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18 | 31 Poems for August 2016

I want soulful conversations filled with happiness, love and laughter.
A little bit of red wine, Sade, Jill Scott and Erykah Badu will do.
Time is wasted so I patiently wait for the clock to get sober eventually.
The sincerity of my words is embedded in the movement of my verbs.
Hope you learn to love your thick thighs and those beautiful brown eyes.
I want to hold you in my arms until you forget what loneliness feels like.
I read your body like the pages and chapters of a novel that I never want to stop reading.
Reading the lines on a woman’s skin is poetry and too many men are illiterate.
So they will never truly understand the fact that liberty begins with literacy.
If you incorporate piano keys into my heartbeat, then I promise that you will fall in love with the melody.
I want soulful conversations filled with happiness, love and laughter.
A little bit of chardonnay, Maxwell, Jill Scott and Erykah Badu will do.
The world is nothing without you, the world is blurry without my muse.
Hope you learn to love your thick thighs and those beautiful brown eyes.
I don’t have much but I have you and with God on my side how can I lose?
casey douglas Aug 2014
my fantasizes
haven't even been this remotely close,
to what i laid my eyes on.
she was perfect,
just amazing,
absolutely stunning,
with the perfect shade of skin tone,
and perfect with touch.
a goddess like ***,
with a soul so well developed
and pure
that her soul instantly created a chain reaction with mine
simply breathtaking,
what a piece of "strong black woman"
with gracefulness and individuality
and a "Erykah Badu" style.
This is my haiku
Listening to mamas gun
Erykah badu
It's all fun and games
Dre Feb 2011
I imagine the angelic way you move like the earth is your runway

Seeing your pretty eyes hidden behind eyelashes that resemble silk

I ponder your frame

Your silhouette is a stencil for a goddess

No one’s perfect

But your my perfection

I think about how I would grace your lips with discretion

Gently placing mine on yours and floating to a ****** purgatory

Where we just leave the wrongs and the rights of the world

Then I imagine the lips between your thighs puckered up with the elegance of a freshly blossomed May flower

I think about you so much my thoughts don’t know any other thoughts

Ideas of how I can be yours

Plans on how I can make you my forever

Well forever doesn’t last

So, lets be together until we both cease to be

I just would love to hear the words of you

You speak and I hear Maya Angelou

You speak and I hear Erykah Badu

You speak and I hear Lauryn Hill

You speak and I hear my wife

You are what I need to make us

“We” needs to be

As I think of you I can envision you looking at me and telling me yes
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Tashea Young  Apr 2017
I'm
Tashea Young Apr 2017
I'm
I'm from the land  overflowing with  milk and honey and my mind is more rich that The Europeans useless green paper money yes far from a dummy and like the dawn of day my personality is Always sunny.
I am a rare soul
On the outside I am just another hueman but on the inside I'm a being of the supernatural
I am a radiating rainbow
Shinning in between blue and purple
I'm the canvas of the star child so paint me Indigo.
I'm a lantern in the darkness of the heavily wooded forest, I glow.
My heart is as pure as the whitetess  snow
I am a farmer planting seeds, So, I reap what I sow.
I expand my horizons because the more you know the more you grow.
I am  vibrant just as  the stained glass window.
My soul is  a strong and fierce bolt of  lightening, quite powerful.
I am Fearlessly and wonderfully made in the image of  The Most High, Quite beautiful.
I'm an individual whose  energy is a current thats just flows.
Maybe because Love is My religion no matter where I go.
I was Created from the particles of stars hidden in the cosmos
Mixed with the elements of earth
Descended from the heavens, past the galaxy and from the wombman my spirit and body became one at birth
As it bursted thru my Earth mother, The Universe.
this body became both a gift and a curse
My life became as song unrehearsed
I guess thats why they nicknamed me lyrics because my words were my  hook and verse.
I am like many phases of the Luna very diverse
I am the moon that rises to rest in the midnight sky upon the evening shore as the cool ocean passionately kisses the sparkling sand.
I am the wombman with a vision and a plan.
I am India Arie, boosting your souls immunity. Healthy for you like vitamin C.
Loving me unconditionally
Embracing the Queen in me.
I am free!
I am Lauryn Hill opening your eyes to see the things that Are Real.
I am the peace that is still.
I express the way I feel.
I am Jill Scott giving you some food for thought.
Pay close attention because lessons are being taught.
I'm am Erykah Badu giving you something you ain't use to.
I'm Alicia keys Feeling the music putting my mind at ease
As the nature gives my skin goosebumps with its cooling breeze.
I am Janet Jackson giving you that that fire and passion.
lacing it with that poetic justice style and fashion.
Yet  I will have you talking to and looking at that man in the mirror like Michael Jackson.
Jay Bryant  Jul 2013
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Jay Bryant Jul 2013
***
Incense burn in a scene so peaceful
Frankly my heart is hesitant just to greet you
Brain thinking its possible for me to complete you
These mixed emotions seem deceitful
Tho, I start thinking clearer when I see you
Mind so filthy like a mirror,
But I still see you
Had my girl wishing she could be you,
Because I start singing "She Got Papers"
When  I think of You.
I gave my all just to get a piece of you
Signed on the dotted line
So Uncle Sam can see it too.
I remember back in class we would get in to it
Arguing for the top spot,
Who knew this love would pop up
All these years ain't really stopped nothing
Stayed solid to be honest you really haven't changed nothing .

Singing Pretty Ricky lyrics,
You was steady fronting
I like you when you mad,
Even tho you be steady cussing
Impatient but, you'll wait for me like you ain't even rushing

Now just calm down a bit,
Let me rub your back as you sit,
And tell me bout you day to day
Those moments will never fade away
Love to reduce your stress even on my lazy days

I know life gets rough,
But you was raised tough, and I know that's enough
You been got me through them hard times
Been writing this poem for a long time
Emotions, I never show mine

Ice Chest where my heart was at
So I make the wrong moves like I have Parkinson's

But let me get deep
I gotta sweep you off your feet
and put you in your seat.

That Blood Moon really got me thinking,
Listening to Erykah Badu
Like its Soul Searching Season
You stole me soul, maybe that's the reason
I'm writing this poem
Like my Soul crying
And I just want to appease him
Feel like each word I write is committing treason

My heart is steady speaking
But My brain is trying to cease him
Asked God to seize my life
If you ever go away

Been through to much
So I refuse to stay,
On a Earth that only causes dismay
Though, you bring warmth
Like the sun rises each day
Praise your involvement
In my life each day
Grew up around gangs
On the streets of La
Lost so many love ones
I don't even like to play
God doesn't guarantee each day

That's what that Rock music would say
I remember back when I was depressed
Listening to rock music all day
Then  I found out
You wasn't scared to say
You listened to Rock music all day
Blasting Pain by Three Days Grace
Don't feel home Until I see your face.

I know this poem is long,
But this is a special case
Been over three thousand days
Since I first seen your face
Saved my life more than 300 ways
That's once every ten days
Since I first seen your first

I love you
With more than my heart
Girl, that's all I have to say
Ain't talked to you all day
But I still can see your face
It's burned into memory
Every encounter with you
I swear I remember it vividly '
Ten years from now bet I remember
When I wrote this vividly
Sentimental as ****
Ain't even smoked a blunt
Can you picture me.
Diana Garcia  Oct 2017
Normal
Diana Garcia Oct 2017
Written by Diana Garcia**
I'm sure you're aware
That I'm not well
But please don't stare
I wish for normalcy
To be upset about normal things
Flat tires, bills and
How good Don Henley sings..
Let's just say, I'm an open book.
My story isn't written well
It's pretty easy to tell if youd just
Take a look..
Erykah Badu said it best
Lady those bags make you stick
Out from the rest.
Let it go cause round and round i go
INDIOSYNCRASY
Hey Kevin Smith, maybe try making a movie about me??
Jokes aside, my pain and suffering are obviously things i want to hide.
This mask has become transparent
The more my problems became apparent.
My heart races for no reason
I feel lethargic, I'm here, you're there.
You're watching the movie
But I'm stuck in my thousand yard stare..
In the mornings I cry cause heres another **** day where I'll have to try.
I wish i could be sad about normal things. These problems are much to heavy
For these angel wings...
I may come back to edit this... Idk, it's early...
1 | 31 Poems for August 2017

I’m embracing the flaws that I have been blessed with.
Thoughts scatter like rain when your head lives in the clouds.
It’s amazing how people always find these hands of mine incredible.
They admire how these hands constantly transform simple words into beautiful poetry.
What more can I tell you?
I’m from the city where jacaranda trees light up the streets with their purple blooms.
I’m a lover without a lover, but never loveless plus I write poems on the pages of people’s hearts.
I met a girl with a soul like a library and every time I see her, she keeps getting thicker than the plot does.
I guess that it’s no mystery why I am obsessed with reading, I always have a book in my hand no matter the season.
For days on end, I’ve been yearning for my love to be intensified by the pulchritude of someone’s presence.
When you look at me, what do you see in my place?
I still yearn for soulful conversations filled with happiness, love and laughter.
The kind of conversations that will be accompanied with red wine and music by Emeli Sandé, Sade or Erykah Badu.
What more do you want to know?
I’ve fallen in love with my own solitude, but lately loneliness has gradually begun to creep in like a thief in the night.
Love is blind and that I already know, but I never want to write these words without a muse.
Love is not a mystery; it’s every beautiful thing that I ever wanted it to be.
I haven't had much inspiration ever since my muse broke up with me over a year ago. I'm still wondering if I'm destined to just be alone. Hopefully.

First poem for the 31 Poems for August 2017 series.
danny Feb 2018
I have hung up my relationship cap,
Muddled down with nonsense and all of your crap.

You say I went left but I was always right,
I just gave you the flowers so you couldn't pick a fight.

I was braver than I thought when I walked out the door.
Didn't really care that I littered the floor.

With fragments of photos and memories together.
You did him in our bed, who knew you were into leather!

I changed all the passwords, ate all the food.
Logged into your accounts and deleted all  your nudes.

Took the dog, Netflix account and the goldfish too.
Broke your Nicki Minaj Cd's but kept EryKah Badu.

I salted your garden, ****** in your pool.
I that angry so I broke every house rule.

I don't care about dignity, I may be alone,
But I am petty as F$@k and made you read this poem.

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