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 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
Pax
After all
 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
Pax
its the night when your
life becomes sleepless

your day might be reckless
doing things after things
of uselessness

i am tired,
no, i don't need sleep
no, i don't need rest
i just want that feeling
i could hold and hug
to where i kiss and wish
be loved for me to love back

i sigh waiting for a sign
that i am still alive
after all.
I feel so dead, feels so cold for so long..
Happy B-Day to me.
Haiti you are a beautiful soul in nature. Frozen in time it’s like I’ve never left you three decades ago. Under all the destruction I still see your beautiful soul. Sadly with tears in my eyes I am speechless of how they’ve left you frozen without cause without reasons without merits. How shameful the civilized western can be to leave you naked, frozen without clothes. With tears in my eyes I am saddened to see you like this, With tears in my eyes I am still proud to be your son.

Perhaps one day I dream of seeing a Better you , a stronger you, and a Well dress you for the whole western world to see you unfrozen.

You are down but you are not out, you are drowning but you are not finished.
As painful as it may be for me , I know the pain for your people is much greater than mine , for I get to leave you as I please to a better place.

The hypocrisy from the western world, give me freedom or give me death , I assume it was only meant for the Caucasian world. Because together the people of Haiti have accomplished just that , for the freedom of your people , for that very reason they’ve been rebellious against your people for wanting to be free, for wanting to raised your young under a flag we all can be proud and called your our own.

Sadly they’ve brainwashed our brothers and sisters around the western world, make them believe you are barbaric, you are a race of barbarism, how sad to see in this modern world you have been left frozen in time. Still I am proud to call you my own.

If I can help it , the fight is not yet over. Shameful of myself for not realizing you were in need of my attention sooner than I’ve realized. Words cannot describes the pain I feel for you , words cannot describes the pain I feel for the people of Haiti. Today I wrote in stone I will indeed seek for a better You and I will not rest. Until then I beg you to keep fighting and
                          STAND STRONG FROZEN.
Please brothers and sisters let’s stand strong together eith the people of Haiti. We can support the people of Haiti by vacationing in Haiti to help them grow their economy! Let’s show some love., let’s give them hope .
 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
c
When I left
I told myself
I was fine
With being me

But I’m bleeding poetry again,
So am I really myself at all?
 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
Izzy
Poetry is the purest form of introspection.
The examination of one’s conscience, thoughts and feelings can be so difficult
Look at my words and understand me
I am my words.
I am my sentences.
I am my poems.
You have to go through the worst to experience the best
These days are not easy but you are truly blessed
No matter how hard life gets don't let go
You are more loved than you will ever know
You have to go through the worst days to make it to the best days
 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
elm
p(l)ace
 Jun 2019 yellowsouls
elm
the perfect pace
is fast enough to grow
but slow enough to reflect
on the growing i didn’t
know i needed.
looking back
on the times i once
thought
didn’t affect me,
now i know,
that the perfect place
allows me to move
at the pace i needed;
push me further,
and reel me in
when i get too ahead
of myself.
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