Told Poems

BEE

B = Be sweet as honey is what we are told
E = Every child as you buzz around so bold
E = Every adult no hiding in a hive as you get old

What My Sister Told Me After Going To Heaven

There are no words to describe, 
the pain you feel inside,
when you are told,
your little sister died.

I got the call while at work,
my sister told me through tears,
her pain coming from a place so guttural,
she screamed it to me "Angie is dead."

Not "Angie has passed away,"
she screamed "Angie is dead!" 
there was something in the

Perfection is a lie told by the white man

Perfection is a lie told by the white man
They say 'the fairer, the better'
But with ego comes the self proclaimed Perfection 
Where what they say goes
Where objectivity is something they claimed to own
However it just goes to show pride will be their downfall
Distracted by vanity and ego
And their self distorted reflection 
They painted in the

TRUTH BE TOLD

TRUTH BE TOLD

Truth’s not the problem…
Truth is inevitable…
Lying…challenging…

You can’t alter truth…
Truth’s beyond altering…
You can’t adjust truth…

Their history lies:
Apocalypiticism,
Tells ourstory’s truth:-

Seek and find the truth;
Knock and truth will open up:
Truth never denies:-

Enlightened with truth,
Be nourished with her feedings:
Hunger, satisfied:-

BE TOLD, STAY BOLD AND TAKE HOLD

Be Told
What worth a thousand 
Can't be attained with hundreds 
To know the degree 
You must measure 
To get to the top of a tree 
You have to climb it.

Stay bold 
If you're working on it
It will surely work out
When you give it your all
There must be an outcome
Even if not immediately but it's certain.

Take

YOU TOLD ME

You told me you could never leave
You told me you would never say goodbye
You told me you never wanted to be free
But you told me a lie—just another goodbye

Your words were empty, your promises all broken
You had me believing, but now I just cry
Your ‘I love yous’ were just lies you told”
Trying to forget but

My Inner Voice Told Me

Johari window;
no one can see through this pane,
where I make my decisions.
my thoughts ala carte,
and not all desirable,
sussed out in my universe;
perplexing to me.
sift through so many pages -
childhood habits and missteps.
when faith came my way,
how divine the candlelight,
the Spirit lighting my path.
electrifying,
sword of positivity 
discerning my every word.
don’t always listen
to the reproof; button up.
shame’s

My Inner Voice Told Me

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My Inner Voice Told Me

After a hazardous trip from a far- off district,
With drooping spirits and waning energy,
I alighted at the station to catch the night train,
My heart besieged by memories of a home, left behind.

Like a drop in the ocean,
I quickly merged with the buzzing crowd.
In the blinking light of platform lamps,
I saw a huge crowd- the young

My Inner Voice Told Me

There was a D.J. at a club where I
would go some weekend nights and dance till late.
Not gorgeous, but an entertaining guy,
he called me up and asked me on a date.

It took me by surprise. I thought why not?
Something inside me did not feel right though,
My inner voice told me perhaps I ought
to just stay

My Inner Voice Told Me

I made a mistake was young and stupid 
I had no guidance as a young adult
Found myself pregnant thanks to Cupid
felt strangely this woman was in a cult

She invited me to bible study
When I got there I felt unsure
It was in a private home
And everyone seemed overly invested 

They wanted to pray over me
They locked

What My Inner Voice Told Me Simon Says

My inner voice, is a two-faced bard,
That takes all credit when a win is starred.
But slinks away and hides when the outcome,
Doesn't match what it said, what's to become.

Can I read its doubt in the quiver of its sage?
Or in the mumbled, jumble of its feeble grab to engage?
It can be so assertive when it

My Inner Voice Told Me So

At the end of the meal we shared,
my participle principles split my jeans,
when you called me to split the bill!
What about the banana-split you had for dessert? 
You split-up spilled friend?
Or the soggy split pea soup you
asked me to boldly forgo, 
for the aperitif? 
The tiff began and ended
with the present and past-principles
of split personalities,

My Inner Voice Told Me

Written: June 08, 2025, contest Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon.

Quote "Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder." By RUMI

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As the soft fingers of dawn spread light,
And dusk fades, in

Truth Told

S-hould
H-ave
I-nstructed
E-very
L-ife's
L-esson
A-nd
M-essage,
A-s
Y-ou

T-aught
E-ach
O-rder
F-rom
I-mmortal
L-ord
O-penly

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Shiellamay Teofilo)

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