Ancestral Poems - Poems about Ancestral

The Scroll Of Unseen Waters Come, you who carry fire in your bones and salt in your tears…? Children of the drum, the dusk, the dust, and the dawn…? From mountain root to river vein… the land remembers one song… But the cup that overflows can never be filled…? And the tongue that speaks before listening forgets the...

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One of our only protectors The sun burns their skins With the reminder of their sins The sun kisses our skin Gifting it with affection The wind echoes with our ancestors stories A silent act of justice A way to honour black history To haunt the guilty The wind lifts our heads up To remind us That they can't break us And that...

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Trapped within the soil Told stories filled with turmoil Carrying the weight of black history But it honours their memory By always remembering By never forgetting Soaked by the tears of the enslaved Waiting, hoping, praying to be saved The ground an unknowing witness To them being worked to death But in awe of their perseverance Throughout the...

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We forget we are like trees, our roots run deep, and far they reach Unseen they mostly are, hidden out of side, so deep Some forget them, and their histories and from where they came Their mothers, mothers, mothers name And their fathers, fathers, fathers name. These roots our foundation, have many names Without them,...

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We forget we are like trees, our roots run deep, and far they reach Unseen they mostly are, hidden out of side, so deep Some forget them, and their histories and from where they came Their mothers, mothers, mothers name And their fathers, fathers, fathers name. These roots our foundation, have many names Without them,...

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I am all the people who came before me And I am all the people who will come after me This is an ode to all of our ancestors Just because we don't all share the same blood Does not not mean that we are not one To me inheritance Isn't just about family But communal experiences I...

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When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see what she's had to sacrifice When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see a lifetime of pain she's carried When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see the hurt of not being accepted When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see Someone who once despised her beautiful...

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No colder winter's evening reawakens, in an abrupt glance, this memory from others already faded in the inattentive recollection of a son's mind; even insignificant moments are worthy of thought. A pubescent boy unlearned and precarious at giving advice, but ready to provide that tenderness in exploding emotions... realizing that he would reach the same level of consciousness: whether or not his...

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In our land, there are no towering peaks, To guide our dreams to the heights one seeks. Even humble rocks resemble great hills, And groves seem like forests in their thrills. Our rivers don’t rush with a turbulent flow, They meander gently, serene and slow. You can’t quench your thirst with a single sip, When your lips are parched and cracked at...

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On a rope woven from ancestral nightmares and the greed of shadow monsters, I step with bare feet, while my thoughts dance chaotically in a penumbra, Between dream and reality, between sky and earth, between here and beyond myself, I float suspended in the cold air, and the city below reveals its posthumous secrets. They always whispered not to...

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Midnight of October thirty first I jumped out of bed to quench my thirst As I groped my way down the huge kitchen An eerie coldness crept on my skin and then... When I fumbled the light’s switch on the wall I was frozen to hear deep whispering calls Echoing laughter followed my repeated name I couldn’t move back, I felt completely...

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May we be thankful for the gifts we inherited from our ancestors that never ending chain of people who came before us their gifts of love and joy and laughter…. they left us before passing on… And may we be blessed that our love and joy and laugher can be found upon the chain… long after we are gone. ...

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Ancestral Whispers In the depths of the earth, the roots of time stretch like pulsing veins, Nourishing the collective memory with the fertile essence of our past, And I, a poet wandering through forgotten eras, gather crumbs of wisdom from the sacred soil. Magical animals dance in my dreams, fluid contours of light and shadow, Their eyes glisten with secrets...

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Under the endless sky, where the wind whispers ancestral secrets, Engines spin, iron butterflies in their primal dance, The muted thunder of wheels, an echo of the earth's hearts beating in unison, And the rain, a master sculptor, shapes stone and brick walls into dreamlike bas-reliefs. Deserted roads, bordered by ancient...

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Dark rainbowed wings enfold a tortured heart An oil slick presence seeping through its core As scarecrow scowls shout “oh please depart” An ocean scent drifts idly far from shore The corn has withered now the stalks but sticks Old barns the only hope of hungry mouse Sharp beaks and padded paws defy its tricks Soft circling clouds of warmth surround the...

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