Passion Slavery Poems

Let me stay 
Let me relive this ecstasy 
Keep me in this illusion 
Ensnare me in your fantasy 

I fall on my knees 
In your...

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Time. Just so much time lost in the prison without Bars. The mind
 Wondering if anyone can hear me ,have I been left behind
I reach...

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A black stone with diamonds inside
She shines but you would never know
They hit her but she never falls 
They whip her but she never breaks...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot bound 
in knots cutting 
sweet the heat 
Burns in between 
the pleasure 
of the pain 
the sweat 
of...

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Cast shadows

The sun casting shadows
Heat
Escaping the burn behind trees and buildings
Dripping sweat through shirts and blouses
Lips dry, eyes sore
Stale air – drying faces
Gasps to catch...

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Colour Schemers

Arab Traders excavated
Europe laid the foundation
The New World framed it perfectly
The rest of the races roofed it

This …
Inordinate economic concupiscence
Shadowy sham, animated by a...

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Fields where the bondman’s toil
No more shall trench the soil,
Seem now to bask in a serener day;
The meadow-birds sing sweeter, and the airs 
Of heaven...

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Oh what misery!

The heart- 
an indigent and feral beast
kept in lock down
in an inner cage
for my own good

What treachery dwells
within that creature!

It's wiles, 
it's devious...

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Oh, such captivating concupiscence ...

I am lost to your thrall, your virtue's vassal
You are the perfect impish angel - raw sensuality, incarnate
You are hunger, insatiable...

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FREEDOM (SLAVERY)

Our pride was taken
Our fate was decided
Our lives was meaningless
We suffered for no reason.

We were separated from our families
We were sold like a piece...

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My soul rebuffs this show of selfless gain ,
Though my wages are higher than a few ,
I’m still encased in caves like an insane ,
As...

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My journey begins
from an angry seed
a heart starts beating
a rape victim
carries a child
my mother
embracing life
she taught me to love
not always easy
I did not want
to be...

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The rope cuts the tender flesh
harvesting drops of crimson ecstasy
The bonds of love are often cruel,
and unrelenting.
Wrought with lust and passion
The captive spirit cries for...

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Mother
                     —Statue of Ebony Black—

A...

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POSTSCRIPT TO A PASSION 

I was hoping you would prove me wrong -
Under the ship’s sides the barnacles still cling -
I would have thought you’d...

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