Black Poetry : The Soul Of Breath

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    A voice to release the darkness that centers my universe.
    Oh thou eyes are filed with despair.
    A voice to cry a symbol of dignity.
    Shall I sit in humble?
    Itemized beyond the hand of clutch.




    A voice I shall not cry.
    The beauty that shines upon its roots.
    Liberty of thou may sing.
    shall over power the dark.
    To die in hell is to survive,
    the sins of the human birth.
    In hell has no fury in disguise,
    of a people that returns from the ancient dust.

    When man sleeps his objectives of a true liberation is forfeit.

    The beliefs that saves the armor .

    Cause and effects of human life shall prosper.

    It’s the honor of a man,

    who stands by the proclamation ,

    of justice. Which is implemented,

    in a world of humanity and love.

    The basis of actions is to lead,

    the proclamation of justice,

    is when man takes control of family and self.



    I ask the torture I feel is it lonely?

    Is it not knowing one that lives,

    within repression of motivations,

    Why do I fear to reclaim my rightful place.

    When there is no where to hide, I the torch of self,

    understanding the roles of a leader,

    why is it so hard for me to gripe,

    the constitutions of a liberation of honor,

    among my stool and self, I run in hide.

    I cry the sounds of the sparrow, when the dove has died.






    The wound is deep, dark as the night,
    bandage of darkness, the sins have fell,
    upon the knew entries of life.
    Chants of the haunting births of death,
    that lingers for the new victims which arrive.
    Desolating the curse of a new life.

    The soul of breath,
    takes a new diversions of the next life,
    subsiding the kinship which follows in its light.
    Moist upon thy universe,
    the foundations has fallen,
    within the pits of hell.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    sistah gurl !
    u bringing it like whammmmmmm!!!
    let that pen talk on
     
  3. Khasm13

    Khasm13 STAFF STAFF

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    tru indeed...
    peace and morality have fallen
    by da wayside
    tyte
    peace
    khasm
     
  4. dnommo

    dnommo Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    speak cleerly as the pen resonate yourt voice of victory and understanding...i like this scribe and the breath that this verse has taken today...

    is mine,

    one.
     
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    HODEE Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Very nice snap shot of living, and really living a full life taking chances.
     
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