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#indigestion
I Speak and write only the truth. The previous sentence is a lie. I move throughout life without couth I hate that word and this fly. Simplicity at its best Here in these words A blue Jay in his nest On my car, his turds.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC
the truth
Sitting in the gutter Cause its the only place to see What guts are Wondering does anybody Fight for anything Anymore? Cause I don't see it I see people walking past Opportunity Walking away from things With ease Cold feet Treading cautiously Feeding doubts fire Going about Life so passively But Hold up let's join a cause! Direct our anger Politically, racially, at poverty and inequality Donate some money Rant constantly about Overturning regimes Then retreat back to apathy Woe is me! Bleeding hearts in their masses Floating past me In the gutter Cause its the only place to see what guts are... And hearts Cause no one has heart anymore Where is the love? Where is the passion? The courage and the loyalty? All Going about life so Half heartedly And what can you do with half a heart? Give it to Me Cause as I'm sat here Reading entrails like some gypsy Passing judgement on you A poor reflection on me It seems I lost mine So I embrace the pain that migrates from an empty chest to A swelling stomach Lift myself up from that gutter And feel what guts are Take half that heart And see how far it'll take me... To make it whole
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 3:03 PM UTC
Disembowel Movement
I get it now They think I'm you Black Is only the color of your skin Black Is not the culture you love The people you associate with The people you share a bed with The people you represent Black Is only your name Is only where you come from Is what you claim around family Black is you Long as you are the only one Long as-if there could be such a thing-the best one Long as you are in charge of the rest I am Black because Americans don't understand An African born outside of Africa is still an African I am Black I am African I love the reflection I see because it sees me Truth be told: I still love you Even if you hate everything that stares back at you © Christopher F. Brown 2017
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 6:07 AM UTC
3am indigestion
I am having difficulty sleeping. I have an upset tummy And there is some emotional turmoil in my head. I wish you all very nice dreams and Cuddles with your loved ones I want you to have something good That makes your life fuller. I always feel so much. I am always feeling And I can't deal with it all at once. So I put up barriers in my mind To block those feelings off And let me deal with them later. Those barriers used to be a lot sturdier But since some events in September of 2017 They have been very easy to break down. That is how I want it. Mostly I am feeling grief. I grieve a lot of things I grieve every loss Every grievance That has ever left someone with less That has ever left someone with hurt I have been told not to grieve so much For things that are not in my life. For things that are out of my control But I cannot stop feeling. I don't want to stop feeling And I grieve all these things because They leave me with less And they leave me with hurt.
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 5:02 AM UTC
Grief