, i was all in black, i
didn't fit in with the bullies persona, pretty girl yes, the prom queen, very popular ( couldn't do no wrong )
From the moment I walked in the main school door
I was seen as an inanimate object, another victim they where waiting for
It left a scar, cut me deep memories that i would rather of left behind
It's permanently etched into my mind
I've tried councillors, so many groups I knew so many were in the same position
I cried so many tears it's been ten years I remember still with a passion
I have to keep strong I had to take action
I have to face my demons no more would i let it show
Still I am that little girl inside I have to
To face, to conquer, to talk control of what once was before
Is the only way to move forward
To unlock that door
To open up, to face ones fears when bullied this one has to do
If you face up to all and show
others how they can be to
Yes this is easier said than done
Because the bully is usually one tough son of a gun
Try standing up to them they have something to hide
bullies have there own insecurities deep inside
Thats why this is the path that they choose
But face up to them surely they will lose
Be positive, never back down don't give in to this yes easier said than done
Because a bully is only a bully if you let him be one
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there is a girl in white
i see her every night
she watches over me and protects me from stray
i even feel her presence all through the day
there is a girl in white standing at my bed
she just stands there with nothing said
i never get her name
where she stands every night is the same
i know in my heart has i know to be true you see
God sent her down to watch over me
thank you god for being by my side
i have nothing to fear, there fore i don't have to hide
good night girl with the white dress
your my angel and sent from God you are nothing less
A few toys were her trade
standing on the side of the passage.
Bearing the daring of a beginner
she had being long hours frustrated.
Seaming week enough
a close forties male approach.
Never looking at the toys he whisper at her ear.
The toys were cheap
but the girl choose to have no price.
The man turned to go away.
But what a price is to buy if you care
for the one you wanted for party.!
The girl looked down at the toys in tears
wiping the edge of her sharp eye.
she will wear her heart on her sleeve
she can read anyone she meets
but shes irreplaceable
she will love you with her life
through the toil through the strife
even though you broke her heart
will you come and save her
will you be her knight
pick up her broken pieces tell her its all right
she is fighting through her tears
trying to make it real
fighting to find true love in you
she is drowning in her fears
questioning everything you say
is it real or is it false
don't throw this girl away
she is irreplaceable
will you save her
will you be her knight
pick up her broken pieces
tell her everything is all right
WAQT BEWAQT YAAD KOI AATI HAIN,
RAATE MERI YU HI AISE HI GUJAR JATI HAIN,
KHUSHI AUR GAM DONO MEIN WO SAATH NIBHATI HAIN,
PAR AKSAR USKI YAADEIN MUJHE TANHA CHOR JATI HAIN,
DIL MEIN WO MERE BASTI HAIN,
SAANSE MERI USSE MILNE KO TARASTI HAIN,
PAR YE WO KYU NAHI SAMAJHTI HAIN KI,
KISI KO USSE PYAAR HAIN,
KISI KO USKE EK HAAN KA INTZAAR HAIN
Who could this mysterious figure be?
Slamming beats in heart,
All I have is her napkin
and her face in my dreams.
She is like fire beating against the cylinders of my heart.
Somebody tell me!
Who is this Princess?
Who stole the heart of a basic outliner.
Do I hold any value
Cause you are a
million dollar bill
Guess it all depends
on the world view
Truth is im ill
Paper can be so
Life has set us
I'm in its left hand
while you're its
Know you're still in
You still make my
broken clock tick
Get in my head
Your that chick
Otherwise im brain
Truth is you deserve
Go and do what I
I'm failing gods
Just use my strength
10 bucks to anyone
who understands it
Edit - 8/9/14
I'm gonna just say
the meaning behind
it line by line
since no one gets
Am I worth anything
to this girl, she is
everything to me.
But then again that
depends on how
society views us two
standards of the
opposite sex is also
by social status.
I have issues.
Paper ( money ) can
be light and
but people would
really take care of
a million dollar
bill if it existed.
aka the girl
Weve been apart.
Im in a totally
different state of
mind and life then
she is now.
But she is still in
Shes still the one i
Am I still what she
I need her help to
escape my issues.
However I understand
why were apart and
you deserve the
Do life at its best
cause the girl
really is an
achiever and a great
Im failing but you
should continue to