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A hustlers pray I pray that my family will still have a place to lay
their haeds down, every day and night I pray abouy this.Hustlrs pray I pray that'll be food on
the tabel.Hustlers pray I pray to become strong in my mind and in my spirt. No one or any
budy can break my hustlers' spirt. Hustlers pray every day and night is like choosing to do
this. The reason why is because I need to make sure that my family is fed every day and
time. Hustlers' pray I pray that 1 day I'll have the courage to stop hustling like I said 1 day
this will happen for good.
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I'm so tired of people telling me oh you can't do this due to my
disabilty. I'm so tired of being put down my so called friednds and those who say that they
care about me. I;m so tired of this disabilty wish I never had one yet you can't give away of
what's a part of you. I'm so tired of being walk on,lied to, took adventge of, use, along with
being mistreated. I'm so tired of this being unemployed for a month and four weeks man the
econmy is so bad. I'm so tired of playing the part of the fool in every relationship that I end
up in. I'm so tired of all of this being confuse of who I am and what I want to do in my life
and so on. I'm so tired of being sick of tired it's geting on my nerves if only ya'll can just
walk in my shoes. I'm so tired of this war that is still is going on when will it end and when
will the soliders come home for good, to be with thier love ones.I'm swo tired of being told
the same excuses from differnt men.I'm so tired of falling for the same old lines and most
important being sweet talk to.
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Is their any budy who understands me when I tell them that I'm
a young women.who's not free yet I'm still under a curse of haterness,betrail,lost of love,
confusion, along with true love. Is their any budy who would like to trade lives with me that
way.The two of us can see whats its like to live in some one else shoes/life, man your life is
scary and mess up. Yeah I know mind is mess up as well yes I got pick on by my ownethnic
group, sorry to say that but it's true. Is their any budy who understands that fact is thaqt
none of us has the right to clown/pick on others. When we all have prombles,issues,along
with trying so hard to please a man or a women.Is their any budy that knows about the real
truth of why it's important for black history month for black people. Is their any budy who
likes to be themselves.
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Tell me when was the last time you look in my eyes and told me
that you truely care about me. Tell me when was the last time we ever said we miss one
another. Bettter then that when was the last time you said that to me, tell me when was the
last time. You hold me close to you wiyh out thinking about holding another women while
you where holding me uh. Tell me when was the last time we could've gone on a another
date. Tell me when was the last time you acutualy where thinking about me be hi=onest now
I want to hear the truth. Telll me when was the last time we kiss and acftualy meant it and
not thinking about any one else. Tell me when was the last time you ask me on for a date
and lied to me. QAqbout not being a fast text writer how silly is that any ways tell me when
was the last time. you gave me a compliment and meant it and you werent sweet talking
your way to me. Tell me when was the last time we gaze into each others eyes and tell
me . When was the last time we felt a connection between us you know or do you know any
ways, like chemisrty.
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Im in love whith you and only you boy I never knew that I'd
feel this way for you. I'm in love whith you I'm done playing games whith you I'm done
playing you as well. I'm in love whith you wow I'm actualy admitting this to you and it
feels so scary. Yet so relaxing I hope you feel the same way abuout me because baby I'm
not palying about this. I'm realy in love whith you And my feelings for you have change in a
whole new level. I'm in love whith you I want to be next you when you wake up, I want to
be the 1. You come home to every night and day I am yours and you are mine their is no
one who csan't take you aweay from me. And baby trust me this time when I say that no
one, can't take me away form yoy any more. I'm in love you my true love.
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My feelings toward him are like a bond betwen a farther and a son the way the two of them
just play catch,football,talk about girls, or even going fishing. my feelings towrad him are
like a strong loveable touch. That's As strong as a rock and the strongest person in the whole
world. my feelings toward him man I'll cry over him again if any other man tells me to
choose between my man and the other man. Of course I'm going to choose my man over
any buddy. my feelings toward him are like a mothers unconditional love that she has for
some of her children. My feelings toward him are like a pair of doves sitting on a tree close
together. Hearing one anothers haert beating with a sweet melondy as they get closer to
one anothers heart. My feelings toward him are like two people who just met for the first
time, but knew that their is chemisrty between the two of them.My feelings toward him are
like. As if I don't care if their is any one around when I say that I'll always care about him
and also along with expressing my true feelings toward him. My feelings toward him are like
dancing the night away. My feelings for him are like when your a little kid and it's christmas
time. And it's ready to open up your gifts yeah that's how I feel when I hear his voice all
excited and anxicous. My feelings toward him are like singing a song that I wrote about him
just for him only. My feelings towrad him are like butterflies in my stomache that it tickels so
much. That I have no choice but to laugh out loud and and say out loud that I karleah have
strong feelings for my baby boy. My feelings towrad him are like going out to a club and
listin to your favorite club song. you know the one that makes you want to have fun and get
wild, and act all silly around people. My feelings toward him are like puppy love the first day
you see that special one for you. And you know that he could be the one for you from the
moment on. My feelings toward him are like magical powrs that I have for him as in I can put
a spell on him to make him fall for me. Yet why do that when I already have him falling for
me without the spell. My feelings toward him are like juliet and romeo minues the death part
of both of them. My feelings towrad him are like that feeling that you get inside of yourself
but you can't really expalin it though. My feelings towrad him are like kissing him on the
lips .
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I still love you so please don't let me go,
I still have strong feelongs for you.
I still care about you and want you back in my life.
I still want to be next to you.
I still want to hear your voice.
I still think your differnt from the rest.
I still am feeling you.
I still am atach to you.
I still can't sleep that good with out you by my side boo.
I still Want to have a good relationship with you.
I still and alwys will love you my stubby.
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When will you come back into my life mom I miss you so much that's it's not even hartd to
describe the missing part of you. When will you learn to accept me as your birth daughter
you made me. When will you feel happy around me when I myself feel extremly happy
whenever I'm around you. When will you appreciate my love toward you,dad, my siblings,
and the rest of my familly. When will you realize the truth that you and I are blood which
means that we are related. When will you love yourself first I know it's hard to do this but
you can do it momma. When will you believe in me that I can do anything if I put my mind
to it. When will you come and see me don't lie to please to me for the second time I already
am hurt. When will you come to my weding yes I'm talking to you have you been ignoring
me. When will you help me out or better yet help yourself out with your own big issues that
you keep on ignoring. When will you be that strong women that I know you are momma
keep your head up high. When will you become a well intellgent,head up high , with
confedence, within yourself type of queen. That you know that you are and can become one
if you just stop looking so misable. When will you stop having regrets about giving me and
another one of your children up for adoption. MOmma I kinda of undersatnd why you had to
do what you did. When will you.
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I'm missing my baby see me and man not seen not one another for a long time and I'm missing. Him like crazy can't stop thinking about him or the late nights we spend on the phone talking. I'm missing my baby he's always on mind and always will be in my heart no matter what. I'm missing my baby just not being able to be held into his arms and as well as. Staring in his eyes man this feeling sucks I'm missing my baby when will me and him be reunited. I'm missing my baby like no other can imagine its' like missing your love one. Who went off to Iraq and then comes home affter 6 months yeah I'm missing my baby.Wish he was here right my by side for I can hold him and tell him how much I love him. I'm missing my baby hey boo if you're out there and listing to this know that I mean. Everyhting that I'm saying in this poem to you because I'm missing my baby I want him to come home. So bad to me yeah I'm missing my baby wont you pepole just let him come to me. I cry when I'm not around him nore when I can't see him or even can't breathe, around him. I'm missing my baby.
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What makes a unique women.
What makes a unique women it's her pride that she has within herself.
What makes a unique women an independent women.
What makes a unique women a intellgent women.
What makes a unique women who has a mind of her own.
What makes a unique women a women who wont put up with no bs form no
one. What makes a unique women its her srtengh that she has the way she avicates
for herself. What makes a unique women.
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