Parts of me are deep as the seas
Black when mad green when envious
Blue when sad and lacking love’s liquor
There was a time when in yellow youth
I sang satin songs with a silver silky voice
How naive I was to believe in denim dreams
Then red heart beat boisterously brown
And you couldn’t tell me music wasn’t it
That I’d not be a star some distant day
Then beautiful life happened and I grew
Desires changed as well as violet virtues
For mahogany motherhood is full of stars
Stars who create church hymns as lullabies
And original purple praise dances at
Babies firsts the first smiles steps words
I learned that only two men would ever
Love
Me
My God and
My
Son who is indeed my sun
The journey of my inner soul has been
Eye opening and full of lessons
Licorice lessons in black love
Lemon lessons in loss
Lavender lessons in peach patience
I no longer grow turquoise taller in height
But in spirit in mind perhaps
A little more wise
The desert that is my love life
Has a beautiful cactus flower
That only God can touch
I am content
The ring, with elegance and grace,
In sparkling gold finds its place:
Crafted carefully and designed,
With a little flower well aligned.
The petite ring with charm untold,
The tiny flower, with petals unfurled,
Hangs like a little swing so light,
For a fairy to hover and alight.
Like stars that dance across the sky,
Bringing sparkle to every eye,
A symbol of love and endless grace—
As it decorates this child’s face.
A reminder of dreams in flight,
A grandma’s gift, a ring so bright.
Personifying many tales
Of her dear love, that never fails!
So let it dance and let it swing.
This delicate, pretty little thing.
The golden swing that gently sways,
Bringing joy in its whimsical ways!
Copyright ©2021 by Crystal David John
Honey, I bought a rose for you to prove that all things die
But even in death they live on that's why i bent my knee and smiled
you to remember
happier times
you to remember
happier times
Honey i wrote a note for you to prove I'm still alive
With a polaroid photo to bring memories to light
you to remember
happier times
you to remember
happier times
Honey don't cry
If else then
Live more life than I've lived
Tribute me with acts of true joy that money cannot give
Our laughter filled the air like the rainbows of little kids
Reanimate me through comedy the crucifix of your banes
We sang through our sorrows and laughed through our pains
And if you may remember me in lonesome silence and grief
There's a piece of me I've left in you to treasure and relive
Like recitations
"I need the money honey..."
Sleep, my son,
hush, hush, little one.
Your father's heart hums for you,
your mother's heart longs for you.
It’s eventide;
darkness wraps the world in black velvet,
yet the moon shines gloriously,
and the stars weave a lullaby,
all for you, my son.
I cherish you, boy.
Your worth surpasses the rarest emeralds;
your laughter stitches my frail soul,
and your sleeping face undoes me.
You and I—
we are of the same essence,
the same murmured wish to the heavens.
You are the yearning of my old soul,
the answer to dreams whispered in silence.
And I love you—
beyond what any words can say.
i often feel as if i ask too much
and say too little.
this time i will not ask, but rather tell.
of how i fear being too much,
and how i was raised on the belief
that love given solely to me was wasted,
that any charity given to me was too
much for me to possibly deserve.
or how my fear of perception has lead me
astray, wasted ideas and potential caused
by my seemingly everlasting sloth.
only this once will i tell you
of how unremarkable i am, and how truly wonderful i believe you to be.
i need you to listen to me, to close your eyes
and do nothing but live through me.
only for this moment.
only for this worthless minute that you will surely forget will i tell you all there is to know.
just this once, i won’t worry
and i’ll let you feel me so deeply in your soul
that you think that you have become me.
Though Sorrow May Sleep,Justice Wakes
O child,don't hang your head,never bow in shame,
Your tears are rivers angels swims through deep,
He took your piece but Heaven knows his name-
No crimes of his can't in God's silence sleep.
Duck low,my soul,through ashes, sing your pain,
The Lord hears through church bells crack fade,
No evil seedling can flourish in that rain-
No sin can hide underneath cross he made.
So walk and walk through dark and broken lands,
The good will fly you when your faith grows small;
Their hearts are lamps lit by love's hands,
Their arms the choir that catches those who fall.
Rise,daughter,-rise,and clap your ways ways anew,
The storm is fierce,but God still walks with you.
My WILL I will this will to be. I often wonder seldom blunder
Though I thunder I stand GUARD this
FAR! Will I fill what is to BE? Will I
Fulfill my DESTINY? This
Destiny IS FOR ME? on this GAURD
EVER ever FAR! JUST AS I WILL THIS
TO BE! You will see ALL SHINE AND
BRIGHT YOU SEE THAT CAN BLIND
THE EYES! careful CHEERFUL! Be
At EASE. NO struggle or tear! NOT FEAR! Not even a little wear! I
promise for I am
Sincere. Aaaha! BIG BLARE! WE ARE
HERE! Right WHERE? Every spaces
All those PLACES! Look
around and around You? Are WE NOW
YOU ARE US! Not to BE EXPLAINED!
You will know all you NEED! aah
WISDOM!
Malik Val Brooklyn Rogers
Black Panther Jet Blackest Answerer
Mali Mali Mali ????
Have I failed as a father? I asked myself.
As You questioned, with anger in your eyes.
And my heart is torn by your disregard,
For all the sacrifices I've made in your life.
You want to know what I've done for you? ,
What I've given, and why I've held back?,
But you don't see the late nights I worked,
Or the dreams I gave up to put you first.
You accuse me of not saving for your future,
Not working enough to give you what you want,
But I know that sometimes less is more,
And you are blind to all the blessings you've got.
I couldn't give you everything you asked for,
Because a parent must make tough choices too,
And I may not have succeeded in all my efforts,
But I hope that my love for you shines through.
So don't judge me by what you see,
Or by the things I didn't provide,
Instead, appreciate the memories we've shared,
And the love that always resides.
27/10/2023
Blood – rich whispers of crimson,
Like flames melting the feelings
beliefs alive, grief that spelled
Out the word – I n f e r t i l e
Infertility wrenched beauty from my life,
Erasing the stars from the night,
Darkening my heart – but I survived
Yes, I remember
I was young one day,
Yearning, aching – praying
Begging for one smile from a baby,
A smile that told me I’d been right…
Love would- love could save me
Yet, I remember
The nights, sleepless and silent,
Biding my time, tears
Flowing to remind me why
I couldn’t know the beautiful
Beneath eyes that shined
With a child’s love, a child’s adoring
Blood – dark and crimson,
Pouring out the hope, the anticipation
Pregnancy never came to me,
The girl who worried about never knowing
Throughout history, the giggling glory
Childish antics and childhood joys
I never will know the love that might have been
Mine if fate had brought to life, from my womb
The soul of an infant, a smile that sent me
From solitary confinement to the jungles of beautiful
Son , keep my wise words for your bright future: As a future leader, privilege discipline in everything you will do.
A ruler has much power when his people are with him. Learn to understand the voices of the people you rule. A wise leader knows that power does not mean to control and ill - treat people, It is the happiness for working for people... " helping them."Love knowledge to rule well, Respect is reciprocal in life , Love the person who corrects you because he loves you the most. Respect is reciprocal in life , Be humble, tolerant of others , and a role model in the Society. Learn to forgive forgive and forget , Don't allow tribalism " tribal conflict" to rise among the people you lead. Remember that , war is the biggest enemy of the development. Promote peace and love where ever you will be. I love you so much son.
February 19/2023
Written for contest 12 things you 'd teach your child sponsored by Matt Calliri
Behold that Lady "Stomach-full"
Hands supporting her waist still,
Behold the pride in her face
Beyond the pain she face.
She thinks of her womb-baby
Gently rubbing her round belly,
Maybe a sweet-charming princess
Perhaps a courageous-naughty prince.
Feeling enthusiastic whenever
Little boxer punches her..
The slow-moving ten months,
The arrival of bliss in her arms.
Like mother,
Like daughter,
thanks to my mother
I’ll protect him forever
And fill him with laughter.
The way I love,
I learned from you,
I go above and beyond,
I’ll be the reason he pulls through.
He is my son,
I am his glue.
It feels like his life has just begun,
As I kiss his latest boo-boo.
I look into his eyes,
So full of life and bright
And I remember why
I keep fighting the good fight.
I am who I am
Today because of you.
My love for you weighs a billion kilograms,
I love you THIS MUCH,
Please know that that’s true.
I strive to be a good mother,
My son is my sunshine
And he’ll never have another,
So I will be the best that I can be
this time and forever.
Life just isn’t fulfilling
Without children in it,
For those who are willing,
There’s nothing quite like being the lap
In which they sit.
I live for the hugs,
His smile melts my heart,
He is my doodlebug
And has been from the start.
My dear son,
Mommy loves you,
From the earth to the moon
And all across the seas.
Love can be all consuming,
Filling life with joy,
Love is a wonderful thing,
Butterflies in your tummy,
Cant eat cant sleep,
Snuggling in bed ..... then children come along,
Jealousy can then rear its ugly head,
Babies, children need a lot of care,
Some dont see that and want that care,
Some are not old enough in years,
Some are not old enough in their head,
Problems then begin,
Grow up or leave that's the ultimatum,
Are they old enough to decide?
there she is
smiling like the sun
moving towards me
almost in a run
arms spread wide
enough to hold
my entire world
have the tears
that you cried
ever been
from joy?
Guessing that memories turn dreams into promises.
Holding on to hope
bending ropes
as the stream flow.
Then you breathe slow
exhale loud horns blasting.
Now I'm wide awoke.
Channels full of winding chimes light the way.
Proceed forward blindly soaked in hope.
Two twins woke on the same day 25 years away..
What a day to celebrate Me and Daughter Birthday today ??????? 803
(C) ShErEe 2020
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