Black on Black Arts
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Black on Black Arts Poems
Waking up back hurting. Sun in my eyes, mosquito bites on my skin I begin to itch. Swating away flies I get up from my concrete bed. Bloodshot eyes see blurry in the light from crying myself
These arms of mine
Open and waiting. Comforting yet anticipating. Sheltering and protective.
Alone With You
I could go out with the fellas to play a game or two of pool. Or I could spend the nite with you(yeah that be cool. I could go to church to pray to the heavens above. Or I could be at home with you making love.
Ace of my Heart
I see her from afar eyes concealed behind shaded glasses as she touches my heart from up close Hiding my emotions I deal out a smile
I Don't Mind
When you get an attitude and you don't wanna talk. When you get tempermental wit me I just go for a walk. When life and your job got you down. If you need somebody to take it out on.
Come with me Let me show you wonders unseen. Set your mind at ease. Show me your heart.
Means to an End
It started with a smile bright illuminous like the north star. Ever present given me hope. We kissed and nothing else in the world mattered but you. We laughed hard, we played hard and loved even harder.
Rite of Passage
Walk a mile in my shoes and you'll develop blisters. As you drop to your knees from the weight of the world that i had to endure since birth. Your shoulders will slump from the sacrifies I had to make.
Tell me It's Alright Tell me it's not all coming to an end From Bad Choices Made Easy we're at odds Trying to understand you but i'm Lost-N-Translation as our lives seem separate
2 U 2 Me 2 Us
I'm not the man I once was. Loving U has made a man out of Me. If U look in my eyes all U will see is U. If I could pull out my heart it is U that
Bad choices made easy
I could've made a left turn instead I made a right After an argument I said goodbye I should've said goodnight
I wasn't your type but you loved me anyway. You had issues of your own but when I looked at you it was like Christmas day. Arguments N the daytime, love making at night was our forte. When you weren't around I thought about you every minute of every day.
The Demise of a Poet
Time slowly ticks tick, ticking away. Sitting at the table staring at a blank piece of paper. Pen in hand tapping tap, tapping on the table. It echoes as it resonates thru the house.
Born into a world of madness. The world awaits me. Strike one against a young black child. The world hates me.
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Waking up back hurting.
Sun in my eyes, mosquito bites on my skin I begin to itch.
Swating away flies I get up from my concrete bed.
Bloodshot eyes see blurry in the light from crying myself
to sleep at night.
I've hit rock bottom but it feels like rock bottom has hit
me as I wander aimlessly for food and shelter.
Just a little taste to curb my growling stomach.
Water ever so important now more than ever as my lips dry
and crack from thirst.What do I do now?
I pray but they go unanswered.
Don't wanna go on living anymore my pain unbearable slowly