Temple of beauty and gentleness. The bearer of all fruit. The Juliet and Stella to every Romeo and Astrophil. A server of her purpose when her ovaries are ready like red...
You’re effortlessly manipulated You’ll let him lie to you easily Cause your body gets stimulated You become a fool and fall blindly Deep down you know you shouldn’t answer his call....
Don’t say it, Because you’ll say it ’til you can’t say it any more. Show it, I don’t want to hear it, I’ve heard it all before. You love me. You...
My heart bulged in my tight chest. It grew heavier and weaker all at once. I could hear it knocking in my ears. My feet felt like they were tacked into...
Your Eyes They are something only God could make. When I gaze in your eyes, my breath you take. Your eyes stop my thoughts. Snatching and mesmerizing. Look away, I cannot....
You helped create me. You didn’t lead me. You didn’t make me who I am today. You never told me it would be okay. You didn’t teach me what I know....
Writer’s objective and perception: The entry lines of the poem are describing the roads in comparison with the people of Jamaica. It is a metaphor for their skin tones, and other contributions...
Heavy Expectations Heavy, heavy! Is the weight on my shoulders. Expectations, Formed these ponderous boulders. They won’t let me rest. They won’t allow a break. Forcing me to be the best,...
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