#wordsmithwiz - Hello Poetry

Life as we know it; A sugar coated bus ride to hell or high heaven; It's all galaxies and fallacies How can it be the Milky Way when there's no road that can take me there? What's the difference between Night and Day when the only thing that shines in my skies are these nuggets of solid grief in my eyes? My facilities do not conform to my abilities, My reality a bare result of hateful gravities, I yearn to fly My mother keeps pushing the sky Out of my reach She wants me drowned in the ponds of silence. Blocking my shine in the brown of her dusts, She forces me to wallow in the muds of mediocrity; But I am not just another particle; The carbon of my heart tells me I am an excellent gem, Wiz the diadem; Born to lead a life of jewel passions and crystal lusts! I know that speech alone is not enough – I need to dig myself from under these sands. Society your son is a pearl, Though you keep concealing the flame of his sparkle Keep in mind – a day shall come; an hour shall pass When your stony grip on the feet of his mind shall be loosened; Trust then, that he will diamond in this rough! WordSmith Wiz 01/08/2019

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Mar 26, 2019

Mar 26, 2019 at 5:20 PM UTC

WordSmith_Wiz

FOR EVERY DIAMOND IN THE SAND

Life as we know it; A sugar coated bus ride to hell or high heaven; It's all galaxies and fallacies How can it be the Milky Way when there's no road that can take me there? What's the difference between Night and Day when the only thing that shines in my skies are these nuggets of solid grief in my eyes? My facilities do not conform to my abilities, My reality a bare result of hateful gravities, I yearn to fly My mother keeps pushing the sky Out of my reach She wants me drowned in the ponds of silence. Blocking my shine in the brown of her dusts, She forces me to wallow in the muds of mediocrity; But I am not just another particle; The carbon of my heart tells me I am an excellent gem, Wiz the diadem; Born to lead a life of jewel passions and crystal lusts! I know that speech alone is not enough – I need to dig myself from under these sands. Society your son is a pearl, Though you keep concealing the flame of his sparkle Keep in mind – a day shall come; an hour shall pass When your stony grip on the feet of his mind shall be loosened; Trust then, that he will diamond in this rough! WordSmith Wiz 01/08/2019

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I thought, As I sat in my chair About you – And I decided, To gift you a letter Making clear my wish: You’re pretty, and it’s not just your colours You hold grace. I’ve known women that envied you You do things to the sun, His light shines in clumsy beams When you’re around You do things to the sky, He stands proud and stout After you leave You do things to the rain, Even the storms tread gently In your presence You do things, to me Come and stay in my house – I’ll worship you.

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Feb 15, 2021

Feb 15, 2021 at 4:58 AM UTC

WordSmith_Wiz

TO THE RAINBOW WHO STOOD IN THE SKY YESTERDAY

I thought, As I sat in my chair About you – And I decided, To gift you a letter Making clear my wish: You’re pretty, and it’s not just your colours You hold grace. I’ve known women that envied you You do things to the sun, His light shines in clumsy beams When you’re around You do things to the sky, He stands proud and stout After you leave You do things to the rain, Even the storms tread gently In your presence You do things, to me Come and stay in my house – I’ll worship you.

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Lupita, Teach me that the black girl Is more than just, that – More than just, A **** provoking short-skirt Tight-thick-thighs temptation More than just, A slim waist, supple flesh And ‘shuga’ Stare into my ignorant eye, And teach me Lupita.

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Jan 18, 2021

Jan 18, 2021 at 2:48 AM UTC

WordSmith_Wiz

THE BLACK WOMEN YOU SHOULD MEET: Episode 1

Lupita, Teach me that the black girl Is more than just, that – More than just, A **** provoking short-skirt Tight-thick-thighs temptation More than just, A slim waist, supple flesh And ‘shuga’ Stare into my ignorant eye, And teach me Lupita.

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