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BLACK POETRY It ain't nothing but a THANG Where we TEND TO ACT GHETTO and TALK WITH a SLANG!!! A PERSON OF COLOR, IS OH SO GOOD, WE ARE BLACK AND WE ARE PROUD, FROM THE INLANDS TO THE HOOD!!! We have EDUCATED BLACKS THESE BLACK'S ARE SMART, WITH HIGH IQ'S I TAKE THIS TO HEART!!!! From BLACK ATHLETES to the BLACK INVERTERS, They have PAVED THE WAY for the NEWBIES TO ENTER!!!!! SO MANY PEOPLE, and SO MANY TONES, BLACK IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!! YOUR INNER BEAUTY IS SHOWN!!!! TO ALL OF THE BLACK PEOPLE THAT ARE ALL AROUND!!! Be COURAGEOUS, STAND UP, STAND OUT, AND BE PROUD!!!! BE PROUD OF YOUR COLOR, and LET'S LOVE ONE ❤️ ANOTHER ❤️!!!!! B.R. Date: 10/16/2023
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Oct 25, 2024
Oct 25, 2024 at 10:54 PM UTC
BLACK POETRY
Little did I know that , giving one my heart in a perfect shape, would result in it being thrown at my face, shattered beyond repair, with no hope of ever rejuvenating the broken pieces together! Little did I know that, the little hope I had for love would be taken away from me. Left with a broken heart with no hope for love,the light is gone, my heart is now in a pitch black dungeon out of reach for others, awaiting for my Saviour! Little did I know that, the hole you left vacant in my heart would forever feel void. My hope for love has died.I await for my Saviour to restore this broken, dark heart and bring back the light!
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Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 2:10 PM UTC
broken
My fingers tickle against The soft fibers of the first page In a manuscript written with dedicated ardence. I admire the ink uncials, left behind By eloquent whispers passed from Your eyes, to My lips. From your tongue To my skin. Salacious words succulent That permeate the thick paper, Like heavy breaths from a prurient Night. I savor the memory, Turning over the page to find Blank linen sheets left awaiting, for letters and punctuation Until, poem after poem, A new chapter again we commence.
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Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 12:18 AM UTC
Chapter one
i realize that you will be who you are and i am comfortable enough within myself to allow you to express all that lies within you.. because who am i to try to change you? after realizing my worth,   ive realized that nothing is worth enough to disrupt my peace. gracefully, i move away from what no longer serves me or deserves me. patiently, i wait on divine actions to arise before i consider your place in my space... are you here to give or take? for mine or for your sake? for mind, soul or warm embrace? you see im powerful, still you see only half. so make your choice and i hate to make you choose but its them or its me. -- not in fear of or in face of an ego or some pride, just protecting what lies inside ..
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
choices
beautiful as God’s favorite portrait, as romantic as true loves first kiss, why do you grow from earth and not my heart, my love, my sunshine, my flower on Sunday morning.
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Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
Sunday Morning
Hour 17, well it was another day in misery, my hunger tempted me to buy food filled with fat and sugar as my wallet was filled with cracks and buggers...naw I’m just playin...., I realized I’m no step closer to my dream and a career is still unknown like the taste of my next meal or how even when my girl touch me it’s the strangest feel, reading this alone is a race between chills and tears. Hour 17, I’m starting to sleep for hours cause it’s become a repetitive thing, ....I forgot what today was, my life has become a swat you take for comfort and then leave when it gets old, how is god even paying me any attention.....I mean listen, there are struggles I fail to mention, but leave me on the side mission where there is no travel but weak perks that don’t glisten...... Hour 17, 7 more to go...., I really wish that time wasn’t this slow....
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Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC
Hour 17
you want more than you can give, i can give it to you. i am more than a mistake or a whatever to you. i have more than what it takes, i am higher than the stakes. i am all that you imagine me being. when you close your eyes im all that you’re seeing. - i told you lies, i crushed your heart. i did these things, tore us apart. manipulation is my art, i was deceiving from the start. - but no one sees what’s really there until the view is clear. you’ll never understand my version, i don’t know what’s fair. you’re afraid that you’ll get played. makes me wonder why you stayed. makes me wonder if i ever meant anything.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 9:53 PM UTC
words
though i yearn to be near you, though your smile makes me excited. though your eyes are all i dream about. my love is unrequited. - that’s just how it’s meant to be. you knew what you meant to me. i handled you, gently. but you seem to resent me. - guess im laying in a bed that i made. i despised the reprise of these days. you know where im coming from, go easy on me. it is karma, she has always won. she is all i can see. walk a mile on my feet, bet you’ll find what you seek. everyone can have their fun, just not me. - i am the bad guy. i cry a sad cry. say i always play the victim. **** i sure know how to pick ‘em.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
fate
whisper in my ear. tell me the things i like to hear. tell me all the things you’ve never said before. say that you’re ok with me being this way, say that you accept me as i am. - cause im not changing, im only ranging . i am who i am. you are who you are, and im not judging. so love me with your all or love me nothing. love me when i fall, & when im bluffing. would you still love me if i didn’t know how to love you? or would your clouded judgement block the window of a good view? would you love me if i lied? will you still love me when i cry? or would you give up..say goodbye? i tried.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
evol
i have days i am blank. i have days all i do is write.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
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i treat people accordingly. the ones i love are bored with me. my love is not enough. my love, that must be tough. - when i can no longer do then i am useless. yes, it’s true. i am disposable, yet convenient, like a tissue. - but don’t you come up in my space. i will dismiss you, life goes beyond, so i will live without or with you.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 7:45 PM UTC
inconvenience
i know myself to be weak yet i am still so strong. i know myself to be violent, but i am still so soft. i know myself to be creative, yet i am always bored. so understanding yet i lack understanding... i can remember every moment, every detail and yet, sometimes i misplace my thoughts and i start to forget. one day my mind is at a pace that i always regret and then i’m numb to every feeling. one day i search for healing.. one day i care, one day i can care less. one day i soak in solitude, and silence gives its best. one day i seek attention, can i keep your attention? i’m caught up re-inventing, creators best invention .. it’s me! i am a balance between what you do not want & all that you need. you’ll find solace in my madness, i promise you’ll be glad though you’ll wish you never had that encounter with me. don’t keep your distance, i am distant. love me despite my high-resistance. you’ll find your happiness consistent & your fears are non-existent. they don’t exist with me. we’ll chase some positive vibes, & co-exist. indeed, i want a love that loves me clumsy, a love to rub up on me, your manner rub off on me. no matter what, you’ll love me? ❤️
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
free-game
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get, The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair, The singers and workers that never handled the air. You will never neglect or beat Them, or silence or buy with a sweet. You will never wind up the sucking-thumb Or scuttle off ghosts that come. You will never leave them, controlling your luscious sigh, Return for a snack of them, with gobbling mother-eye. Abortions will not Let you remember the child Or scuttle off ghosts that come.
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
The Mother... A Haiku For Gwendolyn Brooks
chemicals releasing in the air 24 hour clock harmful hazardous is what we call them it's called pollution of sin. see everybody wants to win but nobody wants to put in work. silly black folks, step up your bars we've come to far. no more excuses, no more lack. its time to take our royalty back. I shall hear no complaints Kings & Queens where hear to REIGN !!!!
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 5:39 PM UTC
K&Q
The darker the berry the sweeter the seeds plant them because you sow what you reap. My skin is magical you see...for I am a special kind of breed. When I'm in the sun my melanin boils, plus heat is good for my ***** coils. A shade darker I've just became... From honey brown to a cocoa shade. Time to untwist my bantu knots and free my natural fro. The curly crown of victory as my melanin glows. I strut through the grasslands in tune with my inner goddess. My legs are thick and long, so now its time to flaunt this. shaking my hair from left to right & pump my fist in the air. Wish I was alive in the civil rights, but then I wouldn't be hear. People they envy my complexion, they wish they had my perfection. But honestly you can't hate on something God gave. Melanin queen, you reign in the lands. Zion queen, lets do a foreign dance. Melanin runs within my veins and pores. Melanin I love to be, I'm wading in the shores.
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 5:31 PM UTC
Melanin