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rejibudu
rejibudu
17/F
Write me an Ode, To The motherland That births black oil Tell her, that her children Have almost forgotten Her. As her traits are traded For the white mans knowledge And melanin is now bleached For a bright glowing skin. There is need for her, To call her children together Under the mango tree And reinstall the black attitude. For mother earth yearns for her To tell the story of our hero’s past And instill our negritude. Write me an ode to blackness. -Rejibudu
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Jun 29, 2022
Jun 29, 2022 at 7:08 AM UTC
Write me an Ode
Signed a contract little did I know It's occurrence shined bright on my face, and then I realized. Signed a contract little did I know came into this world on a mission my work I'm here to fulfill Signed a contract little did I know when the deal is over I'll have to go. Signed a contract little did I know got to fulfill my purpose before the allotted time's up. signed a contract little did I know this is business and everyone's on their contract
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Jan 8, 2022
Jan 8, 2022 at 3:59 PM UTC
A contract
Dance in the rain Where no one can hear you screaming. Dance in the rain Where no one hears you crying. Dance in the rain Where you make all your moves Till you're exhausted and you fall down Dance in the rain Where you'll rise up clean from the mud. Rejibudu🎀 Rain inspired🌧️
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Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 6:37 PM UTC
Dance!
pi, pi ,pi ,pi... that's the sound my ears could hear. It wasn't deafening for I couldn't bear the emerging pain that would fill my heart. one three it's thirteen, into the second month of a hundred of days. oh my! don't leave so soon our anniversary tomorrow to be marked by an event of the probability of your existence. Flowers to your bed, I bring you a card that you should read. though you're unresponsive I thought to read it out loud Will you be my valentine? and then you sneezed. Rejibudu
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 3:54 AM UTC
Red Hearts
I am 2 persons in one body I pray to God and I hate the church I love myself and I hate my neighbor I pray for the sick and I **** with my tongue I am 2 persons in one body I am a Christian and secret sin is my hobby I work in the church and refuse duties at home I respect the pastor and despise my parents I am 2 persons in one body different personalities I portray you can summon the one you want whenever you need it. Hot or Cold. I am 2 in 1. Rejibudu
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC
Lukewarm
The sun's down I'm stuck at a crossroad heading down town, on a lonely road with a load. The moon comes out and dim is my torch light Luckily, the street light's out and on my path, it shines bright. Now the light points to two directions it's at my discretion to choose my path. I realized I'm bad at making decisions can't tell which would lead to my death.
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
Crossroads
I write out the way I feel with words unable to express the feelings I conceal and a mouth unwilling to confess my state of incompleteness desiring to be not depressed to retain my consiousness my feelings are left unexpressed. I've always wanted answers I've always asked questions became a freelancer in line with my obsession following this sequence I'm exposed to life with it's frequence, I see the wildlife.
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
Me
From the heart flows the freshness of air the warmth of touch the glowing of eyes the sound of a smile the occasion of scene the calmness of mind the wings of time; hence! The feeling of love.
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
love
It's so hard this time, the pain i feel in my heart like it's gonna rip apart. What i get when i suppress the feelings and act all cool, and then you care no more. It's so hard this time, the tears won't stop; and it doesn't cleanse the pains. How quickly time flies, from friends to strangers I miss you.
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
It's so hard this time
Oh! How I love the swirls and swings the words make In my world of words; the unusual reality I see. A reality I make for myself, with the words I so choose. The acrimony I retain, The pain I let go by writing; until the dark thumb of fate presses me to the dust; I'll express myself with these words.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 1:10 PM UTC
Feelings