"randa" poems
Pretty
light skin curly hair brown eyes
tough on the exterior but sensitive on the inside.
Cool calm and collective
and let's you know how it is .
Truthful and honest some may take for being negative
but she's just keepin it real.
Seems happy and smiles on the outside
but you can see the pain in those brown eyes.
my sistah.my homie. my friend.
I miss how tight we used to be and I fear that you feel like you can't tell anyone anything.
But wheneva yah need me just call me
I may not pick up on time but I'll always call you back cause I love my youngins and you been there for me and listened to all my stories just want you to know that your loved and have friends to help you thru
the good and bad
no longer will you have to feel alone .
Just know you have friends here to help yah through yah hard times . And remember
SMILE
O.Rob.
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 3:53 PM UTC
Come I’, Sit daahn, Shurrup,
Wor t' fust thin 'a' ah 'eard.
So ah grabbed uz buk fra t' back.
‘n prepared for summa’ absurd
An exam ont’ fust day ah exclaimed!
As uz face exploded wi’ rage
Ah dead eyed ‘im fra across t’ room
‘n reluctantly turned t’ page
T’ year continued like ‘dis,
‘n uz nem appeared ont’ board
‘n ta quote wah’ I’d learnt fra’ uz studies,
Ah felt wretched ‘n abhorred
Tahhm passed by,
‘n 'e 'n class began ta connect.
n suddenly 'a' dislikin,
turned inter respect.
Tahhm went furtha,
as 'e yelled 'n laughed 'n cussed,
‘n suddenly ‘a’ respect,
turned inter complete trust.
‘e’d lern wee randa facts,
‘n sha wee gormless vids.
'e’d respect wee li' adults,
'n nivva' treat wee li' kids.
'n even when ah wor glum,
‘n wasn’t feelin missen,
‘e’d finn' eur way ta use 'is words
ta nurse uz back ta 'ealth.
‘n when 'e sez 'e wor leavin, everybody’s 'eart cried,
We didn’t want ta seh tarreur,
teur t' bloke who’d bin ah guide
Sa t' best we can doa is come togetha,
‘n gatha orl wee folks.
'n wish t' best o' luck ta ah ‘un 'n onny,
Yorksha bloke.
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 3:35 PM UTC