Why Poems - Poems about Why

It’s raining outside- no, more than that. The rain falls in blocks, thick curtains that turn the world to ash and silver, smothering it in the hiss of splattering drops. Outside my old home stood a bamboo tree, four meters tall. On days like this (when I wasn’t welded to the TV) I’d watch its branches bow and sway, like a fishing rod straining against some...

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As I shed myself for you piece by piece May I never lose sight of who I am ...

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Why as black women do we just have to accept everything Can't complain just accept the bare minimum Treated like mothers who didn't get a choice Forced into a life of sacrifice Treated like animals but stripped of dignity Our lives were never ours just a product of control Used and abused like some rag doll Dressed to...

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I hear the sound of a truth train now coming.' Then I notice many people running.' Why are they going back uphill.? In the wrong direction.? Into the darrkness lurking and still.' Also back into treacherous times.? Must be they are bad..?At reading the signs.? I thought that they were all on board.' Within the Mind. ? Have i been over...

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I wore my mind like a corset—tight, laced, unseen— while the world asked me to smile with lipstick teeth and stir the soup without stirring the storm inside. There were mornings I woke as if embalmed, already dressed in the hush of death's silk slip, no reason, no riot—just a fog that would not lift. The walls of my room pulsed...

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Why should I live my life according to the rules of man? Why should I continue this lie? Even if I advise you not to worry about your life, you might simply respond, "Why should I?" The soul of Jonathan was intertwined with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own. So, how...

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Dissolve again. Into some puddle of oil. Sink, and sunken. Then turn into an oil painting. Dissolve again. Like a penny. I don’t think pennies ever dissolve. They just get dropped into the sewer sometimes. And no one looks for them. They turn into monsters. Dissolve again. Like gray. Gray just- Crunches underfoot. Stabs my feet. Until I get rid of...

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I belong to no one. I wasn’t made to be loved it seems. And then there was you. You lied. If you were mine and I was yours, Why did you stomp on it? Was our love less real? Less worthy? Were you afraid? Did my realness slap across your face like a cold wind...

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in a single word: desire objects for which we aspire this is the cause of rebirth that’s why we are here on earth now, we are not body-mind we are spirit misaligned with the truth impulse of God known when we give love our nod shifting into the vast void we’re not then by thoughts decoyed whence breaking down every wall one with God, we...

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I left the kettle hissing, A blue serpent coiling in the kitchen. The window’s breath was winter— It kissed me cold, a mother I never had. I was a bone in the mouth of the world, Gnawed down to a pale thought. The mirror grew teeth— It ate my face The room was quiet as paper, Holding its breath for the pen. Ink pooled in...

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Do we act a bit like those who have feigned amnesia Who’s a stranger to their self, in a wider sense Who have got subliminal mental anesthesia Living in a fragile shell of the self defense? If it’s true, all I’ve relinquished better be not known Though sometimes it does occur without any cause Makes me wonder why the path should...

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For some, it’s a softer escape A flight from silence, not quite love As if a ring alone could mend a soul Bruised by too many “maybe tomorrows." To others, it’s help dressed in vows A lifeline tied to daily needs To fatten the pig at market day Turn union into means to feed. Some whisper “love” with shaky lips But love to them,...

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Why? Why? Why should I accept human science? Do I have to? No. I don’t think so. Where does it come from? I don’t need this science. I am dying. This science is eating my life. Please, please. Respect, respect. The life. The life. The life. The life. That. Given by God. I accept God. His teaching. Life. Bible. His text....

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Why do I feel so alone with so many people around, Everyday a smile on my face inside it's upside down, I cry inside everyday but haven't shed a tear in years, People say I always look happy my life's not what it appears Everyone lives two different lives,ones public the others at home Cuz after their day and...

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Why? That's the question. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why do we live in a world that hates change A world clinging to a past long gone Why must hate be so common Why does the world insist evolution is a myth to progression Maybe it's just because they thrive in the tension Maybe because if we cleared the fog of distraction We would see their...

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