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Why we cry for people who are no longer here?
I know you promised me that you won't cry this time. But you did cry, dad. And you cried ever more. You cried till your stomach no longer held emotions. You cried till you no longer thought you will stay alive. You called out people's name, just to make yourself comfortable with the idea that they no longer hear what you say. No words left to say, right? I know it's been hard. Not because I'm smypathising with you. No! just because I've been here. More times than you thought you'll ever believe.I know I'm young but I have survived like you. I've been here,stood alone watching you blame god for not existing. I've seen you fake thousands of smiles at times you thought you'll just choke yourself with fake feelings. I saw you from miles, cursing yourself, because no matter how hard you try it doesn't work out. And I've seen you retreat empty handed, from people you gave your life for. But you know what, you are not empty. You are so full of thoughts that haunt you throughout night, which make you forget how amazing you are. I know I'm getting no where with it. With my words and my thoughts about you. After a while, you'll think I'm just pretending to be here. But I'm not. Because I have given you pieces of me, when you were chasing things. Because I've silently seen you falling from the stars, and slowly withdrawing your hand away from mine. When I called your name, like you called everyone else's. Just as they didn't listen to you. You didn't hear my voice, because there are too many voices, and you can't identify mine. I'm still here. Giving away my pieces, the very last of them. Not because I'm weak, but just because I want you to stay. Soon I'll return empty handed. I'll look back to you. I'll wait a bit longer than you did.
This time, Just return to me. Return to me dad. For I can't let you go. I'm too young for it. I am. I don't know why or when or how you will return. I don't.
I'm just fighting here. All alone. You said I'm strong and you patted my back once. And the warmth of your touch. I've never felt it again. I still believe we'll meet someday. I'll not pretend then. Because I will say it all to you. #writersofig #writing #writer #words #prose #poet #poems #writerscommunity #poets #igpoets #writersofinstagram #spilledink #instapoetry #writingcommunity #poetry #creativewriting #poetsofig #wordporn #writers #poem #typewriter #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #instapoet #write #instapoem #spokenword #poetryisnotdead
Poetic-Ebonics: Why not drive though your life with the shine unbeatable like the sun. Product of the forgotten son, born linage of engine far from the land I'm currently from. Rays beam through only a vessel passing through beyond the promoted fun. Positivity upkeep ain't the easy battle in need of eras that won. It's the ride to our galaxy, place of peace beyond the fantasy. Never speed for fast fixing need but indeed search of clarity. Unleash through culturally. Embracing obstacle facing but seated belted to steer comfortably. Letting the higher power take lead when that time is suppose to be. Special like every other my mission through Ebonic poetry. Fishing for self progression not just stressing what bad gets thrown to me. Get in ya ship to the beats thats hip and loved deep music globally. past the bitter times of insulting rhymes from African jokes you see. Hate won't ever hesitate to be apart of the history. Split the words don't follow birds chirping yea that's HIS STORY, putting down the other because no sense of his her trusting journey to their glory. Won't combat with the pain in the rain but still lifting smiles solely. Goal to heal the soul with some words and post genuinely. Whether your my close of people to the stranger appreciating the gram so free. Rich in constant spirit thank my parents for always holding me. Ride was never smooth but the pride showed the triumph from talented creativity. Good morning just some tunes to smile with the weather G. C.M.I.U.C. #dance #instagood #swag #writer #selfie #live #igdaily #poems #growth #writerscommunity #creativity #nyc #africa #art #poetry #poetic #follow #instalike #life #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #music #positivevibes #instapoet #love #unique #poeticebonics #travel #journey #igpoets
So many birds coming through in dreams and journeying, circling, soaring, keeping a beady eye on things on the ground.
I wrote "Thunderbird" knowing that after a storm comes greater clarity...hope you like it? I'm experimenting and allowing my words to energe rather than crafting, so let's see where it goes. If I can let go of control and get out of my own way, for raw words to bubble up. |
I go to seek a great perhaps,
Neither lost, nor found.
After all this time,
There was a presence,
In that dry, air.
An empty almond sky,
Held it all together.
"I'll clap when I'm impressed"
Yelled Great Mystery.
When the chosen few replaced fear with curiosity,
In all that chaos there is calculation,
The weights we carry allow the doors
To other dimensions to open.
Like a padlock unravelling with the right combination and pressure.
No hard feelings goddess moon,
Truth be told,
It's nice to find new ways to smile.
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