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Best Poems Written by Tora Simpson

Below are the all-time best Tora Simpson poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Dark Skin, Nappy Hair

My dark skin is beautiful
My nappy hair is styled with care
That is my view of natural features
Blessed I am, to share

Time travel to another place
Kings and queens have a similar face

So why I am forced to face degrading images
skin-bleached relatives and mind-shackled people
who think that their dark skin, nappy hair
is something to be traded
that it is jaded

Confused thoughts
Lead people to self hatred
not only for themselves
but for anyone wearing the darkening pigment

And why the confusion?

Because we of dark complexion
and finely curled hair
must be daft, be fool
be anything but intellectual and schooled

Don't you see how we have been fooled?..

Take a look
Look deep in the mirror
See what you uncover
Beneath bewildered stares at your hair
Turnt up noses at your clothes
Beneath all the physical woes
See the King, the Queen
ready, waiting to claim the throne

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We Rise

I rise
You rise
Meeting every hour,  every day
Making the best of the moments
so they don't go to waste

I rise
You rise
On full head of dreams
Sometimes teary eyes
Yet still, we rise

I rise
You rise
Toiling soil until our fruits of labor arise
Sometimes they appear disguised
Ill shaped, presenting a surprise
But still we rise

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Daddy

The laughter,the tears
the smiles, the frowns
they come, and they go like a spark
but through it all
one thing remains
the love you constantly display
in your own special way.

Toiling away with barely time to share your heart
it sometimes so hard to just share a thought

You go way beyond and above
for the ones you love
and I just want you to know
that you are appreciated
and we are grateful for all you do

Anyone can be a dad
but it takes a special someone,
a caring and loving man
to be a great father.

No matter the ups and downs
you are always there
You are daddy, dad, father 
and there is no other that could ever fill your shoes

Happy Fathers Day

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Mother

She is strong but also weak
with that beautiful smile
so graceful and meek
Her touch is soft
and her words ever so sweet
Never a dull moment
always bright and sometimes lenient
with a positive outlook
even when it's clearly out of the books
She wipes the tears, and forces the smiles
touches the heart
and never you dare cross her child
Mother, Mama, Mom, Mommy
the many names that she goes by
All quite fitting for the warrior inside
with the love giving and super healing ways
she never makes a mistake
Even when you thought she was wrong
give it a day and you'll realize exactly what she was trying to say all along ( you soon realize she was right all along)
She is the all knowing, all loving, super talented and magical gift from the God above

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I'M Okay

I'm Okay
I've been Okay
and I will be Okay in the end

I'm Okay
I'm Okay with tomorrow being a mystery
Here's to saying goodbyes and reading ancient history
I'm Okay because I have all I need within me

I'm Okay
you don't have to play all this hypocrisy
I'm Okay
cause now I won't worry about what you think of me

I'm Okay
heck yes, cause I'm finally feeling free
I'm Okay
doesn't matter what you want do or say, to or about me

I'm Okay
because tomorrow is a brand new day
and today is a gift-wrapped present
and I'm ready to live it all so freely
all without your 'two-cents'
which always seem to lack positivity

O yes
I'm Okay
I'm gonna be just that and more today

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Meditation-Soul Awakening

All we need is meditation
so don't go calling for no medication
The truth has been waiting for resurrection
so do it some justice and pay attention

The time has come to for our true self projection
so make sure you hold on, cause the ride will get bumpy and cause for some - ejection
as long as there is no self rejection
we will all find our selves in the right direction
for our unique soul prescription

so be strong and roar
roar your loudest roar
make them wonder whats new in the air
and then you quietly say
oh nothing my dears
just a soul awakening over here

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On My Mind

What is it about love that makes us laugh unpredictably,  cry uncontrollably and dance unendingly .
The happy times,  they seem so far away..
but I know they were just yesterday..
Yesterday when I held your hand in mine
And felt your warm breath in my ear...
Where,  tell me please...where and when did we leave there?

Too hard to let go
Too scared to make a change
But something had to give..
We were going to make or break 
It was up to us to choose.

But what happens when its the latter you choose?
Where do the emotions go
where does love and memories hide
What does your mind and your heart do,  
What do they do to get over you?

Getting back to loving me
But the thoughts of you, they linger sometimes
The words I never said
The things I hoped would grow
They all stir inside
Turning everything in my soul

Have we lost it forever
A faint past, only left for reminiscing.
Could it be that it is all lost forevermore 
Never to be remembered and just left to be no more

Sometimes I think if it were meant to be
You would somehow, come along and find me
Tell me how much you love me,
Just like the hundred times before
But this time say it slowly
As I try to love you rightly

There is so much I couldn't see
So much I took for granted
So much selfishness,  too much wanting to be
Not enough accepting as is and just allowing it all to be

I wanted you to be someone you weren't
and in some ways you expected the same from me
We were loving but changing
Caring, tearing and still surviving
Living with no air, 
barely enough space to be fair

So lets be honest
I did things and you did things
Can we come clean?
Just make it so perhaps the slate can have a gleam

Say the things that you wanted to
And I'll say mine
Don't hold it back
There's no reason to lie

Honesty, Trust and Respect
You had it for all me
Or so you made it seem
but I lost it for you...
And couldn't bear to tell you so

Can it be recaptured, only time will tell..



My heart feels so twisted sometimes, is it because of your smile?

P.S. - On my mind

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Beautiful

I got a beautiful heart
a beautiful mind, 
beautiful thoughts
and a beautiful smile

You see me looking 
like a diamond 
shining in the sky
Let me tell you why
It's all from my light inside

I got a beautiful heart
a beautiful mind, 
beautiful thoughts 
and a beautiful smile

Happy on the inside
Happy on the outside
Cmon baby let's ride
and you can catch the vibe

We got beautiful hearts
we got beautiful minds
we got beautiful thoughts 
and beautiful smiles

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Garden of Enlightenment

it itches
it burns
it makes me yearn
for things i seem so unsure of
yet sure they are for me
how confusing and revolting that must be?
a lady who just cant make up her mind
on what she wants to be!

Perhaps a dancer, a singer, a animal lover and trainer or even engineer
idk, the path just doesn't seem very clear.
And with all that inspiration floating in the air
its pretty hard to put a finger
on what exactly is my passion
but i know it's around here somewhere

I suppose i could be an artist
an artist of spiritual awakening
an artist of the soul in the making
an artist who holds creativity and inspiration in much regard
an artist who is grateful that she might have just found the spark!

spark of passion
spark of joy and fulfillment
spark that embeds in daily environment
 
pleasant surprise
presents itself as the garden of enlightenment

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Dear Friend

Where do you hide?
Is it between the spaces of mind
in the unwritten lines

Where do you go?
Don't you know I look forward to meeting you
time and time again
so our worlds can collide with ink and pen

What is it that you seek?
You only sometimes show up to speak
and peek through the creative curtains of ingenuity
Is it me that you seek or you that I seek?
The one that takes my woes
and makes them a platter on which I can grow

Oh Poetry,
won't you come back 
just one more time again