Black Poetry : Unjustified Rant

watzinaname

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I sometimes tell myself
that I'm not supposed to feel any pain
that it doesn't burn if my hand touches fire
that my face doesn't smart in the freezing rain

It doesn't hurt when I miss the peace
that I didn't realize I had
You don't miss your water til your well
runs dry, and this well is so empty, it's sad

It's not painful to miss those who were near
and dear, and then they had to depart
I shouldn't feel it when love is allusive
and there's a crack in the middle of my heart

My teeth don't grit when I've been kicked in them
I just smile and say, piece of cake
I laugh when the ache wears down to the bone
when nerve endings start to quiver and quake

Yes, it's rip roaring fun
When time has got me on the run
and I can barely walk
But, who am I to talk?
I'm not supposed to feel any pain
So, who am I to complain?
 
Hi Sis
It is amazing how we connect in so many ways
And how right on time your poem is.
Your whole poem is awesome sis.
I'm going through another pasting in my family,
and so we'll be going to his homecoming tomorrow my Mom brother.
It's not painful to miss those who were near
and dear, and then they had to depart
I shouldn't feel it when love is allusive
and there's a crack in the middle of my heart
Indeed it does hurt, because one don't talk about
it don't mean the hurt isn't there.

Again so true, I feel myself in this flow
We are only human, so ths experince is something
we all have had a taste of in this life.
My teeth don't grit when I've been kicked in them
I just smile and say, piece of cake
I laugh when the ache wears down to the bone
when nerve endings start to quiver and quake

Again your pen is psychic. I don't know
when I will ever be able to write again.
Yes, it's rip roaring fun
When time has got me on the run
and I can barely walk
But, who am I to talk?
I'm not supposed to feel any pain
So, who am I to complain?

Peace and love sis!:grouphug:
 
Unjust is putting it mildly to say the least,
A Queen has more strength than the wildest beast.
We carry the weight of the world in our hand,
yet still have the time to serve our man.
When do we have time for tears and our pain?
we're much to busy up-holding the game

Awesome write poet, I can surely relate to this!!
 

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