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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Days, They go by like the hands of a clock waving goodbye From one number to the next But I find no inspiration in these words I write. It used to mend my pain when they flowed from my limbs and found its way onto my paper but now..now I am a prisoner, a prisoner of doubt and my mind is only a...
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    It's the late hours of the night, when the sun finds its resting place behind the moon. The silence stirs his mind into rants. It babbles, and all he can do is listen. His face, on the inside is constorted, He can picture it well even being masked with the pitch blackness. And then t...
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    I NEED TO WRITE, I HAVE TO WRITE FOR THE LIFE OF ME.. MY MOTHER TOLD ME I HAVE A STORY TO TELL BUT WHERE DO I START? SEEMS LIKE LATELY, I'VE LOST MY FOCUS OR MAYBE WRTING WAS NEVER MY TALENT? STRANGE FRUIT SOMETHING LIKE A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH VERY SCARCE TO COME BY O...
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    A nickel for your thoughts? A penny for your words? Shall we sit under the moon lite sky sipping iced tea on a breezy summer night can i stimulate your mind in hopes of a sparking a discussion with you as the main subject? A quarter for an hour? i want to wrap my words as a present and plac...
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    It was simple how they met There she was, standing alone spelling his name on the tip of her tongue she swayed with every letter composing a lullaby to the strum of her heart. his presence was her stage heart pounding, she was telling a story of two strangers desperately se...
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    We stood under the sun-ripened mango tree in a drawn-out circle of peace We played our favorite childhood game We screamed, my cousin … he screamed “I declare war on Jamaica!” I ran out of our peaceful circle Playing the role of a refugee As this was the procedure of war “BOOOMM!!”...
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    AN AIRPORT, I HEAR EVERY SOUND WAFTING SERIES OF SMELLS. BODIES GREETING MY SHOULDERS WITH A BUMP TIPPING TOES OVER MY SHOES INHALING MY SCENT VIEWING MY PRESENCE ALL THIS WHILE I STAND STILL I STAND ALONE. I KNOW THEY ARE THERE I HEAR CONVERSATIONS RISING AND FALLING LUGGAGES DRAGGING TH...
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    I'm here, lying flat on my back eyes closed in total serenity of you listening to the drums of my heart beating against my ribs building, anticipating to explosive thoughts that surf my head my mind spins in a daze, manipulating my visions giving a vivid image of your presence as my ears pla...
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    Still, we wait muting our movements stalling our existence installing rules of safety tickling our muscles implicating boldness, we stay, Still. Waiting for our signal Red light green light yellow light ne...
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    we be the ink drip straight onto the sheet them, they got sounds bust right outta the speakers us flow with words like liquid to a river you dig the flow like diamonds from the earth he read the terms sink right into a pattern she feels the beat smooth, from the underground we bust the rhymes ...
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    Kyle was on the other side of the phone line waiting for the verdict of his fathers' decision. He kept biting his lips until he felt the the rusty taste of blood on his tongue. Kyle knew he had messed up coming home drunk from a party, past his curfew while he was supposed to be grounded. "...
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    Tonight I'll dream of the red sunset that graces the sky during the dawn of the night, my eyelids will replay my childhood, presenting me full flesh under the moonlight sitting beneath the sweet mango tree listening as my mother tell stories of long ago. When i close my eyes tonight, ...
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    Red lights right, white lights left. They sat on the greyhound bus in the middle of shivery December night. She laid her head on his shoulders connecting her eye lids. Minutes passed he whispered "it’s like moving Christmas lights". She quickly opened her eyes to moving traffic. She whis...
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    Look around you.. tell me what you see this world we're living in this life we're craving material things that were made man that was created god that is the creator we are blind we've been fooled into thinking that man made things things made by man erupted our existence...
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    We stood under the sun-ripped mango tree In a drawn-out circle of peace We played our favorite childhood game He screamed, my cousin, he screamed “I declare war on Jamaica!” I ran out of our peaceful circle Playing the role of a refugee As this was the procedure of war “BOOOOMM!” We ...
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    who i am is not in the definition of ur beliefs i have every right to keep my head held high and regonize my beauty both mentally and physically.. you dont define me you've never been webster and you will never be god. i am a complex being and my true beauty lies in my state of mind. ph...
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