Sorrow Black Love Poems

O maiden fair whose elegant space that  I, a little ant has found grace
It’s true that the breath of the devil resurrects Death
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In such occasions where the heart yearns
for your heat how would I recover the
sorrow, the pillow no longer drips with tears
it leaks the yeast of...

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If
By Byron Juno

If women MUST die
Then Atieno would die first
If children were to forage
Then Atieno's would forage forever
If women were to walk necked 
Then Atieno's...

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In shadows' embrace, my heart does weep,
A melody of sorrow, so dark and deep.
The sun once bright, now hides its face,
As clouds of despair take...

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I had a happy childhood at first
Yeah I played with dolls to a tragic
Extent. It was a dream of some
Type of female existence.  I...

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Are you yearning for me, dear?
Does our departure kill you too?
The environs look so blear,
Midst summer, in my eyes, there's dew...!

You might not feel it...

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God, how do you feel watching your people?
Do you chuckle when you see them,
Scuttling beneath the weight of their own shadows?
Do you find amusement in...

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The bags under her eyes are very heavy,
You call them her luggage 
Why does she handle so much luggage ?
Because she keeps moving foward never...

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In the dark of night, a silhouette appears,
A man in black, shrouded by his fears,
His skin as dark as coal, his eyes so bright,
A symbol...

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The pain of love is bittersweet
A fire burning, but incomplete
For love that cannot fully be
Brings joy and sorrow, so carefree

My heart is full, my love...

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she rarely spoke of the past.
when the world turned her down, 
Her loneliness and despair made her
dumb,
incompetency and ineffectual she felt. 
she never wanted to...

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I was born blind
I know not my front or behind
I see none beyond my brows
My fantoms only heven knows.
Beauty a mere figment to me
For love...

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She stood with her back turned to me
Leaning slightly towards where the light tapered off into darkness
Her faced buried deep inside her cupped hands 
Her...

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The blood that flows everywhere
It can also pass through your house
Holly with the fresh blood of little bones
Can also be played at your home
Whom these...

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In a barren apocalyptic landscape,
under a withered, bare, and grossly malformed weeping willow tree.
Lies a lone stone which reads: There is no escape From the...

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