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Blossom Monyei the bleeding Pen

Blossom Monyei is a young Liberian poet and spoken word artist whose writings reflect pain, resilience, and hope. Known as “the bleeding pen,” his poems are simple yet powerful, often touching on themes of brokenness, family, identity, and the struggles of African life. Through his words, he paints raw emotions in a way that connects

I have decided to follow Jesus

*BLOSSOM MONYEI
*Liberia's Poetry 
*I have decided to follow Jesus.
I've been here before
Where I promised I'll keep myself clean,
again you came in
And left with a heart of sore.

You can't stay
You despise dirt
Like the light of day
You slowly go away when comes the night 

“I have decided to follow Jesus”
A line in a song I sang
But when

A mind's cell

I was arrested,
Locked in a prison I call my mind
Battling with thoughts.
When did life stop being kind?

As a kid I knew no pain 
Didn't know it won't remain the same.
I was taught not to cry,
No matter how hard life hits.

Blossom Monyei

A broken kid

A Broken Kid
By Blossom Monyei

His dad doesn’t talk much,
He just grabs a bottle from the fridge, then walks away.

His mom doesn’t cry,
She only says she’ll take her child and go away.
One day… she did. ??

The boy asked,
“Am I really their child?”

He was young, but not blind,
They argued in front of him,
Not caring he was listening.
Now

sunrise

sun rises in east,                                                   

Running Tree

he was caught running between ditches
the witch’s wand stopped his running legs
and his pumping limb arms
now he is forever running in place
we call him the running tree

The Fs Playing

Freddy’s frantic frenzied flashlight feels frazzled.
Forward feelings fearful, frightening Franny’s
frolicking freckled French fried fruit fricassee.

But as the days of Noah were Matthew 24:37-39

"But as the days of Noah were, so shall the coming of the Son of Man be.
"For as in the days before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying
and be given in marriage, until the days that Noah entered the ark, 
(Gen. 7:1,7 cross ref) "and did not know until the flood came and

May

Month May summons spring,                                                   

You have to Visualize a Life for Two

one plate, a dish, a spoon, a knife
you live for one, there is no wife?
all your art pieces feature only a single
If you go to a party, do you ever mingle?

you have to visualize a life for two
your artwork must be changed immediately too
you have to buy two plates, two dishes and two knives
but please

riggle raggle piggle paggle rat rat rat

riggle raggle piggle paggle rat rat rat
what’s the average weight of a Siamese cat?
riggle raggle piggle paggle rat rat rat
what’s the most dangerous blood sucking kind of bat?

riggle raggle piggle paggle rat rat rat
Aunt Mary, how did you get so enormously fat?
riggle raggle piggle paggle rat rat rat
why are you sitting on Uncle’s thoroughly squashed

My Query as Found to be Airy

I have always been a bit wary
of Gary, Mary, Sherry and Larry
They each seem a little bit contrary
Fighting over blue, straw, or raspberry

I took this to Carrie, our head faerie
She thought my query was a tad bit airy
Looked it up in her faerie dictionary
Experts’ opinions appeared to vary

Enter an expert from a local dairy
his name

Unbroken

Title: “Unbroken”

I've not been hurt before
No one has ever left me this kind of sore.
The words you spoke penetrated than a knife.
But I'm still alive.

The pain runs deep beneath my skin,
A silent battle I fight within.
Though shadows fall and nights are long,
I gather strength to carry on.

This heart, though bruised, will not betray,
It learns to

Island of weak faith

Break down my walls of confusion,
I'll struggle through these webs of doubt.
Give me a place to go,
I'm exhausted wandering on this island of a weak faith.
--BlossomMonyei--

tribute to Ostira Goddess of Spring

she breezes in with the April winds
a lovely lass pure and romantically inclined
baby animals frolic with her in the meadow
the tulips struggle toward the sun to whisper hello
she is Ostira, Goddess of Spring

Refreshing grasses wave in wonderment at the princess
Iris stand proudly, hoping to be noticed by their monarch.
zinnias sit back and relax, confident in

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