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79 · Jul 2020
21 century mind games
Venga Jul 2020
i was finally able to exhale



i was in the middle of that glass room
surrounded by the most
beautiful of flowers
one can ever imagine

I breathed in again

and it started to snow
of course outside of the glass room

and the snow trickled onto the flowers
blanketed the green grass
and the ambience was that
of a dim snowstorm

we all know it

but in between
the transition
of exhale and inhale
the outside of the glass room
turned black
and i was able to breath again
78 · Jul 2020
The galaxy and its stars
Venga Jul 2020
a million times
you stepped on my chest
and i just laid there

that deep pain in my chest

i’m sorry
you had to experience that

that crippling pain
Venga Mar 24
they say the grass is always greener on the other side

I say, ‘while I think my side looks brown, I will water it till it’s green’

and that’s

that’s something I look forward to doing everyday
76 · May 2021
My thoughts stay sleeping
Venga May 2021
Under my stomach
laid this burden
and it lessened but never ever went away

that burden I think we all carry we just don’t acknowledge
73 · Aug 2020
Angles of a Triangle
Venga Aug 2020
there’s so many things
so little time
so much hate
so little love
so much responsibilities
so little leisure
and so on and so forth
Venga Dec 2020
Being told your opinion

is invalid

is the single handed most
degrading
feeling in the world

-my 5 mile long tears
Venga Dec 2020
blacked eyeliner

and creamed pigment under overtired eyes

curled lashes and a wand full of black hope

sprinkles of fragrance crushed the air
that smelled of a combination of the moon and the ocean

exchanged baggy pants for fitted ones to “accentuate my features”

Disappointed in the mirror at the figure reflecting back
69 · Aug 2020
rotten apples
Venga Aug 2020
The world is full of sad people

that’s why it is the way it is
69 · Jun 2020
party in the usa
Venga Jun 2020
i borrowed souls in my pockets
tucked them away for the jazz party
on 30th street
and my braids bounced against my scalp
as i ran to the party
and i remembered
my ancestors cried over these braids
rice grains
engrained in these braids
to find my freedom
and my children’s freedom
and their children’s freedom
but most importantly
my ancestors cried
to help the little white kids
with boats find their rhythm
in a world that was made for them
and their case of white claws
but funny my ancestors rode a boat too
67 · Nov 2020
Iced Tea
Venga Nov 2020
I saw the etching from miles away

Something you pick up right away

Long lines like your waiting for them to release the newest phone

My heart sank

Those scars on her arm
I wanted to tell her everything would be ok
That things got better

But those scars were old and long healed
65 · Nov 2020
Soul Soup
Venga Nov 2020
I spelled your name out
in the letters of my soup

Hoping the universe could tell
I wanted you back

I ate the first letter
then the next
and so on

You lived in my head
free of charge

And you know what I miss the most about you

Your name
62 · Aug 2020
hours of time
Venga Aug 2020
my pen slide

and my heart poured out

it literally poured out

why don’t you believe me
i’m a genuine person

at least i try to be

you
you
you just don’t get me
61 · May 16
4.14.24
Venga May 16
something inside me soothed when I met you
I can’t compare it to anything else

it was like my heart became malleable like clay softening

the ridges on my forehead settled

my nightmares turned into dreams

i started noticing flowers instead of rocks on my walks

days that felt cold began to feel warm

you brought warmth to my life. you didn’t erase my pain but like warm soup against a irritated throat, you soothed it. my pain was bearable because of you. It feels like I could face life because of you, an unmatched feeling.
57 · Nov 2020
Potato stew
Venga Nov 2020
I layer looking at the textured ceilings
the roof my parents worked to provide for me

laying in the blankets the bought to kept me warm
with my belly full of food that gives me life

Everything serene

except my mind
My mind is tortured and restless

Never good enough
Eating too much
Not pretty enough
Lack of friends
Rarely successful

These are the things planted in my mind
But having material things should be
enough to be happy

So I guess I am
57 · Mar 2020
whatever
Venga Mar 2020
I try to think about
the consequences of
slit wrists and orange tic tacs

It seems miserable yet peaceful

A place of peace

A place of peace for me
For my family members
For my “friends”
For my coworkers
For my associates

They don’t really care about me now
but when I die they will

They will call us close friends
They will post the best selfie I have and write me an unread message on their social media’s
They might shed a little tear at the fact that they can’t call me to cry about their boyfriends anymore
Or because I can’t do their hair
They will use me for sympathy
and they will miss the whole point


It is about them and what they could have done to prevent it
If they would have just opened their eyes a little wider
54 · Jun 9
6.8.24
Venga Jun 9
My words for you go beyond
any poem I could dream of writing

It’s frustrates me to encapsulate my thoughts and feelings for you
into few lettered words and expressions

How I feel for you goes beyond
anything I have felt in the past
& I hope it transforms with you in the future

I hope we grow eternally
I hope we become annoyingly in love
I hope people get sick of us
I hope we have a specific table in a restaurant that we always go to
I hope we have lifetimes of inside jokes
& I hope we hold hands even when we fight

I pray that the thin glass between us only becomes clearer but it just makes us more beautiful to each other
54 · Nov 2020
Please mom be nice to me
Venga Nov 2020
has your worth
every been defined by a pair of lurking eyes
from someone you love?

they don’t realize
how much the cruel statements
sting my inner soul

not being judged by my character
but rather by the rolls on my stomach

it stings my heart
makes my heart swell with shame and resentment

it makes me instantly reject the body i’ve climbed
mountains to try and love

it makes me reject
myself as a whole

stop shaming me and just tell me i’m pretty for once
please
53 · Aug 2020
You missed the point
Venga Aug 2020
Her voice echoed

one of constant criticism
she loved but
saw things through an extremely
narrow horoscope

She loved too hard
too much that we couldn’t see it

She loved so hard
her words stung us
we couldn’t appreciate them

she loved so hard
she did things
that our bellies couldn’t appreciate it

she loved so hard
she taught our minds
but our souls couldn’t appreciate it

all her words echoed
on my beautiful brain

one that I taught to love
because there is more than one way
to things

Love could be easy
or hard
or balanced

love could use kind words
or mean words
or well thought out words

love could be pizza on Fridays
or cauliflower on Monday
or both without judgement

love could be an easier approach
or a harder approach
or be consistent to what you preach
It’s incredibly frustrating when you need to get something off your chest and that person just won’t listen to a word you say
47 · Aug 2020
Things in my attic
Venga Aug 2020
the dust settled on the box
in the attic

all those random puzzle pieces
that didn’t even work
told to work

generations of random puzzle pieces
settling into its ways

And the pieces together
make the ugliest pictures
37 · Aug 16
11 months
Venga Aug 16
sometimes i dream
im far far far away

out of this home

out of the red light

in a peaceful bubble

away from the scrutiny of religion

away from the decaying love within my home
the one that has been dead since i was 12
30 · Nov 2
coffee interactions
Venga Nov 2
"I think i'll take the iced caramel macchiato please"

Dark brown eyes and a furrowed brow look down at me

I type the order into my order screen, nervous to look up and suddenly wondering if there's any strands of hair out of place

"Anything else?' I ask

He doesn't say anything, concentrating on the menu directly above my face

"Any good pastries?" He asks slightly smiling

"I love our muffins but our cheese danish's are also really good." I smile back

"Ok, I trust you. Ill take a muffin please."

"Of course."

"If its not good, I'm going to have to come back you know?"

A smile spreads across my cheek and a slight red tint exposes itself
We were definitely flirting at this point

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