Black Poetry : rambling thoughts...

cattalina

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...rambling thoughts from a broken heart...

I sit with both palms open
Left hand with written characteristics of who you want me to be
Right hand
Is who I am
A broken reflection of the left
It’s distorted, complex
Many pieces some large and visible to the naked eye
Some so small they don’t need to hide
You may think I’m like a cheap diamond I’m internally flawed

But brother man I’m a rare jewel
Often overlooked by my shield

I’m a soldier
I carry scars
And my war stories are deep
But they never oppress me
Rather liberate me
Because I know that I conquered many things
And I will take out all obstacles in my way
I’m not a shy girl, I won’t shy away
I will look anyone in the eye
I mean what I say
And say what I mean

I’m a dreamer
I have dreams that are endless like the galaxy
Full of bright stars I conceived in my mind
And when I awoke from the labor of gain
I held in my arms

I won’t confuse myself
Inflicting headaches from looking back and forth
Left
Right
Left
No right
I will not choose to compromise my being
Just to be comforted my another
For if I lost myself
Who would I be
I will not define myself through you
Or let you define me
I will not be


That girl that is always on her knees
With no dreams
Dancing my life away
Letting cash burn holes in my pocket
With Louie Vuitton bags
Throw backs
Manolos
And a man who walks beside me
But never really sees
Me
I will not be
I will not be
That girl who you condition me to be

I will not forsake my promise
Because you desire pleasure
In a temple untainted
Where imperialism and colonization has not found refuge
I see it in your eye
every time we kiss
You look at celibacy as sexual starvation
As your metabolism for foreplay
Eats away at your patience
Which eats away mine
Wondering why
You can’t comprehend
To unlock this temple you have to do more
Than glide hands on curves and contours
Cupping twin hills that separate
In your hands trying to make them one
Trying to pull me into you
To make us…one
When will you get it
when will you understand
That celibacy is enrichment

Liberating us to form new umbilical cords of intimacy
That will last beyond the years
When old age devours
Hours of pleasure
Down to minutes
And minutes into seconds

I’m in relationships
Not sexual courtship
I need a man to stand by my side
Not someone to pass the time by
I’m building my kingdom
With or without a king by myside

Your still young
Maybe someday
Wisdom would shine his light on you
With all the experiences he placed in your path
The obstacles you moved
And those that moved you
All will make sense
And you will learn from mistakes past written
With an empty barrel
It will all make sense
You will write down the things you learned
With ink that burns in your heart and in your mind
So the next time
You find a girl you call your wife
You wouldn’t look at her and say
To yourself
“I can live with her”
But instead “she’s the one I can’t live without”

It wasn’t me
we’re at separate points
Maybe they have the same destination
But I’m no physic
Maybe someday
Or maybe…
in another life
Just a fond dream coated with threads of reality
But each time you reach
The threads come undone….

In this equation two did not become one
 
No hitting below the belly

cattalina said:
I’m a soldier
I carry scars
And my war stories are deep
But they never oppress me

I’m a dreamer
I have dreams that are endless like the galaxy
Full of bright stars I conceived in my mind
And when I awoke from the labor of gain
I held in my arms

I will not forsake my promise
Because you desire pleasure
In a temple untainted
Where imperialism and colonization has not found refuge
I see it in your eye
every time we kiss
You look at celibacy as sexual starvation

To unlock this temple you have to do more
Than glide hands on curves and contours
Cupping twin hills that separate
In your hands trying to make them one
Trying to pull me into you
To make us…one
When will you get it
when will you understand
That celibacy is enrichment


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Very nice.
 

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