Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by angelicsage, Apr 14, 2005.
Unadulterated truth is bittersweet, were it not for the Sage.
Your work is a class all it's own.
The Queen of da PEN is back on da prowl indeed!
Let the proud be humbled
Let the bold be silenced
Let the ignorant be EDUCATED!!!!!
MY SOUL SISTA IS BACK!!!!!
Okay first things first...I SHO do LOVE dat avatar sister that is ELEGANTLY SO sage My sista got taste like what!
This peace my sister....*sigh* *Deep breaths* this peace is SO real RAW and VIVID my mind shutters at its overwhelming grasp.
You my sister are inspirations life essence...and it sho feels good to feel your poetic prowess once again
Writers block can come upon one for many reasons, but a pain like this knows only one kind of season. It's an ache not quite like anything else, and you've captured it so well. Penetrating flow.
I could longer write…of such
My passion had been suffocated…
The night before / found
with a plastic bag over her head
A Soul Massacre at Heartbreak Hotel
Although…I was spared
my hands were tied behind my back
with fingers mutilated…one by one
There was an ol’ dirty rag of regret
Stuffed forcefully, in my mouth
Pain f^cked me, mercilessly…in broad daylight
Unashamed of the crime it committed
It licked my black tears, as if it cared
got [email protected] gurl...u f'd up my mental with that...
writers block my black @ss...
*wishin i had writers block like this*
The intensity of this piece pierced right through me.
Don't get me wrong, I think this piece is beautiful in all it's vulnerability, but I also think it's undescribably sad and...still...still you managed to express this sadness.....
The description of this ailing love, merciless pain and stolen words/stolen passion...it's like I could almost smell the despair.
I could not figure out if this was personal or not, cause you switched from third person to first person, but
believe me...not even Love can steal your poetry..........and....... Love would never do such a thing!
this was awesome just blew me way
had my mental running
u go sista SAGE............................
Oh my, my, my, my. Sweet sister friend, I've been missin your work so much. I wondered where you'd gone. And then you come back and drop this masterpiece on us. My lawd!!!!!
"duality slices the air"
Girl, this piece grabs a reader by the collar and pulls her up close. Takes her into the scene. It's definitely sad, but the passion and the pain from contradictions stands out to me the most.
Lost love can kill ya. You sure know how to write about it, my kindred spirit. Much love to you...............and please drop us some mo! I been too hungry.
The intensity of the opening lines alone still has me in awe. Everytime I visit this site, I make a point to look for your writing. The skill and emotion always come through with equal force and for some odd coincidence you're always seeming to write my current situation, not only accurately but beautifully.
Thank you so much for every word that passes through your pen and all the ones to come
It ain't all that...
Magnificent Soul was better.
Seriously...naw, seriously...it was.
This piece is tight. A director of poetry is she.
Beautiful piece...presentation magnificent.
for sharing your thoughts with us...the Fam.
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