Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2012
I am the loud scream that elevated behind closed doors and barred walls.
I am the elevated sense of self when your heart was put up and shelved.
I am the likeness of every color that the rainbow forgot..
The time lost when you saw your future rot..
The time that could've been spent in a garden of possibilities...
The time used to pluck out the wishes and truths to be blown on as seeds will have spread and landed to form a new root..
Your root of possibilities to reach the core and turned into the tree of everlasting favor.
The branches that would have stretched tall and stretched high...
So when a new family of free birds come to lay, they'll have more than enough room to build and lay...
I am the theory deemed insane...
The new thought made without using your brain...
The danger used in switching to a new lane...
A new road with the uneven path...
The bump that disturbed your morning coffee and new style...
I am the stain that tells you apart form the perfect and well put....
The secrets that lie beneath the cover of that ******* book...
Just dig deeper and take a concentrated look...
Put your hand on your heartbeat and let the power from it knock you off your feet...
We are the divine likeness that gives us the ability to leap!
Now jump and know who I am....
I'll give you a wild guess...
I am not the lamb.....
(roar)
Get to know me.
Rayquila Janese Durham
Written by
Rayquila Janese Durham  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
679
   Gabby Jazzy and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems