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poemsbyhennyjb
poemsbyhennyjb
27/F/New York mastering the art of subtle writing.
Humans on celestial bodies, if you exist, this is a message to you In a billion plus a million years, when you find this book hidden in your sands You'll close your eyes to imagine the beauty of the Earth, Know that the sun once shined so bright it made our skin glow The bodies of water hugged the Earth, All while the moon and stars gave us hope Humans on celestial bodies, if you exist, this is a message to you Don’t be cruel to your 'Earth' like we once were Let the tides of the ocean play with you until they knock you down Just to look up at the stars as they light up the night sky Remember, everything exhausting energy will some day die Leave something so your souls won't look back and…. - Henessy J. Beltre
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Aug 2, 2024
Aug 2, 2024 at 9:33 PM UTC
Message to Humans on Celestial Bodies
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Aug 2, 2024
Aug 2, 2024 at 9:21 PM UTC
Hello Poetry!
Observer of the Universe you call yourself Because you see the moon and the stars And you imagine the galaxies far beyond Just a reminder Wherever you may be reading this In a coffee shop, in a bookstore, or under the covers We are both wrapped around with blankets of water and mountains We share the stars & the moon The sun & the earth And with that being said We are closer than you'd ever observe - Henessy J. Beltre
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
Universe
Tall Short Society will judge you rich or poor Fat Skinny Ugly Beautiful Society will label you in every form Introvert Extrovert Whatever -vert they try to label you They'll never truly know You wouldn't allow being labeled You stand out of any social norm they try to place you Extrovert Introvert You laugh knowing you are neither Beautiful Ugly Skinny Fat You couldn't believe those four words measure beauty Short Tall How could any of these labels measure the depths of any human? - Henessy J. Beltre
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
Labels
She is raw like cacao Carries a smell of cinnamon and honey Natural brown eumelanin skin Everyone judges not knowing what's within Sweet like honey, She cures any emptiness carried in a man Mix her with sunshine And she glows within Beautiful big brown eyes No one ever takes the time to notice her People only falsely label her and lack realization That she's the most beautiful and radiant brown skinned girl Sweet like honey Beautiful brown girl Never lose your fire Even when the sun may not shine, you'll still always blind them - Henessy J. Beltre
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 9:39 AM UTC
Honey + Melanin
Lost myself in your eyes, your smile, your soul Your beauty was contagious, your love was filling A force I couldn’t explain when I met you Your touch left me wanting more Fate played its role in making me yours Since I've always craved you from a far You felt lucky, I felt at peace You became my muse, you became my king You are my muse, I was absorbed in your love Transfused your smile into my life Exerted with great force, you were something from above I've got to know why you've been kept from me all along Fell in love with you like the night sky Favored whatever got me closer to you, Filled my late nights with your laugh I couldn't sleep without you Oh my muse, how much I love you - Henessy J. Beltre
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
Muse
Confused and misguided I found myself in the bookstore, Looking for myself in the writing of poets, Where pain and love met, I yearned for more Found myself in disguise, broken, feeling time fly Broken and insecure, I found myself in the bookstore. Reading about my past lovers, was I not strong enough for the storm? Loved a man who failed to explore, The woman inside me begging for more Lost but committed, I found myself in the bookstore. Reminiscing on our lust, was I a bore? Picking up a book filled with promises, Will I ever get what love has in store?   Running towards lust, I ended up broken in the bookstore. You left me broken but wanting more Addicted to your soul, I failed to remember.. That I met you at the bookstore -Henessy J. Beltre
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 9:18 PM UTC
Broken in the Bookstore