Black Poetry : The Reader Pt one

mistaliberator

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My hand is out waiting for you to storm thru this computer screen
and speak your words
so that i may hear them
i place myself below and beyond the brittle surface of your circumstances

no i cant save you
but my words make you better

My blunt is lifted
towards the confines of my lips
this formula has kept me tamed and sane
my poetry doesnt have the ability to rhyme
life defines itself in these words

L(l)O(i)V(f)E(e) in all that you do

fall in love with the truth like i have fallen in love with
you

you

This is to you
the reader

My eye and I
My I and i
My I and I
My i and i




My dreams are buried under the white house
and my heart soars as if it was a bird flying away from its prey

Now i lift my eyes to my survival

eye and I
i the poet
to you the reader

eye and I
you the poet
to me the reader

I sit back and allow my brain waves to intercept
just what you are trying to say

I see

and

EYE feel all the fury of your weak emotions

I must admit they have made you stronger
Recognize the fact reader that you have withstood
the storms that life brings with it


And I Read You



I and Eye


ps .. No copy rights
if you write then write
but i want you to feel inspired to write
i want you to feel the need to write
no copy rights needed
if you write
then write;;
 

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