Let It Be
...Let It Be
I held his hand through storms at night,
He clung to me with quiet might.
The world was loud, but we stayed still,
Two hearts that bent with stubborn will.
He whispered low, just let...
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Categories:
unscarred, inspirational love, longing,
Form: Lay
The Person I've Become
...Mirror, mirror on the wall,
tell me the truth, tell me all.
The passing of youth,
and of dreams young.
Reverence for the truth,
songs of the heart, freely sung.
I see the happy days o...
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Categories:
unscarred, age, introspection, self, vanity,
Form: Rhyme
Point Of No Return
...They said the sun would rise again,
But not how red it burns at dawn—
A bleeding orb above the hills,
Where shadows march and boys are drawn.
We kissed our mothers’ hands goodbye,
The station ...
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Categories:
unscarred, conflict, memorial, military, political,
Form: Rhyme
The Earth - A silent Elegy
...It is the Earth.
A living piece of clay, sculpted from stars and darkness,
A cosmic wound, silent yet full of echoes.
On its body, rivers carve maps of time,
And its mountains, like petrified pra...
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Categories:
unscarred, space,
Form: Free verse
This World
...The world is savage, punishing and hard.
We experience more than we can bear.
While not a one of us comes out unscarred,
it isn't even anything like fair.
We long for a bit of recognition
for p...
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Categories:
unscarred, life, mirror,
Form: Sonnet
Broken Crayons Still Color
...Amidst shattered hues, they stay alive,
Broken crayons, yet they thrive.
Purple persists in its royal grace,
Pink too, in its delicate embrace.
Shorter, yes, and somewhat marred,
Yet each colo...
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Categories:
unscarred, africa, art, beauty, color,
Form: Free verse
Mother
...she has the wrath of a god but the mind of a human
the steel grip of an eagle, but she’s painfully weak
i shake like a leaf
since whatever she’s doing
makes me scared to the bone, i can’t eve...
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Categories:
unscarred, fear, mom,
Form: Rhyme
Recently
...I’ve recently been reading a book that reminded me of how little I am in this humongous world
It reminded me of how many boys with the same pigment as me, it reminded me of how many girls
Grow u...
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Categories:
unscarred, depression, emotions, feelings, passion,
Form: Rhyme
The Moon Drifts Away On the Sea
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As the moon drifts away on the sea
I'm shivering in the freeze
Of a lonely breeze
Stars cascade on my mind
I'm just looking for what's mine
Pretending to feel fine
A meteor shower isn...
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Categories:
unscarred, addiction, analogy, encouraging, growth,
Form: Free verse
Unscarred Petals
...Petals fall from the sky
unscarred and woolly
I approach in a hapless way
and stare
I see motion and haze
and mist
swaying in the wind
swaying in the wind
a quisling feeling...
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Categories:
unscarred, assonance, dream, tree,
Form: Free verse
Sacred V Corporate Cultures
...What is your opposite
for SACRED?
for sexually unscared
unscarred
unscrambled?
SECULAR, I suppose.
Secularization
sounds like desecration,
As sanctification
sounds divinely cooperative...
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Categories:
unscarred, culture, earth, health, power,
Form: Political Verse
Jerry Had a Big Bad Wolf
...Jerry had a big bad wolf
Who followed him to Sunday school,
Heaven school,
BrightLight toxic school,
Jerry had a big bad wolf
whose hair was black as coal,
black as death,
black as stole
hi...
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Categories:
unscarred, black love, culture, education,
Form: Political Verse
This Thing Called Aging
...—wThis Thing Called Aging
1All day, no, far more nearly for 2 years,
I have been thinking I have had
Enough of being old, being
Pleasant about this form of present:
I have had enough of th...
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Categories:
unscarred, age, arabic, christian, dance,
Form: Free verse
Lilac Orbs
...Words silent turn at the melodic tunes
Oozing from the lush lilts of your eyes;
Telling of stung lover’s anthems warm,
Of the rapt poet whose scribbling dies.
Windows into realms old lyricists...
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Categories:
unscarred, allusion, angel, color, cute,
Form: Rhyme
At the Top
...I was walking by a tree the other day…composing poems inside my head
when a breeze blew the tree’s branches open wide, “Would you like to climb? He said.
When I was a child I’d run right in and c...
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Categories:
unscarred, tree,
Form: Rhyme
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