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Tanika Cooks Poem
In response
To your worried heart
Mind, mouth and stomach
Your busy thoughts
In response to your
Shaking hands and ill head
Your rightfully placed overreactions
You're right in placing them…pacing then
In response to your love for me
Well I cannot ignore it
So I blush and beg for it
Secretly…of course
You are my everything and I will do anything
To hush your fears
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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The most important walk
Is less then a block
And it
Means forever
A promise made with a long stride
That I'll always be by your side,
Doing wifely things
Every day and night
Cause I walked…
Well what if I ran instead
Could I still be held accountable for your happiness
Or what if I skipped
Even fell or flipped
Would the vow still make sense
It doesn’t matter I guess
I am not my mother
And divorce is just another lover
Found at the wedding dinner or the laundry mat
In fact
Lets get divorced first and see how that fares
Maybe will stay together in the end
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2010
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I cannot say forget me
For that will never fly
Impossibilities
like birds without wings
Take my soul from your eyes
I cannot say forgive me
For I am not sure of my sin
I take your fair heart with a fare start and balance it on the wind.
the breath that is left
inside my heaving chest
is meant for the exultation of you.
And all that i am in spirit, on land
is spent in the loving of you.
For love as it is, as rare and as cleansed
is not a forlorn sensation.
I cannot say this is the only way,
but the direction I've paved is without the pace I know.
And the love that exists refuses to relent, like the falling snow.
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2013
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Silly girl
You sit here and lick away at your enlightened lollypop
Driving him with your silent stares
Open your eyes
Beautiful portholes
Holes to your ever giving soul
A soul that doesn't exist
To you….
Eyes that spill tears that are very real
To you…
The taste, salty
The trail they leave
A temporary reminder of sadness down your cheek
Goodness, look at the time
How long does this sadness intend to last?
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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I sit and wait
For gate number 8
To open its doors and set me free
Free to what
Free to where
Free to go here and there
Breaking through the glass that encases my
Fragile mind
Free to think
About whatever I please
A bird one minute
The ocean the next
But this constant thought of you will
Never rest
And I wouldn’t want it to--it occupies my time
And keep in mind that I would have
Nothing less
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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I am speechless
And you speak, less
Now
Then you did before
And your secret hasn't changed
Much
You havent changed much
You still love me as you did
Before
And your sweet words I'm fond of
They caress my ear as I listen
And your intentions dear boy are
Endless
As the love I have for you
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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You make me feel
I don't even think this could be a poem
Im just gonna speak
You make me feel like I was meant for something
Purpose…
I already knew I had one
This is probably the hardest thing ive ever had to explain
So, I already knew I had one but…what you give me is something entirely
different
Like speed
Im high on you right now
You know what…you make me frustrated
And sad and excited—comfortable and scared, a little nervous but I like it
You are the cause of my distractions
And I shiver when I know im distracting you
You make me feel focused
Focused on you only
God..do you know what you do to me when you say im yours…
Ill let you feel one day...
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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Creeping crawling on the floor
It’s a sound I cant ignore
He comes dragging his lame leg
The smell of hatred dancing through the air
Quickly quickly in the corner
Close your eyes and hope its over
He carries a scythe and it scrapes along floor
High pitched scratching
death in unknown octaves
Grab your knees and hold them close
Sweat and tears are the same they rush over you
A broken water main
Eyelashes splashes
Stop blinking
Heaving chest drawing him nearer
Stop breathing
Think clearer
He is the reaper
He comes tonight
To take you away
To suffer you pain
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2010
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Put away inside
Told to stay alive
Lost in all but name
Nothing seems the same
Expected to survive
When life is so contrive
Alone at night and day
Taking part as slaves
We run we run we run
Only to end up
Put away inside
Put away inside
Put away inside
And our minds rot
And our minds clot
And our minds’ clock,
stop
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2010
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Camping out
Its dark
I’ll light my flash
Let it light up the path
I wont get lost
Just
Not yet
I’m camping out
In the woods
It’s dark
I’ll whistle my song
Keeps the vampires at bay
I’ll sleep when its day
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2010
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