Black Poetry : ~For I Am Already Dead~

Mind~$oul

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so you want to know about me
there is nothing about me to know
through many eyes, i don't even exist
though I exist, only through a few eyes, those eyes only wish for me to perish

For I Am Already Dead

my eyes tell of a sad story
my eyes tell of a sad song
my eyes tll of an emptiness
my eyes tell of nothing at all
my eyes use to adore the lonely stars
my eyes no longer see the beauty in them

For I Am Already Dead

somebody yelled, "you have an old soul"
somebody yelled, "you are ugly"
somebody yelled, "you will never amount to anything"
somebody yelled, "you are a demon, how could you not believe in God"

somebody cried, "He Is Already Dead"

what they all yelled and cried
all was true
so lonely
it is a bird i want to be
it is a rose i want to be
it is a tree i want to be
yes a tree!
i shall stand tall like a tree!
i shall live long like a tree!
i shall never perish!
FOR I AM THAT TREE!
but am not that tree
i am not that soaring bird
i am not that rose
oh what a beautiful rose
it is a purpose, a cause, i want to be
a human is what i want to be
though i appear to be one
i know i am not one

For I Am Already Dead



a lil keystyle nuffin special
 
inside the eyez is love
in the eyez is hope
inside the eyez is beauty

be not of what they wish
yet of whom u r within

be of spirit forth da soul live

not dead nor sleep
just thinking !

poet u sent a motion that flies free
be whom u be a human being
eyez will see thee

this what makes us continue forward to perfection .....
 
FREE THAT *** & MINDS WILL FOLLOW

Mind~$oul, there is so much feeling in this piece, my heart feels the isolation and abandonment that you express so well. But it dosn't cry. No, that would be faithless ~ 1poetsought

Free at last, free at last... thank God Almighty, I'm free at last.

Dr. Martin Luther King
 
Whoa, how familiar this flow feels-----the emotion in it, the sentiment reminds me so very much of my former days of dark poetry and penned despair. This is the type of poetry that heavily dominated the boards of Davey D, where collective souls came to vent, and we became friends & family. But if this pain is allowed to heal, it will strengthen you, and allow you to grow into a spirit more beautiful than you ever imagined. Flow & be free....
 

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