Black Poetry : Its up to you...

poeticlyspeakin

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Home is where the heart is, but my heart isn't her
Occupation
Living
It's been two weeks and I've searched my soul for the words
Somehow they exist, but are evidently hidden
I could show you, but the problem is your presence is too far to grasp
So I feel that fate has been forbidden

You're the epidemy of a woman
You lack nothing from beauty to knowledge
Sometimes I try to hard, then I try to not try at all
Because I am hoping that my love for you is acknowledged

If I could define my every thought
My mouth would probably be able to form the sentences
If I could elaborate on every emotion
I'd probably be able to fully have what I've been blessed with

I've sat in front of the same mirror for days at a time
Practicing my approach to your confusion
Sometimes I find myself acting out each scene in my brain
And for 3 long minutes, there's actually an illusion

I've managed to speak on subjects that only rotted in my brain
That became welded to my skull
And as crazy as it sounds to you
I feel like every time I push, you pull

For two weeks I've searched my soul for these words
I knew they existed, but were evidently hidden
I wish I could've shown you, but your presence is too far to grasp
Now its up for you to decide if fate is forbidden

Because I finally found the words...
 
Glad you came through with the words to share. This is a nice read.
 

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