Black Poetry : unlikely Meditations

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  1. midnightsson

    midnightsson Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    UNLIKELY MEDITATIONS (of a young black man)

    Tumbling through this life, like a tumbleweed floating through an air-chamber
    totally out of place like Alice falling through the mirror
    to the Land of Oz
    caught like a fly in a spider’s web in this labyrinth of morals, emotions, and spirituality:
    Am I on the right side, the wrong side or am I just looking at the same side
    over and over
    from a different perspective?

    I wish I could see the world through the eyes of a dog
    everything simple and straight-forward:
    I feel as though I’m looking at life through a telescopic, kaleidoscope
    I see everything that’s happening
    but it’s all contorted with lies and deceit

    Why do so many questions tug at my mind like a dentist pulling teeth?
    Relentlessly
    My mind is like the world.
    How can something so beautiful
    be so dark, cold, and lonely?

    Why is society so mainstream?
    Why do individuals blend their thoughts, beliefs, hobbies, and perspectives
    until it’s one indistinguishable blur of soulless, brain-washed, carcasses?
    Partying their lives away

    Drug dealers standing on corners all day
    like they punched their time-card
    at the nearest party store
    peddling out their powder death and stones of enslavement
    unknowingly helping accelerate the process of
    social, moral, and spiritual decomposition.
    Helping create more zombies to fill up our
    beautiful environment

    I’m mentally eclipsing at the emptiness
    of the average human soul
    Bleak is the day when *****’s prefer white
    dead presidents over the color of a truly happy
    heart
    happiness may be hard to come by
    but it’s cheap

    I feel like I’m close enough to hear
    my soul-mates heartbeat
    yet, she eludes me on the edges of my dreams
    flying on the wings of the wind, she dances through my mind
    she flirts with me in my thoughts
    she floats just out of reach on my mental island:
    All I want to do is love her
    Why does she escape me?
    At times I consider making love
    a prisoner...of my mind
    where it would be free
    not bound by the shackles of
    broken trust
    and flames that burn out
    How can love die
    when we live to love?

    Is the world in such short supply that it can’t spare
    one woman who does the small things
    that make a man feel larger than life?

    When did everyone become so reluctant to
    act different
    think different
    communicate different
    No two people are the same
    therefore when you act, think and be yourself....
    You are being different
    Why do we hide who we really are
    behind drugs and alcohol
    and then want to go meet new people
    it’s old;
    If you love who you are on the inside
    why would you cover it with a mask
    of intoxication?
    I wish everyone was addicted to my drug of choice:
    self-expression

    Sometimes I tire of speech
    everyone wants to talk like a politician
    out of both sides of their mouth
    I wish I had telepathy so I could
    filter out the ambient noise
    and listen to what’s on people’s mind

    Tongues are intimidated by truth
    and can barley speak it
    The mind can’t lie
    The mind’s eye can’t be blind
    the window to the soul can’t have blinds
    What have we become?

    Until I meet the angel who
    beckons to me in my dreams
    and whispers to my heart
    I’ll find comfort in
    solitude.


    Derrick H.
     
  2. poeticdelight

    poeticdelight Member MEMBER

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    beautiful work poet

    just beautiful :)

    "Is the world in such short supply that it can’t
    spare one woman who does the small things that make a man feel larger than life?"



    welcome :wave:

    pd
     
  3. midnightsson

    midnightsson Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thank you poetic delight. your comments truly make my day and inspire me to continue expressing myself!
     
  4. Rashad

    Rashad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    **** Poet!!!

    This some deep ish!! Ya heard me!! I'm feelin this here Poet!!
    No doubt!!:toast:
     
  5. Amun-Ra

    Amun-Ra Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Introspect

    Welll done! Looking into yourself also gives you a view of the world as you see it--Amun-Ra

    :)
     
  6. midnightsson

    midnightsson Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Deep Amun-Ra. I like that a lot, and thank you.
     
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    I am in awe of your work, Poet. The way you bare your soul for all to see is a most exquisite thing to behold. It takes much heart to share as you do. This brought the pain.

    Thank you

    alyce
     
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