Black Poetry : *untitled #38*

[wildflower7]

there's a sort of
melancholy that

hangs

in the corners of the day
when an intense
wave of heat is

replaced

by cool breezes and
bright blue cloud swept skies
warm sunshine
and it finds you
sitting on the edge
it pulls at your heartstrings
you suddenly find yourself
with misty eyes
needing to cry
for no reason.

 

[Da Street So'ja]

i don't know

but to me this sounds like loving life
or been through so much now you took a moment to realize how far you've come.

but i don't know

but i DO know i felt this piece

 

[blakverb]

this piece taste like cotton candy on a soft day....

nice...W7

blak
verb

 

[$$RICH$$]

TOOOO SWEET

YA WORKED DES OUT PERFECTLY
LIKE A BITE OF CHOCOLATE

 

[Amun-Ra]

Been there

It bees like dat sumtymes--for no reason--just because--Amun-Ra