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Mama’s Boy

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Mamas-boy

Son, I have but a few words for you and it is only going to take a few minutes of your time – Boy as I look down upon you from the heavens of my new journey’s horizon, I can still feel the joyful pain from the day I released you into this world.  The […]

I Define

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Reflets IV

There have been those who told me where I’ve been and where I have yet to go but I had to look down within the bosom of soul and let them know that I define my own destination as only my feet have had to walk the paths of self education searching and finding the […]

Still Waters

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Still waters

I have always had a fear of drowning, therefore I float.  I flow with the currents that take me upstream and empties me in the mouth of life’s ocean; waves silently drift and the ripples sing the harmony of my being. But when the waters rise, I sink gasping for air. Lungs suffocate with fear, […]

Poem Cry

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Poem cry

There is no crying in poetry because poems don’t cry for sympathy/they cry to expose the human emotion of translation and they cry to ignite the fuel of connection . I have had many tears in this life; many tears I’ve found again in the fragrance of summer’s past but I will not share these […]

Of Dreams

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Of-Dreams

When I was younger I used to sit on the side of cobblestone curbs and dream I had cool dreams and jazzy dreams; I had the kind of dreams that made my mind sway and the kind of dreams that took me away to another day where I was someone with a name I had […]

These Words

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These words

Sitting here thinking, reminiscing about how back then the world seemed cruel and life through my eyes was filled with rules – I was a young child, age of five and so newly alive, taught early the streets as a source to survive I write these words so glad I’m alive and as I look […]

Anonymous

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InvisibleMan_by_myil36

Sometimes I look in my own eyes and see the definition of a man who just wants to live his life without the judgment and sacrifice of ignorant minds trying to break him down and hateful words that try to fade his dreams and tear apart his soul all the way to the seams; in […]

Waiting

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waiting

I didn’t recognize the world anyone on that late March afternoon; a light breeze attempted to kiss my cheek but the pain inside me ignored nature’s opportunity to cuddle with my life.  The sun’s smooth radiance barely blinded my eyes as I drove to find out what was wrong with me and in that moment, […]

Everything Around Me

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Everything around me

I’ve sat here long enough watching the flame of this scented candle of life burn slowly whilst melting time into the wax of loss. As I sit here exploring everything around me, I find the appreciation in everything I see; It is the fragrance of love that electrifies the air I breathe that keeps me […]

I Write For Poetry

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To Be or Not To Be

Poetry is my sadness.  It is my need to bleed the ink of every emotion my heart drips.  It is my comfort when my sky gets dark and my world becomes filled with heartache and pain; it is the internal rain that floods the inside of my mind when life threatens to leave me behind […]