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Poem Details | by Newton Ranaweera |
Categories: love, lust, slavery, women,

What am I if not a slave

What am I if not a slave?
I cook, clean and mourn;
I wash, sweep and weep
from dawn to fall of night.

I do nothing but cooking;
I cook all day,
three times a day,
from dawn to fall of night.

What are you if not a master?
You eat, teach and cheat;
you write, drink and sleep
from dawn to fall of night.

For three long decades,
I’ve cleaned your dishes:
empty, dirty dishes
from dawn to fall of night. 

What’s marriage if not serfdom?
You are my master;
I am merely a slave.
You do your part; I mine.

From dawn to fall of night
and back to break of day.


Poem Details | by jean lars |
Categories: conflict, corruption, freedom, identity, life, love, slavery,

Transcend

Transcend

Evil is fierce, always lying in lurk, 
Fighting Man's opportunity to sow, 
Infinite value, a souls greatest perk,
All of us need Love and freedom to grow.

The economy and democracy,
A tease in a tie or king with a crown,
The Goddess of truth as authority,
Love expands your mind, fear will shut it down.

Artificial walls, which cannot be seen,
Erected by the beast of many names, 
Keep your mind clear and let your heart stay keen,
Spirit will fly unrestricted by frames.

The Earth is our home and balance the key,
A sovereign man will truly be free.






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Poem Details | by turrner bodeen |
Categories: flower, freedom, garden, love, relationship, sensual, slavery,

taming flowers

there's not a flower
can't grow wild
thrive neglected and ignored
but how much better
some can do when caged
tied to stakes
and pruned
their buds collected
to encourage growth
the sun, the rain, the earth
and care and harvesting
no less important
to renew the bloom.

Poem Details | by J. I. Thomas F. |
Categories: humanity, love, power, slavery,

King of Hearts

Fools! They boast of flight and p'wr over minds.
My gift is greater by far, listen well:
For I have sovereign control o’er all kinds,
of hearts; Yea, I can cast the timeless spell.

And by this grace I bind unto myself,
ev’ry human being and all their strength. 
Do you know any greater form of wealth,
than a race that will drive to ev’ry length—

for you; because they love you, they will try,
to please you, they would sacrifice themselves,
or spend their lives toiling ‘neath the sky,
your hand can reach stars, to the core it delves!

A billion minds themselves for you command,
Matchless p’wr, brought by hearts caught in your hand. 

12 June 2016


Poem Details | by Kishan sharma |
Categories: love hurts, memory, middle school, miracle, miss you, missing you, slavery, soccer, solitude, sorry, spiritual, stars, sunshine,

love connection

Love is you,my dear, you are mine,
My heart and heart are you mine.

You are only my every moment,
I know that you know it.

The love of both are tied together,
Mind you are mine and you are mine.

My luck and wealth are you mine.
You stay only in my heart,
Do you know how to know this?

Since birth is my birth,
 you have separated from me since then.

Just got to meet a little late,
We do not have any clue about it.

Love is you,my dear,
You are mine,
My heart and heart are you mine.


Poem Details | by Sharline Anaya |
Categories: betrayal, emo, first love, men, romantic, slavery, symbolism,

Masked

Hidden - known but unknown: a reflection 
Of a soul; though not of a heart, 
Of a being rent apart 
from himself and from others - 
And futile the struggle 
And futile the cries 
For there is no escape though he may try -
both he and I are caught in his web of lies. 

Poem Details | by Rosemarie Rowley |
Categories: addiction, games, goodbye, leaving, sad love, slavery, solitude,

POSTSCRIPT TO A PASSION

POSTSCRIPT TO A PASSION 

I was hoping you would prove me wrong -
Under the ship’s sides the barnacles still cling -
I would have thought you’d never sell our song
But true to typecast, summer mothering -

You, too, proved to be full of guile
To love meant having, which ever was the worst -
In the quiet of my trust, so deep, so fragile
I live down the purple passage of remorse.

I’d sing you happy but you were buffoon
To my trammelled wanderings a parody
Set stiff in coupled rhymes to swoon
With the ecstatic rhetoric of equality -

So passion plundered, what’s left is my disgrace
My jewelled head tortured in your embrace.

FROM IN MEMORY OF HER, 2004, 2008

Poem Details | by Edward Ebbs |
Categories: abortion, abuse, birth, care, conflict, creation, family, hope, hurt, journey, life, love, mother, sad, slavery, tribute, visionary, voyage,

Believing in Life

My journey
begins with abuse
from an angry seed
a heart starts beating
the rape victim
carries a child
my mother
embracing life
she taught me to love
not always easy
wanting to be loved
not just baggage
waiting for a smile
I love you for you
thankful for mom
she chose me 
believing in life
everyone 
deserves love 
everyone
deserves a chance
complicated

Edward J Ebbs- Feburary 19, 2017

Poem Details | by Lisa Antley |
Categories: betrayal, black african american, black love, celebrity, confusion, hip hop, slavery,

For Kanye

Never bite the hand that 
feeds you.
Be careful not to burn bridges 
you need to
cross again.  
Let’s not pretend 
you’re not the issue
when 
it’s everybody but you.
Sacrifices they made for you, 
but you forgot where you came from.
Actin like an edumacated fool- 
dumb dumb.
Now, you want to apologize- 
say you’re sorry- 
Your eyes cry
lonely tears
feed your fears.
Think 
before you speak.
Check your priorities too.
We so done 
playin these games 
with you.


05/02/2018




Poem Details | by Beryl O. Adhiambo |
Categories: abuse, black love, dark, evil, sad love, sin, slavery,

Mariah of Magdala

Part I: Sin

Mariah of Magdala

The cursed one among women

Better that you were not born

The one full of black evil

Queen of prostitutes

None of modest can be traced in you

Yet men still Adour you

They still come crawling even in black dark	

They do not care if day is scorching bright 

Neither if its black pitch in deep groovy woods

They hunt you from the cave you hide

When they smell your shadow Mariah

They cannot hold on their dripping appetite

That made wet their groins

What charm are you using Mariah!

Why don’t you share with other women?

Do you want all the men to yourself Mariah?

Poem Details | by EMILIA NAKAFINGO |
Categories: betrayal, black love, dark, endurance, slavery, solitude, woman,

DARK BEAUTY

ONLY SHE FEELS IT
HER ALONE HEARS ITS ECHO
TALL,DARK AND BEAUTIFUL,
ONLY SHE SEES IT
TACITURN BLACK BEAUTY
SHE IS AN ENIGMA
AURA OF THE GODS,
SHE IS A DARK BEAUTY.


FLAWLESS IN HER SKIN 
TALENT IS HER SKILL
ADORNED TO KILL
SHE IS A DARK BEAUTY
IN ALL OF LIFE'S REALITY.


IN HER HONESTY
LIFE MADE HER A BEAST
TOOK ALL HER BEST 
NOW ALL SHE DOES IS FEAST
SHE KNEW IT
AND SHE FELT IT.


THE WORK OF HIS RIGHT HAND
HIS PIECE OF ART
HE CREATED HER
MAN MADE HER
LIFE SHAPED HER
THEIR TORTURE MOLDED HER
AND SHE PERFECTED HER SELF.

SACRED WOMEN HURT AND BROKEN SHE IS BLACK
SHE IS BACK
AND HER BEAUTY IS DARK.

Poem Details | by Ojingiri Hannah |
Categories: emotions, fantasy, lost, lost love, love hurts, slavery, true love,

SLAVE TO LOVE

I'm not leaving 
It's not an option
It is a declaration 
I've taken a vow of love
Through thick or thin
I'm staying
Even though I bleed to keep you close
Even if it hurts to watch you love someone else
I'm not leaving
I'm going to love you forever
Even if I won't get love in return