Denims Poems - Poems about Denims

The power of Black women walking together

...the power of Black women walking together as a community 
to know that there's nothing we can't accomplish when we move in unity 
turnt, turnt, turnt up 
now ready to reach new heights 
animated,...

Parental Ills

...PARENTAL ILLS

Fresh fallacy fall flat
Betwixt blenched beaux
Oldies goldies, modern crime
Lacerated denims, newish culture
Conventional crews, forgotten taws
Dearie draws near, dressed chambe...

Boundless Blue

...Boundless Blue

Born in a misty rainbow,
Blue slips out from her place
between her sisters Green and Violet,
painting the heavens azure,
covering the earth like the robe of Virgin Mary.
She fl...

My Wallet and I

...My wallet,
Made of shining black leather.
I bought it a decade ago,
From a Lacoste shop.
It fitted well in the rear pockets
Of my blue denims.
It was happy,
Stuffed and loaded with notes,
Of ...

His Mercedes Benz

...I was standing in front of 
A small roadside tea vendor,
In a city called Guwahati.
It was a pleasant morning,
In that otherwise dusty metropolis.
While I was enjoying a cup of ginger tea,
Unde...

Men Cry

...
Where me cry,
Men don't drink much;
Where me stare
Till eyes are sore;
Women never come,
How did this one do!

Coming to me, she wears
Denims, short to show off
Beautiful legs;
I a...

Cinderella's Problem

...She said:
Two days from now,
I am going to meet my Prince…
I am excited and nervous as I seem,
Geez, I am not prepared to meet him…

I don’t know what to wear,
I don’t know what to do with my ...

Remember

...Remember that day when you and I first met?
You were dressed in black denims, a purple shirt and flat shoes;
Your straight hair was pulled back in a neat and tidy way,
Exposing your beautiful face...

Found

...He had glaring cold blue eyes
That I knew I was going to miss
Some blues are clear and so alive
But none compare to his

I could not read his like a book
I was blocked off by a wall
Maybe it w...

Broken Down Alone In a Desert

...The sun had vanished, it was black as black,
The air was crisper than ice.
And the wire on the fence whispered a steady humming tune
To hundreds of kangaroo mice.

We’d broken down, in the middl...

She Loves To Feed the Ducks

...There she sits, in such pure and innocent beauty 
She thinks feeding the ducks is her newest duty
Her smile lights up the dark shadows on my heart
Sad that her hearing is much worse than we th...

Rain On My Window

...Rain beat on my window it’s a sound that makes me feel good, it makes me feel safe,
Drops racing down the glass changing direction, getting even bigger as they all clash,
Reminds me of when I was a...

Dungarees

...The dungarees I used to wear
Were Levis, Wranglers, Lees;
There were no upscale denims then,
With fancy pedigrees.

They hugged my hips and fit real snug,
With bottoms flared like bells.
I wore them ...

Its In the Jeans

...About This Poem
 It's In The Jeans
 The young man stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus
Along came the sexiest looking young lady he ever saw  
She had on tight, stretched blue denims that marked...

It's In the Jeans

...The young man stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus
Along came the sexiest looking young lady he ever saw  
She had on tight, stretched blue denims that marked her curves
Her shape was as the Coc...

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