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 Dec 2017 Bunny
Thomas King
I asked a question
Onto the night
How is it love
Has not found me today?

Alas the night did answer
My question of love
And these are the words
Onto me it did say

If you open your eyes
And heart you will find
You have walked right by it
And left it behind

Love does not seek
Or make an effort to find
Or even to reveal it self
To eyes that are blind….
 Dec 2017 Bunny
Thomas King
Tattered and torn are my clothes
Unshaven and unclean
Weathered and faded is the sign that I carry
But to many I remain unseen

My only remaining friends
Are the voices in my head
Distorting my concept of reality
Sometimes I wish I were dead


Standing on the corner
Self-worth shattered and broken
Heads turn away in disgust
Their voice of inhumanity
To themselves already spoken

Transient, beggar
Homeless and troll
Just a few names I’ve been given
In truth
I’m just another of humanities
Forgotten lost souls
Mans inhumanity to man
 Dec 2017 Bunny
Langston Hughes
Children, I come back today
To tell you a story of the long dark way
That I had to climb, that I had to know
In order that the race might live and grow.
Look at my face -- dark as the night --  
Yet shining like the sun with love's true light.
I am the dark girl who crossed the red sea
Carrying in my body the seed of the free.
I am the woman who worked in the field
Bringing the cotton and the corn to yield.
I am the one who labored as a slave,
Beaten and mistreated for the work that I gave --  
Children sold away from me, I'm husband sold, too.
No safety , no love, no respect was I due.

Three hundred years in the deepest South:
But God put a song and a prayer in my mouth .
God put a dream like steel in my soul.
Now, through my children, I'm reaching the goal.

Now, through my children, young and free,
I realized the blessing deed to me.
I couldn't read then. I couldn't write.
I had nothing, back there in the night.
Sometimes, the valley was filled with tears,
But I kept trudging on through the lonely years.
Sometimes, the road was hot with the sun,
But I had to keep on till my work was done:
I had to keep on! No stopping for me --  
I was the seed of the coming Free.
I nourished the dream that nothing could smother
Deep in my breast -- the ***** mother.
I had only hope then , but now through you,
Dark ones of today, my dreams must come true:
All you dark children in the world out there,
Remember my sweat, my pain, my despair.
Remember my years, heavy with sorrow --  
And make of those years a torch for tomorrow.
Make of my pass a road to the light
Out of the darkness, the ignorance, the night.
Lift high my banner out of the dust.
Stand like free men supporting my trust.
Believe in the right, let none push you back.
Remember the whip and the slaver's track.
Remember how the strong in struggle and strife
Still bar you the way, and deny you life --  
But march ever forward, breaking down bars.
Look ever upward at the sun and the stars.
Oh, my dark children, may my dreams and my prayers
Impel you forever up the great stairs --  
For I will be with you till no white brother
Dares keep down the children of the ***** Mother.
 Dec 2017 Bunny
melissa rock
cold
 Dec 2017 Bunny
melissa rock
i tasted blood in my mouth.
my fingers were numb to the tips.
i was freezing cold.
but this was a feeling ive felt before.
it was the middle of summer
but i still felt this feeling because you froze me out.
 Dec 2017 Bunny
Elizabeth Burns
"You broke me!"
I screamed
I lashed out at the boy
With hazel eyes
And he laughed...
How he cackled at my misery...
At the chains he had still wrapped around my arms
Shackled by the hurt...
I hate you
I never thought I could
But I do
And I can't forgive you
Not yet
I don't know when
I'll be able to
 Dec 2017 Bunny
Natalia Guerrero
Confused. Don’t know what to think or to feel.
Will this be the reason for these scars to heal?
Am I the only one that’s feeling like this?
Why do I begin to tremble every time we kiss?

I feel like there’s so many things left unsaid
Because millions of unanswered questions keep running through my head.

 
“I don’t got time for love,” is what you said.
Let me know your true intentions before I let these feelings fully spread.
There’s something on your mind by the way you look at me.

If we can try that we could be,
I guarantee you a journey of a beautiful mystery.

 
Don’t get me wrong I do understand your hustle.
What can and cannot come between it
But I can’t deny there’s times you make me feel all puzzled.
I like how this friendship is flowing, slow and easy.
But there is times where I want you to say you need me.

 
I truly enjoy our short but weird meaningful talks.
Your voice to me is like music coming from a musical box.
If only you knew that your smile brings me joy.

****, I hope you are not just another *******.

 

-NGM
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