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Lend me your ears, So you can hear, What I am saying to you So listen up!!! The voices in the masses speaks In volumes so that you may peek At this world around you So listen up!!! The voices of children dying one by one From the barrels and bullets of guns, They fall one by one like dominoes And you need to listen up!!! This inspires poets like me To write the truth you see And bringing to attention around you Open up your ears and listen up!!! Lend me your ears So you can hear What I am saying to you So people LISTEN UP!!!
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 12:37 AM UTC
Listen Up!!!!
Soothe me Groove me Making my nature rise Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep, And in that time of slumber deep, The night's wonderful sounds so, Sweet, tasty and even bold, With that soft music serenades me Oh so right and so deeply. The night music has a flair, For just soothing you and like the Staple Singers it will "Take You There." Soft and sweet, Sweet and softly but deep, You make my heart flutter so, Because that's the way love goes, Soothe me. Groove me, Make my nature rise, Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep, And that time of slumber deep, Rock my world with your music Sweetly, sweetly soothe me...
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 1:03 AM UTC
Soft Music Serenade
to Nelson Mandela We say farewell to our beloved brother Father Africa a loyal friend Who taught us to get along with one another Even until the bitter end. he was our warrior for justice and peace Our warrior for the betterment of mankind, In the spirit that is good, we release, His spirit as we come together and bind. As the sunsets in the South African skies, And over mountains high standing We stand with lifted hard wave our goodbyes To our warrior, our hero our friend.....
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
Warrior
There's a place you pay On these streets And sometimes it's high Like the cost  of dope In order to **** whatever That not right Whatever that's deep in you And cleans out what Castor Oil only does inside The body But baby it sho'nuff Will that's in the mind If the demons are there They'll feel it too. Welcome to Ghettoland Where dope runs freely But for a price you pay And pay dearly my friend. Ghettoland--- Where your life out there Is win, loose or die! Chances are You'll either lose or die You'll sho'nuff die! Ghettoland--- Where the hustlers hustle By any means And I mean any MEANS! This is the place where Street people call home away From the home they came from And street girls slinging pootang You know What's between their legs In order to between the sheet or under a house or Some alleyway to turn a trick. Ghettoland--- Where Baby Mama's look for their Baby daddy in order to get that Child support And support that child they left. Welcome to Ghettoland---- Where you'll see burned out buildings Just remaining reminders of What was then and what is NOW! Welcome to the "New Frontier" Of an old idea Welcome to Ghettoland!!!!!!!
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 1:19 AM UTC
Ghettoland
Say it with soul Say it loud Then say it bold. Don't let up Just say it clear Say it with soul. Poets dream dreams Under the summer skies Summer sunset showing Leaving questions why? Then we dream in words Because it's all we see Say it with soul Say it loud Then say it bold. Never mind who don't listens Just speak your mind Never mind who'll hear This world so unkind. Give them rhythm Give them beat Say it with soul Say it loud.... Underneath the bright lit moon And blanket of stars at night Dream a dream with delight Then say it with soul Then say it loud Dream if you can..... Guide me to flights unknown Then just let me dream My face shinning as shown I can say it with soul Say it loud Then dream.....
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:53 AM UTC
Untitled
I won't stress I won't freak out And again being in a mess All I can do is my very best--- Without all these feelings no doubt. I cannot let stress Bother me in the long run Or burn me like the sun, Or put me in an early grave All I can do is my very best. I won't let stress break me Tear me down badly Or make me go insane No not on my watch And not today. I will survive I will thrive And I will make it No matter what comes my way And stress will not be part of my day. 24 July 2015
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:31 AM UTC
Stressless
I use to hear them say "Letting those golden moments roll on", But how much longer of a delay Or should I stay strong? Either way the clock ticks in time And I'm counting those moments Or those moments I left behind, I just have to just roll on. Could you see the winter of our lives Drifting like so like snowflakes And cold you see now And could you see not  sitting by but to survive No matter what or whatever it takes Time is measured one moment at a time. If anyone should ask me Where I am going and how far Or will I set my soul free
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:16 AM UTC
A Conversation Piece
Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burden Of every man it ain't no blues. My man ain't no good 'cause he stank blues, My baby left me for another and broken my heart blues, My baby left me and now she's trippin' blues, My job is down sizing and I need another job blues. I am so broke until I can't pay attention blues. Bluer than blue than blue is blue. The plain 'ole ****** me off blues! The opening of a can of whip *** blues! Another one of those blues! The AH HELL NO blues! The don't wanna hear JACK blues! Blues Blues GO away Come back another day! Rain falls from above But look I am still blue. Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burden Of every man and it ain't no good blues No good blues at all.....
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Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 5:02 PM UTC
Blue Poetry Blue
Enter: night Bring on the night---- Where those dear play, And where freaks come out anyway Go ahead, bring on the night. Bring on the night--- Where travel is often and much go, Where the travelers are on the go, So bring on the night. Bring on the night--- The creature of the night reign, As they come out like stars with flames, Yes, bring on the night! Bring on the night--- Of every drug dealer and dope head The hookers walking like the dead Yes, bring on the hight. Bring on the night--- Every baby's mama hanging tough Late night creepers who think they're rough, Just bring on the night! Late night watchers watching so, Bring on the night! Creepy crawlers crawling you know, Bring on the night! Day turned trippers, Bring on the night! Coffee drinking tippers, Bring on the night! That's right bring it on, Bring on the night! Bring it on! Bring it on and on and on... (C) 2002
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Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 4:45 PM UTC
Untitled
Can you see me? Skin dark, Eyes brown, Blood Red Anger shown. I am someone's Son, nephew, grandchild Even in a world so cruel Where violence is everywhere. Can you see me? A man with a heart Not my skin color Or my class But see me as a human being. 2017
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Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 4:45 PM UTC
See Me?
Heavenly peace was upon the Earth, Heaven shook; God's grace was put upon for Glory's worth, Suddendly a star appeared in the mist thereof, A Child, Savior of the World born of his love, Trumpets blow loud to announce the arrival of the Holy King, Angels were there to sing. O, how wonderful the night so still, But his love shall fulfill. O, angels blow thy horn, For that was the night Christ was born. (C)1977, 2003
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Night Christ Was Born
Big hands of this man Who I remember as a child Growing up in and at a time, When real men were fathers then. Supporting that family no matter what, Working their fingers to the bone Trying to provide even in tough times. Images of that man fall short in memory Cloudy through a time when this man Went AWOL on his family Leaving us, better yet leaving him behind. The only memory of him is a letter From a court ordered payment and Photographs of distant memories Foggy but yet not forgotten. My memories were 11 1/2 years short One year shy of beginning manhood My changes coming naturally With an absent man in my life physically. I use to walk around I used to walk around say--- "I ain't got no daddy!" He was absent from my life And now I'm absent from his life. The images of him follow me like a mirror, it's like right there Starring back at me Unaware that image of him Is that very image of me But only, only in the younger self. Something my wise grandma told me That stuck with me all my days, All my years even until now That, "no matter what, he's still your daddy." Deep in my heart there was anger Anger toward him for leaving me Going AWOL on your family At any giving moment even in my lifetime Yet that anger was still there, Grandma's words echoed deep inside my soul And ringing in my ears so loud Until I wonder if her words are true. Even then, I wonder deep inside of me But as time went onward, My years is getting older and older My respect for that man Who I call daddy Only by name he's that But until then I respect him My daddy who I love even now. Big hands of this man Who I now know Even through years of re-knowing him In spite of feelings past I must look forward and celebrate Celebrate this man who I call my daddy. Big hands of this man The years are showing on him now, The hair that once was black was whitened Of years he collected through time.... June 2004
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:37 PM UTC
Daddy's Hand: Images
Big hands of this man Who I remember as a child Growing up in and at a time, When real men were fathers then. Supporting that family no matter what, Working their fingers to the bone Trying to provide even in tough times. Images of that man fall short in memory Cloudy through a time when this man Went AWOL on his family Leaving us, better yet leaving him behind. The only memory of him is a letter From a court ordered payment and Photographs of distant memories Foggy but yet not forgotten. My memories were 11 1/2 years short One year shy of beginning manhood My changes coming naturally With an absent man in my life physically. I use to walk around I used to walk around say--- "I ain't got no daddy!" He was absent from my life And now I'm absent from his life. The images of him follow me like a mirror, it's like right there Starring back at me Unaware that image of him Is that very image of me But only, only in the younger self. Something my wise grandma told me That stuck with me all my days, All my years even until now That, "no matter what, he's still your daddy." Deep in my heart there was anger Anger toward him for leaving me Going AWOL on your family At any giving moment even in my lifetime Yet that anger was still there, Grandma's words echoed deep inside my soul And ringing in my ears so loud Until I wonder if her words are true. Even then, I wonder deep inside of me But as time went onward, My years is getting older and older My respect for that man Who I call daddy Only by name he's that But until then I respect him My daddy who I love even now. Big hands of this man Who I now know Even through years of re-knowing him In spite of feelings past I must look forward and celebrate Celebrate this man who I call my daddy. Big hands of this man The years are showing on him now, The hair that once was black was whitened Of years he collected through time.... June 2004
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The stink of the city And ain't it a pity? Of the crimes that goes on there, And how it sinks even the air That pollutes all around me, And can see, The children in this life dying, The people in their ivory towers lying, While our people die the death that chokes them. It's hell out there! And no one cares, Not even the people who are suppose to have our backs, Is too busy stabbing it and that's a fact! The ghetto life, Filled with misery and strife, In these times we live, Something got to give.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:30 PM UTC
Ghetto Life
(Thoughts in Motion) Brother Listen to me! There is something I must say To clear the air of any Uncertainty that may or may not Come between us But first you must listen To what I am about to What I must say. I have been hurt!!!! Not once, Not twice, But many times over And over again Over the same B.S.--- Nothing! Nothing lost And certainly Nothing gain But time is standing still, Motionless Like a non-moving clock of time Where there is movement at all. Fighting. For what ??? Nothing Fighting over nothing A piece of green paper And a little white substance That's controlling your every moment Night and day. Stupid fighting over Nothing While wasting time over Nothing! While children go hungry, While mothers lose their children, While young black men die in the streets, While politics are usual You fight over Nothing! Nothing lost Nothing gained. Lost In a world that's endless With a beginning And yet there is no end. Women selling their bodies For a green piece of paper While men make ***** deals While others get one meal And no three squares a day Struggling Striving Everyday Every moment there is there is time And where time is no more. I got something on my mind To say not what anyone may think it's on my ind to say because it was heavy on my mind.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:23 PM UTC
Heavy on my Mind
I cannot hide my true self For my true self is who I am For who I am is my true self. Why must I destroy myself? But bleach my body Destroying my skin Killing of my true self. And must I please myself Tease myself Satisfying myself Until it comes down to Being myself Not fooling myself Me. Myself and I Then to think It's better for myself No matter what. Cheat myself Beat myself Lie to myself But not be myself Of whom I am And whose I am--- It's a sad case A sad case indeed To not work on myself For there to betterment of myself And not poison myself Until I die and shrink Shallow up Disappear Gone Swell up Bust right open Like a raisin. **** Pow! Ssssssss! But I got to be true to myself For who I am And all that I am going to be And yet stay true to myself For me and nobody Else Me With beautiful self-- ME! Myself My true self I love.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
True Self
Drinking Dreaming Cursing like a sailors Telling lies And more lives And more lies Until the lies run out, The drinks run dry And when the drinks run dry The people dwindle away The tree gets empty And then silence is heard. No cussing And telling lies Talking trash And evil kicks in But hold on there partner! What will this benefit them? What lessons are being learned? The drinking of the '40 And the gin and juice And the prophet-lying and Crucifying each other Telling what 2 kiss How 2 kiss and kiss my--- Need I say if the Good Lord comes back now? What will you say? "Well I was at the tree Lawd just chillin'." And when He say He don't know you Then What?
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Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC
Tree People
(To the women who broke my heart) You've seriously thinking suicide, You've seriously want 2 die, You're seriously want 2 take a life in your hands, Spreading a 3 letter disease across the land. You're seriously want to go to jail, You're seriously serious about posting bail, Come back some rainy day? Seriously say what to me Playing me like that Then you're seriously mistaken and that's a fact. Seriously wanna play with my heart Tear it up and pull it apart? Am I hearing all of this with my ears? Seriously my dear? Do me a favor if you will please It's important this one task you see. Don't mean any harm in anyway But you can seriously go to HELL And have a good day!
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Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
Seriously
God-- Give me strength when I am down, Love where it could be found, Peace in times of trouble days, Compassion in everyway No matter what I say or do, I know you will pull me through, Tough times in days so cold. And God--- Let me walk upright, Morning, noon and night, To be the best I can, Always. (c) 1999, 2004 K.C.Colt
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Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 8:12 AM UTC
Poem #38
to my wife Vanessa I celebrate you--- For just being you and only you, Keeping it real As I celebrate you. Now that you are growing older, Wiser, Better, I do celebrate you. For what you do And who you are--- I do celebrate you. A daughter to someone's mother, A sister to someone's brother, A wife to someone's husband A lover and friend To this point I do celebrate you. May 2014
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Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 7:15 AM UTC
Celebrating You
(ode to night) I look up above my head this fair evening And saw the slender of it all, How the night time is formed and fashioned And with beauty of night delightful Bring on that special kind of night. Bring on the night! Bring on the beauty of the night, As the moon shines up And stars paly up above So, bring on the night! Romance in the air Bring on the night! Lovers are in motion, So, bring on the night! Delight me, Kiss me, Thrill me, Bring on the night!
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 1:41 AM UTC
Moon and Stars
Canvas Paint Words. Canvas Paint More words. Like paint Like Picasso's Work On canvas Is the art work of words Painted By the poet's Words. Pretty pictures Pretty words flowing from the vains Like drawing blood Withdrawing suddenly those words. Breathing words extracting Words From the very soul Words. Pretty painted pictures Withdrawn Words. April 2004 (C)2004
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 2:03 AM UTC
Painted Words
In loving memory of Queen Young Murray(1921-2005) In case we didn't say it, or express it enough to let you know, You will be with us always, And on our faces it does show How we feel from heart and soul You are the Queen of our heart. For all you have done for us Many thanks aren't enough to say. For the many words expressed to us And those funny and strange ways But we love you for it because You are the Queen of our Heart Gone but not forgotten A grandmother's love so very true. Forever in our hearts and minds You've been there no matter What we've gone through. But we love you always Forever the Queen of our heart. July 14, 2005
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 1:58 AM UTC
Queen of Our Heart
to Tice, Sherry, Pat, Simone, Marieta and Ms Queen Girls to the end No matter what No matter how, We are sisters to the very end End of good times, Sad times, Mad times, Low times, We are sisters Joined to the hip Even in times of trouble Times in need Or just being there We are sisters girls! 9 July 2000 Copyright (C)2000
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 1:45 AM UTC
Sister Girl
There's a love worth waiting for, A warm body next to me, A love so close as close can be, A love I surely truly, truly adore. Those kisses so sweetly on my lips, I still feel night after night. The slight touch of your finger tips, Touching me so and so right. The way you talk to me sweetly, Brings chills to my spine, Knocking me baby love to my knees Knowing that you are mine! Sweet of sweetness I do love so I can't wait to hold you in my arms Just you and I letting the world know You are my woman forever. Forever sounds so long but I'll wait for you And hopefully you will wait for me Because you'll know for true How our love will honestly be Priceless.... Nov. '06 (C)2006
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 1:36 AM UTC
Untitled Verse
If I can touch the sky, The clouds so lovely and white So far up and out of sight In the blue up in the sky. Beyond where any place to be Or any ocean below, Yes just under the deep blue sea Up in the sky in the blue. Majestic is the lovely  air, With soft white clouds lovely In flight upward I don't care To come down right now. What a lovely sight to see Upward in the blue Flying high and free Somewhere up there in the blue..
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
In the Blue