Loveyoursef Poems

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Yes I Am Black

Yes I Am Black long poem

I was born with a face less fair, God painted me with charcoal, they said! So by now you get it, I’m black! A progeny of the slaves, a colour of destruction and evil fate! My colour became my identity

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You Don’t Know

You Dont Know short poem

You do not know how this feeling started, You do not know how this thing called Love acted, You do not know how my heart reacted, When I am with you, I am always melted, tongue-tied. You don’t know how

It is never too late!

It is never too late! short poem

I wish I could dance, I wish I could sing, If only had I tried to learn, When I had a chance! I am scared of the water, Don’t know how to swim, I need to lose about 5 kilos

If Feelings Were Sculptures.

If Feelings Were Sculptures. short poem

A lovely feeling, surprisingly drenched in passion, an emotion that’s fleeting, but stronger each time, spilling from my soul, with ink on paper. I wonder at my own predicament, in a fearless emotion, that isn’t tangible, the sculptures of a

She

She short poem

Every brunt she has to bear. Every music she has to face. Learn to value the word ‘she’ my dear. Because she is the whole humanity’s base. She encapsulated you when you were a homogenised matter. She bore the dreadful

My Love

My Love long poem

My love I saw you and my mind changed I lost words right in your eyes Found love in your eyes You completely turned my words of hatred to that of love You’re my foreign land because every time I

S.t.r.o.ng.

S.t.r.o.ng. long poem

Here I am, Marooned on this land. My feet sink down into shifting sand. At times it feels more like quicksand. I look around, I scan – The battle seems to be out of hand. I need backup, a helping

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning short poem

God is waiting condensed within the church for the mosaic of belief to arrive. a mile away the minister is loosely holding the steering wheel of his aged sedan stunned by visions of dazzling supermarket aisles barking abundance and glittering

Opposites

Opposites short poem

Rain, wet and unrelenting Sun, so hot and dazzling Dreams of misty, cool rain And rides in an air-conditioned train Skylines of harsh, cold concrete Valleys of lush, green meadows Thunderstorms over a thrashing sea Beaches of soft, golden sand

My Darling Child

My Darling Child short poem

Were you not born Had you not looked at me I would be a “No” person Your little fingers Your smooth hand Your rolling eyes Your funny smile Take me to Heaven And lo…my dear Darling little child You are

Meandering Mind

Meandering Mind short poem

A bud, A flower you are a closed bud come bloom into a flower and spread the fragrance of love into this scentless garden of my life!! Infinite from infinity “i” came kaleidoscoping through the horizons of a womb of

Untitled

Untitled short poem

And what for this rallying call mellifluous our human and brutish moments the heaving and seething and bitching sighs and sweat to stray, accumulate, funny pictures beneath a huge and hurting sky soaked and sore in summer sun or frozen

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend long poem

Hours before the birth of the gem, There was an affectionate argument between them; Her father said, ”Watch my child change the state as a minister”, To which her mom quipped, ”No she’ll deliver unbiased justice as a barrister.” When

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone long poem

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

Unanswered Questions Of An Innocent Childhood

Unanswered Questions Of An Innocent Childhood long poem

A little childhood collecting Waste papers on a garbage dump Asked me, “Am I borne to do this job?” I had no answer A childhood begging on roadside Asked me, “Is my childhood borne for begging?” I had no answer

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens prose poem

Happiness happens when you least expect it. It can come after a while of being rejected. When you are feeling down, life’s moving kinda slow, happiness can happen from a simple hello. When you admire someone and they say hi.

The Web Of Choices

The Web Of Choices ode

Right choices How can we make? Tracks of knowledge How can we take? Footprint of a thought A starting note Faithfully follow Roots of a willow Spreading so deep For the leaves to weep Diverging from one to another To

Hewitt Cox Aka Brown Bomber (my Godfather)

Hewitt Cox Aka Brown Bomber (my Godfather) long poem

Mr. Hewitt Cox The father of my dreams The hardest working man In the whole entire east Never have I ever Been closer to a 60 year old man We were so close in fact, I call him my best

The Quest

The Quest long poem

I stood on the red glimmering rim of horizon, groping my way in my quest for secret of life; I stumbled many a time in the dark region, and bruised myself in my quest for secret of life! The red

Family Encounters

Family Encounters prose poem

Father passed on nearly ten years before I got married He was not there when I finished high school Nor was he around when I finished college My youngest sibling was nine months There was a period of grief at

Poem for an unknown mother…

Poem for an unknown mother... short poem

I wanted to be you For all this while I longed for your elegance And that perfect smile I picked up your style I did things your way How would you react? What would you say? Your thoughts, your dreams

I’m Still A Simple Country Boy

I’m Still A Simple Country Boy long poem

Well it’s been a long hard road To get here from where I come From but now I’m a livin’ high On the hog and the best is yet To come still you can’t judge a Book by its cover

Haunting Wilderness Echos

Haunting Wilderness Echos short poem

High in the Cascade Mountain Range in a pristine alpine sanctuary; Early in the morning in wilderness tranquility,from the northern shoreline of a placid pond. Serene echoes of a loon’s lonesome yodel eloquently float out over the alpine flora and

Yes No Maybe

Yes No Maybe short poem

I was doing so well. At least so I thought. Maybe For ONE moment, I was over you. Maybe For ONE moment, I was happy. But Suddenly, I saw something, Something amazing, So sophisticated, Made me eager, and intrigued. It

Kohl

Kohl short poem

And now you sit dumbstruck, being a vivid orthodox lion, you speak to the world that you are too sweet, with your creative and imagining mind. But I tell you child, ‘dreaming’ and ‘imagining’ are not synonymous words. They stand

CHIMERA

CHIMERA short poem

Destiny etches our lives and draws its pictures, we are but portraits placed in its layout… Strange are the ways of fate; when all is lived  and seen, when the path to be trod, has been decided and chosen then,

The Tears Fall

The Tears Fall long poem

I keep thinking That the tears will stop That in time, They’ll just fade But the more the days and months pass The harder they come, Each time I cry I could just fall into an abyss I want to

Legacy

Legacy short poem

This dawn, the legacy of nights before, Breaks from horizons of the distant past, In land so faraway, on stranger shore, Now gone, but not mementos that still last; Find no memorials proudly hewn in stones, Nor citadels to champion

The Way

The Way prose poem

I never took the easy way,never took the pleasing way buried my Conscience and dug up my essence on the way Fallen heroes,friends and foes I met along the way, found peace the strength that kept me walking was released

5:49 A.m.

5:49 A.m. short poem

Lately you act like I’m a body, not a person. It chills my bones and ice crystals huddle in the marrow. I crawl into the nostalgic warmth of what was but all I hit is the black and blue of

Did You Miss Me ?

Did You Miss Me ? long poem

I slept wondering if he would miss me Was it easy for him to leave me? I saw him going happily Surprisingly He came back and asked me If I would like to come along with him My eyes startled

A Dreamer Of Dreams

A Dreamer Of Dreams long poem

Outside my door was a rainbow of color I’d never seen before, Then God saw fit to deliver you, right to my very door He set the color of blue in your eyes through which I now see summer skies

Portentous Prognosis

Portentous Prognosis long poem

(If Mother Earth could speak…) I’m the first light of dawn setting fire to the skies, the awe that ends with a soft, sated sigh. I’m the slow, gentle sway of ancient, lofty trees, branches of life filled with wonders

Tattoos

Tattoos short poem

You crawled under my skin Like a needle for a tetanus shot But who knew That that needle would turn into a blade Causing me to be Unstable Untrustworthy Unfriendly You changed me for the better Until you became the

Only Your Memories

Only Your Memories short poem

You don’t need a time machine, only your memories, they can take you back in time, connected more than any rhyme, you don’t need a time machine, only your memories, they can take you any where, into hope or in

Our First Kiss Lingers

Our First Kiss Lingers short poem

Our first kiss lingers come rain come shine It was a soul to soul melody, yours to mine. Love was soaring, like a seagull above the sea Our hearts danced in harmony with the melody It was a soul to

I Hate Goodbyes

I Hate Goodbyes short poem

Goodbyes mean I’m not going to see you! No more waking up to your smile, Can’t hear your voice anymore- And can’t hold you anymore. Can you hear my heart beating- Crying out to you Begging you to stay? Can

Heir Of Consequences

Heir Of Consequences short poem

You’re the reason why I’m here I have questions but, frankly, you won’t hear Mom, why’d you have to go that early? You released my hands and let it move freely. I’m near to full But for god’s sake I

Commentaries — From April 4, 2014

Commentaries     From April 4, 2014 prose poem

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Babylon

Babylon ode

Between-Euphrates and Tigris, I was located, Ancient gods found home in me, Beliefs I professed were numerous, Yoke-I placed-upon captives, Life buried in religious activities-I encouraged, On top of hanging garden my beauty laid, Nations far and near feared me