Submissions by Afroqn73
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My work is all over the place-with the common thead of pain
color me beautiful
The trees are an emerald green the most lovely color i have ever seen
The cardinals an imperial red they look like tiny apples on the snow is what my mother's often said
Everything in the world has its own color-it's own hue
Even me and
Even you
Give to me the deep mahoganies of the Earth
The bright yellows of the sun make me someone
Please God Color Me Beautiful
The cardinals an imperial red they look like tiny apples on the snow is what my mother's often said
Everything in the world has its own color-it's own hue
Even me and
Even you
Give to me the deep mahoganies of the Earth
The bright yellows of the sun make me someone
Please God Color Me Beautiful
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red
Bright, hot flames dannced along the logs
Like butter dropped on a hot griddle
Warmth permeating from the fireplace
Like butter dropped on a hot griddle
Warmth permeating from the fireplace
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broken wings
Too close to the sun I flew
Recklessness was all I knew
Then along came you
Soothing presence healing my wounds
Recklessness was all I knew
Then along came you
Soothing presence healing my wounds
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OMEN
You sit high on your horse listening, sneering, judging-everyting SHE hates
You climb down, chest puffed out
thumping-here am i, here sits he who captured-tamed, restrained SHE who claims NEVER to bow, to break, to bend-be contained
SHE (while you high-five, shuck-and-jive)is beginning to shake, to rock, to quake
SHE is nearing her breaking point boy don't you know?
SHE will smash the very jar in which you have so neatly tucked HER away
Oh my this is the wild child that sets fires to bridges-while standing, planted firmly in the middle laughing with maniacal...
You climb down, chest puffed out
thumping-here am i, here sits he who captured-tamed, restrained SHE who claims NEVER to bow, to break, to bend-be contained
SHE (while you high-five, shuck-and-jive)is beginning to shake, to rock, to quake
SHE is nearing her breaking point boy don't you know?
SHE will smash the very jar in which you have so neatly tucked HER away
Oh my this is the wild child that sets fires to bridges-while standing, planted firmly in the middle laughing with maniacal...
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Dear Paul
Happy Birthday to you
It makes sense that this day would make me so blue
I swear upon holy stacks-I haven't forgotten you
Today is the day of your birth
I hope you are living life for all it is worth
I wish you sweet and peaceful dreams
Wish I could tell you how my heart ached
As I looked into your brown eyes
Told you I loved you
As I sat and rocked you in the chair
Kissed you lovingly and smoothed your coal black hair
Held you close one last time-struggling not to cry
Dying inside-putting my brave face on once more
Passing you back to the...
It makes sense that this day would make me so blue
I swear upon holy stacks-I haven't forgotten you
Today is the day of your birth
I hope you are living life for all it is worth
I wish you sweet and peaceful dreams
Wish I could tell you how my heart ached
As I looked into your brown eyes
Told you I loved you
As I sat and rocked you in the chair
Kissed you lovingly and smoothed your coal black hair
Held you close one last time-struggling not to cry
Dying inside-putting my brave face on once more
Passing you back to the...
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DANGER!!! WORDS ARE WEAPONS
Like or love; Just know when you's around time stands still
Heart wants
Eyes feel
Make the world go away
Think about what you say
My world is caught up in your words
Little things people left
Little things planted grow
Lost pain in my soul
Why the long face love?
I thought pain was my home
A good man? Maybe
His smile gets in my head
A good man? Maybe
His touch is like the sun
On a cold day
Old dark thoughts creep in
Remember girl
He only wants your body
Dark thoughts cloud up my mind
They're...
Heart wants
Eyes feel
Make the world go away
Think about what you say
My world is caught up in your words
Little things people left
Little things planted grow
Lost pain in my soul
Why the long face love?
I thought pain was my home
A good man? Maybe
His smile gets in my head
A good man? Maybe
His touch is like the sun
On a cold day
Old dark thoughts creep in
Remember girl
He only wants your body
Dark thoughts cloud up my mind
They're...
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One In A Million
It is SHE who is her own worst enemy
It is SHE who calls to her monsters-dances with her demons...they are there for her when no one else dares
SHE is beautifully out of place-one has to believe that is just the way that SHE wants it...the way SHE intended it to be-like the moon rising full on a hot summer afternoon
HER reality is not wrong-just not the same as ours...
And it is not for the faint of heart
The meek, the mild, the weak
Don't make her scoff-but oh to hear the sound of her laughter?
Simply melodic, sexy, intising,-with just the right amount of(if you...
It is SHE who calls to her monsters-dances with her demons...they are there for her when no one else dares
SHE is beautifully out of place-one has to believe that is just the way that SHE wants it...the way SHE intended it to be-like the moon rising full on a hot summer afternoon
HER reality is not wrong-just not the same as ours...
And it is not for the faint of heart
The meek, the mild, the weak
Don't make her scoff-but oh to hear the sound of her laughter?
Simply melodic, sexy, intising,-with just the right amount of(if you...
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my one true love
High above us in the sky
watching over us all
illuminating
watching over us all
illuminating
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