oluwabunmi-fakorede - Hello Poetry

one step forward and one back is the way to your destruction my mother says she preached and cried and yelled just to get the message through my heardrums am i dreaming? worries was her rights

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Jun 1, 2016

Jun 1, 2016 at 5:10 PM UTC

distruction

one step forward and one back is the way to your destruction my mother says she preached and cried and yelled just to get the message through my heardrums am i dreaming? worries was her rights

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dead corpses whispering into your ears trying to tell you their stories from alive to forgotton will you listen? your words are like fake gold to their souls useless will you listen? your voice are a sin to their worlds just listen don't talk will you listen?

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Jun 1, 2016

Jun 1, 2016 at 11:15 AM UTC

will you listen?

dead corpses whispering into your ears trying to tell you their stories from alive to forgotton will you listen? your words are like fake gold to their souls useless will you listen? your voice are a sin to their worlds just listen don't talk will you listen?

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When her eyes are like the hudson river or when her lips were a diversion of her words spoken Or when her hair was pushed up like a barbie doll but i never knew it was the end my heart was broken ,my tears felt like blood dripping down my cheeks I was alone thinking the end is near ,saying main friends i give up my memories is as new as my hairstyle am starting anew and i don't want you or need you because i am not making the end i am moving on like you

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Jun 1, 2016

Jun 1, 2016 at 11:10 AM UTC

END

When her eyes are like the hudson river or when her lips were a diversion of her words spoken Or when her hair was pushed up like a barbie doll but i never knew it was the end my heart was broken ,my tears felt like blood dripping down my cheeks I was alone thinking the end is near ,saying main friends i give up my memories is as new as my hairstyle am starting anew and i don't want you or need you because i am not making the end i am moving on like you

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Where do i start from? Everyday i fall and the next day i rise Before i was calm shy and don't even know the meaning of the word willed from starter now i am aggressive can be be sweet and kind strong willed and imaginative what changed and why? Everyday i make myself strong minded and i try my best to fit in but not anymore I survived every bullying everyday and neglection why? but am fine Don't underestimate me I don't surrender i toughten up Everyday that why i am very happy on the outside But inside i have a story

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Dec 4, 2015

Dec 4, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC

Everyday

Where do i start from? Everyday i fall and the next day i rise Before i was calm shy and don't even know the meaning of the word willed from starter now i am aggressive can be be sweet and kind strong willed and imaginative what changed and why? Everyday i make myself strong minded and i try my best to fit in but not anymore I survived every bullying everyday and neglection why? but am fine Don't underestimate me I don't surrender i toughten up Everyday that why i am very happy on the outside But inside i have a story

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Black written bold on my forehead like a tattoo Agun pointed by the side of my head Just because i am black I am black so my punishment is that i must stand up for other race to sit down like they are the ruler just because i am black WOW! We surround ourself with our own kind We work as a slave to other race well anyways that is the olden times Just to earn money for our children but we don't complain do we? Sometimes i think that our identities are nothing to other race

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Dec 4, 2015

Dec 4, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC

Just because i am black

Black written bold on my forehead like a tattoo Agun pointed by the side of my head Just because i am black I am black so my punishment is that i must stand up for other race to sit down like they are the ruler just because i am black WOW! We surround ourself with our own kind We work as a slave to other race well anyways that is the olden times Just to earn money for our children but we don't complain do we? Sometimes i think that our identities are nothing to other race

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Tears dripping down their eyes Corpse on the ground, people crying and shouting and shouting and i don't know why just clueless. Pains,Tears,Memories When you see the corpse on the ground lying cold and the question that comes out of the their mind is, Is he coming back? And the memories just makes the water from their eyes flow like waterfall and rolling pins But the actually question that comes from their mind is , Is he actually coming back? Silence is what they get as a reply or is his memories going to stay with us? Pain was written bold on the parents forehead for rituals. His nose was covered in cotton buds, punishment for leaving his parents in old age. Sometimes people wondered what was the reason of his death was cancer, *** diabetes or was he murdered? Or who is going to take responsibility of his children that he left behind, His old aged parents who are likely to die soon or his friends who are nowhere to be found? Their mother is gone now the man made the children an orphan.

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Aug 21, 2015

Aug 21, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC

Death

Tears dripping down their eyes Corpse on the ground, people crying and shouting and shouting and i don't know why just clueless. Pains,Tears,Memories When you see the corpse on the ground lying cold and the question that comes out of the their mind is, Is he coming back? And the memories just makes the water from their eyes flow like waterfall and rolling pins But the actually question that comes from their mind is , Is he actually coming back? Silence is what they get as a reply or is his memories going to stay with us? Pain was written bold on the parents forehead for rituals. His nose was covered in cotton buds, punishment for leaving his parents in old age. Sometimes people wondered what was the reason of his death was cancer, *** diabetes or was he murdered? Or who is going to take responsibility of his children that he left behind, His old aged parents who are likely to die soon or his friends who are nowhere to be found? Their mother is gone now the man made the children an orphan.

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Your lips is a diversion of your words your spoken spoken your hair are like lullaby strings across my heardrums Your eyes is like the oceans of the never ending planet just glowing, unique Your hands are like cushions soft ,comfortable and beautiful

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Jun 19, 2015

Jun 19, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC

SONNET

Your lips is a diversion of your words your spoken spoken your hair are like lullaby strings across my heardrums Your eyes is like the oceans of the never ending planet just glowing, unique Your hands are like cushions soft ,comfortable and beautiful

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My name means strong willed the strongness that keeps me safe and protected People say my name is *** *** but i don't think so they give me names that has the meaning of nothing but i want to be unique different from the rest My name means the equation of addition that keeps me invovled My name means wealth surrounds me and when i look around me i see nothing but black and white environment My name that has been changed from wealth surround me to god to me now it is my middle name My name means emotion that was given to me from my grandmother alive but not forgotten My name means

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Jun 12, 2015

Jun 12, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC

My names means

My name means strong willed the strongness that keeps me safe and protected People say my name is *** *** but i don't think so they give me names that has the meaning of nothing but i want to be unique different from the rest My name means the equation of addition that keeps me invovled My name means wealth surrounds me and when i look around me i see nothing but black and white environment My name that has been changed from wealth surround me to god to me now it is my middle name My name means emotion that was given to me from my grandmother alive but not forgotten My name means

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I will stand up until my legs are paralysed I will shout out to the every last breathe that i own in my body I will fight as long as i want until people are tired and they had enough I will conquer my fears and stand up like a stick with strong backbones I will give people a benefitting reply until my blood is hot and red I will live everyday like my last I will write my words in rhyme and walk on the stairs of hope that is already broken I will dance along to music of sorrow but i will survive I will kiss my dreams and say hello to my present I will my determination as my closest friend I WILL

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Jun 12, 2015

Jun 12, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC

I WILL

I will stand up until my legs are paralysed I will shout out to the every last breathe that i own in my body I will fight as long as i want until people are tired and they had enough I will conquer my fears and stand up like a stick with strong backbones I will give people a benefitting reply until my blood is hot and red I will live everyday like my last I will write my words in rhyme and walk on the stairs of hope that is already broken I will dance along to music of sorrow but i will survive I will kiss my dreams and say hello to my present I will my determination as my closest friend I WILL

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You nurture my blood and filled it with contents from the sky When I undress my skin it is not in danger it is in alienation it is reality The interviewer asked if I neglected why little Richard provoked one black emptiness #Your final silence in middle school was Kenny G's lawlessness When you lose a moon it blinds like trayvon But the moon is like a piece of your body removed called decoded

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Mar 29, 2015

Mar 29, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC

DECODED

You nurture my blood and filled it with contents from the sky When I undress my skin it is not in danger it is in alienation it is reality The interviewer asked if I neglected why little Richard provoked one black emptiness #Your final silence in middle school was Kenny G's lawlessness When you lose a moon it blinds like trayvon But the moon is like a piece of your body removed called decoded

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