Category: black
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Redemption
Redemption I wish I could tell you the truth Without shame or judgement Without pointed words attacking me Like daggers cutting through bruised flesh This is the only place I can go I have been rejected from the rest I am the black sheep And the shepherd’s burden It’s nearly impossible to offend me Because…
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Big-Eyed
Big-Eyed Look into the silver framed mirror, Covered in watermarks Big-eyed wonder stares back at you Questions form around the pupil’s black ring Who will you be today? What will you choose today? How will you find your way? We are falling rain drops in a storm Searching for the plush ground We dream beneath…
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Test Time
Test Time The hour has arrived… If this is a test? I probably already failed My palms perspire As butterflies glide in uneasy surroundings Answers evade me I think about the questions But the A, B, C, and D selections Leave me in tatters… So I erase… Till my smudges appear In grey and black…
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New Years Vibe
New Years Vibe Season’s Greetings, Are due to you And everyone who made it through This crazy ass year Full of shock and walled in tears It ends the minute The countdown begins: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…. So let the dazzling gold and silver confetti fly Let it twinkle and fall Like so…
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Small Thoughts: Lies
Small Thoughts: Lies Lies are bittersweet tales, fixed in sullen eyes, hidden in the cracks of crooked, rotten teeth, painted on trusting faces illustrated in the shifts of broken pavement but we walk on them anyway… Love Always, Esha 🌺🌺
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Happy Juneteenth
Happy Juneteenth On June 19th 1865 we heard the chime of freedom 2 years of sweet reluctant truth… reached enslaved ears in Galveston, Texas elation soared in tow with archangels and they blew a golden trumpet for us beyond the frightful barks of German Shepard’s bullet shells and exuberant hymns was still peace… no more…
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Spoken Word: I’m Free Too
they call me divine mystic skin mahogany kissed by red wine i studied hard so i enrolled in school take out loans like they do share the same bathroom, dorm floor, bedroom so they make me think… i’m free too who am i? some may ask, grit their crooked teeth and give sly looks…
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