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At starting line, outspoken At finish line, heartbroken You and I were once a token Now, words are left unspoken © 2020 Poem by Verse Xscape
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 12:53 PM UTC
Unspoken
When his eyes raised questions I left with no more answers He traced for my essence Even when I was never with him Calming was his heart Every second he whispered my name Doesn't look he forgot me Even I wasn't with him Such felt forever when I met him after a long time Doesn't he changed his love for me Even I left him My silence drove his instincts I casually narrated him but before he concluded anything This time his silence told me one thing " Will you be ever with me, Don't leave me with an excuse "
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Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 4:51 AM UTC
Will you be ever
But you're just a screen again. A daydream in mid Novembers falling leaves. That euphoria of seeing you again, wont leave my skin; and it breaks my bones with words, poetry, only you can get out of me. Sandoval
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 2:13 AM UTC
Long Distance
Winter dawns on me. The cold of the air, suffocates my bones. I look outside and flowers are blooming in. I'm slowly dying inside these four walls. I love you, but as I watch you leave, time slowly falls, and I drop to my knees. Sandoval
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 2:05 AM UTC
Winter
I watched marriage as she gasped for air. It was a pain that I could no longer bear. Marriage had been so good to me. To see her taking her last breath was slowly killing me. I tried to give her mouth to mouth resuscitation But my memories of what she had become made me fill will anger and devastation. She tried to hold on and so did I But there comes a time when you must let her die I hated to see marriage go Her heart beat began to go slow Her chest no longer rose as she breathed her last breath It was sad to see marriage go through this last test But even in death new seeds can be sewn New hope can be grown But the true pain from the loss will never be known.... Until you watch the Death of a Marriage. ©Nikki the Pen
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Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 7:45 AM UTC
Death of a Marriage
My Black Matters ©NikkiR Politicians sit back while their pockets get fatter Watching young people **** each other As the violence we hear gets louder My black matters You say I speak incorrectly because my chatter "ain't" like your chatter My dialect isn't what you expect, but these degrees I represent Are displayed so you won't forget that my dialect had no influence and no matter what you say, the world can't undo it! My black matters I wear my hair natural But if my natural is offensive to you Be offended because my natural is oh so beautiful My black matters I will continue to climb higher You will not hinder my elevation Because my black will rise above all deprivation!
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 9:33 AM UTC
My Black Matters
Take a Look at Me by Nikki R. Take a look at me. I am like an Eagle. I know you see me soaring. Better yet, compare me to a lioness. I know you hear me roaring. Take a look at me. Watch and learn. I have so much to give and expect little in return. Take a look at me. My potential is glaring. Take a look at me. Trust me, I won’t stop you from staring. Please understand that you can’t define my elevation by your lack of motivation. You can’t dull my illumination by throwing shade in your conversations. You can’t stop my zeal because my joy—you will never steal. Take a look at me. What do you see? Take a look at me. I Am She! ©Nikki R.
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
Take a Look at Me
My Temperament by ©Nikki R. My temperament is like the warmth of a summer's day My smile illuminates and shines through clouds as the trees soak up all the photosynthetic rays. It takes more than a storm to rattle me I will not be moved by people who fail to see the iridescent beauty that is within me. My temperament can be like the oceans and the seas. Don't think I'm incapable of rising with the tide to defend my pride. My temperament can be like a raging storm or a gentle rain shower that quenches the thirst of spring flowers. My temperament. It is what defines me. It is my temperament. So, don't you dare judge me. My temperament is Me and I AM SHE! #poetry #poem #poet #spokenword #womeninpoetry #author #IAMSHE © 2016 Nikki R.
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 12:09 AM UTC
My Temperament