Long Poems About Culture
#culture
Long poems about culture. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Feb 2022 5:10pm
20th Feb 2022 5:10pm
Over The Rainbow And Beyond The Clouds Lord Can You Hear My Cries
In the hunt for hidden treasures, riches of golden pleasures
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears, village raids hidden from fears
You ask me why I choose to say, I once nursed...
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears, village raids hidden from fears
You ask me why I choose to say, I once nursed...
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#culture
#identity
#humankind
680 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Feb 2022 1:00am
19th Feb 2022 1:00am
Step Into The Glow Of Everlasting Light
The Philosophy Behind Religions
The universe to serve your Deity comes with various personal decisions
Ancient of Days, Father/Abba, Most High, Elohim, El-Shaddai, Yahweh, Allah, God, Jehovah and Adonai, and Abba just to name a few
Whenever you kneel and pray, it’s your King, you give spiritual credence too
If one’s soul yearns to get to a Heavenly resting place
Then one must find a way on earth to remain humble among falling grace
If so, then why are we separated by gradations of who we pray to on our knees ...
The universe to serve your Deity comes with various personal decisions
Ancient of Days, Father/Abba, Most High, Elohim, El-Shaddai, Yahweh, Allah, God, Jehovah and Adonai, and Abba just to name a few
Whenever you kneel and pray, it’s your King, you give spiritual credence too
If one’s soul yearns to get to a Heavenly resting place
Then one must find a way on earth to remain humble among falling grace
If so, then why are we separated by gradations of who we pray to on our knees ...
#love
#religion
#spiritual
#humankind
#culture
680 reads
12 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Feb 2022 7:24pm
17th Feb 2022 7:24pm
Honoring The Legends Of Gangsta’s Paradise
These motherfuckas must don’t know who they are fucking with
What, you think a sista can’t have an education, and still roll up on some good hard dick
Taking you down with a head shot hit
Making it happen when you come taking that yang in my hood
I will fuck you up without recognition so don’t get my mission misunderstood
You know how I represent myself, flying bullets have no names on them once felt
Moving the coke, bitches, and gun whipping a snitch, cementing his shoes so his crew know his ass been straight...
What, you think a sista can’t have an education, and still roll up on some good hard dick
Taking you down with a head shot hit
Making it happen when you come taking that yang in my hood
I will fuck you up without recognition so don’t get my mission misunderstood
You know how I represent myself, flying bullets have no names on them once felt
Moving the coke, bitches, and gun whipping a snitch, cementing his shoes so his crew know his ass been straight...
#city
#rap
#culture
765 reads
9 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Feb 2022 10:48pm
15th Feb 2022 10:48pm
Soft Petals Of A Gypsy
Deeper and Deeper
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my...
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my...
#love
#identity
#SelfReflection #culture
#SelfReflection #culture
944 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Feb 2022 3:22am
15th Feb 2022 3:22am
The Honorable Feast
I was invited to dinner given
by
Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, Harriet Tubman, Abraham Lincoln, and Nelson Mandela
Author K (Novelist) “Thank you all for inviting me to sit at your table and enjoy this ceremonial dinner. I am honored to be in the presence of the past. Hopefully, it will sharpen my mind for the future.”
Malcolm X (Minister) “Sitting at the table doesn’t make you a diner, unless you eat some of what’s on that plate. Being here in America doesn’t make you an American. Being born here in America doesn’t make you an...
by
Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, Harriet Tubman, Abraham Lincoln, and Nelson Mandela
Author K (Novelist) “Thank you all for inviting me to sit at your table and enjoy this ceremonial dinner. I am honored to be in the presence of the past. Hopefully, it will sharpen my mind for the future.”
Malcolm X (Minister) “Sitting at the table doesn’t make you a diner, unless you eat some of what’s on that plate. Being here in America doesn’t make you an American. Being born here in America doesn’t make you an...
#TruthOfLife
#historical
#philosophical #culture
#philosophical #culture
508 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
9th Feb 2022 9:22pm
9th Feb 2022 9:22pm
Black Lives Matter
Black Lives Matter demanding voices to be
I hope as the writer you come to feel me
And of course, your life matters too
As an embodied society protect my human rights, give me my just due
Police brutally has always plagued the humanity of the black race
From DWB, racial profiling, to the spray of facial Mace
Illustrating the hushed concept
Your life is less than mine this will be forgiven, behind my badge American citizens shall soon forget
Your fallacies to judge presence, not upon skin color as a body who stands...
I hope as the writer you come to feel me
And of course, your life matters too
As an embodied society protect my human rights, give me my just due
Police brutally has always plagued the humanity of the black race
From DWB, racial profiling, to the spray of facial Mace
Illustrating the hushed concept
Your life is less than mine this will be forgiven, behind my badge American citizens shall soon forget
Your fallacies to judge presence, not upon skin color as a body who stands...
#politics
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
#culture
461 reads
12 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Feb 2022 7:03pm
7th Feb 2022 7:03pm
Whispers To The Conductors Of The Underground Railroad
Can I sit here and talk among the moon from the other side of eternity as I can still hear your tearful ancestors bemoans
In the past your gaze down from the future asking for me to atone
Many races during slavery dodged bricks and stones
Did it ever occur to you some of us in history held you down
Shh... to the many darken faces was the only communication of sound
We provided the escape routes when your blistered feet became tired, uncertainty in your traveling just to escape the whippings then to be lynched
Gave unto exhausted...
In the past your gaze down from the future asking for me to atone
Many races during slavery dodged bricks and stones
Did it ever occur to you some of us in history held you down
Shh... to the many darken faces was the only communication of sound
We provided the escape routes when your blistered feet became tired, uncertainty in your traveling just to escape the whippings then to be lynched
Gave unto exhausted...
#admiration
#respect
#historical #culture
#historical #culture
588 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Feb 2022 1:43am
7th Feb 2022 1:43am
On Top Of My Moon
On top of my moon
To my ancestors, my mind has traveled as I look down on ancient segments from Egypt and the Messiah pulled from the depth of the Nile my mind bathing in the Blue Lagoon
I sit in the pews my head silently bent in prayer and wondered how your aching feet traveled through, snow, mud
Traveling by the North Star to find the answer to conditional love
Hues of sunbathed skin sold on chopping blocks
In the final breaths of begging in the asunder from family, forced in exile from...
To my ancestors, my mind has traveled as I look down on ancient segments from Egypt and the Messiah pulled from the depth of the Nile my mind bathing in the Blue Lagoon
I sit in the pews my head silently bent in prayer and wondered how your aching feet traveled through, snow, mud
Traveling by the North Star to find the answer to conditional love
Hues of sunbathed skin sold on chopping blocks
In the final breaths of begging in the asunder from family, forced in exile from...
#spiritual
#historical
#culture
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
645 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Feb 2022 00:47am
5th Feb 2022 00:47am
Strange Fruit...
Earth tone, the melanin jazz that sings throughout my veins
The protective barriers when, Come By Here My Lord provided no cooling rain
Such a blessed skin to be, beautiful to adorn, it reproduces in so many shades
From Bronze, to Honey, Brown Sugar, and the sweetest taste of marmalade
You could say I am not that dark
Most will say, we all bleed the same when given our own foundational spark
Yesteryears denied me my rights, my land, and my mule
That old Constitution creed and the three fifth clause...
The protective barriers when, Come By Here My Lord provided no cooling rain
Such a blessed skin to be, beautiful to adorn, it reproduces in so many shades
From Bronze, to Honey, Brown Sugar, and the sweetest taste of marmalade
You could say I am not that dark
Most will say, we all bleed the same when given our own foundational spark
Yesteryears denied me my rights, my land, and my mule
That old Constitution creed and the three fifth clause...
#historical
#culture
#love
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
545 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Feb 2022 5:42pm
4th Feb 2022 5:42pm
Mama I Know Why The Caged Bird Really Sings
Mama I know why the caged bird really sings
When the mind as an offering hears sovereignty echoed from the mountains let it ring
From the cradle of birth is to give authority to our mental dreams
Our deferred aspirations we seek to the highest of our esteem
How can I learn to fly when my heart cannot even walk
Animosity, resentment is always found in wagging tongues who doesn’t know how to intellectually talk
Defacing its own beautiful temple forbidding to asunder such venomously stalk
Flapping...
When the mind as an offering hears sovereignty echoed from the mountains let it ring
From the cradle of birth is to give authority to our mental dreams
Our deferred aspirations we seek to the highest of our esteem
How can I learn to fly when my heart cannot even walk
Animosity, resentment is always found in wagging tongues who doesn’t know how to intellectually talk
Defacing its own beautiful temple forbidding to asunder such venomously stalk
Flapping...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#culture
#MayaAngelou
532 reads
11 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
29th Jan 2022 00:34am
29th Jan 2022 00:34am
WHISPER THE WIND (II) (longer revision) (7-5-2011, 3:00pm, Palm Springs, CA)
whisper
the wind
breathe
the sky
seize
the day
embrace to feel
the sweetness
of night
ask
the moon
beg
the sun
plead
the stars
to appease
and appeal
to whatever gods ...
the wind
breathe
the sky
seize
the day
embrace to feel
the sweetness
of night
ask
the moon
beg
the sun
plead
the stars
to appease
and appeal
to whatever gods ...
#anxiety
#consumerism
#culture
#responsibility
#risk
375 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
24th Jan 2022 6:06pm
24th Jan 2022 6:06pm
Isn't it (Not) Romantic?
i am a woman
and I don't like the word 'romantic'
sorry Hallmark
sure, i like some things
that are 'romantic'
the color pink (light pink, silvery pink)
lace
beaches
holding hands
kisses
massages
love
but i dislike the fundamentalism
of the word 'romantic'
with its mandated Valentines Days
pre-conceived notions
expectations
disappointment
budget-breaking engagement rings
bridezillas ("my special day is ruined!")
and many 'shoulds'
i once happily shared...
and I don't like the word 'romantic'
sorry Hallmark
sure, i like some things
that are 'romantic'
the color pink (light pink, silvery pink)
lace
beaches
holding hands
kisses
massages
love
but i dislike the fundamentalism
of the word 'romantic'
with its mandated Valentines Days
pre-conceived notions
expectations
disappointment
budget-breaking engagement rings
bridezillas ("my special day is ruined!")
and many 'shoulds'
i once happily shared...
#love
#relationships
#ValentinesDay
#culture
#tradition
669 reads
9 Comments
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