Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Michael Kusi
The divine gave the birth certificate of an angel to my veins
When the redness of Lamb's blood wrote on the walls of my heart.
It was on the finger of the Most High.
The doctors murmured I had to be cut out.
They pointed to me in the ultrasound and said to the surgeon: Cut it out.
Because otherwise the suspense of the womb would unborn me dead.
They say what the Lord gives He takes away
The doctors determined the only thing a normal birth could give
Would be to take me from myself
So that only a headstone would remain.
That stone would not cry out
But be silent, forever
The only place my name would appear
Would be in tearful sighs
And marked stones.

But imagine if that name was a question
That only worship could answer
The finger of the Lord scribbled Michael
Because He heard that cry.
Imagine that my other name was a statement that hoped I would live.
That prayed I would count as belonging to the land of the living.
Have strength like a rock
And not just a name on a stone.
The finger of the Lord etched Binka.
On the wall of a heart
That was made of living, precious stones.

God said I will redeem your hope.
So that when I was held
It was the first time since the beginning
I did not face the option of being disembodied
Now I had to be strength embodied
I would not ever have to claw myself back into the womb
Because I always climbed out into life
And now there is no turning back.
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Ammar
Empathy
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Ammar
Self-forgiveness
Is like seeing sunrise
For the first time.
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Simpleton
Love didn't end wars
It started them
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Triste
Island Poetry
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Triste
Even when you're broken
I will still embrace your sharp edges
And with my scarred body
I will love your pieces
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Liv
The feeling
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Liv
I still think about you
My friends wish I didn’t
Today you looked at me
And I still got that feeling;
You know that feeling
The feeling is so strong...
You wish it would go away
I shouldn’t have wrote this but
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Alaina Moore
Daily.
 Nov 2018 Mhk
Alaina Moore
I married a hurricane, and still get surprised when it rains.

— The End —