A tired soul bleeds agony. A tired soul bleeds mischief. A tired soul bleeds restless nights. Nothing to give. Nothing to say. Wanting to write words but not knowing how. Wanting to write a love story but I can’t cast you as a character. Wanting to find you, but you leave me. Wanting to ,Continue reading “Tired Soul”
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Go Away
Newness,— The thing we all hate but need. The thing that carries fear in her breasts and ask us to desire her. The thing that trickles softly across our fingertips of emotions, Breathing heavily into our current state of mind. Approaches—my future as if she owns it. Knows it. I am lost,— Am I talkingContinue reading “Go Away”
Perfectly Imperfect
The language of my lips and the stutter of my tongue. The worries in my mind, and the battles of my heart. The thought processes of my broken heart. The thickness of my thighs— The glory in my eyes, awaiting the roads to the prize of who I am. The fear in my soul, plaguedContinue reading “Perfectly Imperfect”
Home
Tired of having to fight to love youI’m tired of having to fight for love.Fight for a hug.Fight for your sight.Fight for your might and will to love- me.But it should be you.If you don’t love you who am I?But it hurts mama. The selfishness in your inability to love you, for your family.When didContinue reading “Home”
Too Sweet For You..
Too sweet for you,The child with a bitter tongueThe man with a troubled heart.Too sweet for you,A daughter who is now a mother,Who has yet to heal,The one whose flesh speaks louder than your words, who doesn’t understand why I fly with the birds, higher and higher I go.Too sweet for a patriarchal society.Too sweetContinue reading “Too Sweet For You..”
Rainforest
Wicked trees blow, abruptly shaking the tranquility of the forest.Predators prey, in hopes that their prayer come true, dominance.Birds soar, and rest at the top, peaking down on the trouble on the forest floor.Anxiety, stealthy like a tiger, creeps up on the child, bombarding her with dreams of nightmares, a daily story of terrorism.The pastContinue reading “Rainforest”
Excerpt From My Diary
What am I trying to prove?Day in and day out?That I am resilient?That I don’t fall when I trip?That I can?That perfection is my friend, and knowing-it-all raised me?That my insecurities are not valid?That the pain I feel isn’t real?That the pain I feel isn’t normal?There’s nothing new under the sun.Why does it feel likeContinue reading “Excerpt From My Diary”
Missing Yesterday
Sweet birds are chirping.The smell of pine.The clicking of shoes against the pavement.The smiles of a stranger that penetrates a lonesome heart.The thrill of a roller coaster taken away by the screams of horror.Blissful nights awakened by darkness.A call to yesterday, hoping for an answer.Mysteries of today, the riddles of tomorrow, haunts us.I miss youContinue reading “Missing Yesterday”