Black Poetry : Young Woman Sung

[Desert Storm]

Just open
Open WIDE

....

Young
Pregnant with DESIRE

So many things

That I have on my mind to say!

So many places I've been, yet still more to see

It hurts

The pains of labor

To a dream deferred

Longing to birth this DREAM

That has been long since concieved

The memories

Into

EXPLOSION

of my LOYALTY

of my COMMITTMENT

of my IDENTITY

I can feel this dream

Pushing on my last nerves

Everything inside of me

Trying to cling to REASON

To TRUTH

To SEASON

To PROOF

I try to LISTEN

In oder to become

THere is a lesson that life wants you to learn

A reason for everything underneathe the sun

A PROCESS,

You know what I mean

THE


S
T
E
P
S

In life you have to take

And if you miss one

You won't move forward

Continuously

So fiercely

Trying to prevent

Moving Backwards

Don't want to regress

Just make progress

So I am lingering on

Fighting longer

To POSESS

The true me

When failure is all you've known

You want Identity to call your own

So you die to self

Sacrificially

Desert Storm

 

[Da Street So'ja]

wow DS

WOW!

growth is pain

but hopefully

pleasure can be obtained once all the pain is gone

 

[Desert Storm]

Basically,
THanks, ya for blessing ma spot.

Desert Storm

 

[$$RICH$$]

the way u laid this out pain soon moves over as pleasure rolls in

 

[watzinaname]

Sometimes we do have to go backwards to progress, as backwards as that may seem. Your poetry is just bursting forth with discovery. Do flow on, poetess!