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Jun 2020 · 30
On Notice
Pluck Jun 2020
I’m living a life where we sure to treat everyone equal.
The only people who’re less are men who don’t treat & view women as people.
If you a man & don’t understand your woman then you need to ask her.
You don’t have to be a surgeon to cut out the cancer.
Seeing something funny & opening your mouth can be just as easy as laughter.
If the wrong person in my cabin, the tires screeching shortly after.
It’s usually the people who don’t reach their goals that do the most reaching.
Noticing it’s Loving women that do the most teaching.
View how much I love my mother, I love my woman, I live what I believe in.
Be careful who you’re around. Be careful what you breathe in.
Jun 2020 · 39
2:11am
Pluck Jun 2020
Close your eyes & your mind keeps going, racing thoughts aren’t a cruising feel.
We do everything to win & feel as if we’re losing still.
I Hope everyone knows what it’s like to need It off your chest.
Every night I go to sleep but I rarely get to rest.
Pressure added on top of the pressure I put on myself.
Being labeled selfish when my energy goes to helping everyone else.
So many I love struggling, I feel guilty Every time I smile.
Quarantine? some of us been alone. some of us been wearing masks for awhile.
The type of money to help everyone I can’t make It.
My brother, my best friend don’t love me no more & I can’t take It.
My mom grieving & I cant hug her, I can’t hold her.
& if I tell her how I’m feeling that’s just another bolder.
I keep It inside because I never want to scare anyone.
Just know if it’s been hard, you’re not the only one.
Mar 2020 · 101
Bored & wanting Steak
Pluck Mar 2020
Music was a voice. Therapy was support. Judgement was never court.
All natural, Presence was the only force.
Cuts heeled. Promises were real & doubt couldn’t be heard anymore.
Just like limbo, it’s so easy when the bar is far from the floor.
She felt adored.
She was pencil & when the pencil slipped, he was eraser.
Every time a path to growth showed up He would race her.
No one understood, he was a translator.
She used to never be a priority, he would get with friends later.
A lifetime was squeezed in less than a year.
one day he disappeared.
but left so much food for thought there.
Only a short time is needed to make a steak rare.
Mar 2020 · 78
Happiness
Pluck Mar 2020
I don’t take any of It for granted, not one minute.
Not even the days It seemed like the food came w/roaches in It.
I just got this, how is It already bad?
We put things down & forget what we had.
Don’t let It go over your head.
But if it’s not supposed to why do they call It under stand?
Glass half full. Lemons to lemonade. At least I’m not at the back of the line.
Never noticed those who turned their back because I was behind them the whole time.
If no one ever broke It, we’d hand It over wrapped with a ribbon.
Just to say thanks for giving.
& when my head doesn’t work, thanks for forgiving.
The days we wish we weren’t here, love feels like thanks for living.
Feb 2020 · 102
Answer..
Pluck Feb 2020
If you know my story how could not believe in God?
Everything about my background says I should be a statistic on the chart.
Can’t help everyone but I help as many as I can.
Being an adult gives me anxiety because I never thought I’d live to be a man.
So many things I don’t understand, when I meet him I can’t wait ask.
Never been a robber but everyday I leave my house I wear a mask.
I’ll show you how I got them but I do not value the materials we all stack.
Except my phones, it’s so many people I can’t call back.
Dec 2019 · 92
Laguna Beach
Pluck Dec 2019
Haven’t written, I’ve lacked inspiration.
So much red pen & forced erasing.
We never out grow bad grades. We never outgrow mistakes.
& only thieves are happy because happiness is something you have to take.
Usually planted alone because photos, sins, and this don’t help me grow.
No one’s perfect, yet I’m obsessed with being close.
& what ever that space is will keep people close to me.
Long after I’m gone they’ll still choose me because of who I chose to be.
Sep 2019 · 295
Raise Daughters
Pluck Sep 2019
My poems so personal but the truth so inspiring.
My career in hyper drive, baby boomers retiring.
Materials & status not important in life.
So I spend a lot of time selling better values & advice.
So many things more important than winning when any night could be our last night.
So I apologize even when I feel right.
Peace is never a loss.
Losing people is life’s most expensive cost.
Scan earth & my best friend the fastest man here.
When he vent to me sometimes I can tell he forget he a millionaire.
I stoped living to survive, constant flights to California.
Spoiling women a passion for me, praying God bless me with plenty daughters.
August 8th, bonus check net 6K, I didn’t smile that day.
Can’t say enough if you chasing happiness, money not the way.
The world has so many moments that make even rich people choke.
With no loved ones close, they realize they really broke.
My pride comes from women that love me calling me a bright spot.
Can’t wait til the day my daughters look back like “we just like Pops.“
Aug 2019 · 336
Clear the Air
Pluck Aug 2019
The climate change & the weather never fair.
Ecocentric so it’s so many ways I want to clear the air.
Hurt by the things I hear, like I wasn’t there.
Sending money to my family & they still call me gross when the net everywhere.
12 hour work days after driving from Tuscaloosa when I couldn’t rest.
Craving success, cut off the love of my life due to stress.
How do I tell the person next to me I need to isolate myself?
How do I tell someone I give reassurance I actually hate myself?
& I’m the villain because I didn’t drag you through my bad episode?
Success come with seasons & we fell before the summer because I couldn’t stand to see you cold.
The price to keep moving, my past is littered with good people.
Every time I step up I fall in to puddles of tears like I’m racing steeple.
I hear the unsweet tea but my mouth never bitter.
Would I have taken a Phoenix contract if I was still with her?
We never know what God needs to erase to write the story.
Most common evidence of weak faith is when we worry.
If you lining up for success, you need God on the corner to go that route.
To get in your bag sometimes some people have to come out.
Aug 2019 · 186
He bought a tear
Pluck Aug 2019
‪& while he’s in negotiations
She’s in his imagination.
Money don’t buy happiness & so his dollars need lamination.
Tears fall on hundred dollar bills.
The more liquid the more love spills.
Pride kills.
Trust me, the saddest papers are wills.
He let her go.‬
He let her grow.
He moved across the country without a word, it would be selfish to let her know.
& so. So? So? & so.
Through the speaker played a song slow.
Oh well, his money long though.
Jul 2019 · 160
Let false stories run
Pluck Jul 2019
They don’t tell the whole story.
Every hero sounds like a villain if you withhold the glory.
They don’t talk about how the effort was never reciprocated.
Always how you left, never how it was instigated.
Condemned off the short when you were perfect for so long.
They know they can’t actually relate to those songs.
When you made their dreams come true, where was all this regret?
Truth is a bad person Is easier to forget.
Every time I’ve been demonized I left a high bar.
& not one person has found a replacement to meet It so far.
Remember a person at peace doesn’t make a sound.
& most good people aren’t appreciated until they’re not around.
Jun 2019 · 188
So i write
Pluck Jun 2019
I feel lost, so I wrote.
Every day I carry the weight of the world & the oceans spill down my face some nights.
It’s four pillows. Sometimes, I remember it used to be a girl, so I write.
I feel sad, so I wrote.
My dreams remind me they’re not here, so I’m afraid to close my eyes.
The seas on my face spill dry, & then I write.
In the sky they advertise success, they don’t show the cost.
Everyday I gain more, every night I remember what I’ve lost.
I miss them, so I wrote.
When the light knocks the next day, I remember I’m not done yet.
Forgetting I commemorate at every sun set.
When I’m scared, Ink down paper is how I run best.
Feeling far from the ones that have died. I’m adding distance to the ones alive.
I worked so hard to soar, I didn’t think how far you end up when you fly.
I’m alive, so I write.
Apr 2019 · 268
May we meet again
Pluck Apr 2019
Leading led to me to being lost.
I wanted success & didn’t know the costs.
I wanted to put more here.
I can’t explain what I feel. I can’t describe what I hear.
I can’t find my pen. My heart is gone.
My tears don’t fall & my rights are wrong.
I can’t explain why I’m sad. I can’t explain what I’m missing now.
Too many people need me, I can’t ever be selfish now.
Big brother. Best friend. Boyfriend. Boss.
I’ve been leading & didn’t know I was lost.
Feb 2019 · 254
Travel Taxed
Pluck Feb 2019
I only dance when I’m in my room alone.
We can afford houses, but we can’t buy homes.
Grown, living off poems and songs.
If you don’t lean on the kid inside the adult doesn’t last long.
There’s so much in life we have to see.
Government shut down, my aunt was working for free.
I chip in like I’m on the lease.
Amazed even in the darkest time she was happier than me.
no social media, no tv. I think that’s why every time I see her it’s a laugh.
The days are better when you don’t know what you don’t have.
It’s been years since we had less but sometimes I miss It.
& to cheer up I play my favorite songs & change up the lyrics.
Different places in life is a walk to remember.
Two places at once, lives change, miracles happen when opposites come together.
Feb 2019 · 217
Love yours....
Pluck Feb 2019
Being broke truly was better.
A cold house felt warmer with the family together.
I haven’t spoken to my brothers in years.
They can’t understand prison one of my biggest fears.
Success cost me everything just to give Uncle Sam twenty five percent.
& if I quit who will pay Grandma’s rent?
Who keeps mom on her feet?
This why every weekend I’m asleep.
Back then there was a smaller line.
With anxiety & depression it appears you’re in pain all the time.
You can’t buy peace, you have to choose It.
Success might cost everything, be prepared to lose it.
Sep 2018 · 286
Something borrowed
Pluck Sep 2018
Blvd. Pkwy. Ave. Hwy. Not the way,
Open the drain, pour them down the drain.
That’s not how I heal today.
It’s been sometime since I’ve stared at the bottom of the net, years since I put the bat away.
It used to ache every morning. It hurts no more.
Now you must go, someone needs you more.
It’s right & feels wrong.
That’s a sign that someone isn’t strong.
When you’re weak days get long.
This is just a pause until the last song.  
Watched you mature, I look at you and see my brain.
I never let my friends hang.
Anything I want to say held back by my fang.
I’m holding it together Dr. & when u return I’ll be doing the same thang.
Smile in your residence.
Only cry when It raining, wash away all the evidence.
Sep 2018 · 241
Puzzles
Pluck Sep 2018
Can’t live with me so they want to **** me.
I pray God save me from the friends cause I can’t be caught off guard by an enemy.
Think about it, Someone has to be close to stab you.
Guess those are the cuts we just have to laugh through.
So many times now I only smile when I bleed.
There’s always an apology followed by a “I need.”
Loneliness is safer.
Put the love under an eraser.
Put your forgiveness in a box & friendships under leases.
I’m already broken, it’s hard to hold together the pieces.
Aug 2018 · 479
I hear songs
Pluck Aug 2018
I wish this poem was a song,
And you all could sing along 
Cause there’s this beat is my head
I write and tap my hands laying in my bed. 
The words match the rhythm so well
It’s the perfect song & no one else can tell. 
I wish this poem was a song 
And you all could sing along. 
I pour out & imagine crowds saying what I say. 
Everyone feeling how I feel when I’m with her on a Saturday. 
If I picked up a guitar, I wouldn’t get far 
But I swear , if y’all could hear what’s in my ear, I’d be a star. 
I wish this poem was a song.
And you all could sing along.
Jun 2018 · 243
Stripped me
Pluck Jun 2018
How much money would I save if the grass didn’t appear greener?
I’ve been in here weekly since the first time I seen her.
My marriage is on the rocks & so are my drinks.
Distractions top poles, my pockets are empty by the time she splits and sinks.
Watching her take her clothes off feel like a load off.
I know I’m off my game here but i learn a lot from a road loss.
See, I’ve lost the advantage at home too.
So I convince myself you care about me & it’s not about the money I’ve thrown you.
You look at me like she used to.
Eyes that don’t stare and see everything we’ve gone through.
If it’s right we like It, if it’s wrong we’ll love It.
I can’t afford mistakes yet I fit them in my budget.
I can’t look to the sky in here, are wondering eyes a sin?
Every night I feel like losing my commitment would be a win.
& suddenly that’s when,
I remember I told her I’d be home by ten.
Jun 2018 · 394
How are villains born?
Pluck Jun 2018
I have to die one day. So everyday I’m praying & giving.
Do I qualify to get in according to how I’m living?
Character took me places deposits couldn’t.
& I’ve played the hero on days I said I wouldn’t.
How can you sleep on my cape & then let them talk bad on my name?
Mentally torn, the script says to turn the cheek to the false claims.
My mind is engulfed in flames.
but they’re always extinguished by a heart that’s tamed.
Character assassination is the ultimate disrespect.
Failure is a two sided coin, one side effort, the other neglect.
How could they condemn me with how little they know??
Be vigilant and take notes.
Beware the day I actually want to be Thanos.
Nothing they say about me is in my heart.
But, I’ve heard the script so much I’m starting to want the part.
May 2018 · 194
Malice vent
Pluck May 2018
I have to stop giving love with the expectation of reciprocation.
I fill people up and they just let me down like precipitation.
My checks divide all type of ways & I don’t get dependent breaks.
I hope everyone knows you can’t be genuine while defending fakes.
I’ll never understand why a big heart is met with a bigger knife.
I’m constantly under attack by women so lonely they need a sister wife.
****** from someone who’s forced to invest because everyone else leaves stressed.
Selfish people who look out for themselves with advice hidden as what’s best.
If you can’t reach your goals, how could your comments reach me.
If you experienced but failing freshmen classes, what could you teach me?
May 2018 · 384
Passing OKC
Pluck May 2018
Christian just made bail, he bout to come home.

We have those type of blessings the devil can’t prolong.

Prayers and works equate to more building than Soho.

I feel God like I’m Poseidhim, sea there won’t be a day I’m not liquid no more.

This not for me, It get passed around, blessings in a rubber band.

Can I stay inside, can I stay humble this summer man?
May 2018 · 249
Capes
Pluck May 2018
‪The coldest people were once willing. ‬
‪A complaining hero will become a deaf villain. ‬
‪You always have a choice, & you just so happen to choose not to listen? ‬
‪Stay quiet when their heart goes missing. ‬
May 2018 · 173
No fear
Pluck May 2018
God with me, No fear.
Blurry or with path clear,
bad day or good year, No fear.
Suffocating phone calls in the middle of the night saying another has lost the fight, No fear.
While losing saying I’ll win some.
Father passes & is the only source of income,
No fear.
With a heart that’s brittle surrounded by an overwhelming amount of artificial,
No fear.
Failing or three promotions in a year, either way the Devil stays in your ear.
No fear.
It might not work out now, that means work Harder.
Every new day know there’s no sun without a father.
No fear. More prayer. Everyday.
The only thing I fear is losing faith.
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