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 May 2014
Poetic T
You awake from your sleep next
to me, I see beauty before my
eyes you smile look at me, you
go for a kiss then exhale, its like
something died in your mouth
during the night so powerful I
fall out of bed.

My god I can taste it in my nose,
my eyes water, you ask did I hurt
my self with my fall, I have to tell
her the truth.

She looks open mouthed, I have to
be polite and ask her to shut her
mouth. To extinguish that breath
use mouth wash, toothpaste, Jesus
something just to rid you of this
death breath you keep breathing
out towards me.
 May 2014
Poetic T
Crazy** is
as Crazy
does, that
means I'm totally INSANE...
 May 2014
Carl Joseph Roberts
Life of a single man

Sometimes we *** in the shower
And we hardly ever make the bed
We clean ourselves with shampoo
Using the lather from our heads

At times we wear the same old socks
That we wore the day before
And dont even get us started
On how long jeans last on the floor

When the bed gets made we sleep on top
Then just straighten when we get up
And do we really need to wash the sheets
If our skin they do not touch

We drink milk from the carton
Eat fast food way to much
We have pizza pie for dinner
And eat leftovers when we get up

We want the house to look real clean
So there are rooms that we don't use
When we can write our name in dust
That's when we grab a broom

This is the life of a single man
We just do what we want to do
It is very hard for us to change
When we meet that someone new

So dont try to change us overnight
So far we have made it through
But if by chance we fall in love
We may just change for you

Carl Joseph Roberts
 May 2014
Poetic T
Love is a million
words that is said
a million ways,
but love just
needs three
I LOVE YOU...
 May 2014
Dorothy
Black power!

I stopped hiding from my roots, I do not let my natural tightly coiled strands become chemically manipulated into bone straightness. I'm no longer hiding from my roots.
My natural hair will represent this

I went on an interview today for a position as a dental assistant, checked out the office on the website right after and then
oh no
The staff is all white, what if I don't get hired because of...

Black Power!

I stopped hiding from my roots; the sun is not my enemy. I no longer veil from its rays because the fear of getting "blacker." Look at that skin; love its rich deep melanin. Follow my movement; I'm no longer hiding from my roots.
My black skin will prove this

The other night I went out with a couple of new friends,
to be more precise they were homemade Alantians.
Born and raised in Atlanta!
It was a nice warm night, and at the end of it they wanted to take some pics to post up on their instagrams. But guys wait; let’s get into the light, I don’t want to appear all dark next to you light brights. You are all mixed which makes you effortlessly good lookin'
snap
Ugh I hate it I'm to black, don’t post that.

I stopped hiding from my roots, I rock my tightly coiled natural strands.
I'm not ashamed of who I am, Look at my skin and its deep rich melanin  
Walking with my fist raised up in the air to represent what I on a daily contradict.

Black Power!

Forgive me, I'm new to this. When I was growing up the things that embodied our black nation was never accepted.

Black power! I'm ready to follow this radical movement.
By no means am I in favor of one race over another.  I consider myself more of a humanitarian if anything at all. My concern is geared towards ALL people. But when I was younger it wasn't that way. It was difficult to be okay with who I am. With my race in general, I wanted to be someone else, with different hair, skin complexion, body frame. Thankfully I've outgrown such thinking but completely removing something that has been embossed in your brain for years takes a little bit of time.
 May 2014
Jonathan B Wilson
Death strap
Hanging at the gallows
I feel like I'm in a death trap
Waiting for ghostly hallows

Brushing at my skin
Claustrophobia sets in
Always choking me
I just wanna be free

When I have to wear it
I wanna tear it
I throw a fit
This is bullsh*t

I always feel welted
Each time leaving a new scar
Every time I'm seat belted
Into this car
I really don't like seat belts.
 May 2014
Jonathan B Wilson
Trekking down the road
I'm giving up hope
Failing under this load
At the end of my rope

Heading towards a way out
I just want to shout
As cars whizz by
I just wanna die

Come such a long way
With such a long way left
I am feeling bereft
Stripped of my senses

This long awaited heat
Now a curse as I sweat
Stopping to rest my feet
I begin to fret
 May 2014
Jonathan B Wilson
A fresh cut, a new mar
Soon just another scar
One more to add to the collection
Every time I look in the mirror

Yet I still seek my reflection
A fresh cut, a new mar
I can't help but keep collectin

The sort of cuts I make
Could make minds break
And still I seek my rejection

I don't know how much I can take
My mind it's strong
But everywhere
There's another mirror

There's no escape
When the blades
Are my own eyes

Staring with their haunted cast
At a shadow cloaked in lies

These scars are ugly welts
I stare at shamefully
But the cuts need to be made
For I hate what's become of me
 May 2014
Paris
Some guys will leave lip prints on your body that will fade away, but will leave cuts in your heart that will last forever.
 May 2014
Chalsey Wilder
Wonder why I'm here
Am I here again?
Why can't I leave,
Just like the wind?
Just something I wrote a few weeks ago.
 May 2014
Poetic T
I have it, so do you ,
that bug that gets under your skin.
It itches when it first bites,
then it latches on with all its might.

With hope that its little pincers will inject
its drug in to you. ya may itch, may come
out in a rash, heart beat fastens this
funny feeling that comes over you.

Am I infected I have feeling coming through,
It only takes one bite for the stubborn hearted
maybe two. But when this little bug does coming
it after one thing only to infect you.

We all get bitten at least once in our lives,
its the bug who chooses not me or you.
The words will follow after time,
the itching calms down,
but then I will say to who gets bitten,
"I love you, and you say it back *"baby I love you to.
We all get at least once in our lives
 May 2014
Poetic T
I am young at heart but my body
gives me away, where once was youth now
departed, and old age like a vine has crept
up and consumed all my parts and me.
  
You may stroll past as I walk
so slow, but im taking the world
in with each step, loving the sites
the sounds, in my youth I just didnt
see as I thought time was my
friend and would always last an eternity.
  
My skin wrinkled but like the rings
of tree you may count to see the age I be,
I have seen history that you learn in books,
to you it is but paper, to me it was life I was there
I saw what you couldnt, wouldnt some times
want to see.
  
I am old but I am not usless, I am
knowledge, have skills, I have stories to
tell if you wish to listen to me.
  
I miss those that have left never
again to see, but I am at peace that
my life has been up and downs.
But I am happy with what I have done and
seen, it has gave me many years many things
still to be seen.
 May 2014
Poetic T
**** or be killed
never wait as that is
the weakness that others
had, now lieing in there grave.
  
I will fight for my life for those
i love, to have another moment
of breath is what i fight for each
day.

The enemy has a face, that i
will always see but there bullets
have blood soaked names
loaded to hit there mark, i
will not be a name soaked in blood
there,s may be loaded but my
name they will never see.
  
In the killing fields where each
has a reason to fight to be seen,
to return home walking whole or
injuries that are hidden or seen.

The horrors in the mind that will
haunt you when eyes closed shut, but
gratfull not to have returned in the box or
dirt where they will sleep eternally.
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