Black And Blue Poems - Poems about Black And Blue

Bruised colors emerge, Silent stories etched on skin, Wounded whispers sigh. ©bfa042825 ...

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You stripped me from my innocence. painted me black and blue you'd tell me that you loved me but honestly it wasn't true. You told me I was beautiful and that no one else compared. Expect for the entire naiborhood who would have stopped and stared. you told me not to tell anyone and even if I dared...

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(A sad lone voice whispers) My old love Loved shaking her crow blacked hair As old daydreams tumbled around her Like autumn leaves in the air On any given day or night Dreams of divinity Of God and light Like the first thing you see when you close your eyes at night Temporal spaces filled with familiar faces Crooning like...

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It's not always the old grayscale streaks of black and white hues, Sometimes it's emotional recalls shaded in more black and blues, Especially when it comes to my own heartache for all of yous....

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Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no...

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You never ask my race my face Tells a solid story or two Of a possible relationship to ancestors An old African truth You mistake my hair for weave Or some other mystery it kinks and curls down my back It waves in water prompting The all asked you got Indian in you Why do I have to be anything other...

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I have always lived in a gray area. Weary of the red tape I ever resorted to white lies, That only made me the black sheep of my family. ~Contest: Bite Size: #58 ~Sponsor: Line Gauthier....

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Right now it's peaceful, beautiful These moments here with you These times we share, the two of us Between the purple, black, and blue Regrets and fears in limbo lay So quietly, await another day And you with me together lie Between the purple, black, and blue And as the twilight turns to gray When you and I have gone away All we shared will...

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Out of the blue came the black, Shattering the skies with a terrible crack, But what is gold if one can't enjoy it? But what is black if it breeds on the tormented? Can black breed on a soul that was tormented long ago? Surrounded by the true vultures and an innocent soul. This hell is mine of this I'm...

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What do you do when you're a black cop at a Back The Blue protest with a Black Lives Matter counter-protest in front of you, to left and right, and possibly pursuing your rear and career? Which direction does your identity choose, if not to feel troubled by a false choice either way? Is there some platform, strange principle, peculiar position among Mattering Political Black Lives that you cannot have a healthy vocation while carrying...

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Black and blue hair my mother had it So did Black Beauty Black and blue suits all over the conference room The best combination Black and blue cars The favorites through the 90’s The prettiest actually Black and blue paintings of vampires and shadows sobering the atmosphere Black and blue planets sharing the galaxy and enticing my imagination...

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I am a Son of an African American I run my turmoils taints the history books yet people give me evil looks I run I choose Yet I am Black and blue, this is my physical hurt Been given a name by my parents James This is true yet still I'm black and blue I live I guess I'm more than this More bless than cursed Black...

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The room is dark and my heart races with fear He has hurt me before beating me black & blue I tried to escape him but there is no escaping I fear if I leave him He will kill me I ran I ran until I couldn’t Run anymore I ran I ran but he always Finds me He beats me black...

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BLACK & BLUE are the colors that you turn to like the others that he once knew when he met you and let loose where you find he is not so nice a guy truth or dare it's a lie every time he'll apologize promising he will not do it again till he raises his angry hand low on promise high on demand still, you stay with no plans to run away but will you survive the day his...

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There was an Irish guy who loved to dance, when his kilt swung high the ladies would glance, but snow on St. Patty's Day made him fall in such a way... his bruised leprechaun gets no more romance!...

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