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Taneikah Anderson Poem
My dark skin stings as cold tears trickle down my frowning face
Anger and sadness has built up within me, squeezing my organs
I quietly sniffle trying to figure out what is wrong
Why are tears pouring down my face uncontrollably?
Like a waterfall of somber wetness
I don’t know why I’m upset
I fear not knowing what I am fearing
The world has become an utter blur
All that I ponder is the evil and horrid occurrences:
Racism, discrimination, murder, bullying, suicide
It’s hard to walk upon earth with knowledge of savagery
We are all monsters
Some just appear nicer than others
Within a smile lies one’s inner, true self
Within, I lay a mask to disguise my internal grief
In reality, the world is a dark, sorrowful place
Lying between the depths of fiery hell and the skies of glorious Heaven
Trapped by inevitable sin encompassing it
I swallow a distasteful gulp
As my thoughts scramble and jumble
A whirling wind of confusion and frustration taunts me
God, please give me an answer
What is the answer to life?
To living? To existing?
Why do I not comprehend these feelings of madness?
Not insanity, but anger, anguish, sorrow
All I hope, all I can pray for is
Dear Lord, please oh please make it a better tomorrow.
Copyright © Taneikah Anderson | Year Posted 2015
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He's a degenerate corrupted by the immortality of humanity,
uttering beguiling lies,
piling sin upon sin upon sin,
inexorable sin enveloping every ounce of good
lying within his dark heart,
impending like a ticking powder keg
Grief leaves him with a toxic conscience;
utter vice,
bound to everlasting condemnation
Hopeless with no affection; no virtue in sight
Envy seeps from his encrusted eyes
Pride,
ebbs what remaining modesty he beholds
Morals,
contaminated by sheer evil
He sits uneasily, contemplating
like a terrorist pending to commit genocide
The Devil smirks at his rebellious acts
destruction, corruption, demoralization,
decaying God's Creation
This is evil
This is wickedness
This is vice
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Taneikah Anderson Poem
I stare at my reflection in the mirror
The scarring memories flash nearer
My dark eyes
The hidden lies
My brown skin
My ugly sins
My dark brown hair
The ugly stares
My long flat nose
The aching blows
My plump bottom lip
The flashbacks won't slip
Envy in my eyes
The jealousy will only rise
My broken heart
The boy who would start
To turn my frown upside down
To the smile truly worth while
But then one mistake
Was all it did take
To ruin something special
Worth dying
If I didn't love him I'd be lying
But now it's all gone
The happiness that shone
The guilt will embrace
The pain in my face
The scarring memories flash nearer
As I stare at my reflection in the mirror
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Reticent cries clog my throat
silent screams escape my body
remnants of sodium stain my swollen cheeks
the sensation burning
as water droplets flow
down my caked face like a stream
My soul yearns for physical companionship
this hunger for affection
that which I am lacking
devours my spiritual being
I long for a voice that does not utter
the torturous thoughts imprisoned within me
Anguish stabs my throbbing heart
desolation engulfs my stark existence
the embodiment of loneliness consumes me
solitude's firm grasp strangles my throat
with its arms
invisible, yet so very familiar
I'm gasping for air;
but
I feel so empty
ICan'tBreathe
My ears unceasingly ring
of silent screams
Echo,
echoing thunderously
screeching louder within me
NO
Alone, I am not;
for one refuses to not accompany me
Loneliness and I
We will always be
Loneliness and I
For eternity
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Copyright © Taneikah Anderson | Year Posted 2016
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she is the aftermath of Poison's toxic touch
the result of rage forcing down her lungs
latching onto her vocal chords
leaving the rosy tongue numb
the trachea struggles to release rapid breaths
as the Poison clasps with all its might
putting the larynx and pharynx on pause
the Poison leaves a somber conscience;
lost soul;
broken heart;
bleak visions
here, she drowns into a sea of hopelessness
plunging into the depths of a drab abyss
as fear's imprints stain her discolored skin
a recurring nightmare embodies her
intoxicated by darkness
swallowed by sorrow
Mr. Poison waves goodbye
well, that is
until tomorrow
Copyright © Taneikah Anderson | Year Posted 2016
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