Submissions by Kementic1 (Hussein Ali Hill)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The odometer of my life is hidden from me which has me worrying about my legacy Is my existence a part of an eternal plan or am i just leaving temporary footprints in the sand Either way even if it is just spam i write therefore i am
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jul 2021 6:49pm
20th Jul 2021 6:49pm
A Picture of You
Your smile was brighter than the sun
and in the old days we had so much fun
In the tough times we had each other's backs
and traded advice and life hacks
We debated fiction and facts
while you ate those pickle slices snacks
After midnight now my depression is darker than French blue
it would help if I could laugh with you
I worry to the break of dawn
and survive each day with a yawn
Now all I have is a picture of you
to get me through
I know life is about change
if I had the power there are...
and in the old days we had so much fun
In the tough times we had each other's backs
and traded advice and life hacks
We debated fiction and facts
while you ate those pickle slices snacks
After midnight now my depression is darker than French blue
it would help if I could laugh with you
I worry to the break of dawn
and survive each day with a yawn
Now all I have is a picture of you
to get me through
I know life is about change
if I had the power there are...
#sadness
#loneliness
#frustration
#emptiness
#bittersweet
1063 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Jul 2021 9:20pm
17th Jul 2021 9:20pm
Lust For Life
It takes most of my energy just to get out of bed
and to fight from being a prisoner in my own head
Too often seeing another sunrise I dread
the passion for life, that old fire breathing dragon inside of me is almost dead
I am playing the back nine
and my best shots are barely on-line
But, my middle name is perseverance
and to my "code" there is still an adherence
My calling is to tell a tale well
and clearly like a call on a satellite "cell"
So, I exist and...
and to fight from being a prisoner in my own head
Too often seeing another sunrise I dread
the passion for life, that old fire breathing dragon inside of me is almost dead
I am playing the back nine
and my best shots are barely on-line
But, my middle name is perseverance
and to my "code" there is still an adherence
My calling is to tell a tale well
and clearly like a call on a satellite "cell"
So, I exist and...
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration
#despair
#emptiness
529 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 8:14pm
14th Jul 2021 8:14pm
Brighter Lights
I am not greedy but, I want more
like a golden ticket to the candy store
I see Billionaires that are not smarter than me
and I pray every night for the key
To success and the blessing of a multitude of assets
like diamonds with multi-level facets
I know that the start
is to grow the love in my heart
In order to use it as my North Star
so my thoughts can travel light years far
I seek to soar to higher heights
and on the stage of life stand...
like a golden ticket to the candy store
I see Billionaires that are not smarter than me
and I pray every night for the key
To success and the blessing of a multitude of assets
like diamonds with multi-level facets
I know that the start
is to grow the love in my heart
In order to use it as my North Star
so my thoughts can travel light years far
I seek to soar to higher heights
and on the stage of life stand...
#happiness
#strength
#dreams
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
530 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2021 11:31pm
10th Jul 2021 11:31pm
The One
#happiness
#love
#motivational
#admiration
#emotions
1921 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jul 2021 7:48pm
8th Jul 2021 7:48pm
Book Museum
Where are those square shaped short things with pages
that told stories in stages
They were made out of trees
and burned at 451 Fahrenheit degrees
In the beginning they were written by hand
until the invention of the printing press by that Gutenberg man
Now people pay money just to see um
because what they use to call a library-is now a Book Museum
that told stories in stages
They were made out of trees
and burned at 451 Fahrenheit degrees
In the beginning they were written by hand
until the invention of the printing press by that Gutenberg man
Now people pay money just to see um
because what they use to call a library-is now a Book Museum
#consumerism
#art
#culture
#responsibility
#risk
620 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2021 9:44pm
3rd Jul 2021 9:44pm
That I Sing
Even though bottles and rocks at me they threw
growing up every 4th of July I wore red white and blue
My love for you has waxed and waned like the moon
I am a jilted lover trying not fall in love again too soon
Slavery, Jim Crow and even now my people you do offend
However; from all enemies , foreign and domestic it is you I will defend
I will fight you when you are wrong
and pray my faith in you will remain strong
But, in the end like a Cardinal in late spring
it of...
growing up every 4th of July I wore red white and blue
My love for you has waxed and waned like the moon
I am a jilted lover trying not fall in love again too soon
Slavery, Jim Crow and even now my people you do offend
However; from all enemies , foreign and domestic it is you I will defend
I will fight you when you are wrong
and pray my faith in you will remain strong
But, in the end like a Cardinal in late spring
it of...
#identity
#politics
#freedom
#culture
#tradition
426 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2021 6:48pm
1st Jul 2021 6:48pm
Bitter Pill
I grew up watching you on "I Spy"
when you were accused of rape-I said to my self-why?
You were the one that gave Melvin that last big stack
so he could finish his movie "Sweetback"
You had the number one show on tv
Why couldn't you just let things be?
Hell, the System gave you the "all access pass"
Even White folks kissed your ass
You were an honored Elder of our Tribe
and a man respected by this scribe
But, you left 59 women's lives in ruin
because of decades of drugging them and screw-in
Oh dear...
when you were accused of rape-I said to my self-why?
You were the one that gave Melvin that last big stack
so he could finish his movie "Sweetback"
You had the number one show on tv
Why couldn't you just let things be?
Hell, the System gave you the "all access pass"
Even White folks kissed your ass
You were an honored Elder of our Tribe
and a man respected by this scribe
But, you left 59 women's lives in ruin
because of decades of drugging them and screw-in
Oh dear...
#lies
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#tragedy
#suffering
596 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jun 2021 6:27pm
30th Jun 2021 6:27pm
Chaos Is More Than A Theory
The same old refrain
more misery and pain
Satanic seduction
equals more death and destruction
Polar ice melting by the tons
more people shot with guns
Everyday more hate anger and fear
along with pollution is being released in our atmosphere
I submit to you all of the above makes me weary
and that-Chaos Is More Than A Theory
more misery and pain
Satanic seduction
equals more death and destruction
Polar ice melting by the tons
more people shot with guns
Everyday more hate anger and fear
along with pollution is being released in our atmosphere
I submit to you all of the above makes me weary
and that-Chaos Is More Than A Theory
#violence
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#pollution
#HumanRights
738 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jun 2021 10:35pm
27th Jun 2021 10:35pm
My Calling
Writing poetry is real work
a duty I will no longer shirk
I choose every word for it's color and tone
like notes played on Coltrane's saxophone
I am modern African American Groit
a story teller with knowledge we need to know
I have gained empirical insight from all my of stalling
but now i'm proud to live my true calling
a duty I will no longer shirk
I choose every word for it's color and tone
like notes played on Coltrane's saxophone
I am modern African American Groit
a story teller with knowledge we need to know
I have gained empirical insight from all my of stalling
but now i'm proud to live my true calling
#happiness
#motivational
#inspirational
#gratitude
#respect
502 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jun 2021 8:00pm
26th Jun 2021 8:00pm
Bear Arms of Hate
For some Americans their concealed weapon of choice
are the multitude of vile things to which they give voice
Their minds are locked and loaded with a myriad of negative "ims"
which only adds to our collective psychological divisions and schisms
But, such is our fate
when we decide to- Bear Arms of Hate
are the multitude of vile things to which they give voice
Their minds are locked and loaded with a myriad of negative "ims"
which only adds to our collective psychological divisions and schisms
But, such is our fate
when we decide to- Bear Arms of Hate
#politics
#culture
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
774 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2021 6:06pm
23rd Jun 2021 6:06pm
Touchstone
From the heartache and grief
there is no relief
All I can see from my tears
is a mountain of fears
I once got great pleasure from your kiss
but, now I realize I am just a Masochist
Loving you is like living in the Twilight zone
because when it comes to pain-your are my Touchstone
Sadly, I realize
everything that you say is a pack of lies
Now I am wise
and it is you I despise
Loving you is like living in the Twilight zone
...
there is no relief
All I can see from my tears
is a mountain of fears
I once got great pleasure from your kiss
but, now I realize I am just a Masochist
Loving you is like living in the Twilight zone
because when it comes to pain-your are my Touchstone
Sadly, I realize
everything that you say is a pack of lies
Now I am wise
and it is you I despise
Loving you is like living in the Twilight zone
...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#heartbroken
#despair
459 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2021 7:53pm
21st Jun 2021 7:53pm
Final Time Out
like an addict i am high riding a wave of pure emotion
my mind is filled noise and commotion
my body is ready to go all in
but do i still have time enough to win
will i be able to manifest my destiny
or will fate get the best of me
am i truly up for the chore
will it rest on my shoulders to score
i can't be timid or weak
like David Banner i wish i could call on the power of the huge green freak
i am going for it all
and i ain't going to drop the ball
hitting the whole it full stride
bc i...
my mind is filled noise and commotion
my body is ready to go all in
but do i still have time enough to win
will i be able to manifest my destiny
or will fate get the best of me
am i truly up for the chore
will it rest on my shoulders to score
i can't be timid or weak
like David Banner i wish i could call on the power of the huge green freak
i am going for it all
and i ain't going to drop the ball
hitting the whole it full stride
bc i...
#hope
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#emotions
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