Humility
Radiating to you. My respect. Be a ruler heart
Oh, waited, loved love. Just mine. Slave a life
My tear is your rainbow in your light. Be a love
I want. I want a part. I want to respect. Just you
Yeah. Please, open the gate of your heart. Love
Be a love. The boss, and save your loss. A love
I need. I need a part. Respect and keep a love
Hmm. Wished. Just wished. Always. Your life
Tell me. How can I love? How can I respect you?
How? I don’t know the way to your heart. Hmm
No map, no key. I had a plan. Killed it, you will
Wish the lost lives. You were our life. Singing
We are waiting for you. The time of the past is so far. Dark love
Lives need you. Waiting for you with humility. Me too. Love
Change your life
Please
Hoped love
Find your way
I needed to be
Your humility
I needed to respect you
Time gone
Pay attention
Your life gone
My was yours
Respected you
Your love
Categories:
slave(a), fate, life, love,
Form: Free verse
Rebel/artist/slave, a long, long, near lone life spent swimming against
a bourgeois tide, he makes shore one last time, drags himself back
onto the beach: a man gets too tired, the sea grows too dark and deep.
Categories:
slave(a), change, conflict, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Lost In a Thought
Who am I...a tossed thought left to ramously rot in a sea of insanity?
What am I...a wondering wave a shackled slave a crumb of humanity?
Where am I... drowning in a whirlpool a salivating drool of organity?
Why am I...amidst the stars with battle scars in a universe of infinity?
Like a restless rust a defenseless dust futilely falling inside my being
A life unjust a windless gust perpetually lost within thoughts of fleeing
A wounded wreck unknown a depleted drone unadorned and unseeing
A cataclysmal clone in this realm I’m thrown my thoughts are bleeding
Watching the hands of time a mindless mime of the words unspoken
I am an endless evolving enzyme in a parasitic paradigm of the broken
Losing grip of reality a frantic flee adrift within the obstreperous ocean
Lost in a lost a condemned cost of evaporating memories of emotion.
Sept.29.2017
Lost
Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzi
Categories:
slave(a), confusion, loneliness, lost,
Form: Monorhyme
I had always loved that cloth called smile
So pure n immaculate on a newborn
It didn't make a slave a slave
All I wanted was to sew for others
What if my breath could birth good melody?
And my lungs could air euphonious octaves?
I'd really pleasure making Nightingales timid
And to beguile mortals with my dauntless vocal cords
I could be more deep with my expression
Set my mind free n paint it for the world
Colour my universe with my passion
All I wanted was to bring me to cosmos
Only if my feet were not this strict
And my waist n loins were a bit lax
I'd gladly obey the drum's call
And make these knees talk
But Apollo gave me his pen
And my ink never dried up
Perhaps hope didn't go to oblivion
All he wanted was a dinner with me
I could make my heart sing
And make mortals' minds canvas
So I could make the slave walk on air
And my mind could dance to poetry's beat
All with this pen
Eminent
Categories:
slave(a), art, beautiful, deep, identity,
Form: Verse
HUGHES (HUES)
I’ll challenge you to speak of rivers
For the love of Mississippi mud
Purposely I’m a little outcast.
My racial pride has grown from his poetic lines
We pay and pick up all that hasn’t washed away.
Out of yesterday I’ll build my America
Dark Baby’s tomorrow, Dark Baby’s hair, Dark Baby’s hands
Been a slave, a worker, a singer, and a victim:
For the love of my hue I pay my debts to Langston Hughes.
Categories:
slave(a), black african american, poetry,
Form: Ode
And so do I fall, and so do I fail,
Falling so deeply into this destructive void,
Nothing but ash and specs of dust that were once my brittle bones and scarred flesh.
To not know what is ahead,
How maddening! How so distraught have I seemingly become,
Forgotten myself as time has smoothed over me.
Tricky, sly fiend indeed; master and slave a like to us all.
Do I dare move forward into the uncertainty that is humanity and of such society?
So gut wrenching, thoughts filled of bile at what is.
As we all are from and are the same, yet tear limb by limb the essence of ourselves by one another in an endless state of bigotry and violence; so brightly are we bathed in evil.
So easy is it to see.
Miracles; perhaps shall they see fit to carry me away from the void that is, and from such temptation, as to live the rest of days in blissful, stagnant dreams.
Categories:
slave(a), addiction, anger, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse
From the day
Our paths met
And you took my heart prey
My joy away you kept.
Of your deceptive love.
I was a slave, a bond woman
My joy now you are dead.
I wish I could in your death
Beat, exude my pains
By your flexed muscles
And kill you again.
I am sad
Though happy you are gone
For you, mis-sought, I feel bad
Glad for you are done.
May angels carry you
Devilish ones...
Tortures of current of fire
Beastly treatment
For you are a beast...
Shame you
Gone I am free
To start my life anew
FREE.
Categories:
slave(a), art,
Form: Rhyme
It's pitiful how I try to hide behide this membrane I call a mask,
When it attempts to hide my sadness and sorrows.
I feel forgotten and taken advantage of all at the same time.
Because I was better at something else.
Belonged where i was before,
A slave, A pawn, A soldier.
Never will I be the leader I wish to be.
Categories:
slave(a), work,
Form: Free verse