In The Black Poems - Poems about In The Black

It's because of ya ya ya you I'm ashamed to be wa wa wa white Don't be sus sus sus suprised If I don't fa fa fa forgive you or f f f fight All I can sa...Read the rest...

I let my guard down. I loved you too much. My world was shattered without you. But it was never together. Just by the term friends. I let myself go. I opened my heart to you. And you opened your hate to...Read the rest...

"What is Black Beauty?" " I asked myself what is Black Beauty? when looking at myself in the mirror." ...Read the rest...

"What is Black Beauty?" " I asked myself what is Black Beauty? when looking at myself in the mirror." ...Read the rest...

Wearing bonds invisible Yet indestructible. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Traffick, pimp, and whore, And some are just next door. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Some talk of peculiar institutions, Others speak of restitutions. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Slavery is alive and well...Read the rest...

I hate the way you talk to me like you didn't break me The way you pull me close and whisper your spells Your hands hold me warm but your nails dig deep My arms are marked with...Read the rest...

A black girl lost in the world, Feeling like she doesn't belong, Her skin is a shade that stands out, In a society that tells her she's wrong. She walks the streets with a heavy...Read the rest...

We say we recognize being ankle Deep in the river at the bay. Look My love do you like this light? I love Love this riiight. What of now do You say? You say you love...Read the rest...

By Cherbo Geeplay Summer is yet to come and may never come. She's stirring in an August noon, sitting on the long plateaus of these fields so far from our grasp. The rice ...Read the rest...

Short of words, the soup has been my strength and guide. I hope to get inspired more and achieve my goals and dreams. I just want to paint, swim Sip my wine and be happy. Happy to me, a creative...Read the rest...

I promise you the most pure red The red lips I bare The reddest blood I see I promise you my heart I rip it from my chest You make me heartless That's fine I love you My arms bleed So do my legs My...Read the rest...

I loved you. I really did. My poetry is about you Your face so neatly carved into my brain I can draw you from memory. You were the first to know how I felt How you tugged at...Read the rest...

Your face I remember clearly as the sky that I once saw The color your eyes turned as the sun hit them Amber, like the sand on the beach where children run free The way you made me...Read the rest...

Being African! To be an African! Echoes pride, a resounding cry to an identity of a unique heritage— a footprints of an unparalleled cultural identity. Being African! To be African! testifies an unwavering faith an assertion more than just being black or...Read the rest...

I don’t want a gangster I don’t want a thug If you can then hang sir Around to build real love Not a purple perfectionist But a realistic romantic Just the thought of your kiss Sends my pulse in...Read the rest...