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I am enough,
My crooked smile and my chubby chin
I am enough,
My thunder thighs and my beautiful grin.
I am enough,
My glorious eyes and my reflection's twin.
I am enough,
Be it super thick or super thin.
I am enough,
With one love and without several men.
I am enough,
My golden, bronzed, and sun-kissed skin.
I am enough,
No matter where I'm going or where I've been.
I am enough,
Who I am is not a sin.
And I will always be enough.
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I may not have heard you call my name
*but i felt your spirit
What will break my heart more
a sledge hammer
Or
*your words
 Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Bailey
Always there for the
Beeb she cares for,
Coolcatcoolio and
**** well said so's.
Everyone stops to stare,
For she always walks and talks with flare.
Giant heart keeps her awake,
Holds on tight to loves she makes.
Insightful and delightful,
Justifiably spiteful.
Kinda naïve--
(Less than hard to believe).
Mean to no one but,
No one knows that much.
Only I know this trait,
People don't stick around and wait.
Quite a classy looking dork, with
Sarcasm galore.
Tingly feelings she gives
Underneath my skin.
Very nostalgic
With every moment.
eXciting and fun,
You know she's the one.
Zany and brainy and bright as the sun.

This is her,
to me.
 Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Bailey
July '16
 Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Bailey
I'm an early-late bloomer
.
white golden
.
I can't live like this, I can't die as nothing
.
I wear my heart on my stained, over-stretched, hand-me-down sleeve
.
**** me for wanting to shave my face and not my legs
.
sleep is exhausting
.
pain
.
nipping-nagging-at-me-all-around-me
.
sun, excitement, fun!
.
when pretty is ugly and ugly is pretty
.
I feel light and airy when they're around
.
August is coming and I'm not ready
.
maybe hold my hand? But please don't touch my leg like that
.
maybe people die because they think they have to
.
I could wrap your voice around me and sleep in it all night long
.
premium ice cream
.
I want to go to the hundred acre woods with you
.
we weren't supposed to know this much
.
"where are you going?" "crazy."
.
why am I so in love with you?
.
unilateral
.
here we go
.
Little lines from each day (or few days apart) in July. There's no theme, just emotions.
 Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Anne Kho
Do you love me
       Or do you not?
You told me once,
        But I forgot.
 Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Anne Kho
Bad girl, No more.
My Girlfriend was a bad girl.
Weeds, cigarette, alcohol and ***.
she hated her parents,
she hates the world.
she hates all the guys in this world
But when she found the one
She stops being the bad girl ,
from being ***** girl to good Girl
And that starts the
Bad girl, no more
You words
Curved into a jar tonight.
Your "I love you" is empty,
Your love is hollow
As a jar
Tonight.
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