Black Poetry : Cancer

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  1. Cindy

    Cindy Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    He calls me ‘Cancer’
    Says he needs to cut me out

    He calls me ‘*****’
    When I try to stand up for myself

    He calls me ‘Whore’
    When he thinks I have strayed

    He tells me that if I hang around
    He will never have the time
    To find another
    To marry

    He says I talk ‘Bull sh*t’
    When my explanations
    Don’t match
    What he is thinking

    He says ‘People don’t stay together
    After they are divorced’
    No matter if he coerced
    The proceedings

    He says ‘You kicked me out,
    Left me alone in pain for four months…
    Never called …’
    But where was the phone call to me

    If he suffered so
    Why wasn’t he happy
    When I begged to come back
    Offering my heart and soul

    He says that I ran the streets
    For four months
    When in reality
    I sat here typing

    Poems and thoughts
    Of a woman alone
    Fantasizing
    Fictional romances

    He calls me ‘Nothing’ now
    Because we are divorced
    He says ‘I am less than his friends
    No longer family’

    And still I go to him
    The man on the road six and a half days a week
    Spending a precious one and a half days with him
    For his laughter and smiles

    Those disappear by the middle of the week
    And he says then again in cell phone conversation
    ‘I didn’t want you there’
    Forgetting the day and a half that we just shared in bliss

    ‘I want you to go
    So I can find the woman of my dreams
    I only have a day and a half once a week
    And you cramp my style’

    He called me ‘Cancer’
    He self diagnosed and he cut me out
    But the wound that was left was not his
    It is was my own failed heart
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    deep & strong crazy and wrong
    venting da emotions is felt , whewwwwwww!
     
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    AHMOSE Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This is a piece that I can relate to.
     
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    man cindy...your poems have a way of grabbing the readers attention and making them feel the depths of your feelings...heartfeltpiece poet

    one love
    khasm
     
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    Auroraflower Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    jee.....



    aww...



    what comes out of the mouth huh..

    you can say....












    be strong sis ...







    LoveAuroraflower:heart:
     
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    He called you cancer,
    because that was the only thing he could do,
    He knew if he stayed your strength would have grew,
    sometimes the worst thing in the world,
    Is to have a person that we really did not deserve in the first place,
    tell us that they have dropped out of the race.
    The fear of always loosing a loved one is always near,
    especially when the woman is all out of tears.



    **loved the drop.. be strong.. :blowkiss:
     
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