#primapoetess - Hello Poetry

Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future... Stay pure... No I’m not just saying it Because it’s the “Parent” thing to say No I’m not just saying it Because premarital *** Isn’t ok... No I’m not just saying it Because you are my one and only Baby girl I’m saying it Because purity Destroys darkness In a filthy cruel world Keep the potency Of your innocence Tuck between your shrine If he doesn’t commit Tell him to step behind A queen in the making An angel in disguise An ezer for a real man Who wants to own his light... Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future Working for the man Is not in your plan And I wish I learned this sooner You are strong, black and gifted You are the backbone of this land Don’t let this world profit Off the hard work of your hands Start your business with integrity And never sell yourself short I never want you to Slave like me I want you to know self worth And when they try to tell you Your dreams won’t it... And they make you want to cry Tell them... I don’t dream I promise Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future Stay close to God You are so brilliant In your spirit When you pray God hears it! I may fail you on some days But understand God will not Know that when the world Is crumbling He is our Rock He will hear all your cries He will provide you with hope And the tools you need in life He will cover you in a latter rain To help my beautiful rose Outgrow the pain... Dear daughter... I don’t have it all figured out But if I can save you From the strife I faced I have faith you will be alright

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Aug 28, 2018

Aug 28, 2018 at 2:41 AM UTC

primapoetess

Dear Daughter

Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future... Stay pure... No I’m not just saying it Because it’s the “Parent” thing to say No I’m not just saying it Because premarital *** Isn’t ok... No I’m not just saying it Because you are my one and only Baby girl I’m saying it Because purity Destroys darkness In a filthy cruel world Keep the potency Of your innocence Tuck between your shrine If he doesn’t commit Tell him to step behind A queen in the making An angel in disguise An ezer for a real man Who wants to own his light... Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future Working for the man Is not in your plan And I wish I learned this sooner You are strong, black and gifted You are the backbone of this land Don’t let this world profit Off the hard work of your hands Start your business with integrity And never sell yourself short I never want you to Slave like me I want you to know self worth And when they try to tell you Your dreams won’t it... And they make you want to cry Tell them... I don’t dream I promise Dear daughter Here’s my advice To guide you in your future Stay close to God You are so brilliant In your spirit When you pray God hears it! I may fail you on some days But understand God will not Know that when the world Is crumbling He is our Rock He will hear all your cries He will provide you with hope And the tools you need in life He will cover you in a latter rain To help my beautiful rose Outgrow the pain... Dear daughter... I don’t have it all figured out But if I can save you From the strife I faced I have faith you will be alright

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Duct tape... My heart is like Duct tape My love may seem Feeble Minuscule And very unnecessary I am a tool That seems to have no use Till you need me Then I become an adhesive I can hold you together Spiritually, mentally, emotionally And if you’re lucky... Physically But then... You will complain... I don’t match your swag I’m worse than a Band aid My grey color bores you Now you’ve ripped me from you... Duct tape... As strong as I’ve been Holding onto you... Is as strong I’ll be Once you remove me from you... And I will NEVER hold onto you Again So every time you fall apart Spiritually, mentally, emotionally And if you were lucky Physically You will want my adhesive to return But it won’t... I won’t I never return I am nothing more than duct tape Feeble Minuscule And unnecessary Till you see my love Holding onto someone else

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Aug 7, 2018

Aug 7, 2018 at 9:05 AM UTC

primapoetess

Duct Tape

Duct tape... My heart is like Duct tape My love may seem Feeble Minuscule And very unnecessary I am a tool That seems to have no use Till you need me Then I become an adhesive I can hold you together Spiritually, mentally, emotionally And if you’re lucky... Physically But then... You will complain... I don’t match your swag I’m worse than a Band aid My grey color bores you Now you’ve ripped me from you... Duct tape... As strong as I’ve been Holding onto you... Is as strong I’ll be Once you remove me from you... And I will NEVER hold onto you Again So every time you fall apart Spiritually, mentally, emotionally And if you were lucky Physically You will want my adhesive to return But it won’t... I won’t I never return I am nothing more than duct tape Feeble Minuscule And unnecessary Till you see my love Holding onto someone else

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There’s an emptiness That lies between The lines Of my lies You know that famous “You ok?” And i lie and say “I’m fine” I’m forcing myself To live without love But I can see Myself fading From the lack there of I’m fine ‘Nah I’m not depressed Nah I’m not crying every night Nah I don’t need the support From friends to fuel my light Nah I don’t need prayers Or a man to hold my hand’ As I lie some more I die some more Watching my own **** Hit the fan I’m fine I don’t drown my liver In alcoholic narcolepsy I don’t pray for Death to Come and set me free I don’t question God On why I’m here I’m as chipper as can be’ I’m fine .... I am fine - Prima Poetess

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Jun 17, 2018

Jun 17, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC

primapoetess

Im Fine

There’s an emptiness That lies between The lines Of my lies You know that famous “You ok?” And i lie and say “I’m fine” I’m forcing myself To live without love But I can see Myself fading From the lack there of I’m fine ‘Nah I’m not depressed Nah I’m not crying every night Nah I don’t need the support From friends to fuel my light Nah I don’t need prayers Or a man to hold my hand’ As I lie some more I die some more Watching my own **** Hit the fan I’m fine I don’t drown my liver In alcoholic narcolepsy I don’t pray for Death to Come and set me free I don’t question God On why I’m here I’m as chipper as can be’ I’m fine .... I am fine - Prima Poetess

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I have always felt alone In a sense where I can’t really depend on Another human to catch me If I REALLY FALL I can’t really say I have a life line I can’t really pull that parachute Two times I can only tell my secrets In parts and Intervals I can only share What anyone is willing to hear I can only feel What makes sense to everyone’s ears I can only heal... The parts of me that Are not real... Alone... I am deprived of self expression To make others around me More comfortable To be around Me Alone... I am surrounded by More talk of death Than life I am reminded of My failings and strife Alone... I am only loved When the time is right Note that loved is Past tense As I write Alone... I am easily forgotten Till I pop up in the k section Of a phone book But before you dial You have to see “how good she looks” Alone... I have to think more with my brain And less with my heart I guess to be less humane As a human Is the perfect way to start... Alone. -Prima Poetess

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Jun 17, 2018

Jun 17, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC

primapoetess

Alone

I have always felt alone In a sense where I can’t really depend on Another human to catch me If I REALLY FALL I can’t really say I have a life line I can’t really pull that parachute Two times I can only tell my secrets In parts and Intervals I can only share What anyone is willing to hear I can only feel What makes sense to everyone’s ears I can only heal... The parts of me that Are not real... Alone... I am deprived of self expression To make others around me More comfortable To be around Me Alone... I am surrounded by More talk of death Than life I am reminded of My failings and strife Alone... I am only loved When the time is right Note that loved is Past tense As I write Alone... I am easily forgotten Till I pop up in the k section Of a phone book But before you dial You have to see “how good she looks” Alone... I have to think more with my brain And less with my heart I guess to be less humane As a human Is the perfect way to start... Alone. -Prima Poetess

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